THE DRIVE IN
Our imposter had her mascara lined eyes firmly fixed on the road ahead……..
She found this driving phenomenon rather easy……..in its basics at least………she did not want to become overly confident and end up in the side of a ditch…….or hit a pothole and veer off…..she had hit a rather deep hole already, the suspension did not half give a bang…….she hoped that she had not damaged the car…….it seemed to be running okay at the moment……..
Touch wood as the saying went…….
Or even worse, rear end anyone…..she was taking her time…….
Officially she held a driving license…….but she herself and never taken a test……in fact she had never received any lessons either……
The real owner of the car had done all that……..
She kept to the speed limit and gave other drivers plenty of space…….
She was driving Julia Ward’s small car
A Fiat 500, Cordolo Red……..a deep red, a bit similar in shade to the lipstick that the currently indisposed woman favored………….
A small car indeed……….a two door hatchback………..there was not much room in the back…….it had been a tight squeeze getting the unconscious woman stuffed in the back the previous night…….
Yet again, it was modern and comfortable…..and more importantly it had an automatic transmission…….there was none of that manual gearbox changing that was only successful with lots of practice…….
The route navigation device was once again a godsend …….….it had been dark on her previous journey, she was still unsure on how to get back to ‘Greenbriers’…….this time instead of ‘Home’…….she had selected ‘Work’………and there it was……..a route to her new job
The weather was still holding………although the morning was still rather gray and gloomy……..she had turned the cars headlights on………not to see, but to be seen…………
Accidents caused questions………..and questions she did not need any time soon
She peered ahead…………eyes straining…………...the road being lined by deep forest……….the foliage and canopies whizzed by……….
A car traveling in the opposite direction flashed its headlights………….or main beams………..continuously
The action startled her for a moment……..
‘Fucker’ she hissed……….she thought the other driver was being a clown……..
But what she was ignorant of was that other driver was trying to be helpful………
The driver had signaled the unofficial warning that there was Police up ahead…….
She drove on……..unaware
Eventually she saw them……..a Police Patrol car……….and a motorcycle………roof top emergency lights all flashing blue……there were bright orange cones on the road………
There were two cars stopped in front of her……probably similar traffic heading to Greenbriers……they were not that far away from the institution………..the navigation device showed that……a pin marked its front gate…….
She slowed down and finally braked to a halt
She waited in line………..
A Policeman was at the driver’s door of the second car in front of her……..
No need to panic she kept telling herself…….she was just Julia Ward……..going to work…….a normal woman……...that’s all………
They were not looking for her……..they were looking for someone else………someone who looked and dressed completely different……which in fact she now was…….outwardly she was a different girl…….
Plus she was going the wrong way…….she was heading back to her own prison……..she thought by escaping and hiding out in the complex that had incarcerated her rather clever……..
She would show them all………
She would be right under their noses………….but could they sniff her out
She waited patiently…….
The car at the front appeared to be cleared……..the Police were working in pairs…….there were four of them…………
Two males…………and two females
A Police motorcyclist was on his bike…….white helmet on, ready to pursue or respond…..whatever arose first…….by the riders build in the heavy leathers, and lime green Hi Vis vest the rider was a man…….
She saw one of the females, the one serving her line of vehicles……..
She wore baseball type cap with a black and white chequered band…..
She was small and thin, at a distance well shaped……….hard to tell up close and getting her kit off……….she looked rather bulky under the black jacket and lime green utility vest with its radio and gadgets……..
She black/blue cargo pants and military style boots…….
The cop had a pretty enough face…….her face looked petite and cute, her lips looked too red…..put a girl in a uniform but she remains a girl……her ponytail had been looped through the back of the baseball cap……..
But it was obvious to Julia that this Police girl was too small for her……..in her clothing size that is
She was a dainty thing……….
She was of small build but well proportioned……..
Julia noted the other pair of cops……they were operating on the traffic in the other lane coming in the opposite direction……….
These vehicles were coming from the direction of Greenbriers………
Her interest picked up when she saw a lone female in one of those cars having her papers checked……..
A middle aged brunette…….Julia could see her upper body sitting in her car…….she recognized the style and the cut of the neckline of her clothes…….white………it was a uniform……
This was a nurse from Greenbriers……..going off shift, and by the look on her annoyed face she was being thoroughly grilled on who she was and where she was going……….
A male police officer was searching her boot………
Too late suckers……...and way too obvious in using a nurse to bust out……..
That only happened in the movies thought Julia……….or did it
Reluctantly she turned her attention back to her line of traffic……..
In front of her the female officer was checking the boot on the car directly ahead………
The male officer was interviewing the occupants……..
She saw the man s lips moving………..getting low and talking via the car window……..
Documents were exchanged…….
The Policewoman slammed the boot shut……….
Julia Ward had had a good peak at her arse as the girl had bent over or had leaned forward in her utility trousers….……..nice and tight under there, she saw the blue/black material stretch………..and was rewarded with the outline of well formed and pert buttocks…….she was a nice and small package that one…….
The girl cop was definitely worth a squeeze given the chance………..
But that was not to be……..her loins were tingling again………her crotch maybe a little moist in her stolen knickers…….it was all this fantasizing……….all these feminine choices just going about their business…….
It was her turn next …..Thank god………….the outside world was very distracting……….
The car directly in front of them pulled away……….
Julia looked into the rear view mirror………there was now a car behind her…….she edged forward…………and was then directed to stop…………brake, her booted foot pressed down……….she selected neutral and applied the handbrake……..
Still Smiling……….she lowered the electric window……….a gust of cold air hit her in the face………
Bloody English weather she thought……..it’s always the same……….even though she was now outside and technically free there was still no sun to warm her face……..
Her body needed a little color…….
A face appeared on her right shoulder……...wearing a peaked cap……….
The male officer was young, average looking, his face rather chubby……..his face also sported a beard of sorts…….it was one of those half way attempts……..
The Police it seems were not the same men who had pursued and arrested her all those years ago……..
He lowered his face……he smelled of garlic too……..
She recoiled a little……….
Both of her red nailed hands were on the top of the small steering wheel……..
She smiled with her recently acquired red lipstick layered lips………her eye’s beamed with new mascara…….her eyelashes stark and trimmed…….her face with foundation and blusher……..
She looked radiant……fresh
And why not……….
After all, she was now the good looking younger woman with a nice hair style and great clothes……….
Driving her own car……..
How in the hell could she be fugitive they were looking for…….
That’s what out Julia wanted them think to think anyway……..
‘Good morning Madam…….destination please’ enquired the officer……..
Although he was rather scruffy looking……..and long gone were the smart tunics and the clean shaven face that she could recall ……..
But he still had that strict and authority driven way of speaking that she remembered so well……especially in those dank interview rooms being interrogated on where she had stashed so and so……..
‘Greenbriers………I work there’ she said……….her expression rather innocent
‘Driving license please Madam’ he requested
‘Sure’ she said
She reached over to her shoulder bag……..sitting there together with her short woolen trench coat on the empty passenger seat……….
She opened the leather bag……
In doing so she had arched her body over severely to her left………causing the already tight seatbelt to cut across her chest………more so than if sitting straight……..the strap cleaving her breasts apart……..digging in……causing her grey dress to get even tighter still……..showing more of the curve and the shape of her breasts, especially hers, which were quite large……..the outline of her bra cups once hidden beneath the grey fabric now became highly visible……..
The dress now being pulled one way revealed on her right shoulder a grey bra strap………
Most men seeing this outlined view of a set of breasts usually wished they could be that seat belt…….
She also lifted her black stockinged legs……after all; the car was small with limited internal space……her dress lifted……..showing more of the black nylon on her upper leg…….maybe her sexy boots…..
She hoped that the Policeman was getting a good show all round……
She was being deliberate in her movements……..
If he was full blooded and normal he would be………and would therefore be very distracted…….his questions not that too deep and searching……
She delved into her bag………delaying the action further………
Until finally she decided that he had plenty of time to fantasize about her black clad thighs and was only thinking about fucking her brains out………..then she produced her purse………
She passed him the photo card with her details……….at the same time looking up directly at him……..blinking her eyes with that lovely and trusting face
It had worked……
The young man was licking his lips…….his eyes focused……he had got an eyeful alright……..
He hardly looked at the photo on the driving license…….just as well…….because it was not compatible to the woman who had presented it……….the woman in the photo looked much younger………if one was observant enough one could discern that it was not the same person…….
For instance, the shape of the mouth
The woman in the car had thin lips, the young woman on the driving license had been blessed with full rounded lips………she had noticed this when gagging her…….the differing lips made the lower face of both women slightly different……
It was not much…….but it could be enough to get her caught……..
But the young copper could now only see great tits……and legs……..and a good looking woman…….
He read the name on the card
‘Julia Ward’
‘Yes….that’s me’ she said in a jaunty tone……
He read the address………..looked again
‘It’s says here Leicester…..bit far away aren’t you’
‘I moved to the Grange…….the new estate…..number 3…….new job…….it’s my second day’
‘Okay’ he said…..thinking things through
‘Strange to the area then’ he enquired further
‘Yes….that’s right…….nice enough though’ she said pleasantly……..
The female officer chipped in ‘Pop the boot, please’…..she was standing at the back of the Fiat……….there were four cars behind them now…….the morning traffic was building up…..
‘I wouldn’t like to be late officer’ blinking her eyelashes…….’Blot my record so soon’
The female cop raised her voice ‘Can you please open the boot Madam’……….sounding very authoritive…….rude in fact……probably reacting to her partner’s interest and hesitation in another woman…….
Jealous cow thought Julia………given the chance I would have you in that boot…..all nice and tight she thought……….
‘Sorry’ was all she said………meekly………she found that catch and released it
She heard and felt the hatch being lifted………
The male enquired ‘You haven’t seen or stopped for someone hitchhiking’
‘No’
‘Seen anyone acting suspicious or in distress’
‘No’
‘Seen this person’ he displayed a laminated photograph of her………before her current make over and again looking very rough and wild in appearance……..
