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Gayle Abbott
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| Synopsis: | anet calls upon all her wiles and skills as she first reconciles with Willie and then convinces her to go on to Europe without her. What will happen to Willie when she is left alone and helpless with the calculating Dominatrix, Elizabetta? | |
| Categories: | Chemical or Drug Induced Change Crossdressing / TV Femdom, Authoritarian The Operation Workplace Situations | |
| Keywords: | Autobiographical Bondage Breast Implants Castration Corsets Hormones Long Finger Nails Very High Heels Wedding Dress or Married | |
Third Time - Part Thirteen
By Gayle Abbott
Author's note: This chapter is the second of the final three chapters of this long and sordid tale. Your patience, and your comments - good and bad - have been most appreciated. G.A.
Janet slept soundly. The combination of sexual and emotional release had a narcotic effect on her. She slowly came to life feeling soft kisses on her ear then a warm tongue sliding behind her earlobe. She welcomed Elizabetta's warm greeting with a soft purr and a gentle squirming of her hips. She did not move to face her lover because she didn't want her to stop her wonderful pursuit.
Sensing Janet's acceptance to her advances, Elizabetta moved forward snaking an arm around Janet's body her hand cupping her breast. Janet's increased response in the form of motion and sound emboldened Elizabetta while she squeezed Janet's nipple between her long fingernails. As Janet sighed, Elizabetta squeezed the nipple firmly as her mouth moved down from Janet's ear to her neck. She squeezed her nipple and bit her neck. Janet sighed as her heartbeat betrayed her excitement to her host's advances.
As Elizabetta delicately rolled Janet's nipple between her long fingernails, Janet's breathing became quickened and her nipple became hard. Janet could feel Elizabetta's warm breath against her ear as she continued manipulating her nipple. Janet pushed her hips backwards against Elizabetta and began a rhythmic dance.
The two women made love once more. Each time was more intense and satisfying than the last. When both were satiated and spent, Janet curled up into Elizabetta's arms and nuzzled her head between Elizabetta's neck and shoulders. Janet's purr of delight was unmistakable as Elizabetta held her tightly against her, placing the softest of kisses on top of Janet's head. Janet felt so warm and safe. She just melted into her lover's embrace.
As Janet drifted back to sleep in Elizabetta's embrace, she heard a soft knock at the door. Instinctively, she tried to get out of bed for fear that Elizabetta would want to be spared any second glances from her staff. But Elizabetta felt Janet motion to get up and with her anticipation of such a move, she merely held onto Janet a little bit tighter.
"Relax, my darling. You need not be concerned about my staff."
Sheepish from her instinctive move, Janet returned to Elizabetta's warm embrace and watched two maids enter the room. They did not even acknowledge or glance at the bed, but rather moved with swift precision setting up a table by the window and filling it with an assortment of coffee, juice and pasty.
With heads bowed, the attractive attendants turned to the bed, did a swift curtsey and exited the room. As quickly as the two maids had entered the room, they were gone.
A stretch and a yawn, Elizabetta lifted the covers off of her and got out of bed. Janet stayed put and pulled the covers up over her head.
"Would you care for some coffee, darling?"
"Oh Elizabetta, do I have to get up?"
Elizabetta had walked over to the set up that the maids had left and was dunking her tea bag into her cup. She smiled at Janet's comment without looking up.
"Don't be such a sleepyhead, my dear Janet. I want to take you for a drive. Now tell me, are you a coffee or tea person?"
Janet was so warm and snuggled under the covers. She did not want to face the world. She did not want to face the reality of why she was in Connecticut, why she was in this woman's bed.
A muffled voice came from beneath the covers.
"Coffee, Elizabetta. May I please have some coffee? Black?"
The two women enjoyed breakfast in the bedroom, some light conversation followed by a massage from Elizabetta's personal masseuse. Then they dressed; Janet is in pants and sweater and blazer, Elizabetta in a red wool skirt suit
They headed out from the massive estate in Elizabetta's Mercedes with no clue to Janet as to where they were heading. Elizabetta finally told Janet that she wished to visit her beach house and then enjoy lunch at the Greenwich Yacht Club.
"Janet darling, I'm so glad you could stay for the day."
"Fortunate timing, Elizabetta. I had planned to fly back to Seattle this morning, but since it takes the lawyers time to prepare the closing documents, I had to stay longer."
Janet took Elizabetta's gloved hand in hers and brought it to her mouth and kissed it tenderly.
"Sometimes, things have a way of working out. Like they have here."
Smiling warmly but not taking her eyes from the road, Elizabetta replied.
"Indeed, my dear Janet. Indeed. We need to finish our conversation regarding your darling wife. It seems that we became a little distracted last night."
It was like a stab in the chest to Janet. She had been able to relieve herself of the stress and anxiety of dealing with Willie through the quite passionate hospitality of her lovely hostess.
"Oh, I suppose you are right, Elizabetta."
"I hope that since we have gotten to know each other a little better that it might be easier for us to talk about this."
"A little better? I suppose you are right, Elizabetta. Even if nothing were to befall Willie as a result of our meeting, I am still so very pleased to have made your acquaintance."
"As I am, my dear. I do hope to continue what we have begun. But first we must attend to the matter at hand."
Janet was resigned that she must deal with Willie before consideration of any notion of a relationship with Elizabetta.
"Yes, of course."
"Good. I find that having such discussions while on a drive is both productive and protective. Before you leave this afternoon, we will have this matter settled to your satisfaction."
Janet let out a deep sigh. "I hope so, Elizabetta."
"Let's get down to the facts. You have told me that you want her to be disposed of and in a moment of passion last night, you even let it be known that it would be of great relief to you if once past a point of no return she was aware of her fate and who was behind it. Isn't that right?"
"Well, I have been so angry and upset with how things have been."
"Don't be shy, my dear! Let's just be honest and you shall have your wish"
"Yes! She has made my life a living hell. I do want her to suffer and I want her to know that I am responsible for what will happen to her."
"Good. We will arrange for her to be a guest at the Spa sometime later this month. She will fly to Zurich alone and from there; she will be driven by limousine to the Spa in St. Moritz."
Inching a little closer to Elizabetta, Janet took her hand and held it tightly betraying her anxiety.
"And then?"
"And then is up to you, my dear."
"Well, if I might ask, how are such arrangements usually taken care of?"
"Left up to the staff, a subject leaves the Spa and never makes it to the airport at Zurich."
"But how?"
Elizabetta was enjoying toying with Janet. She could feel the depth of her desire to relieve herself of Willie. Elizabetta looked at her client and smiled as she continued.
"In the absence of any specific instructions, the subject is drugged into unconsciousness and once incapacitated, is injected with a lethal drug and killed, much like your prisons do here in the United States."
Looking over at Janet and sensing some amount of disappointment, Elizabetta asked;
"I sense that this method would not suit you, my dear. Am I right?"
"Well, if I could stand over her and inject the drug into her while she watched me do it that would be fine with me. That way, the last vision of her life would be of me killing her."
"That would be quite impossible, my dear Janet. We can't have you anywhere near there. I don't even want you in the country for that matter."
"I understand that, Elizabetta. Certainly, I don't want to run the risk of any kind of association with her disappearance, even though I am certain no one would ever miss her."
"Don't kid yourself, my dear. Fate has a way of finding someone coming out from under some rock to look for her."
