A RIDDLE WRAPPED IN A MYSTERY INSIDE AN ENIGMA
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THE BASEMENT
Schrieber’s tan and pin checked skirt, which looked very moulded over her thighs and legs was restricting her stride too much………
The vent at the rear was not that long and wide………
Erika was walking from behind………..and slower than she usually would………
But she was enjoying the view…………
Erika noted her taupe layered and shapely calves under that thin nylon………..the dark seams cutting sexily up those legs………right down to the counter on the back of those brown heels……….
Clik Clak……..…Clik Clak
The young woman’s lower legs effecting fast and short, exaggerated movements which in itself caused the girls round arse to shimmy left and right……….and for her hips to swing……….
She had her chin up again…………
Very stuck up this one………..thought she was really something
Erika followed………….also noting the vertical line of the zip at the rear of that skirt, the zipper following the curve of that womanly rump underneath………..those round and juicy cheeks swaying from left to right…………..all tucked up inside……….
Erika had an urge to pinch one………that would have gone down well
The woman’s arm bent around and over her bag as she sauntered along……….a briefcase hanging from the other gloved hand……..
The beret at the back of her head…………
She looked quite the professional…………
Was that her petticoat or slip underneath hissing on nylon……..
Erika liked to think so………silk or satin sliding over nylon……….polyester straps or whatever
Delicious………she hoped to find out soon enough , the wait was driving her mad
The click clacking of those delectable high heels on concrete was making it hard to confirm…….
Underneath………..what was she wearing………
Erika’s imagination was working overtime………..she was back in those women’s bedrooms…….
Erika’s mouth was moist………
Her imagination kicking in as ogled the back of that curled and waved and very oblivious head, wearing that rather stupid yet annoyingly cute hat……..
There was a tortoiseshell butterfly clip under there…….
Erika was sure of it
Erika intended to find out all soon enough………
She overtook the slower moving visitor…………before she took the right way to the Administrative Building………which was the wrong way for Erika………
There was no signage on the concrete path, with Erika leading Fraulein Schrieber was unknowingly led off to the left………
Away from her intended and expected destination………….
In front was the courtyard layered in grey gravel or ballast………..which had doubled as a parade ground in the present and in the past……..
Erika had no wish to cut straight across…………it would have been quicker to reach her block
However,
There may be the chance that they would both be observed from one of the windows of the surrounding buildings……….
Erika did not want Schreiber to be seen………
No one bothered the Guardroom unless it was really necessary………….so she was safe there in not having her little escapade discovered prematurely……….
To get to her Accommodation Block, they would both have to cross the road to rejoin another concrete path……..
Erika and Schreiber were walking off to the left, following the existing path…….which had the advantage of being bordered by a line of trees
Erika led the way now………..confident of the clip clipping heels following right behind her……….`
‘Not far’ she offered……..
There was no reply from the still annoyed primadonna in the suit………
Erika’s head shot to the right……….
She had heard voices……….
She looked through the trees………two girls of another class………..to her right and on the other side of the courtyard…………
They were heading the other way………..
They had not seen her and Schrieber, who was sill innocently oblivious to the fact that she was being led in the opposite direction of her intended destination……
Totally oblivious to any outrageous notion that she would soon be stripped of her clothes………….
And why would she be on guard……….she was only here to sign for and collect some paperwork………
‘Not long now’ offered Erika…….
Who was getting excited, the tone in her voice giving that pleasure away………..
‘Yes…….you just said that’ came the annoyed reply……….
Schrieber took it that the rather outwardly thick girl was taking some form of delight in delivering her to her destination………
Unbeknownst to her,
That was not the source of Erika’s excitement……….
Schrieber herself was the source of that……….and Erika getting her hands on her………all alone……….
The woman would have been horrified if she had had any inkling of what was planned for her……..…and would have run now screaming for help, skirt permitting………
But time was running out for that……..and she had no idea
‘There we are……..arrived’ called Erika in a joyful tone…………
A large concrete building was now on Schrieber’s left…………..white painted ferrous concrete……….uniformal windows on two floors either side of a large wooden doored entrance…………concrete steps……..
Paula Schreiber looked up as she walked by, following towards the steps and doors…..……her dark taupe shaded stockinged legs and brown heeled feet passed a row of rectangular and long windows set at ground level……….
She did not see these darkened bays as she looking up………….these were the windows of the basement………..
And Fraulein Schreiber had just unknowingly passed Room 104………..
