Australian Holiday
by
beck_and_call@hotmail.com
Chapter 17: Lady Mowbray
" So. You flew all the way to Australia, just to look up an old flame.
You must still feel something for him," Lady Mowbray said.
" Yes. I suppose I do. But I came here for a holiday as well . I've not
seen any of your beautiful country," Justine replied.
"No. And if things go according to plan. This is all you're going to
see of it," thought Amanda.
But out loud she really said " I see you brought all your luggage. Does
that mean you are going to take up my offer of accommodation for a
while?"
" Yes please. If the offer is still open."
" Of course. Stay as long as you like."
" Or as long as I like," she thought.
Amanda rang a small bell. A few moments later, Madge appeared.
" Take our guest's bags up to her room."
" Yes madam."
" Justine. Do you have any valuables, passport, travelers cheques and
so on? I will put them in my personal safe if you like." Amanda asked
innocently.
" Why yes. That would be really kind of you."
She took her passport and travelers cheques from her small overnight
bag and handed them to Lady Mowbray.
"Got ya," thought Amanda.
" I'll put them in the safe right away. I'll be right back."
Amanda gave the passport and signed travelers cheques to the two girls
in the kitchen.
" Right, you two. Get the photograph blown up. Then get Sasha to find
one of her girls who looks like her, with a French accent. I am sure
Sasha will have a matching wig in the brothel. Bring her back here in a
couple of days. I'll have her clothes ready and Madge has the number of
the hire car. We'll get the same driver who brought her to take her
away. I'll book her a seat on a plane to the States. Once she gets
there, she can disappear, ditch her disguise and come back on her own
passport. The American cops will be chasing their own tails until they
get fed up."
Amanda turned to Madge who returned from upstairs.
Madge get the herbal tea ready. Bring it in straight away."
" Yes madam."
" Sorry to leave you like that. I see you have been admiring the family
portraits. That one is the Marquis. A distant relative. I have the
right to be called the Marquesa. But I prefer Lady."
Amanda sat beside Justine as Madge brought in the herbal tea.
" You must try this. I insist. It is a local aboriginal drink. It's very
restful and relaxing." Amanda rang the little silver bell, but there
was no need. The twins had been watching on the closed circuit TV and
were already on their way, carrying the necessary equipment.
" Just take off her clothes and her shoes and be careful. We need them
for her replacement."
The twins removed her shoes, vest, blouse, jeans and her silk knickers.
They then gagged her with a piece of wooden doweling. It had eyelets
screwed into each end. Pieces of cord led from the eyelets and were
tied tightly at the back of her head. The wood cut into the corners of
her mouth. She was sprawled in a leather arm chair, her legs wide
apart. A large dildo was pushed up her vagina. The twins each held an
arm above her head.
" Good." Amanda took up the Polaroid camera and snapped her.
" Okay. Put the cuffs on her wrists and ankles and put a collar on her.
I'm going to deliver this."
Jason heard a noise and then saw something pushed under his door. He
struggled to his feet. After some frustration, he managed to turn the
Polaroid over with his toes.
" My god! They've got Justine."
The shock was almost physical. He felt a great depression. The cruel
way she was gagged showed that she was in for a terrible time. Even
worse, they could use her to torment him.
Justine awoke to find herself tightly hog-tied and still gagged with the
wooden bit. She lay on her side, on a mattress. Amanda was kneeling
beside her, running her hands through her soft, silky hair. It was a
very sensuous feeling. Justine's big brown doe eyes were shining with
tears.