‘God no’ was all she could say….and say it well too
Julia felt the boot slamming down……..
‘All Clear’………….said his female partner
‘Thank you for your cooperation……..there’s an escaped patient on the loose…..may be dangerous’ he said……sounding rather impervious to the threat………
‘Yes……I heard something on the television this morning’ she said ‘will I be okay driving on this road’ sounding like a typical damsel that needed assistance…….
Men liked that sort of thing……..
‘You should be fine Madam…..just don’t stop for anyone on the way…..just get to where you are going’
‘I will and thank you both’
The female policewoman said nothing…..there were six cars now and a van…….
‘Have a safe journey…..move along please’
‘Thank You’
She placed her driving license back into the purse and thereafter her bag
Up came the window………she selected Drive……….released the handbrake and slowly drove through the vehicle check point……..
Just avoiding in time to knock over an orange cone………
LOCKED DOORS
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This is another excellent section, I'm very intrigued! 
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GREENBRIERS – DAY 1 – THE RETURN
She drove up to the main gate……..
The forest on either side of the road had gently thinned out until suddenly the main gate of the Greenbriers Institution was before her…….
She had to admit it…..seeing that place again gave her a pain in the chest………
She breathed in hard…..it was now or never………
She had passed signs coming in……warning travelers not to pick up hitchhikers……….
Good advice in general………but rather redundant in her case…….and anyway, she had not been a hitchhiker………she had been a hijacker……..and an abductor……..two in one………..
There were three cars in front of her own Fiat……..
Well……..Goodness me she thought……….now aren’t they all looking a little more industrious…..…..
These guards looked quite different……..not the lazy bastards they had on duty that night she had just drove out just wearing Ward’s overcoat………with her stuffed in the boot…….
They were making thorough checks……..they were alert…..scanning for mischief
She waited in line……….eventually her turn came…..
Again the electric window came down………..
She was greeted with a fitter looking man in a ‘Zeus Security’ uniform jacket……..he had a electronic clipboard……..that was new from yesterday evening
‘Morning ID please’
‘Morning…….Sure’ again she reached over to the bag……..less of a show this time…….but still, she could still sense that her tits were being ogled and stared at……..
Men are men……mostly
She produced the ID swipe card with its blue lanyard……….again, the photo on the card was not a perfect fit, but better……the real Julia Ward looked older in it……..and therefore closer in appearance to her impersonator……
The guard swiped the card………..it beeped
‘Ms Ward’ he said
‘Yes Human resources, new employ………under Veronica Blake’
‘Any problems with your journey Madam’ he said…..very serious this one…..he sounded professional…….it appeared ‘Zeus Security’ had changed some of their staff……..
‘None….I had a police check about a mile back’ she said
‘Okay…..pop the boot please’ he ordered
He looked through the tinted glass windows of the rear……..as the boot popped another male guard…….she noticed now……..they were all male……..there had been a female guard on duty as well when she had escaped………this second male checked the boot……while the first just watched her……
Of course they found nothing…..if the crew yesterday evening had done their job as per post orders they would have found something……..
Like the unconscious real Ward woman stuffed and packed awkwardly inside…………
Finally she had the all clear to proceed………….
She followed the internal road to the large employee car par………
Greenbriers had a name that conjured up images of manicured lawns and shrubbery, artificial trout ponds with patients sitting on benches enjoying the peace and calm of their respective recovery……..immaculately uniformed and pretty nurses wheeling their charges around in chairs, smiling all the time……..…it had a mansion name associated with the old American Deep South…….or maybe an old estate in leafy Surrey………
Its main entrance being a high stepped and old grand columned house……
The real Greenbriers was no such thing……..
It was a private run for profit affair……built of cold white painted concrete and steel………..surrounded by chain link fences topped with razor wire and high walls…….
Although isolated and surrounded by forest and thick woods……..the institution was far from being a world unto itself………
The local communities staffed it; local business supported it…….
The installation was heavily compartmentalized………the medical wings, treatment rooms, patient dormitories and living space and the hospital administration formed the hub……it was heavily fortified……surrounded by wire, cameras and walls
All the other support building’s branched out like a ring…….connected by a few access roads and air bridges like spokes on a wheel……..
It was a self contained small town with its buildings for transport, catering, laundry, maintenance and general administration……..and so forth
She was now herself heading towards the general administration building…...a modern concrete and glass affair……..this was where Human Resources was based……
She had parked the car near to where Ward had parked it the morning before…..
The only difference being that this morning a different woman had got out……….albeit wearing some of her clothes……
The new Julia stood outside the passenger door which was open…….
She was putting her wool coat on over her new dress……..she buttoned and belted up………..after all……it was a drab and chilly day
She had immediately become aware on leaving the warmth of the car that her nipples had become pert and erect under her stolen bra……the thin dress being no protection against the chill of the wind……..her rounded teats chafed on the soft grey fabric, and would do so until her body became warmer………..
She was equally aware that another woman’s nipples were intended and had been in this brassiere……..and she felt very comfortable in the fact of knowing……….she felt very illicit and excited by being in another woman’s clothes……….and the very idea that total strangers would be ignorant of this morally deficient fact made her loins ache……..
Her Machiavellian secret gave her constant sexual butterflies within her flat stomach………
She swung her bag over her shoulder……taking the small black umbrella with her……..
She pressed the fob……..the car beeped…..its orange indicators flashed as the car locked……..
Here we go she thought………
‘She was walking in the shoes of another’ as the saying went…….….literally
She set a fast pace……..she wanted to get indoors…….rain was definitely coming…..…the clouds looked menacing and black to the South……..
She cut a stylish figure wearing her short trendy black trench coat, the short grey dress….....her legs in black tights and narrow calf heeled knee boots……….she looked and walked with confidence……..with her bag over her shoulder……..the wind blew her hair over her eyes, she used her nail polished fingers to swipe the offending hair away…..…….
She had been very fortunate indeed that the real Julia Ward was a natty dresser……….
Her hair blew in the cold breeze…….
She looked and behaved like she belonged there……..
Just another professional female going to her office……..
There were other employees converging on the main staff entrance……..she blended in with those people……….
She had Ward’s swipe card in her coat pocket……..
As she approached the white double doors she held back………
There were two guards outside, both males…….both pretending to scrutinize all the staff on entry and exit……..in reality they were eyeing up the posh office female tottie
She wanted to watch what the others did……..
There were two men in long coats and suits……….in front of her
They were talking……..not loudly but enough to be heard……….
One was young…..the other not so……
She drove up to the main gate……..
The forest on either side of the road had gently thinned out until suddenly the main gate of the Greenbriers Institution was before her…….
She had to admit it…..seeing that place again gave her a pain in the chest………
She breathed in hard…..it was now or never………
She had passed signs coming in……warning travelers not to pick up hitchhikers……….
Good advice in general………but rather redundant in her case…….and anyway, she had not been a hitchhiker………she had been a hijacker……..and an abductor……..two in one………..
There were three cars in front of her own Fiat……..
Well……..Goodness me she thought……….now aren’t they all looking a little more industrious…..…..
These guards looked quite different……..not the lazy bastards they had on duty that night she had just drove out just wearing Ward’s overcoat………with her stuffed in the boot…….
They were making thorough checks……..they were alert…..scanning for mischief
She waited in line……….eventually her turn came…..
Again the electric window came down………..
She was greeted with a fitter looking man in a ‘Zeus Security’ uniform jacket……..he had a electronic clipboard……..that was new from yesterday evening
‘Morning ID please’
‘Morning…….Sure’ again she reached over to the bag……..less of a show this time…….but still, she could still sense that her tits were being ogled and stared at……..
Men are men……mostly
She produced the ID swipe card with its blue lanyard……….again, the photo on the card was not a perfect fit, but better……the real Julia Ward looked older in it……..and therefore closer in appearance to her impersonator……
The guard swiped the card………..it beeped
‘Ms Ward’ he said
‘Yes Human resources, new employ………under Veronica Blake’
‘Any problems with your journey Madam’ he said…..very serious this one…..he sounded professional…….it appeared ‘Zeus Security’ had changed some of their staff……..
‘None….I had a police check about a mile back’ she said
‘Okay…..pop the boot please’ he ordered
He looked through the tinted glass windows of the rear……..as the boot popped another male guard…….she noticed now……..they were all male……..there had been a female guard on duty as well when she had escaped………this second male checked the boot……while the first just watched her……
Of course they found nothing…..if the crew yesterday evening had done their job as per post orders they would have found something……..
Like the unconscious real Ward woman stuffed and packed awkwardly inside…………
Finally she had the all clear to proceed………….
She followed the internal road to the large employee car par………
Greenbriers had a name that conjured up images of manicured lawns and shrubbery, artificial trout ponds with patients sitting on benches enjoying the peace and calm of their respective recovery……..immaculately uniformed and pretty nurses wheeling their charges around in chairs, smiling all the time……..…it had a mansion name associated with the old American Deep South…….or maybe an old estate in leafy Surrey………
Its main entrance being a high stepped and old grand columned house……
The real Greenbriers was no such thing……..
It was a private run for profit affair……built of cold white painted concrete and steel………..surrounded by chain link fences topped with razor wire and high walls…….
Although isolated and surrounded by forest and thick woods……..the institution was far from being a world unto itself………
The local communities staffed it; local business supported it…….
The installation was heavily compartmentalized………the medical wings, treatment rooms, patient dormitories and living space and the hospital administration formed the hub……it was heavily fortified……surrounded by wire, cameras and walls
All the other support building’s branched out like a ring…….connected by a few access roads and air bridges like spokes on a wheel……..
It was a self contained small town with its buildings for transport, catering, laundry, maintenance and general administration……..and so forth
She was now herself heading towards the general administration building…...a modern concrete and glass affair……..this was where Human Resources was based……
She had parked the car near to where Ward had parked it the morning before…..