Not yet ready to reveal Willie's true nature, Janet agreed with Elizabetta.
"But you can enjoy her demise by specifying how it is done. I know that there would be great satisfaction for you that way."
"Yes, I am sure you are right about that Elizabetta. I have read that sometimes knowing that your life is about to end and being powerless to stop it can be devastating.
"Yes it can. I told you about that time when a subject actually died of a heart attack before we had time to deliver the lethal injection."
"Good. I would like that. No, I would LOVE that, Elizabetta. I am sure that this is what I must do. I simply cannot believe the words coming out of my mouth, but I know this is right."
Janet's mind was spinning. This was both terrifying and wildly erotic at the same time. Elizabetta sensed this and took Janet's hand in hers and held it tightly.
"Then that is what shall be, my darling. Your poor Willie will suffer both the knowledge that she is about to die and the further humiliation that it will be done at your direction.
The words were so powerful there was a long pause.
"And what else, my darling?"
"Well, I was wondering what........ Oh never mind. I don't need to know."
"Please, my darling. What is on your mind?"
"Not now. I'm on overload here Elizabetta."
"I understand. And here we are."
Elizabetta guided the black Mercedes sedan through an opening in a wall of tall hedges. Once through the natural barricade, Janet could see a beautiful cottage; gray with white shutters. Arbors on both sides were covered and intertwined with ivy. A small ceramic water fountain took up the space in the middle of the circular driveway in front of the house.
"Is this your beach house, Elizabetta?"
"Yes. I won't try to tell you that my home is not everything anyone could possibly want and more, but I needed a place to go where I could be alone. No husband or staff to deal with. It is my private place."
"It's lovely."
"Come my darling, let me show you around."
Elizabetta escorted Janet from the car and took her on a tour of the house. It was all Elizabetta could do to keep her hands off of Janet in the solitude and privacy of her beach house, but she knew it would be wise to resist the very strong temptation to have this beautiful woman once more. "There will be plenty of opportunities for such pleasures in the future" Elizabetta smiled to herself.
The two women settled in the wood paneled den. Sitting behind her desk, Elizabetta retrieved some papers. These were the documents ordering the very personal treatment that Janet had requested for Willie. There was no specific mention of the extraordinary plans that were in store for Janet's partner. It was merely some specific information as to dates of arrival, duration of stay and accommodations when they were there. Once the deed was done, there would be no paper trail to implicate Elizabetta or Janet.
Within an hour, all the arrangements had been made including the flight arrangements and bank transfer. Janet and Willie would plan to leave Seattle for Zurich in a few days and Janet was left to figure out a way to break her plans and have Willie continue on alone. Janet now had to return to Seattle and convince Willie that this trip to Switzerland was going to save their marriage. She was very confident that Willie would jump at any opportunity to restore their relationship.
Very reluctant to depart from these new, but very warm surroundings, Janet was almost pouting as they got up to leave the house. Elizabetta held her close and purred in her ear.
"This is such a lovely hideaway, my darling. I want you to come back when all this is done and over with. We'll spend the weekend here, just you and I. I'll have much to tell you then."
Janet looked into Elizabetta's eyes with lust and desire. She leaned forward and kissed her tenderly.
"I cannot wait, my love. But there is one more thing."
"Yes, my darling?"
"Will I know Elizabetta? Will someone tell me?"
"Would you like to know when it is over, my dear?"
"I must. I want to know when she has been subdued and I want to know when she dies. I want to know."
Elizabetta embraced Janet and kissed her gently. Holding her at arm's length, Elizabetta did her best to reassure her client and now lover. She reached into a desk drawer and retrieved a cell phone and handed it to Janet.
"Here my dear. Once Willie is at the spa, make sure this is charged and on. You will be told."
"I know it sounds bizarre, Elizabetta, but I must know."
"Not bizarre at all, my darling. I understand completely. It will be taken care of."
Janet embraces Elizabetta and whispers in her ear.
"Thank you, Elizabetta."
Her arm tightly holding Janet, Elizabetta guided her to the black Mercedes.
"Darling, I'm famished. Let's go to lunch!"
After a lovely and leisurely lunch at the Greenwich Yacht Club, the two women returned to the estate. Janet's limousine was in the courtyard waiting to drive her back to New York City.
Elizabetta and Janet retired to her bedroom to retrieve Janet's things before she headed back to the city.
"Darling, you look so lovely in that outfit, why don't you wear it back to New York and save your lovely ensemble for your trip home?"
Janet was very weary and the thought of undressing and dressing was a labor that she was quite welcome at doing without.
"Thank you, Elizabetta. I will take you up on your kind offer."
"Of course, that means you will have to bring the things back to me." Elizabetta added with a sly smile.
Janet walked over to her hostess, wrapped her arms around her waist and gave her a soft kiss on the lips and purred. "We do have a date for a weekend at your beach house, don't we?"
Elizabetta smiled and kissed Janet back. "Yes, my darling, we do. I'll have much to tell you when we are alone again."
The two women kissed deeply. Elizabetta pulled Janet tightly against her as the women shared a long and passionate kiss. When Janet pulled away from Elizabetta, the kiss had left her short of breath. Elizabetta smiled at the obvious effect she had on this lovely woman.
They walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs. One of the maids was waiting there with Janet's mink and briefcase. Janet walked into her mink, took the briefcase in hand and walked over to Elizabetta where they shared the elegant cheek-to-cheek kiss.
Elizabetta whispered in Janet's ear; "the next time we make love my darling, you will be a single woman again." Elizabetta punctuated her statement with a soft kiss on the ear.
Before losing her composure, Janet spun on the marble floor of the foyer and out to the waiting limousine. As she swung her legs into the car, she looked back at Elizabetta in the doorway and blew her a kiss. There was no mistaking the warm bond these women had built in such a short time.
As the car pulled down the driveway and past the gate to the estate, Janet felt renewed and alive. Her decision had been made and the plans set in place. Within two weeks Willie would be out of her life forever and Janet would be free of her. The weight that had been consuming Janet for the last months had been lifted off of her. She felt renewed, refreshed and alive. She knew that she had done the right thing.
As the limousine headed back to New York City, Janet even felt strong enough to call Willie. Her plan was set and there was no doubt in her mind that Willie would jump at the chance - any chance - to save their marriage. She would be the most willing participant in her own demise. Janet smiled as she hit the speed dial for her home in Seattle. After a few rings, Willie answered.
"Hello?"
"Hello my dear. How are you?"
"Oh Janet! Where have you been? I've been worried to death!"
Janet smiled at Willie's comment "If only she knew?"
"Please, Willie. I've been very busy and I also needed some time to sort things out."
"I've missed you terribly, Janet."
"And I have missed you too, my darling."
"I'm so glad to hear you say that, Janet. I've been a chocolate mess back here."
Janet gritted her teeth as she was reminded of Willie's weakness. It disgusted her that a man who held so much promise and potential had become such a wimp and sissy after she had totally feminized him. It never occurred to her that changing his sex would have altered his personality to the point where she was simply impossible to be with, so needy and dependant of her. Willie was sucking the life out of her. But now that she had a plan, she could patronize Willie's weakness and lead her into the trap from which she would never return.
"I have been doing some thinking about you and me. I have been so selfish lately and I want to make things right with us."
The sigh of relief on the other end of the phone was audible.
"I've.... I've been so afraid Janet. So afraid that I was going to lose you."
"You're not going to lose me my darling. As a matter of fact, I have a surprise for you."
"You do?"
"Well, you know we have never really had a honeymoon?"
"You've been very busy. I understand that."
"Yes, Willie I have. But you have been very patient and I want to make it up to you. I've planned a trip for the two of us. We're going to Europe next week."
"Oh Janet! That is wonderful! This is perfect. Just what we need. Some time away from here and work. Just you and I. This is such good news!"
Janet smiled at Willie's expected acceptance of her plan. Chills went down her spine as she sensed the plan working just as Elizabetta said it would.
"I'm so glad you like my idea, Willie. I'm flying home tomorrow after a meeting in the morning. I'll be home for dinner. Make yourself pretty for me and I'll take you out someplace special."
Janet could hear Willie crying on the phone. How Janet had come to despise her weakness!
"I can't wait, Janet."
"Wonderful. I'll see you then."
"Janet?"
"Yes, Willie?"
"I love you Janet."
"I love you too, my darling. See you tomorrow."
Janet's disgust with Willie was mitigated by her excitement about her escape plan coming together. She put her head back against the plush leather seat and drifted off to sleep.
When she returned to her room at the Peninsula Hotel, there was a message from Donna and two from Willie. She called Donna and her friend was very anxious to know how things went. All Janet would tell her was that things were good. She didn't want to involve her friend, but she did convey to her how grateful she was for the referral.
Janet took a long bath and relaxed in a robe while waiting for room service. She was too tired to even think about going out. Over dinner of poached salmon and a bottle of Oregon Pinot Gris, she reviewed her work for the meeting in the morning. She utilized her bank's share of Net Jets and booked a Citation 10 from Teterboro Airport in New Jersey that would be ready to leave as soon as she got there. If she was able to leave by 2PM, she could be wheels up by 3PM and on this faster aircraft, land at Boeing Field by 4PM. That would give her plenty of time to go home, decompress and prepare for an evening out with Willie.
"I so hope that she lays off of her constant drama. I just don't need to endure any more of her chaos." Janet thought to herself as she folded up her papers and tried to relax.
Janet packed before going to bed and smiled as she carefully packed the pants and sweater that Elizabetta had loaned her. As much as she enjoyed the occasional aggressive nature of a male lover, she always preferred women. Elizabetta had certainly gotten Janet's attention. It was so unusual for her to encounter anyone who could manipulate her as Elizabetta had done. It was a wonderful time and Janet thought of maybe asking Elizabetta to come to her house in the Hamptons on her next visit.
Breakfast came at 7AM as Janet was dressing. She was feeling very good about things, better than she had felt in some time. Her outfit reflected her mood. A Valentino red power suit and Roland Mouret black kid stilettos. It was a chilly day and the mink once more came in very handy.
Fortunately for Janet, the meeting called for her full attention and she was not distracted in any way thinking of Willie or Elizabetta. It had been a whirlwind visit for Janet, combining work and personal affairs. The limousine was waiting to take her on the short drive to Teterboro Airport in nearby New Jersey. Within a few minutes, she was relaxing on the plane as it headed quickly west. Being the sole passenger on the Gulfstream jet, she dropped down to her lingerie and took advantage of the bed and slept for 3 hours on the flight home.
Landing at Boeing Field instead of Sea-Tac was also much easier for Janet. Once more, her secretary had done the usual consummate job and the limousine was waiting for her at the terminal. It was not until Janet rode through town that she became anxious pondering what would be waiting for her at home.
Willie was waiting at the door when Janet's limousine pulled in the driveway. It was a chilly and damp day in Seattle, but that did not keep Willie from coming out on the front step to greet Janet. Willie's greeting was all the more impressive when Janet saw that Willie had gone to great lengths to look her best.
Willie had spent the day preparing for Janet's arrival. Her hair nails and makeup were perfect. In all the maelstrom of chaos Willie had brought to her life, Janet had forgotten how very beautiful her wife had become. Janet's reaction to seeing her was profound. It was passionate, lustful and animalistic. Seeing Willie for the first time since Janet had sealed her fate was an erotic rush that she had not felt since the first injection. In that moment, chaos aside, Janet knew she would take Willie tonight.
Janet admired her as they walked in the house. She was wearing a black silk Gucci dress with a low back. And Janet always marveled seeing Willie handle 5-inch stilettos with such grace. Janet's libido was surging and when Willie turned towards her after closing the door when the driver exited, Janet took Willie in her arms and kissed her passionately, her hands running all over the smooth fabric of the couture dress.
"Oh my darling, I can see how much you have missed me."
"Yes, Janet. Since you called yesterday, I could not stop myself from preparing for you. I want to be perfect for you, in every way."
"You are my sweet Willie, you are."
She wanted to take Willie down right there, but she knew that it could wait. Janet wanted to enjoy the passion, especially when it was drawn out and intensified over a romantic dinner.
"Willie, why don't you make us a couple of martinis while I go upstairs and change? I had thought I'd wear this suit out to dinner, but I will obviously need to change into something much more appropriate given how beautiful you look, my dear."
Almost in tears, Willie sighed
"Thank you, Janet. It is so good to have you home."
After setting her things in their bedroom, Janet needed to spend some time with Willie outside of the house. She was not ready to deal with her shit just yet. And now having arranged for her death, she could not even look her in the eye. So while the limousine waited, Janet made arrangements for dinner at the Metropolitan Café, a fabulous Seattle steakhouse.
Janet was distant during dinner; she was unable to engage Willie in anything but the most superficial conversation. Willie was more at ease, just grateful to have Janet back. The way Janet had left town, Willie had feared that she would not see her again. Willie was now willing to accept just about anything - but certainly her death was not on that list.
As dinner progressed, Janet did not shy away from the martinis or the wine. The liquor quashed her inhibitions and drove her libido. It was causing her to dismiss her wife as anything more than a sex object. Janet could not wait to get Willie alone.
When they stepped outside and waited for the car, the wind was icy. Standing there with the wind whipping around her body and watching it blow Willie's hair was just enough to remind Janet of what she wanted to do to her wife when they returned home.
When they arrived back on Queen Anne, Janet watched Willie walk up to the door and savored the movement of her hips. But when Willie turned and met her at the door with a hug, Janet's lust was tinged with disgust. Janet no longer saw Willie as her lover and partner; Willie had been degraded to some form of parasite that clung to her like Velcro. Willie tired to kiss her, but Janet deflected her. While Janet held Willie lightly, she bit her neck fiercely, which always made Willie swoon.
Janet grabbed Willie's ass and squeezed firmly. As Willie responded, Janet pulled up the hem of Willie's tight dress and drove her hand over Willie's thong and teased the opening with her finger. A moment later Janet released her bite as her reached down the front of Willie's dress and wrestled a breast out of Willie's bra. Giving no thought to her wife, Janet sucked it once before teething the nipple. She told Willie to come upstairs and wait outside the bedroom while she changed. To punctuate her instructions and drive Willie's passion even higher, Janet rammed her finger into Willie's ass and held it there. Willie yelped in surprise.
At the base of the stairs, Janet spun Willie sharply to face her and whispered in her ear; "I am going to make my girl cum like she hasn't in a long time." Janet grabbed her breast firmly as she moved her finger inside her. "See you in the bedroom," She followed it with another pat on Willie's ass as she turned and walked up the stairs.