The only difference being that this morning a different woman had got out……….albeit wearing some of her clothes……
The new Julia stood outside the passenger door which was open…….
She was putting her wool coat on over her new dress……..she buttoned and belted up………..after all……it was a drab and chilly day
She had immediately become aware on leaving the warmth of the car that her nipples had become pert and erect under her stolen bra……the thin dress being no protection against the chill of the wind……..her rounded teats chafed on the soft grey fabric, and would do so until her body became warmer………..
She was equally aware that another woman’s nipples were intended and had been in this brassiere……..and she felt very comfortable in the fact of knowing……….she felt very illicit and excited by being in another woman’s clothes……….and the very idea that total strangers would be ignorant of this morally deficient fact made her loins ache……..
Her Machiavellian secret gave her constant sexual butterflies within her flat stomach………
She swung her bag over her shoulder……taking the small black umbrella with her……..
She pressed the fob……..the car beeped…..its orange indicators flashed as the car locked……..
Here we go she thought………
‘She was walking in the shoes of another’ as the saying went…….….literally
She set a fast pace……..she wanted to get indoors…….rain was definitely coming…..…the clouds looked menacing and black to the South……..
She cut a stylish figure wearing her short trendy black trench coat, the short grey dress….....her legs in black tights and narrow calf heeled knee boots……….she looked and walked with confidence……..with her bag over her shoulder……..the wind blew her hair over her eyes, she used her nail polished fingers to swipe the offending hair away…..…….
She had been very fortunate indeed that the real Julia Ward was a natty dresser……….
Her hair blew in the cold breeze…….
She looked and behaved like she belonged there……..
Just another professional female going to her office……..
There were other employees converging on the main staff entrance……..she blended in with those people……….
She had Ward’s swipe card in her coat pocket……..
As she approached the white double doors she held back………
There were two guards outside, both males…….both pretending to scrutinize all the staff on entry and exit……..in reality they were eyeing up the posh office female tottie
She wanted to watch what the others did……..
There were two men in long coats and suits……….in front of her
They were talking……..not loudly but enough to be heard……….
One was young…..the other not so……
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‘Yeah……..I heard it was the in the laundry building………she got out there’
‘Someone dropped the ball’ said the other
‘And we are paying for it with all this extra security’ said the first man
‘A bit late now……the chicken as fled the Koop’
So she had just been a chicken to these folks……..just fowl…………and also foul……. in their so called perfect and normal lives…..
Just some poor dumb and doomed animal bred to be someday consumed by a voracious society; in the meantime imprisoned behind wire……..fed on artificial and chemically laced seed to keep it quiet and happy and fat……….until its time came
But her time had not come………
They had never destroyed her brain………their experimental therapy and probing had failed………she had always known what she was and who she was………it was they who needed that constant shock treatment……...them not her…….
She had decided her own fate………
But for a long time maybe they had been right, she had been helpless…….too compliant………but that still did not take away the sting of his words
She noted a wedding band on the older man’s left hand………the one who had said it
Married eh!
She would have liked to have met his wife…….and given her a little experimental treatment and see how she would have taken to it….……..just the two of them………..all alone………
She let it ride……….hiding her anger………she had to……….
This was not the place………she had to remember constantly………she was normal
There was another woman before her……..just behind the two men
More people where converging from behind……..
Those employees also converging from the various car parking spaces……….
This one was clad in a long, dark brown wool mix coat, the nameless woman was just shorter than herself……….
She stole a few peeks……after all, the two guards were also watching them all……..with more interest than was usual
She could see black heeled shoes and tan hosiery, she was a brunette, shoulder length……….free and easy with no clips or hair bands……….
Julia could not see her face…….but like her the woman had a bag over her shoulder…….although this one was a brown canvas type……..cheaper……….much cheaper
By her outline and general appearance Julia did not recognize her from before……..
The long coat obscured her potential shape and figure……..
She watched them all use the door…….
She saw what they had all done…….it was nothing complicated……she just wanted to be natural in her movements……….no hesitation displayed………being here was to be as ordinary as possible
These people just ran their IDs through a card reader fixed to the wall……….individually logging that they had all entered the building……..their names and staff numbers……..logging the time of entry…….and would log their future exit……..the authorized times that they were to be in the building and what zones was within the electronic brain………
Our Julia’s card did the same……..nothing was flagged up as wrong………the internal brain of the machine had no reason to raise the alarm…..the woman’s name and number had logged in yesterday…..and had logged out at the appropriate time……..
Today that woman had returned………
Individually they all entered the building………..
She walked towards two lifts……her heeled boots click clacking on the white tiled floor……her gait stretching her dress as she paced…….
Within this modern wood, chrome and tiled foyer there where another two guards stationed within the foyer……..
Extra guards again………
There was a reception desk……behind whose high counter were two young women………
Both these ladies were dressed in navy blue one piece, short sleeved dress’s with a split crew neck line, hemlines just above their knees……a quasi corporate uniform of sorts ……..both were pretty with dark high backed tied up hair……..with plenty of makeup…….
Although invisible behind the reception desk, and unless they stepped out…….both ladies wore on their respective legs black/blue expensive nylons………..on their feet, shiny black high heeled court shoes………
After all, Greenbriers was a profit based organization………..it was not social or national healthcare…….it ran for profit to its shareholders…….
Somebody’s pain was someone else’s gain……….
Therefore it employed those, mainly in the sales, public relations and administration divisions accordingly, based on compliance and competence………..and equally important…….looks
It was an image based international health corporation……..
The lanyard was now over neck, she was still wearing her coat……….the card level with her breasts…….the building was warm……..but she was not that far from her new office…….
She knew the basic layout of the building from her cleaning chores whilst being a prisoner and supposed patient………dragging the mop cart around these fine walls, keeping her eyes and head low, always escorted……...watching all those fancy bitches parading around in their tight skirts and trousers…….they talked around and over her, like she did not exist……..
Now she was one of those fancy bitches…….outwardly…….
The elevator pinged and announced the chosen floor……….a posh and annoying English accent echoed in the small mirrored space……
She left the lift or elevator……….
The whole floor was outfitted as office space and individual office rooms………rank depended on the size of the office allocated……..
This whole floor was for Human Resources…………….
In the main corridor was another receptionist station with a high counter, this one was smaller than the main foyer………behind it again was another woman……..again wearing the same navy blue styled dress……..or corporate uniform
This woman………another dirty blonde was more mature, but still good looking……….with bright red rounded lips…….
Our imposter walked up to the high counter……….
Julia could see the impressive outline of the woman’s breasts under her dark blue fabric…….which was very tight on her chest, the fabric stretched in lines across her bulging tits…………no sign of any nipple flash………
Yes, she had big tits, probably turning flabby too, like her jowls, on the lower jaw line and chin……the woman must be wearing a heavy and robust bra under that dress thought our imposter……
And probably ‘Granny Knickers’………
Hang on Sweetheart thought Julia………somebody out there will still want to fuck you………other than the man you were shackled to for the last twenty five years or more……….
She knew the woman’s name already……….our Julia had seen her many times………the woman behind the high counter had never really seen her before………that was no surprise really, as a subdued and mousey Lisa Talbot…… a nut job on a dog lead……she had only emptied her rubbish bin or wiped her counter with a duster…….
A nothing in this woman’s pampered life…….
‘Morning Karen…….anything for me’ she asked
The woman looked up……..and instantly smiled……….
Her manicured nails on the desk……….
She reeked of a sweet perfume………..
‘Ah …..Morning Ms….’she paused slightly………it was the new deputy head of HR……...her name did not jump to her lips so easy……….not yet anyway
‘Ward…….let me see’
……She checked the screen monitor……her nails clicking on the keyboard………there were no alerts for Ms Ward……..
She checked her paper filing system below the desk………
‘Yes……only four envelopes, all external’ she handed over the documents……
‘Thank You’……….she took them and sauntered down the corridor all natural in her gait, pretending to inspect the envelopes………….not caring who they were really from…………..she was just pretending to be the big office executive………like she had seen on television…….
Karen was looking at her outfit………she liked that one, very sexy, skinny bitch she thought……..
They were all the same that lot………
Karen never thought that this same woman yesterday was more conservative in dress………she had never raised Karen’s interest in the same way……..she never asked herself why the change……..why the sudden fashion statement on her second day………
A man in a suit approached Karen’s station……..
‘’Good Morning Mr Waterford……….’
Ahead where two office doors, white, opaque and clouded……….like the partition walls……..one could just make out dark shades and outlines of furniture inside…….
Lots of natural light coming from an outside source……..
One door was marked ‘Veronica Blake’
The other on the right……..the office width being slightly smaller…..was marked ‘Julia Ward’
The sign with her new name looked slightly fresher, the lettering more distinctive………as if it had been recently fixed to the door
‘Someone dropped the ball’ said the other
‘And we are paying for it with all this extra security’ said the first man
‘A bit late now……the chicken as fled the Koop’
So she had just been a chicken to these folks……..just fowl…………and also foul……. in their so called perfect and normal lives…..
Just some poor dumb and doomed animal bred to be someday consumed by a voracious society; in the meantime imprisoned behind wire……..fed on artificial and chemically laced seed to keep it quiet and happy and fat……….until its time came
But her time had not come………
They had never destroyed her brain………their experimental therapy and probing had failed………she had always known what she was and who she was………it was they who needed that constant shock treatment……...them not her…….
She had decided her own fate………
But for a long time maybe they had been right, she had been helpless…….too compliant………but that still did not take away the sting of his words
She noted a wedding band on the older man’s left hand………the one who had said it
Married eh!
She would have liked to have met his wife…….and given her a little experimental treatment and see how she would have taken to it….……..just the two of them………..all alone………
She let it ride……….hiding her anger………she had to……….
This was not the place………she had to remember constantly………she was normal
There was another woman before her……..just behind the two men
More people where converging from behind……..