Willie was speechless, excited and speechless. Straightening her clothes, she followed Janet up the stairs but was rebuffed when Janet closed and locked the bathroom door before she could follow her in. She called to Janet, "Do you want me to change?"
"No!" Janet replied, gritting her teeth, "I want to undress you myself." Willie retired to the bedroom and checked herself in the mirror, waiting for what she hoped would be a spectacular resumption of their sex lives.
After some time, Janet emerged from the bathroom dressed in a long dark blue brocade corset that came down to the top of her thighs, a matching thong, black stockings attached to the six suspenders and knee high black kid leather boots with stiletto heels. If Willie were not already wet from her own imaginings and the erotic molesting downstairs, she was now.
Willie had seen Janet in some incredible outfits, but never anything quite like this. Janet's image fostered a brief wish that there had been a whip in Janet's hand. Maybe Janet would use the cuffs? As Willie enjoyed all these thoughts and images, Janet took Willie's hand and led her over to one corner of the bed and pushed her back up against the thick wooden post. Willie was almost cumming just imagining how Janet could use the post and the bondage. How much Willie would enjoy this if only Janet would only try.
But instead of tying Willie to the bedpost, Janet began removing her clothing, randomly kissing the flesh as it was exposed. Janet lifted the dress over Willie's head that she had nearly torn off, kissing Willie's shoulders as she slid the sleeves down her arms and off. Janet pressed against her back and reached under the garter belt to pull down her panties. Janet went down on one knee, reached up and unclipped her stockings from the garters then began rolling them down.
"Janet....?"
"Shhhh, no talking," Janet whispered.
"Don't talk or I will lose it right here," thought Janet. The sound of Willie's voice, even now, put her on edge. She pulled off Willie's stilettos, and then replaced them after removing the stockings.
Janet stood up, reached around and undid Willie's bra. She pulled it back sharply and reattached it behind the post, pinning Willie against the post. Then Janet repeated the process with Willie's garter belt. Janet backed away and admired Willie standing there naked except for her bra and garter belt. She pulled the bench from the foot of the bed over in front of Willie and took a seat to relax for a moment and enjoy the view.
"Now what would you like me to do with you, darling? There are so many ways to make you feel my passion that I can't decide."
In a voice so distanced that she seemed detached, "Anything Janet. I want you to do anything you wish to me." Willie answered.
"No, this is for you my dear. Choose anything you like and I will do it for you."
Janet knew what she was going to do, but she wanted Willie to beg nonetheless. Janet was going to use the cuffs and she was going to fuck her wife everyway she could think of. Janet sat there smiling, knowing that even now Willie was unaware of what was in store for her. Willie began to squirm as she struggled with Janet's request. The helpless wife faintly smiled as she rubbed up and down against the post, reveling in her bondage.
"That's nice."
Janet reached out and slid a finger in between Willie's legs and was not at all surprised to find her to be very wet, her clit swollen and hard. Desperate for relief, Willie gasped and moved against Janet's finger as much as she could. Janet did not miss this as she furthered Willie's sexual abandon with a sensuous stroke and squeeze of Willie's swollen clit. Janet wanted her totally consumed with lust.
"Now what do you want, Willie? How do you want me to fuck you, darling?"
Janet enjoyed Willie's struggles and watched intently while touching herself and heightening her excitement.
Her voice raspy and ragged, Willie blurted out. "I want to be bound, Janet. I want to be tied up tight. I want you to fuck me. Please tie me up Janet!"
Janet stood and kissed Willie on the cheek then went to the bedside table. She pulled out the cuffs, some lube and the assorted dildos and vibrators. She cuffed Willie's wrists and clipped them together behind the bedpost. Janet added two-inch leather belts at the small of Willie's waist and one more just above her knees. She pulled them very tight. You could see the tight leather indenting Willie's flesh. Janet was not terribly concerned about any pain or discomfort the strict bondage might cause.
Wearing nothing more lingerie and an assortment of belts tightly wrapped around her body, Willie was a sight to behold.
In an almost mocking voice, Janet teased, "How's is that, darling? Anything else?" As Janet asked these questions she continued lightly rubbing Willie's clit just enough to build her desire. But Janet was had no intention of allowing her wife anything close to an orgasm.
Janet finished binding Willie tightly to the bedpost with a final belt around her throat. Then Janet stopped asking questions and Willie waited anxiously, dripping with a need to be fucked and most of all she needed the relief that could only come by her lover's hand.
Janet again sat on the bench taking in the result of Willie's requests.
"Now for what I want my dear Willie," she smiled. With that statement Willie's excitement peaked. She squirmed between the belts, wishing she could rub her clit on anything.
Janet brought out the lube and assorted toys over to the bench and while Willie desperately awaited the desired penetration. Janet held up and lubed a Lucite butt plug in front of Willie's face. Willie had not seen this one before. It was beautiful, glistening with the lube as Janet stroked it repeatedly as if it were someone's cock. Janet teased Willie with the sight of it for a while longer, then leaned over and whispered in her ear.
"You want me to put this in your ass, don't you Willie?"
"Yes....please!"
"You want me to fuck you like I would fuck a man?"
Willie winced and stiffened.
"I fucked William that way, and he loved it. And so did I"
Willie began to cry, she was totally defenseless.
"Oh, baby, don't cry. I could only love William this way," As Janet cooed these words in Willie's ear she massaged her clit with the plug. "But there are so many other ways with you, Willie." With this Janet slipped the butt plug into Willie's cunt and began slowly pumping it in and out. "See? Fucking you now is so much better."
Willie fought off the hurtful memory Janet had just drudged up and gave in to the sensation of not only the hard Lucite fucking her, but the base of it hitting her clit and the end of each thrust. She felt an orgasm slowly building. Janet felt it too, and worked in and out harder and faster.
"Cum for me. Come on, Willie... you want to cum because I am fucking you just the way you like. Cum for me, girl." Janet coaxed and fucked her until finally Willie convulsed as an orgasm overtook her. As she did, Janet removed the plug and set it down.
Willie cried out to have it back, but Janet ignored her and instead pinched her nipples until the orgasm subsided. When Willie slumped a little against her bonds, Janet reinserted the plug and left it there.
As Willie watched, Janet rolled a condom down over another butt plug. A little smaller and what Willie recognized as her first training dildo with a flexible base attached to it. Janet whispered in Willie's ear.
"You want more, don't you darling?"
"Yes, Janet, yes" Willie gasped in a pleading whisper.
"Of course you do, Willie. You are SO needy, darling. You need to be fucked more and more."
Willie moaned in agreement and squirmed to move more of her body against Janet's.
Janet knelt down and pressed the tip of the cock against Willie's opening and waited briefly for Willie to relax her muscles as she had been trained to do. Sensing that release, Janet pressed harder and nudged the tip past the muscles and once past the gate, roughly pushed all of the cock into her.
"You greedy little girl. You want both at once, don't you Willie."
Willie's only answer was a moan and the widening of the opening.
"Here, baby, take it." Janet sneered.
Janet rammed the dildo in to the hilt with one thrust. As Willie whimpered she began thrusting harder and harder, going as deep as it would reach each time. Soon Willie's whimpering turned to moaning and panting. Another orgasm was building. Janet continued jamming the dildo in, but reached for the other plug with her free hand and wiggled it inside Willie's cunt rubbing hard against her clit. Almost instantly Willie began bucking against them and her bindings, her orgasm was going to be much stronger this time. Janet removed the Lucite plug and forced her hand into the void. She could feel Willie's muscles clamping down on her wrist and as they relaxed for a second, she moved her hand deeper till it could go no further.
And now the commands to orgasm for her came again and Willie complied. But in the height of the orgasm, once again Janet withdrew and left Willie empty, begging to be filled again. Janet worked on Willie's clit to keep the spasms going until at last Willie was spent. Her strength drained, the belts alone were literally holding her up against the bedpost.
Janet bent over and first loosened then removed the belts around Willie's legs and helped her slide down the bedpost until she rested on her knees.
"I think we both need a break my dear Willie. I know I do."
Willie raised her head and opened her eyes to see Janet removing her thong. As much as she wanted to, Willie couldn't quite tilt her head far enough back to suck Janet's clit even though Janet was holding her pelvis at the right height. The angles were just not workable.
Janet tapped the inside of Willie's knees with her boot.
"I think if you spread your legs farther you will be low enough my dear." Janet turned around and bent over revealing herself. She grabbed her ankles offering Willie an irresistible target. Now quite motivated, Willie opened her legs wide and lowered her body until she was at a height she could reach Janet's up-tilted clit. Willie went at Janet hungrily sucking and licking like she was a starving infant feeding from her mother's breast. Janet came quickly. She had been approaching it every time Willie spasmed. Janet backed into Willie's face harder and pinned her against the bedpost. Janet wriggled and pushed so hard against Willie's face. As Janet suddenly pulled away, Willie was licking around her mouth trying to get more of the taste. Janet reached over and picked up the butt plug that had inadvertently slipped out of Willie.
"Let's do it again, since you are so ready for me down there." Janet said as she reached under Willie to insert the cold Lucite again. Willie wished she could just sit down and ride the plug.
Janet reached under Willie and rammed the dildo/plug back into her cunt with one swift motion. Willie jumped and yelped as it was not a comfortable penetration, but relaxed quickly once it was in and waited for Janet to start fucking her again with them. Instead, Janet grasped Willie's breasts firmly and began to squeeze her nipples tightly. Janet pulled Willie back up to a standing position by her nipples. Janet removed all of the belts except one tightly pulled around Willie's waist.
Willie focused on the dual penetration while anxiously waiting for Janet to continue. Enjoying Willie's struggles, Janet tugs Willie again and again, causing the toys inside her to move in and out ever so slightly, especially the Lucite base of the dildo in her cunt pushing repeatedly on her clit. As expected, even this subtle motion begins to take its effect on the captive Willie. Her moans grow more frequent and louder until Janet decides she is ready for more.
Janet turns her wife around and then tightly secures her to the bedpost making certain her cunt is pressing as tight as possible against the post and she is unable to move. Willie can only imagine what is being done to her since she is unable to see what Janet is doing behind her. Janet is delighted to see Willie writhing helplessly against the post, trying desperately to stimulate herself with only marginal success.
"Ah, baby still needs her fucking, doesn't she?" coos Janet.
A barely audible 'yes' escapes between Willie's moans.
Janet reached around and squeezed a bared nipple. "Don't worry, baby girl, you are going to get everything you need." She squeezed the other nipple while biting Willie hard on the neck.
"You to be well fucked all night after all my neglect."
Janet continues squeezing the second nipple. Even this has Willie moaning and trying to flex her pelvis again the post. "I am so lucky to have such a hungry girl.", she hisses.
"Please fuck me Janet." Willie whispers softly.
"Of course, darling. Whatever you ask for you will have."
Janet steps away and retrieves her harness from the nightstand. Quickly strapping the harness tightly in place, Janet slid one of her favorite cocks into place. She smiled as she stroked it, making sure it was firmly in place. Janet then retrieved another cock from the drawer, the one that Willie had jokingly called her pacifier. Janet picked up the lube and moved into position behind her wife.
In a soft loving voice, Janet encourages her wife, "Lean forward darling."
Janet smiled watching Willie struggle in her tight bonds to accommodate Janet.
"Oooh, you still hungry, aren't you Willie?"
An anguished groan accompanies another attempt by Willie to bend over to accept Janet's cock in her ass. But Janet moves out of range again. She continues to tease Willie this building her wife's anxiety and desire.
"Willie, just hold still for a minute."
Willie had no idea what that meant, but she didn't care either, she just moaned a begging 'please' and held completely still.
Janet reached down and began soothing Willie's ass with the lubricant. "To enjoy being fucked, you must be well lubricated, darling."
As Willie opened her mouth to say something, Janet quickly filled it with the 'pacifier'. Willie struggled at first but quickly adjusted and sucked on the cock with abandon.
The final step created exactly the trio of sensations Janet wished for. Janet's fucked Willie's mouth with the small dildo as she began thrusting her strap-on deep into Willie's ass. The cock in Willie's mouth was being sucked after each thrust, just as the cocks in Willie's cunt and ass were bounced against the bedpost. The sounds and contortions Willie was making were exciting Janet even more than the rhythmic action the harness was giving her clit.
She had never had so much pleasure from fucking anyone before. No matter how hard Janet thrust, Willie seemed to want more, until finally Janet herself needed more than the rubbing of the harness's base could give her. She needed heat and flesh. Willie's waves of continuous orgasms were immediately joined with Janet's.
This time though, Janet's orgasm was more explosive than usual but also over quickly. Only Willie's cries to be fucked harder and watching her writhe desperately trying to get release and satisfaction held any interest for Janet now.
"My, my! Little girl is still hungry, is she?"
"Anything Janet. I'll do anything for you................."
"Let's try this then," Janet suggested as she left the bed and went around to the bedpost.
Janet watched Willie for a minute in fascination, and then thought of another enhancement. Janet unfastened Willie's wrists and helped her grab the post on her own before retreating to the bench to enjoy the show. Willie's lust overcame any dignity that remained. Willie instantly wrapped herself tighter around the post and began slamming her toy impaled body against the pole. Janet could tell Willie was about to cum again, but didn't seem to get quite the right action to finish it.
"Here, baby, let me help. Stick that sweet ass out for me. Yes, that's it." Janet lifted her boot towards Willie and pressed the tip of her stiletto heel against the base of the cock filling Willie's cunt. Janet manipulated the Lucite plug with her heel and the dildo in Willie's ass with the toe of the boot
Willie struggled to stay up while Janet's boot massaged the two plugs deep inside her.
"Such a multi-talented girl you are," Janet exclaimed as Willie worked more and more furiously. Soon Willie was cumming like never before. When she began to come down, Janet saw to it that another climax began with the simple manipulation of her foot. Janet continued without let up until it seemed that her wife was on the verge of collapse.
Giving Willie a short time to recover, Janet released her from her bonds and smiled as her wife fell to the floor like a sack of potatoes. Janet nudged Willie onto her back and bent over the gasping crumple of woman.
"Willie, do you want to leave them in for the night or should I take them out now?"
"Mmmm leave them in, please?" Willie mumbled.