Those employees also converging from the various car parking spaces……….
This one was clad in a long, dark brown wool mix coat, the nameless woman was just shorter than herself……….
She stole a few peeks……after all, the two guards were also watching them all……..with more interest than was usual
She could see black heeled shoes and tan hosiery, she was a brunette, shoulder length……….free and easy with no clips or hair bands……….
Julia could not see her face…….but like her the woman had a bag over her shoulder…….although this one was a brown canvas type……..cheaper……….much cheaper
By her outline and general appearance Julia did not recognize her from before……..
The long coat obscured her potential shape and figure……..
She watched them all use the door…….
She saw what they had all done…….it was nothing complicated……she just wanted to be natural in her movements……….no hesitation displayed………being here was to be as ordinary as possible
These people just ran their IDs through a card reader fixed to the wall……….individually logging that they had all entered the building……..their names and staff numbers……..logging the time of entry…….and would log their future exit……..the authorized times that they were to be in the building and what zones was within the electronic brain………
Our Julia’s card did the same……..nothing was flagged up as wrong………the internal brain of the machine had no reason to raise the alarm…..the woman’s name and number had logged in yesterday…..and had logged out at the appropriate time……..
Today that woman had returned………
Individually they all entered the building………..
She walked towards two lifts……her heeled boots click clacking on the white tiled floor……her gait stretching her dress as she paced…….
Within this modern wood, chrome and tiled foyer there where another two guards stationed within the foyer……..
Extra guards again………
There was a reception desk……behind whose high counter were two young women………
Both these ladies were dressed in navy blue one piece, short sleeved dress’s with a split crew neck line, hemlines just above their knees……a quasi corporate uniform of sorts ……..both were pretty with dark high backed tied up hair……..with plenty of makeup…….
Although invisible behind the reception desk, and unless they stepped out…….both ladies wore on their respective legs black/blue expensive nylons………..on their feet, shiny black high heeled court shoes………
After all, Greenbriers was a profit based organization………..it was not social or national healthcare…….it ran for profit to its shareholders…….
Somebody’s pain was someone else’s gain……….
Therefore it employed those, mainly in the sales, public relations and administration divisions accordingly, based on compliance and competence………..and equally important…….looks
It was an image based international health corporation……..
The lanyard was now over neck, she was still wearing her coat……….the card level with her breasts…….the building was warm……..but she was not that far from her new office…….
She knew the basic layout of the building from her cleaning chores whilst being a prisoner and supposed patient………dragging the mop cart around these fine walls, keeping her eyes and head low, always escorted……...watching all those fancy bitches parading around in their tight skirts and trousers…….they talked around and over her, like she did not exist……..
Now she was one of those fancy bitches…….outwardly…….
The elevator pinged and announced the chosen floor……….a posh and annoying English accent echoed in the small mirrored space……
She left the lift or elevator……….
The whole floor was outfitted as office space and individual office rooms………rank depended on the size of the office allocated……..
This whole floor was for Human Resources…………….
In the main corridor was another receptionist station with a high counter, this one was smaller than the main foyer………behind it again was another woman……..again wearing the same navy blue styled dress……..or corporate uniform
This woman………another dirty blonde was more mature, but still good looking……….with bright red rounded lips…….
Our imposter walked up to the high counter……….
Julia could see the impressive outline of the woman’s breasts under her dark blue fabric…….which was very tight on her chest, the fabric stretched in lines across her bulging tits…………no sign of any nipple flash………
Yes, she had big tits, probably turning flabby too, like her jowls, on the lower jaw line and chin……the woman must be wearing a heavy and robust bra under that dress thought our imposter……
And probably ‘Granny Knickers’………
Hang on Sweetheart thought Julia………somebody out there will still want to fuck you………other than the man you were shackled to for the last twenty five years or more……….
She knew the woman’s name already……….our Julia had seen her many times………the woman behind the high counter had never really seen her before………that was no surprise really, as a subdued and mousey Lisa Talbot…… a nut job on a dog lead……she had only emptied her rubbish bin or wiped her counter with a duster…….
A nothing in this woman’s pampered life…….
‘Morning Karen…….anything for me’ she asked
The woman looked up……..and instantly smiled……….
Her manicured nails on the desk……….
She reeked of a sweet perfume………..
‘Ah …..Morning Ms….’she paused slightly………it was the new deputy head of HR……...her name did not jump to her lips so easy……….not yet anyway
‘Ward…….let me see’
……She checked the screen monitor……her nails clicking on the keyboard………there were no alerts for Ms Ward……..
She checked her paper filing system below the desk………
‘Yes……only four envelopes, all external’ she handed over the documents……
‘Thank You’……….she took them and sauntered down the corridor all natural in her gait, pretending to inspect the envelopes………….not caring who they were really from…………..she was just pretending to be the big office executive………like she had seen on television…….
Karen was looking at her outfit………she liked that one, very sexy, skinny bitch she thought……..
They were all the same that lot………
Karen never thought that this same woman yesterday was more conservative in dress………she had never raised Karen’s interest in the same way……..she never asked herself why the change……..why the sudden fashion statement on her second day………
A man in a suit approached Karen’s station……..
‘’Good Morning Mr Waterford……….’
Ahead where two office doors, white, opaque and clouded……….like the partition walls……..one could just make out dark shades and outlines of furniture inside…….
Lots of natural light coming from an outside source……..
One door was marked ‘Veronica Blake’
The other on the right……..the office width being slightly smaller…..was marked ‘Julia Ward’
The sign with her new name looked slightly fresher, the lettering more distinctive………as if it had been recently fixed to the door
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She took a breath………turned the handle and went in…………..
Julia was sat behind her new desk……..
Taking in the atmosphere…….getting used to her surroundings……….trying to feel at ease…….attempting to feel what the woman, whose backside just yesterday had been sat in this same chair………
She sat in a swanky high backed leather chair……….
Her long legs crossed over, her hand subconsciously stroking her exposed left upper thigh……….crossed over her right supportive leg……..she was enjoying the feel of the soft black nylon on her skin……..for so long she had missed this womanly sensation…….
She liked the boots on her feet and legs……..she could feel her stockinged toes inside them………
She wondered if the woman who had previously owned and worn all this feminine attire had felt the same…….
Probably not…….not in the same grateful way she did……..for that woman had never been denied the choice in wearing them……..
To the woman it had been an everyday and common practice…….just to slip on a nice bra and a pair of panties to go to work……..
Such a small thing, wearing good underwear……..just small garments……….invisible to the world and strangers in general……..
But not to the woman who wore such garments………
Now it was her turn again to wear them………
Hopefully she was still gagged and bound in her bedroom……..there was no reason why she still shouldn’t be……….
While pondering on this……..
She was staring out of a large window……..
It was raining outside……..as she had predicted……..droplets of water cascaded down the window’s tinted glass…….obscuring her view of the grass……..a chain link fence and a wood on the other side……..
In summer it may have been more pleasant……..now it was all rather drab……….
Still…..she had an urge to stand naked in the rain………her face up at the sky………enjoying the feel of free water on her face………
No grey concrete walls surrounding her……..
The office was fine in itself…….
Modern and stylish………new and modernist……..there were filing cabinets disguised as art décor……..
A plush carpet……….a three piece chesterfield sofa…….a single chair placed opposite……...ideal for an interview or a meeting….
There was a workstation with a flat screen…..it was password locked………she did not have the password…….she would need to rectify that soon, via one of her new staff……..and there had been no time yet to winkle that information out of the real Julia………
Her mouth had been far to full to answer questions anyway………plus she had been far too outraged and defiant………
Less so she thought later when she went home that evening…….as per the woman’s normal schedule……
She had heard voices in the corridor outside…..the place was filling up……..
No doubt the bitches and those men were arriving to their respective jobs………..
She heard the door open next door………Veronica was in it seemed……
The big boss of HR…….
The big mouthy fucker………she had noted her and stayed away as far as possible when on her enforced cleaning duties……….she was a very loud and arrogant woman……
She waited……..her right hand on her new bra and breast…….feeling the cup beneath……….slightly squeezing her tit………
After all……..she was unbalanced…….and it showed in these unguarded moments when she was alone
Soon there was a knock on her door……….
‘Yes’….Julia knew who this was……….this was going to be the act of her life……..
Veronica Blake……...Head of HR……..a leading figure of the senior management at ‘Greenbriers’………came striding into her office
All smiles and full of welcome………
She had once a beauty……..one could see that………..she was fifty something in years now……..
Neither trim nor really fat……..but over the decades her once lithe figure had filled out……..she would have said that she had gained a little weight over the years……..
Her staff, behind her back called her names such as the sow, fat cow, porky or even Babe…….the pig………..anything associated with large farmyard animals…….
Such was her popularity with those she employed her under her….…..and under her they were……
She was an arrogant, selfish, conniving and generally horrible person……..spoilt as a child, grew into womanhood as a beauty and let the world never forget it………
Julia knew her a s a compete cunt…….the cunt had kicked her once with a heeled shoe when she had accidently dropped rubbish near her desk……
She was just the person to run a large Human Resource Department…….
She wore a purple silk blouse, modestly buttoned at the front…….her bust heavy underneath, not much movement there, probably the result of Veronica deploying an expensive Battleship sized brassiere……….
She wore pearls around her chubby neck……...probably real too………….
Her makeup was light, which was surprising…….maybe a pink rose lipstick on her lips………a little eye shadow…………but much else…….
Her hair, a light natural blonde was straight and fine……..a center parting, loose down to her shoulders, the ends curving upwards………her ear lobes sported pearl studs that matched her necklace……..
She had a thick waist………..which sported an average sized black belt and buckle………..
She had chosen to wear that morning a tight light gray pencil skirt……..belted high over her waist…….the curve of her stomach most evident…………tight on her hips and thighs…….and tight on her large rounded bottom…….