But Janet was left hungry and Willie's exhaustion was not going to deter her from her own pleasure. As Willie lay motionless on her back on the floor, Janet slipped out of the harness and lowered her pussy over and then quickly onto Willie's face, covering both her nose and mouth and cutting off her air.
"Listen well dear one. You had better work fast and pleasure me if you want to breathe. Now do not disappoint me my darling. Oh yesssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Willie drove Janet to distraction with her tongue. Whether it was from a deep wish to please Janet or a simple desire to live did not matter. Janet got what she wished for and very quickly at that. Within a few minutes, Janet collapsed on top of Willie.
After a bit of recovery, Janet needed to go to bed. The passion of the evening overwhelmed Janet. It had been some time since she had shared her bed with Willie, but she did not want her far away. She could see that Willie was in need of care and love after the fucking she had endured, so Janet decided to make an exception this night and allow Willie to share her bed. Janet helped her wife up from the floor and gently laid her down on the four-poster bed.
Before tucking her in, Janet decided to make sure that she could get a good night's rest without any possible interruptions from her soon to be departed wife. She retrieved a few stockings that were strewn around the bedroom and bound Willie tightly at the ankles and wrists. Feeling that Willie was adequately taken care of, Janet leaned over and kissed her goodnight on the forehead.
"Sleep well, Willie. I know I will thanks to your efforts tonight." Janet whispered as she turned out the light on the nightstand.
Janet slid over to Willie's side of the bed and held her until Willie's even breathing told her that she was sound asleep. Before Janet could muster the energy to move back to her side, she was also sound asleep, holding her bound wife tightly in her arms.
Over breakfast the next day, Janet showers Willie with brochures and maps getting her all excited about the trip to Switzerland. The activities the night before had done wonders to erase any doubts that Willie had about her marriage and she dove into planning for the trip without any hesitation.
Janet is able to manage her bad feelings about the failing marriage knowing that once she leaves Willie at the airport the day after tomorrow, she will never ever see her again. "The end justifies the means", Janet keeps repeating to herself.
Janet goes through the motions of planning for their trip. It is one of many deceptions planned with the ultimate goal being Willie's death. The next two days are filled with shopping, manicures, haircuts, packing, unpacking and repacking. Willie has all but forgotten her fear of their marriage dissolving. She is a willing participant in all the preparations.
On the day of departure, the two women dress up in the finest business attire. They are both anxious, but for totally different reasons. Over the past few days, Willie has reconciled her concerns about her life based upon Janet's planning this trip as well as their passion. Once more, it seemed to her that they were the happy couple, each satisfied with what life held for them. Willie truly believed they once more had a future, a long and fulfilling future. Janet had succeeded in making Willie believe that things were working out. Otherwise, she never could have convinced Willie to take this trip, this one-way trip.
Drinking in the morning would have been obvious, so Janet discreetly popped a Xanax to relieve her anxiety and to relax. If Willie saw that she was anxious, Willie might suspect that something was afoot and perhaps back out of the trip.
On the flight from Seattle to JFK, the two women talked about what they were going to do in Switzerland and some of the places they were going to visit afterwards. Janet found herself becoming incredibly aroused as she knowingly deceived Willie into thinking that all of these things were actually going to happen when she knew quite certainly that within a week, the woman sitting next to her on this flight would be dead.
Their plane arrives on time in New York and they retire to the private lounge for international first-class travelers. Even the Xanax could not relax Janet now as the time to spring her plan was upon them.
After they relaxed in the comfortable lounge, Janet excused herself to check her messages online and call into the office. Once out of Willie's sight, Janet became very anxious. She reminded herself that there were no other options available she had to do this. Sitting in the glass-walled office cubicle, Janet reflected on the last few days that seemed so much better. Janet's mind was clouded thinking that perhaps there might be a way to make this work.
Providence has a way of revealing itself, even at the most difficult times. At this moment when Janet was reconsidering her decision to have Willie killed, there was a commotion outside the small cubicle. Janet got up from her chair and found Willie in the narrow hallway knocking on each of the office doors in a panic trying to find her.
When Willie saw Janet in the hallway, Willie dropped to her knees, cupped her face in her hands and began sobbing. Janet rushed over to her wife, helped her to her feet and escorted her into the small cubicle where she had been working. Janet sat her down, offered her a glass of water and then spoke to her.
"Willie, what is the matter? What is going on here?"
Willie could not stop sobbing. At the moment that Janet was actually reconsidering her decision to kill her wife, Willie went to great lengths to remind Janet exactly why she must get this woman of out her life.
Janet helped Willie with a glass of water, and as the shaken woman sipped, any of the lingering doubts that Janet had just been debating were erased. Willie would be getting on the evening flight to Zurich alone.
The concierge wisely offered the couple a larger private room. Janet held Willie tightly as they sat on a couch. Willie slowly began to calm down. As she held Willie, Janet thought how close Willie had come to being spared. There would be no turning back now.
As she calmed down, Willie explained to Janet that she had nodded off in the waiting area while Janet was busy in the work suites. When she woke up to see Janet gone, she panicked. As Janet comforted Willie, she realized this was going to make breaking the news to Willie quite a bit more difficult. But the plans were in place and Janet was determined to see them through.
Janet realizes that she best medicate Willie to allow the plan to go through. Without some form of medical assistance, it would be impossible to calm her down enough to send her off alone. Willie did not resist when Janet offered her one of her Xanax. As difficult as it was for Janet, she went to great lengths to comfort and reassure Willie. It was time to spring the plan.
Willie's back was to Janet as Janet massaged her shoulders. Janet was nervous since so much was riding on Willie's acceptance of going on alone. Willie's panic attack made it an even more daunting task for Janet to convince her. Janet spoke in warm and comforting tones.
"Willie darling, we never had a honeymoon. This trip is going to be our honeymoon, right?"
"Yes, Janet. I'm so sorry about this."
Janet leaned forward and kissed her wife on the back of the neck.
"Willie darling, it's ok. It was wrong of me to leave you alone like that. Please don't give it a thought. Now I need to ask you an important question."
Janet's heart was racing as she realized this very crucial step in her plan.
"Yes, Janet?"
"Do you love me darling?"
Willie turned to face Janet. Black streaks ran down her cheeks betraying her tears.
"Yes, Janet, with all my heart."
Willie turned to face Janet and the two women hugged warmly. Willie's grip on Janet was desperate.
Janet went on to explain that something significant had come up at the New York office that would require her to be there. Janet was delighted to see that Willie did not seem at all troubled. But Janet's relief was short lived.
"That's OK, Janet. I'm sure I could occupy myself in Manhattan while you take care of business."
It was not going to be that easy.
"No my darling. I won't consider that. I want you to go on without me and I will join you as soon as I can."
Willie was bordering on tears. Janet had to work fast.
"I already called Elizabetta at the SPA. They are expecting you tomorrow and have scheduled a series of treatments and delights that will keep you completely occupied. Before you realize it, I will be there with you. I want this for you, for us."
"But Janet, why can't I just stay here with you?"
"Darling, this work I have to attend to is going to take all of my attention and I can't be distracted worrying about you. This way, I will know that you are being well taken care of and I will join you as soon as I can.
Willie was starting to fuss. There was no room for error; Willie had to be on that plane. Janet redoubled her efforts.
"Willie, I love you. I am decided during my trip to New York last week that I was determined to make our marriage work. Our success begins with you beginning to trust me and listening to me. Darling, I need you to be on that plane this evening."