Dark tan hosiery was visible on her lower legs………with black open high heeled shoes……….with a pointed toe
‘Good Morning……..and how are you today’ she was smiling……..her lips shining…….her blue/grey eyes sparkling
She was sounding very authoritive……..and ensuring that all in this room knew who was in charge…….that being Julia herself…….
Julia stood up and came around from her desk……..herself all smiles
Veronica Blake’s eyes took in the tight dress, very figure hugging……..hugging too much of it she thought……it was very short, high on the leg……...black tights and black knee boots………heeled.......
Quite a change from yesterday thought Veronica…….
What did she wear yesterday…….
Oh……that was it…….a long caramel covered frock type dress, nice, but not very racy…….unlike today………
Julia reminded her of herself maybe thirty years ago………
Was Julia making her pitch so soon……….on her second day………was this a declaration of war……..she would test her later…..and see what tomorrow brings………..
‘Good morning Mrs Blake’ she extended her hand………
Veronica held the hand………
Veronica noted something else too…….
Maybe because Julia had made up her hair differently that morning……..her dark brown hair was down and free flowing……….as well as her mode of dress a being a little less conservative………
Maybe that was it…….and the uncomfortable thought that she may be a younger threat to her position in the organization…….
But she looked a little different………did she………her smile not quite the same………
Veronica Blake had interviewed Julia Ward for this position……she was the only member of staff who knew her most………and that was not by much……..
The imposter saw the pause and the inquisitive look at her own face………the woman before her was thinking if she was the same woman she had welcomed yesterday……….
Julia quickly released her hand………
She needed to control the conversation……….
‘It seems the Police are everywhere…..I was stopped on the way in, my car was searched……and I caught a little on the TV this morning………anything for me on this’ her tone neutral………normal, a lot like the real Julia Ward
Veronica paused…….she sounded the same……was she just being paranoid……..
Veronica pondered her question……….and for now shrugged off her nagging doubts……….
‘Nothing for us really………the public relations people down below are on it……….that’s their forte’
‘A lot of security now…….compared to when I left yesterday evening’ said Julia
‘Yes……..there is……..and luckily for us we do not have to compile the severance packages and letters of resignation’ she started to say……..
‘Because the security company is a private contractor……they will have to clean up their own mess’ said Julia………
‘Yes….that’s right’
‘So who jumped the wire’
Julia was sat behind her new desk……..
Taking in the atmosphere…….getting used to her surroundings……….trying to feel at ease…….attempting to feel what the woman, whose backside just yesterday had been sat in this same chair………
She sat in a swanky high backed leather chair……….
Her long legs crossed over, her hand subconsciously stroking her exposed left upper thigh……….crossed over her right supportive leg……..she was enjoying the feel of the soft black nylon on her skin……..for so long she had missed this womanly sensation…….
She liked the boots on her feet and legs……..she could feel her stockinged toes inside them………
She wondered if the woman who had previously owned and worn all this feminine attire had felt the same…….
Probably not…….not in the same grateful way she did……..for that woman had never been denied the choice in wearing them……..
To the woman it had been an everyday and common practice…….just to slip on a nice bra and a pair of panties to go to work……..
Such a small thing, wearing good underwear……..just small garments……….invisible to the world and strangers in general……..
But not to the woman who wore such garments………
Now it was her turn again to wear them………
Hopefully she was still gagged and bound in her bedroom……..there was no reason why she still shouldn’t be……….
While pondering on this……..
She was staring out of a large window……..
It was raining outside……..as she had predicted……..droplets of water cascaded down the window’s tinted glass…….obscuring her view of the grass……..a chain link fence and a wood on the other side……..
In summer it may have been more pleasant……..now it was all rather drab……….
Still…..she had an urge to stand naked in the rain………her face up at the sky………enjoying the feel of free water on her face………
No grey concrete walls surrounding her……..
The office was fine in itself…….
Modern and stylish………new and modernist……..there were filing cabinets disguised as art décor……..
A plush carpet……….a three piece chesterfield sofa…….a single chair placed opposite……...ideal for an interview or a meeting….
There was a workstation with a flat screen…..it was password locked………she did not have the password…….she would need to rectify that soon, via one of her new staff……..and there had been no time yet to winkle that information out of the real Julia………
Her mouth had been far to full to answer questions anyway………plus she had been far too outraged and defiant………
Less so she thought later when she went home that evening…….as per the woman’s normal schedule……
She had heard voices in the corridor outside…..the place was filling up……..
No doubt the bitches and those men were arriving to their respective jobs………..
She heard the door open next door………Veronica was in it seemed……
The big boss of HR…….
The big mouthy fucker………she had noted her and stayed away as far as possible when on her enforced cleaning duties……….she was a very loud and arrogant woman……
She waited……..her right hand on her new bra and breast…….feeling the cup beneath……….slightly squeezing her tit………
After all……..she was unbalanced…….and it showed in these unguarded moments when she was alone
Soon there was a knock on her door……….
‘Yes’….Julia knew who this was……….this was going to be the act of her life……..
Veronica Blake……...Head of HR……..a leading figure of the senior management at ‘Greenbriers’………came striding into her office
All smiles and full of welcome………
She had once a beauty……..one could see that………..she was fifty something in years now……..
Neither trim nor really fat……..but over the decades her once lithe figure had filled out……..she would have said that she had gained a little weight over the years……..
Her staff, behind her back called her names such as the sow, fat cow, porky or even Babe…….the pig………..anything associated with large farmyard animals…….
Such was her popularity with those she employed her under her….…..and under her they were……
She was an arrogant, selfish, conniving and generally horrible person……..spoilt as a child, grew into womanhood as a beauty and let the world never forget it………
Julia knew her a s a compete cunt…….the cunt had kicked her once with a heeled shoe when she had accidently dropped rubbish near her desk……
She was just the person to run a large Human Resource Department…….
She wore a purple silk blouse, modestly buttoned at the front…….her bust heavy underneath, not much movement there, probably the result of Veronica deploying an expensive Battleship sized brassiere……….
She wore pearls around her chubby neck……...probably real too………….
Her makeup was light, which was surprising…….maybe a pink rose lipstick on her lips………a little eye shadow…………but much else…….
Her hair, a light natural blonde was straight and fine……..a center parting, loose down to her shoulders, the ends curving upwards………her ear lobes sported pearl studs that matched her necklace……..
She had a thick waist………..which sported an average sized black belt and buckle………..
She had chosen to wear that morning a tight light gray pencil skirt……..belted high over her waist…….the curve of her stomach most evident…………tight on her hips and thighs…….and tight on her large rounded bottom…….
Dark tan hosiery was visible on her lower legs………with black open high heeled shoes……….with a pointed toe
‘Good Morning……..and how are you today’ she was smiling……..her lips shining…….her blue/grey eyes sparkling
She was sounding very authoritive……..and ensuring that all in this room knew who was in charge…….that being Julia herself…….
Julia stood up and came around from her desk……..herself all smiles
Veronica Blake’s eyes took in the tight dress, very figure hugging……..hugging too much of it she thought……it was very short, high on the leg……...black tights and black knee boots………heeled.......
Quite a change from yesterday thought Veronica…….
What did she wear yesterday…….
Oh……that was it…….a long caramel covered frock type dress, nice, but not very racy…….unlike today………
Julia reminded her of herself maybe thirty years ago………
Was Julia making her pitch so soon……….on her second day………was this a declaration of war……..she would test her later…..and see what tomorrow brings………..
‘Good morning Mrs Blake’ she extended her hand………
Veronica held the hand………
Veronica noted something else too…….
Maybe because Julia had made up her hair differently that morning……..her dark brown hair was down and free flowing……….as well as her mode of dress a being a little less conservative………
Maybe that was it…….and the uncomfortable thought that she may be a younger threat to her position in the organization…….
But she looked a little different………did she………her smile not quite the same………
Veronica Blake had interviewed Julia Ward for this position……she was the only member of staff who knew her most………and that was not by much……..
The imposter saw the pause and the inquisitive look at her own face………the woman before her was thinking if she was the same woman she had welcomed yesterday……….
Julia quickly released her hand………
She needed to control the conversation……….
‘It seems the Police are everywhere…..I was stopped on the way in, my car was searched……and I caught a little on the TV this morning………anything for me on this’ her tone neutral………normal, a lot like the real Julia Ward
Veronica paused…….she sounded the same……was she just being paranoid……..
Veronica pondered her question……….and for now shrugged off her nagging doubts……….
‘Nothing for us really………the public relations people down below are on it……….that’s their forte’
‘A lot of security now…….compared to when I left yesterday evening’ said Julia
‘Yes……..there is……..and luckily for us we do not have to compile the severance packages and letters of resignation’ she started to say……..
‘Because the security company is a private contractor……they will have to clean up their own mess’ said Julia………
‘Yes….that’s right’
‘So who jumped the wire’
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‘Not a great analogy Julia……we are not a prisoner of war camp……..but one of the patients beat one of the guards and escaped’
Not a Good analogy she thought…….pompous prig……..you try being locked up for most of your life sister……..fucking bitch she thought………
A look of concern crossed her face……..
‘Anyone badly hurt’
‘Yes I’m afraid’ said Veronica
She continued
‘A female guard was clubbed senseless……..her uniform was stolen and the escapee jumped through a shower block window ………of all things’
‘A shower block window…….sounds strange………where there no bars or something’ Julia pretended to sound confused……like she had never seen the place being discussed……..
‘Yes…..it is odd……they should never have been there in the first place……it was in the support building……...next to us……..the patient should have gone straight back to the medical hub…….’
‘Straight back….from where’
‘Here unfortunately……..this building and this floor included’
Veronica saw the puzzled look on Julia’s face……..
‘Oh…….yes……...we will not see any cleaning staff until we set up a contract………that’s yours and your team by the way……..a good initiation on your second day……..’
She played dumb……..
‘Why were they fired……or let go’
Veronica sighed…….
‘Well they were not really…….It the Medical people, after all, that’s why we are all here in the first place and they sometimes dictate various imitative projects……..as part of the rehabilitation process and building trust and what not………..we used suitable patients in light charforce duties…….the medical people know more, it was their idea……..it was thought that being around people from outside the facility would make them better in some way………..Well………that certainly backfired………’
‘But it sounds like security will get the blame on that one, not the Medical Council’ offered Julia
Veronica nodded……..
‘It seems that you have done your homework……….and that’s not the end of it regarding ‘Zeus’……….
That guard is still out…..critical……..she was transferred to Danbury General as per the protocol……….we are up on a compensation claim for that one…..or worse if she does not regain consciousness…….Peter’s Team are on that one…..’
All about money thought Julia…..Bitch……no one meant much to these people……….
But our imposter did not really care…….she knew that guard…..knew her too well……..
She remembered that fat cunt of a guard……..lying there in the shower cubicle………half in, half out…….
Folds of fat………chunky legs….chunky arms……..chunky everything……….a thick neck and a pig’s face…..her hair short and oily……like her groping sweaty and porky fingers…….…lying there in that huge bra and awful big knickers…….off white and gray underwear from poor washing………….wearing her black socks…….
Our imposter had beaten her flat………and into silence
This was one so called female whose clothes she did not ever want to wear……….
Thankfully it was not for long………
For six months our imposter had let that fat sow molest and paw her in that shower……..her stinking breath over her mouth…….her piggy searching tongue inside her own……..her fat fingers sliding inside her…….
After every evening’s cleaning shift was finished she would let her escort take her to the shower block……..which would be by then empty, the staff who wanted to use it long gone…….it was their secret……..the lesbian guard stated that she loved her……..she had said the same thing back……….until of course she was ready to leave………and leave quick she did………
Julia hoped that her assault would kill her………
‘I hope she pulls through…….sounds very odd though how no one had seen anything or any alarm was raised’ said Julia
‘Yes……...the whole episode is unusual and distressing, its disrupting the rhythm of the whole facility ………there’s all hell breaking loose at Security and Senior Management…….the police are investigating of course……they are very keen to speak to that guard, but until she opens her eyes the Police are just guessing’ said Veronica
Julia with her extraordinary peripheral vision caught sight of Veronica’s large arse under that tight gray skirt ………no sign of a panty line……..Julia suspected that she was wearing big knickers under there and very solid support tights……..
‘Surely she cannot get that far’ said Julia
‘Yes……..the Police will get her soon enough no doubt……wherever she is hiding out……they are checking our external buildings too…….just in case she is hiding around here somewhere……..waiting for things to calm down……so be careful, and tell your staff to always carry their ID……..wherever they go…….’ said Veronica
Julia thought to herself, pretending to look apprehensive for her own safety………her face impassive …..I am right here in front of your chubby fat face you bitch…….
‘Well………I will leave you to it……..to get settled in………I do not want your resigning on your second day’ Veronica thought that she had scared the girl too much………..
‘No its okay….things happen at times’ said Julia
Good girl thought Veronica………
‘Penny Lewis is your liaison for now…….she will assist you until you say otherwise’
‘Thank you again…….you have been most kind….and I will not let you down’
‘I expect you will not’ still smiling but the threat was there…….
Julia suspected that Veronica Blake was a survivor in this corporate world………a canny player…….and probably did more than just fuck her way to the top…….
She escorted her boss towards the door……..all gracious and subservient…….
Just two well dressed ladies discussing business………
‘Oh….and Julia Darling’ smirked Veronica……….turning on her heel……….
She sounded smug already……calling her darling………..cheeky patronizing fat bastard………
The imposter suspected by now that the real Julia Ward would not have enjoyed working here………maybe she had done her a favor in the long run……
‘Yes’
‘Well……..I will try and be delicate with this……..but we do have a dress code of sorts, unofficially……and us being the Team Leaders of this department’
‘Oh……’ said Julia….knowing what was coming already
‘Well……..we don’t want to give the wrong impression, setting the wrong sort of example so to speak………..especially on how we dress do we’ Veronica pained false embarrassment at making this sort of request
‘Ah……..I see……you don’t like my clothes………..I understand Mrs Blake……….I get the message…………….tomorrow I will wear something else…….I do not want to rock the boat’
‘Thank You Julia……..you are being very understanding on this’
‘Is that much OTT’ said Julia……looking down at her outfit……thinking………You Jealous old prick…….
‘It’s not that…….your style and taste is very nice……..but I have that office minx Michelle parading around with a skirt no bigger than a tea towel………and she just loves to flash her cleavage around……..I just do not want it spreading that is all…….…I told her on enough occasions, but she refuses to take heed…….or the hint’
‘Really ’said Julia
‘Yes……she’s the niece of one of the board of directors’ as if that explained all……...which it did
‘Special counseling’ offered Julia
‘Good idea’ said Veronica ‘all yours’
Twat………and bullshit………..thought Julia, using this Michele as an excuse……….it’s me you see as a threat……….not some girl in a mini skirt that as money and influence already……….plus making herself an office enemy so soon…….
She would have to check out this Michelle……..and soon, but later……..
Julia was plotting the future already………I will have you Veronica Blake……….not right now, but soon, very soon indeed……….
She would have her revenge on this callous and arrogant piece of shit……..
She would have her lesson in humility………
Our imposter was well versed in doling out that type of justice………
Blake’s clothes would not fit her…….she was far too big…….but it would be great fun just to abuse all her stuff…….….especially her undies and the like………….even better with the bitch tied up and being forced to watch……….
Not a Good analogy she thought…….pompous prig……..you try being locked up for most of your life sister……..fucking bitch she thought………
A look of concern crossed her face……..
‘Anyone badly hurt’
‘Yes I’m afraid’ said Veronica
She continued
‘A female guard was clubbed senseless……..her uniform was stolen and the escapee jumped through a shower block window ………of all things’
‘A shower block window…….sounds strange………where there no bars or something’ Julia pretended to sound confused……like she had never seen the place being discussed……..
‘Yes…..it is odd……they should never have been there in the first place……it was in the support building……...next to us……..the patient should have gone straight back to the medical hub…….’
‘Straight back….from where’
‘Here unfortunately……..this building and this floor included’
Veronica saw the puzzled look on Julia’s face……..
‘Oh…….yes……...we will not see any cleaning staff until we set up a contract………that’s yours and your team by the way……..a good initiation on your second day……..’
She played dumb……..
‘Why were they fired……or let go’
Veronica sighed…….
‘Well they were not really…….It the Medical people, after all, that’s why we are all here in the first place and they sometimes dictate various imitative projects……..as part of the rehabilitation process and building trust and what not………..we used suitable patients in light charforce duties…….the medical people know more, it was their idea……..it was thought that being around people from outside the facility would make them better in some way………..Well………that certainly backfired………’
‘But it sounds like security will get the blame on that one, not the Medical Council’ offered Julia
Veronica nodded……..
‘It seems that you have done your homework……….and that’s not the end of it regarding ‘Zeus’……….
That guard is still out…..critical……..she was transferred to Danbury General as per the protocol……….we are up on a compensation claim for that one…..or worse if she does not regain consciousness…….Peter’s Team are on that one…..’
All about money thought Julia…..Bitch……no one meant much to these people……….
But our imposter did not really care…….she knew that guard…..knew her too well……..
She remembered that fat cunt of a guard……..lying there in the shower cubicle………half in, half out…….
Folds of fat………chunky legs….chunky arms……..chunky everything……….a thick neck and a pig’s face…..her hair short and oily……like her groping sweaty and porky fingers…….…lying there in that huge bra and awful big knickers…….off white and gray underwear from poor washing………….wearing her black socks…….
Our imposter had beaten her flat………and into silence
This was one so called female whose clothes she did not ever want to wear……….
Thankfully it was not for long………
For six months our imposter had let that fat sow molest and paw her in that shower……..her stinking breath over her mouth…….her piggy searching tongue inside her own……..her fat fingers sliding inside her…….
After every evening’s cleaning shift was finished she would let her escort take her to the shower block……..which would be by then empty, the staff who wanted to use it long gone…….it was their secret……..the lesbian guard stated that she loved her……..she had said the same thing back……….until of course she was ready to leave………and leave quick she did………
Julia hoped that her assault would kill her………
‘I hope she pulls through…….sounds very odd though how no one had seen anything or any alarm was raised’ said Julia
‘Yes……...the whole episode is unusual and distressing, its disrupting the rhythm of the whole facility ………there’s all hell breaking loose at Security and Senior Management…….the police are investigating of course……they are very keen to speak to that guard, but until she opens her eyes the Police are just guessing’ said Veronica
Julia with her extraordinary peripheral vision caught sight of Veronica’s large arse under that tight gray skirt ………no sign of a panty line……..Julia suspected that she was wearing big knickers under there and very solid support tights……..
‘Surely she cannot get that far’ said Julia
‘Yes……..the Police will get her soon enough no doubt……wherever she is hiding out……they are checking our external buildings too…….just in case she is hiding around here somewhere……..waiting for things to calm down……so be careful, and tell your staff to always carry their ID……..wherever they go…….’ said Veronica
Julia thought to herself, pretending to look apprehensive for her own safety………her face impassive …..I am right here in front of your chubby fat face you bitch…….
‘Well………I will leave you to it……..to get settled in………I do not want your resigning on your second day’ Veronica thought that she had scared the girl too much………..
‘No its okay….things happen at times’ said Julia
Good girl thought Veronica………
‘Penny Lewis is your liaison for now…….she will assist you until you say otherwise’
‘Thank you again…….you have been most kind….and I will not let you down’
‘I expect you will not’ still smiling but the threat was there…….
Julia suspected that Veronica Blake was a survivor in this corporate world………a canny player…….and probably did more than just fuck her way to the top…….
She escorted her boss towards the door……..all gracious and subservient…….
Just two well dressed ladies discussing business………
‘Oh….and Julia Darling’ smirked Veronica……….turning on her heel……….