It was a masterful and inspired performance. Willie bought it. Gone were the tears and drama of earlier. Willie accepted Janet's argument. She even hugged and kissed her and told her to do what she needed to do and promised to be waiting for her at the Spa.
Holding Willie tightly, Janet reminded herself that this would be the last time she would ever see her bride - ever. Her knees almost buckled at the rush of the reality of her plan coming together.
Janet continued reassuring Willie in the remaining hour before she had to board her flight. They walk to Willie's gate and Janet said goodbye to Willie for the last time. No tearful goodbye since Janet tells Willie that she will be seeing her in just a few short days.
Janet felt like she was going to have an orgasm right there in the terminal as she watched Willie walk down the jet way to her flight. Janet's last vision of her wife would be her heading down the jet way and keeping her five-inch heels rock steady.
As Janet turned to walk away, she muttered to herself, "What a waste. We could have had such a good life if she had not turned into such a spineless freak."
Janet did not wait for the plane to leave, she was anxious to relieve herself of the lust and passion that had built up as she duped her wife to willingly get on a flight that would lead her to her death. As she relaxed in the back of the limousine for the ride to the Peninsula Hotel in New York City, she fumbled through her Blackberry to find the number of that model from South Africa she had slept with last week.
A call, a quick conversation and Elsa was waiting for Janet in the hotel bar when she checked in. As her wife traveled to her imminent death, Janet was reveling in the love and delight of this lovely woman in her suite. When Janet woke the next morning, the first thought in her mind was that Willie had landed in Zurich hours ago and was probably already at the Spa.
As the two women enjoyed breakfast and more of each other, Janet received a text message from Elizabetta that Willie had indeed arrived and was getting settled into her quarters.
Willie managed herself well during the flight. The sedative that Janet gave her worked wonders. A lovely woman holding up a small sign with her name on it just outside of customs greeted Willie. Her name was Karla. She was dressed in a kind of uniform, but with stiletto heels and short kid gloves. In her best halting English, Karla escorted Willie out of the terminal to the waiting limousine while a bellhop retrieved her bags.
The drive to the Spa took about two hours and traveled along a magnificent route with snow-capped mountains, lush green forests and crystal lakes. There was not much conversation given Karla's perceived poor English (like most Swiss, Karla was fluent in English, Spanish, French and Italian, but she disliked forcing conversation with the uber-rich clientele of the Spa).
As they drove up the long narrow drive to the Spa, Willie was speechless at the beauty of the luxurious facility that opened up to her from behind the cloak of a thick forest.
A series of low wooden buildings with a backdrop of snow covered mountains. The vista was spectacular. Seeing her temporary home, Willie felt foolish for making such a fuss with Janet at the airport. Willie sunk into the soft leather seat of the limo as it pulled up into the courtyard and two women approached.
Elizabetta welcomed Willie in a very warm and gracious manner, hugging and kissing her as though they were long-lost friends. Elizabetta merely transferred the passion that she had for Janet onto Willie and it helped feed her charade. Willie was unaware of any such connection and accepted Elizabetta's greeting as sincere and relaxed further as a result.
It was past noon local time, but Willie was staggered by the nine-hour time difference between Switzerland and Seattle. Elizabetta was well aware of the effects of jet lag and ordered Willie's things brought to her suite and then no calls to her until later that day. She didn't want to lose time to Willie's fatigue. There would be no detours in her plan, none.
Elizabetta planned to have at least three days to play with her latest victim. Given her relationship with Janet, Elizabetta was going to enjoy this kill more than most. She had decided to allow her time to adjust and would begin the dance in earnest the next day.
As Willie settled in her room, Elizabetta sent the message to Janet that her wife had arrived safely. Willie was stunned by the elegance of the room. It reminded her of the wonderful surroundings that she shared with Janet on their wedding night.
As Janet occupied herself with work, shopping and Elsa in New York, Elizabetta was able to keep Willie focused on the regimen at the Spa. Keeping Willie occupied meant there was no time for her to wonder when Janet was going to join her. Elizabetta loved the dance; it excited her like nothing else short of the kill.
The day that Janet was supposed to leave for Switzerland, she left a message for Willie with the receptionist at the Spa saying that she cannot come because of business obligations - just as she had worked out with Elizabetta in advance. To console her wife, Janet promises an entire week at her beach house on Long Island when Willie returns - knowing that is a promise that will never be called in.
While she sleeps, the note is slipped under the door to Willie's room so she does not see it until the next morning. The news sends Willie into the depths of depression. She spends the next two days in her room, not leaving - even for meals. Elizabetta knew she would be upset, but not this badly.
Willie was beside herself. Without Janet, who was she? What could she do? Where would she live? All of the anxiety that had plagued her earlier came back in force. Her future was truly bleak.
Making it that much tougher for Willie was the fact that Janet had convinced her that this trip would give them the chance to work things out for themselves and they could go back to those happy days. But instead Janet was not coming and Willie saw it is a sign that things were really over for them.
Knowing well in advance what was going to happen, Elizabetta had made plans to take Willie to an elegant Casino night in town. She needed to get her out of her room to begin preparations for her death and disposal. Janet telling Willie that she was not coming was Elizabetta's cue. But seeing how badly Willie took the news, Elizabetta knew it was going to take more than a little effort on her part to get Willie out of the facility.
Elizabetta started early and brought Willie her breakfast on the big day. She needed to Given Willie's deep depression, getting her dressed and to the event was not going to be easy.
"Good morning, my darling. I see that you have not been out so I thought I would bring you some breakfast."
Barely lifting her head from the pillow, Willie acknowledged Elizabetta's presence in the room
"That really was not necessary, Elizabetta, but thank you. Would you please just put it down on the table? I'm not really very hungry."
Elizabetta put the tray on the table and went over to the window and pulled the blinds open, illuminating the room.
"Come come, my dear. You can't spend your time in here. It is a beautiful day and there is so much to do."
"Forgive me for not being a very good guest, Elizabetta, but I am not really much in the mood for anything except just heading back home day after tomorrow. As a matter of fact, I was going to ask if it would be possible for me to leave early."
"I won't hear of it my dear! I understand what has happened, but you must not allow it to interfere with your enjoyment here."
Willie forced herself up from bed and sat on the side rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
"Enjoyment? I don't think that is possible given what has happened."
"You mean about Miss Janet?"
"You know?"
"Yes, of course I know. It is a shame that she could not come as planned. I know that when she planned for the two of you to come here she was very excited about it."
"She was?"
"Yes, of course, my dear! Now get yourself out of bed and have something to eat. We are going to get ourselves beautiful today and go to the Casino tonight as planned. Now up with you!"
Seeing arguing as a losing battle and having no energy for discourse with someone as strong-willed as Elizabetta, Willie relented.
"Very well, Elizabetta. Thank you for keeping an eye out for me."
Elizabetta gave Willie a warm hug and tried to reassure her.
"Not to worry, my dear one. Things will work out, I know they will. Now please eat. You'll need your energy for our big party tonight. I'll expect to see you in the salon in an hour. No excuses."
"Thank you, Elizabetta. I'll be there."
As she turned away from Willie, Elizabetta smiled knowing full well what "things working out" meant. It meant that by tomorrow at this time, Willie would be dead.