She sounded smug already……calling her darling………..cheeky patronizing fat bastard………
The imposter suspected by now that the real Julia Ward would not have enjoyed working here………maybe she had done her a favor in the long run……
‘Yes’
‘Well……..I will try and be delicate with this……..but we do have a dress code of sorts, unofficially……and us being the Team Leaders of this department’
‘Oh……’ said Julia….knowing what was coming already
‘Well……..we don’t want to give the wrong impression, setting the wrong sort of example so to speak………..especially on how we dress do we’ Veronica pained false embarrassment at making this sort of request
‘Ah……..I see……you don’t like my clothes………..I understand Mrs Blake……….I get the message…………….tomorrow I will wear something else…….I do not want to rock the boat’
‘Thank You Julia……..you are being very understanding on this’
‘Is that much OTT’ said Julia……looking down at her outfit……thinking………You Jealous old prick…….
‘It’s not that…….your style and taste is very nice……..but I have that office minx Michelle parading around with a skirt no bigger than a tea towel………and she just loves to flash her cleavage around……..I just do not want it spreading that is all…….…I told her on enough occasions, but she refuses to take heed…….or the hint’
‘Really ’said Julia
‘Yes……she’s the niece of one of the board of directors’ as if that explained all……...which it did
‘Special counseling’ offered Julia
‘Good idea’ said Veronica ‘all yours’
Twat………and bullshit………..thought Julia, using this Michele as an excuse……….it’s me you see as a threat……….not some girl in a mini skirt that as money and influence already……….plus making herself an office enemy so soon…….
She would have to check out this Michelle……..and soon, but later……..
Julia was plotting the future already………I will have you Veronica Blake……….not right now, but soon, very soon indeed……….
She would have her revenge on this callous and arrogant piece of shit……..
She would have her lesson in humility………
Our imposter was well versed in doling out that type of justice………
Blake’s clothes would not fit her…….she was far too big…….but it would be great fun just to abuse all her stuff…….….especially her undies and the like………….even better with the bitch tied up and being forced to watch……….
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jaegerhunde01
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Re: LOCKED DOORS
Veronica Blake left the office……….totally oblivious to the threat to her wellbeing and that any upcoming plans of enjoyment had just been brutally cancelled……..her natural path in life had just been predetermined by the woman she had taken to be Julia Ward…………
And a woman she had once treated like something brown and sticky with an awful smell……..unexpectedly smeared on ones shoe……
She just stood there for the moment………unrecognizable in her fresh tight dress, boots and tights……..her makeover had fooled them all so far………
Julia quickly pivoted on her booted heels, and gracefully sauntered around to her desk………the tight, womanly underwear beneath her clothing making all the difference in how she behaved……..
She sat down on the high backed chair ……the chair creaking as it took her weight…….
There was a swishing sound of nylon on nylon as she crossed her legs………
She looked in one of the desk side drawers……..she eventually found what she was looking for…….
A pair of scissors…….
She snipped her ID card that had been dangling from around her chest…….
She pulled the lanyard from around her neck……..
The woman in the small photo was not her……….
‘Whoops’ she said to herself……….and then proceeded to physically snap the plastic card in two……
She reached for the desktop landline………her bust expanding a she leant forward……….
The real woman she had replaced probably doing the same thing yesterday morning………..
She noted a selection of call buttons with names…….
She selected one and pressed down………the phone rang
Someone picked up
‘Good Morning …….Is that Penny’
‘Great, how are you today’
There was a female voice on the other end……..
‘Penny…..I hate to say it and I am really embarrassed’
She paused for effect
‘Could you come over…..I seem to have locked myself out of my workstation and have broken my ID card at the same time………I feel like such a klutz……..I got it stuck in a draw as I bent over and when I leant back……snap…….sorry’
The female voice said something inaudible…….
‘That’s Great…….Penny………see you soon’
She sat back…….the part of the plastic card with the woman’s image on it still in her hand…….she looked at it…….the woman in the photo was smiling with her hair tied up at the back………
Veronica had given her a certain quizzical look that she did not like………but she would act fast……very fast
She smiled……her ample supported bust most prominent……..the cowl neckline of her dress looking very chic…….
She waited for her assistant to arrive……..
There was a polite knock at the door
‘Come in’ she ordered……..all natural, a tone full of authority…..as if she was meant to be there……..
And a woman she had once treated like something brown and sticky with an awful smell……..unexpectedly smeared on ones shoe……
She just stood there for the moment………unrecognizable in her fresh tight dress, boots and tights……..her makeover had fooled them all so far………
Julia quickly pivoted on her booted heels, and gracefully sauntered around to her desk………the tight, womanly underwear beneath her clothing making all the difference in how she behaved……..
She sat down on the high backed chair ……the chair creaking as it took her weight…….
There was a swishing sound of nylon on nylon as she crossed her legs………
She looked in one of the desk side drawers……..she eventually found what she was looking for…….
A pair of scissors…….
She snipped her ID card that had been dangling from around her chest…….
She pulled the lanyard from around her neck……..
The woman in the small photo was not her……….
‘Whoops’ she said to herself……….and then proceeded to physically snap the plastic card in two……
She reached for the desktop landline………her bust expanding a she leant forward……….
The real woman she had replaced probably doing the same thing yesterday morning………..
She noted a selection of call buttons with names…….
She selected one and pressed down………the phone rang
Someone picked up
‘Good Morning …….Is that Penny’
‘Great, how are you today’
There was a female voice on the other end……..
‘Penny…..I hate to say it and I am really embarrassed’
She paused for effect
‘Could you come over…..I seem to have locked myself out of my workstation and have broken my ID card at the same time………I feel like such a klutz……..I got it stuck in a draw as I bent over and when I leant back……snap…….sorry’
The female voice said something inaudible…….
‘That’s Great…….Penny………see you soon’
She sat back…….the part of the plastic card with the woman’s image on it still in her hand…….she looked at it…….the woman in the photo was smiling with her hair tied up at the back………
Veronica had given her a certain quizzical look that she did not like………but she would act fast……very fast
She smiled……her ample supported bust most prominent……..the cowl neckline of her dress looking very chic…….
She waited for her assistant to arrive……..
There was a polite knock at the door
‘Come in’ she ordered……..all natural, a tone full of authority…..as if she was meant to be there……..
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Sakanre
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Re: LOCKED DOORS
That is great, thank you, very impressive! I like this total identity theft 
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jaegerhunde01
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Re: LOCKED DOORS
THE GRANGE
Meanwhile……….as the imposter made herself very comfortable in stealing another woman’s life and name……..
The real Julia Ward thought she was now hearing bells ringing within her sore head………….
She had a headache……….
Her vision was blurred…….
And she was tired…..very tired
Her naked shoulders were forward, likewise her wrapped and swaddled head…..her chin down towards her bare chest…….she was slumped forward, pulling her arm taught behind her……..as her wrists were still secured by tape to the chair………
Her neck looked odd……..her soft skin look artificially ruffled……..
The light tan, floral patterned elasticated welt of the stocking was tight around her slim neck………
A very odd place for a stocking top to located on a woman’s body…….
It was around her neck, on not around her upper thigh were it had been designed to be…….
Occasionally her head rolled to the side and then up………and then back down
She kept hearing things that made her take notice of her surroundings………..and for a moment she forgot the pain emanating from her numb and bound limbs…….
She occasionally noted the violation and sacrilege of her wide open underwear drawers………she saw some of her bra straps dangling over the top……….white, nude and black shoulder straps and torso bands……..
Her varied choice in knickers looked all messed up whereby before her intimates had been neatly placed……..by her own hands…….not those of an uninvited guest
The bitch had run her poisoned hands through everything………
Her table and mirror with her desecrated makeup collection……..one of her hair brushes lying on the small stool were usually she had sat……..now infected with foreign strands of hair
One of her wardrobe doors had been left ajar………the one that had contained her smarter outfits……….
There was that noise again………..deep in her fuggled head
Or did she hear it……..…by this time Julia was very disorientated, weak and thirsty ………it was difficult for her to keep herself in the present……..for a long time she had been hearing voices……..but was it her just reading her own mind………or was there really someone out here trying to save her………
There must be someone who was missing her……..someone must have noticed that she was not at work……surely they would raise the alarm and come looking for her……….
Little did she know that she was at work……..
Well…….her other clothes and name were at least
No one thought she was missing
Her bedroom was silent………was that her grunting and groaning……
Someone must be out there…….
Someone out there to release her from her bondage……..the excruciating tightness……..the fucking annoying and cloying gag……..her shame, her current state of helplessness…….her state of undress…….someone had stolen items of her clothes and underwear………violated her home……..it was too much….beyond the pale…….
“MMMmmmnnn”………was all she could manage in protest in her current state of enforced silence
Her had a splitting headache now…….what with being thumped on it so hard………more than once if she remembered rightly………..
She only had a small head ……….she was not very good with confronting violence, fighting and not what……
She went to the gym to keep in shape but she was not a naturally aggressive person………
But all of what had happened to her was testing her patience on the front…….
‘UUrrghhhh’
‘Urggh’’
‘UUrrgguummhhpppfff’………her gagged tone increasing in anger
She’d been rendered fucking unconscious……..
Then the fucking bitch tied me up and gagged me……..
It was unfucking believable…………………………….
Her fuzzy beige induced ability to see was not helping in matters either…….
She was looking through gauze………a filter of nylon and spandex
She assumed that one of her stockings had been forced over her head…….the already tight tan nylon had become even tighter as it was not designed to go over ones head………the now overly stretched stocking was totally ruined for any future use in its intended role……..like smartly layering a shapely female leg…….
The stocking and the gag ensured a feeling of suffocation and claustrophobia……
“grrgh”
“ghnnth”
And what view she did have was limited to that of her thick thighs, outrageously spread out wide, a result of being tightly lashed to the chairs frame….………all just below her nodding chin…….reminding her constantly of her disgusting state of undress
Much to her chagrin she could also see her groin, hips and pelvis…………
She couldn’t remember being stripped…….but she somehow imagined those hands unbuttoning her clothes, pulling zips, unhooking and generally pulling her clothes off as if she was some kind of rag doll…….
Reducing her to just wearing knickers and tights…….
Who the fuck would want to take her bra off……..
From her mid waist down, her stomach, loins and legs were still encased in her tan tights………she had been wearing them for so long now that they were almost insufferable to wear………
She could just see her small belly button and her stomach under the horizontal seam of her tights…….
The once clean and soft nylon was now clinging, wet and sticky……….she felt like a sausage in them……
She could see the little cute bow on her panties waistband………..
Her nude satin and seamless hipster panties had been trapped underneath the smothering nylon and spandex mix……. now they also felt wet, oily and sticky on her skin and her pubic hair itched with sweat……..especially her crotch……….which was now wide open for all to see……..no doubt the white reinforced gusset of the tights was there too……for all to ogle at……..a sight that no one but herself should ever be allowed to see…….
She had never felt so unclean, dirty and degraded in all her life…………..
Her face was almost unrecognizable………
She was normally a good looking girl…….demure and petite……..dark and deep eyes, dark hair, wispish eyebrows, a thin face with a strong jaw, she looked good in makeup……..
If you did not know Julia Ward in her prime then It would be hard to tell who she really was right now……..
The white pad and translucent tape gag was still the most prominent feature of her face……..
Just above the comprehensive gag her small, dainty nose had been compressed by the tight nylon…….causing her nostrils to flare up, creating an unflattering pig like appearance………..
She sucked in air through those nostrils……….
Her only lifeline now, as her small mouth with her normally bow shaped lips had been entirely packed and sealed shut…….
She had never been gagged before……ever……she found the whole experience unpleasant, unnerving, humiliating and distressing
Her normally thin and triangular chin was equally distorted……..a result of the tightness of the translucent medical tape that had been used to keep the sanitary pad in place……..
The pad, normally white was now off color…….a color that now resembled that of clotted cream…….a natural result on being coated by overly tight tan nylon…….
Her pretty eyes were in shadow…….hidden mostly by the enforced stocking…..
But one could tell that her mascara had run……..the just visible black blotches running onto the tape…….
Her forehead was highly visible……….her eyelashes compressed under the nylon…..
Her hair….once neatly in a tight bun trapped under the hosiery………
The top of her head, near her scalp supported a reinforced toe seam…….
Before, in gentler times, her painted toes had once or twice been in them……..like they had supposed to have been…….
Ding……Dong………..
Ding……Dong………..
There it was again……..
That was not her imagination…….she had heard that in a moment of lucidity…..
Her gagged and hooded head lifted………her head arched to one side, listening………which took great effort…….
'mh’
‘ghmph”
Was all she could manage………at first
Her chest appeared pink and flushed, layered with a light sheen of sweat……..she was hot……….very hot……..she felt sticky all over…….
Her armpits stank of sweat……..
The residue of her perfume and deodorant long gone………
Her sweaty and large naked breasts glistened with moisture………both of her large tits were now separated, drooping to the left and right of her chest……….large brown and round nipples fully exposed………
She felt their weight on her chest……….she felt their free movement…….
Meanwhile……….as the imposter made herself very comfortable in stealing another woman’s life and name……..
The real Julia Ward thought she was now hearing bells ringing within her sore head………….
She had a headache……….
Her vision was blurred…….
And she was tired…..very tired
Her naked shoulders were forward, likewise her wrapped and swaddled head…..her chin down towards her bare chest…….she was slumped forward, pulling her arm taught behind her……..as her wrists were still secured by tape to the chair………
Her neck looked odd……..her soft skin look artificially ruffled……..
The light tan, floral patterned elasticated welt of the stocking was tight around her slim neck………
A very odd place for a stocking top to located on a woman’s body…….
It was around her neck, on not around her upper thigh were it had been designed to be…….
Occasionally her head rolled to the side and then up………and then back down
She kept hearing things that made her take notice of her surroundings………..and for a moment she forgot the pain emanating from her numb and bound limbs…….
She occasionally noted the violation and sacrilege of her wide open underwear drawers………she saw some of her bra straps dangling over the top……….white, nude and black shoulder straps and torso bands……..
Her varied choice in knickers looked all messed up whereby before her intimates had been neatly placed……..by her own hands…….not those of an uninvited guest
The bitch had run her poisoned hands through everything………
Her table and mirror with her desecrated makeup collection……..one of her hair brushes lying on the small stool were usually she had sat……..now infected with foreign strands of hair
One of her wardrobe doors had been left ajar………the one that had contained her smarter outfits……….
There was that noise again………..deep in her fuggled head
Or did she hear it……..…by this time Julia was very disorientated, weak and thirsty ………it was difficult for her to keep herself in the present……..for a long time she had been hearing voices……..but was it her just reading her own mind………or was there really someone out here trying to save her………
There must be someone who was missing her……..someone must have noticed that she was not at work……surely they would raise the alarm and come looking for her……….
Little did she know that she was at work……..
Well…….her other clothes and name were at least
No one thought she was missing
Her bedroom was silent………was that her grunting and groaning……
Someone must be out there…….
Someone out there to release her from her bondage……..the excruciating tightness……..the fucking annoying and cloying gag……..her shame, her current state of helplessness…….her state of undress…….someone had stolen items of her clothes and underwear………violated her home……..it was too much….beyond the pale…….
“MMMmmmnnn”………was all she could manage in protest in her current state of enforced silence
Her had a splitting headache now…….what with being thumped on it so hard………more than once if she remembered rightly………..
She only had a small head ……….she was not very good with confronting violence, fighting and not what……
She went to the gym to keep in shape but she was not a naturally aggressive person………
But all of what had happened to her was testing her patience on the front…….
‘UUrrghhhh’
‘Urggh’’
‘UUrrgguummhhpppfff’………her gagged tone increasing in anger
She’d been rendered fucking unconscious……..
Then the fucking bitch tied me up and gagged me……..
It was unfucking believable…………………………….
Her fuzzy beige induced ability to see was not helping in matters either…….
She was looking through gauze………a filter of nylon and spandex
She assumed that one of her stockings had been forced over her head…….the already tight tan nylon had become even tighter as it was not designed to go over ones head………the now overly stretched stocking was totally ruined for any future use in its intended role……..like smartly layering a shapely female leg…….
The stocking and the gag ensured a feeling of suffocation and claustrophobia……
“grrgh”
“ghnnth”
And what view she did have was limited to that of her thick thighs, outrageously spread out wide, a result of being tightly lashed to the chairs frame….………all just below her nodding chin…….reminding her constantly of her disgusting state of undress
Much to her chagrin she could also see her groin, hips and pelvis…………
She couldn’t remember being stripped…….but she somehow imagined those hands unbuttoning her clothes, pulling zips, unhooking and generally pulling her clothes off as if she was some kind of rag doll…….
Reducing her to just wearing knickers and tights…….
Who the fuck would want to take her bra off……..
From her mid waist down, her stomach, loins and legs were still encased in her tan tights………she had been wearing them for so long now that they were almost insufferable to wear………
She could just see her small belly button and her stomach under the horizontal seam of her tights…….
The once clean and soft nylon was now clinging, wet and sticky……….she felt like a sausage in them……
She could see the little cute bow on her panties waistband………..
Her nude satin and seamless hipster panties had been trapped underneath the smothering nylon and spandex mix……. now they also felt wet, oily and sticky on her skin and her pubic hair itched with sweat……..especially her crotch……….which was now wide open for all to see……..no doubt the white reinforced gusset of the tights was there too……for all to ogle at……..a sight that no one but herself should ever be allowed to see…….
She had never felt so unclean, dirty and degraded in all her life…………..
Her face was almost unrecognizable………
She was normally a good looking girl…….demure and petite……..dark and deep eyes, dark hair, wispish eyebrows, a thin face with a strong jaw, she looked good in makeup……..
If you did not know Julia Ward in her prime then It would be hard to tell who she really was right now……..
The white pad and translucent tape gag was still the most prominent feature of her face……..
Just above the comprehensive gag her small, dainty nose had been compressed by the tight nylon…….causing her nostrils to flare up, creating an unflattering pig like appearance………..
She sucked in air through those nostrils……….
Her only lifeline now, as her small mouth with her normally bow shaped lips had been entirely packed and sealed shut…….
She had never been gagged before……ever……she found the whole experience unpleasant, unnerving, humiliating and distressing
Her normally thin and triangular chin was equally distorted……..a result of the tightness of the translucent medical tape that had been used to keep the sanitary pad in place……..
The pad, normally white was now off color…….a color that now resembled that of clotted cream…….a natural result on being coated by overly tight tan nylon…….
Her pretty eyes were in shadow…….hidden mostly by the enforced stocking…..
But one could tell that her mascara had run……..the just visible black blotches running onto the tape…….
Her forehead was highly visible……….her eyelashes compressed under the nylon…..
Her hair….once neatly in a tight bun trapped under the hosiery………
The top of her head, near her scalp supported a reinforced toe seam…….
Before, in gentler times, her painted toes had once or twice been in them……..like they had supposed to have been…….
Ding……Dong………..
Ding……Dong………..
There it was again……..
That was not her imagination…….she had heard that in a moment of lucidity…..
Her gagged and hooded head lifted………her head arched to one side, listening………which took great effort…….
'mh’
‘ghmph”
Was all she could manage………at first
Her chest appeared pink and flushed, layered with a light sheen of sweat……..she was hot……….very hot……..she felt sticky all over…….
Her armpits stank of sweat……..
The residue of her perfume and deodorant long gone………
Her sweaty and large naked breasts glistened with moisture………both of her large tits were now separated, drooping to the left and right of her chest……….large brown and round nipples fully exposed………
She felt their weight on her chest……….she felt their free movement…….