But sometimes, even the best-laid plans hit an obstacle. Willie did make it to the salon as she promised. Her hair was done along with her nails. But once she finished there, Willie retreated back to her room.
She tried so hard to abide by Elizabetta's wishes and dress for the formal event planned at the Casino, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it. She lay on her bed sobbing.
Sensing what was going on and realizing that she would need some cooperation from Willie to complete her plans, Elizabetta intervened. She decided to help Willie dress and tell her some things that would give Elizabetta the cooperation she needed.
In her lingerie, robe and high-heeled slippers, Elizabetta knocked and entered Willie's room. Elizabetta found her once more curled up on the bed, her face pushed into a pillow to disguise her crying.
Elizabetta sat in the side of the bed, leaned over and kissed Willie while gently stroking her shoulder.
"There, there Willie. Why the tears? I'm so looking forward to showing you off tonight. You'll be the belle of the ball."
Willie lifted her head from the pillow; her eyes were red and moist with tears.
"Oh Elizabetta, would you mind terribly if I did not go tonight?"
"Oh but my dear, you must go! And besides, I have some news that will certainly cheer you up."
"You do?"
"But of course! While you were buried under the hair dryer, I spoke to your Miss Janet and she was able to change her schedule so that she could be here with you."
"She did? But she told me that it was impossible for her to get away?"
"Plans do change my dear. She told me how important it was for her to be here with you. And I agreed with her."
Willie took the bait. Elizabetta smiled knowing that she could now properly prepare Willie for her final night alive.
"Can I talk to her?"
"Quite impossible, my darling. You see, she is on a plane right now. She lands in Zurich in the morning. If you like, you can ride in the limousine to the airport to pick her up."
"Oh, Elizabetta, that would be wonderful! Thank you!"
"Very well then. You can thank me by letting me help you dress for the evening. Now come here and let me lace you into this corset."
Willie was elated. She had no reason to doubt Elizabetta's words. She felt renewed and was anxious to get dressed and go out and celebrate.
Not giving her guest any opportunity to change her mind, Elizabetta summoned her personal valet to help Willie dress. Speaking in German, the Hostess made it clear that she wanted Willie dressed and dressed quickly. The valet was at the door within minutes.
As Elizabetta watched approvingly, the valet went about her business. Looking at the Hostess for approval, the valet laced Willie tighter and tighter into the beautiful black silk brocade corset. It had the desired effect on Willie, distracting her from the depression that had consumed her over the last few days.
A sheer silk thong slid up Willie's legs then carefully attaching the Fogal stockings to the six garters dangling from the hem of the corset. Elizabetta once more barked orders at the valet to make certain the seams on the back of Willie's stockings were arrow straight.
The dress was a cascading array of black chiffon draping elegantly to the floor. Willie felt so beautiful. The gown had the exact effect on Willie that Elizabetta was looking for. The silent valet helped slide the armpit length black kid leather gloves on her arms then fastening the three black pearl buttons at each wrist. The pair of Louboutin black patent Clichy stilettos and the ranch mink coat completed her outfit. Willie was feeling elegant and quite aroused. The corset did the most wonderful job pushing her breasts up and nearly out of her dress.
With Willie prepared for her final night out, the valet worked quickly on Elizabetta. The same laced corset, stockings, black silk stilettos, diamonds, and a lethally elegant halter neck gown in brilliant red wool. It made Elizabetta feel even more empowered than usual. It was going to be a perfect night.
Elizabetta and Willie go to the Casino and the Cotillion Ball. It is a very elegant affair. Willie had a good time, buoyed by the false knowledge that as she enjoyed this elegant evening out, Janet was on a plane on her way to be with her.
As the evening's festivities drew to a close, the excitement within Elizabetta builds. She never shared the details of her little enterprise with Janet, and Janet was wise not to ask. But this was not so much a business for Elizabetta as it was the greatest of sexual highs. She did not need the piles of money that people paid her to relieve them of unwanted partners; she did it because she got off on it. For a true Dominatrix as Elizabetta was, this was the ultimate high. And after she had experienced it once, by mistake, she knew that anything less would leave her wanting. She had been thinking about and planning Willie's death ever since bedding down with Janet. The fact that she had bedded down the woman who ordered Willie's death made her victim's demise all the more enticing and sweet for Elizabetta. Now it was her time for pleasure, real pleasure.
Sitting together in the back seat of Elizabetta's limousine, Willie felt very aroused and vulnerable from the roller coaster of emotions, the glasses of Velve Cuquiot and the impossibly tight corset that made it difficult for her to breathe. Like a lethal spider beginning to spin her web, Elizabetta urged Willie to come closer to her.
"Come closer, darling. It is chilly back here. We can warm each other up."
Willie gladly complied and rested her head on Elizabetta's shoulder and nuzzled into the soft mink of her coat.
"There, that's much better. I told you everything would work out for you and Janet."
Lulling her victims with a false sense of security before springing the trap from which there would be no escape was of particular delight to Elizabetta. She reached out with her arm and held Willie close to her, very tightly. Willie purred at the secure feeling as she nuzzled against Elizabetta.
When Elizabetta heard Willie sigh and relax, it was the sign that Willie was ready and ripe for taking. Feeling Willie fall limp in her embrace, with her other hand, Elizabetta carefully and discreetly retrieved the moist white cloth from the box to her left. Never taking her eyes off Willie, she smiled as she realized how completely helpless and unaware her victim was to what was about to happen to her.
With great care, Elizabetta took the moist cloth in her left hand and made sure it was firmly in her grip. Then in one swift motion, before Willie would have any chance to react, Elizabetta tightened her hold of Willie with her right arm as she swung her left arm around and firmly planted the moist cloth over Willie's mouth and nose.
Overcome with shock at first, Willie quickly came to her senses and began to struggle fiercely against the assault, but it was for naught. Elizabetta was well skilled in the art of immobilizing her victims. Willie's protestations continued, just as Elizabetta hoped they would. The harder Willie struggled, and the more she breathed, the more of the immobilizing chloroform she would ingest. As had the others before her, Willie grew steadily weaker as she continued to inhale the noxious gas emanating from the soft white cloth that Elizabetta held so tightly against her face.
"Yes, that's it, my darling. Deep breaths. Take the deep breaths."
"MPGHHH!!! MPGHHHHPH!!!!!"
"Shhhh, there there, my pet. Breathe deeply. Yes, that's right. In your panic, you gasp for more air. Keep doing that my love and you will soon slip away. Yes, my darling, that's it, nice deep breaths."
Elizabetta felt Willie weaken in her arms. A fire exploded in Elizabetta's body. The initial surrender of her victim was only the first step in what was planned for Willie, but it was the most exciting one for her. To go from passion to surrender in one short moment was a narcotic rush for Elizabetta. To go from lover to victim in that briefest of times would bring her intense erotic pleasure.
In less than a minute, Willie's protestations ceased as she succumbed to the chloroform. Smiling in erotic delight at the success of her conquest, Elizabetta gently laid Willie down on the leather seat like the finest piece of Lladro china. "Such a warm smile on her face." Elizabetta thought. "She would not be quite so calm if only she knew what was in store for her."
Elizabetta smiled as she buzzed the driver. The glass divider whirred down.
"Franz, our friend is ready. Pull right up to the clinic. You know where."
"Yes, Madam"