‘It looks like a Barracks’ stated Schreiber, her skirt making hard work of the concrete steps, she could not fully raise her knees within it………..plus the tight and invisible slip worn underneath
Erika had almost skipped up steps………….
At the top she turned around smiling………waiting for the woman to catch up……….
‘It was once’ she replied
Schreiber finally reached the top of the concrete steps……..
The woman was about to say something when Erika turned on her heel and went inside…..
Erika was well aware that she had to keep the woman moving………..keeping her mind occupied, not giving her time to take in details………..
Like this foyer was not furnished for Administration for a start………and no one was around
As soon as Schrieber entered the tiled lobby her heels were amplified in volume………
The sound was delicious to Erika’s ears………..a sound she wished to mimic very soon ………..with her own feet being inside those shoes………..and wearing those stockings too
She had never worn real ladies’ stockings………..she had only toyed with them in her hands, and run them over her face and nose………
Today……..that would change
The central staircase was empty of foot traffic and sound……….upstairs were the rooms of the lady instructors that Erika had conducted her sinister research…………
And of course there was her own……….
The duty station was likewise empty…….
Schreiber was being led towards what looked like an elevator…………
‘Rather empty isn’t it’ and rather spartan for an administration building Schrieber thought……but she would never have guessed what was in store for her……….
She followed the girl…….
‘lunchtime’ Erika flatly stated pressing the elevator call button……….there was a loud grating noise as the lift ascended…………
Schrieber looked around……….hardly impressed, and this is where they trained some of Leipzig’s Party Elite……..it was more like being in the Army
‘Not much of anything’ she murmured…..
The elevator reached the ground floor……………
Erika was elated that there was still no one around, no one came in through those wooden double doors……….
She pulled open the iron grill……….
With a flare of her hand, she offered the woman the first place inside……….
Schrieber holding her briefcase, her shoulder bag under her right arm moved inside the lift quickly followed by Erika……….
It was a bit of a tight squeeze for two………
Erika was very close to Schrieber now, both almost squashed together ……..and the woman did not like it……….at all
She tried to retreat into a corner………..
Erika could detect the fragrance of perfume………something sweet, not too sweet and overpowering………..she liked it
Eager to apply some of that to herself…….
Erika audibly sniffed in the fragrance of the woman…….
Schreiber attempted to move back into a corner, holding her bag and case against herself……….trying to give herself more distance from this annoying and obviously weird girl………
What was that sniffing all about………it definitely was not her
Erika noted that Schrieber was taller than herself………her alarm was brief, after all Schriber was wearing high heels……
Erika was not
They would be nearly the same height flat footed………
‘Not very comfortable is it’ Schreiber’s tone said it all……….
‘You’ll be comfortable soon enough’ countered Erika, reaching past the woman to press a button
‘What’ exclaimed Schrieber, not understanding the comment
There was a judder as the lift finally moved…….not up……….but down
‘Oh Bugger’ said Erika……..feigning annoyance and ignoring the woman’s last remark
The lift clattered downwards……....and then suddenly dropped for a moment
‘What the hell now’ Schreiber shouted in fright and exasperation………
The lift recovered and descended
Schrieber’s tan and pin checked skirt, which looked very moulded over her thighs and legs was restricting her stride too much………
The vent at the rear was not that long and wide………
Erika was walking from behind………..and slower than she usually would………
But she was enjoying the view…………
Erika noted her taupe layered and shapely calves under that thin nylon………..the dark seams cutting sexily up those legs………right down to the counter on the back of those brown heels……….
Clik Clak……..…Clik Clak
The young woman’s lower legs effecting fast and short, exaggerated movements which in itself caused the girls round arse to shimmy left and right……….and for her hips to swing……….
She had her chin up again…………
Very stuck up this one………..thought she was really something
Erika followed………….also noting the vertical line of the zip at the rear of that skirt, the zipper following the curve of that womanly rump underneath………..those round and juicy cheeks swaying from left to right…………..all tucked up inside……….
Erika had an urge to pinch one………that would have gone down well
The woman’s arm bent around and over her bag as she sauntered along……….a briefcase hanging from the other gloved hand……..
The beret at the back of her head…………
She looked quite the professional…………
Was that her petticoat or slip underneath hissing on nylon……..
Erika liked to think so………silk or satin sliding over nylon……….polyester straps or whatever
Delicious………she hoped to find out soon enough , the wait was driving her mad
The click clacking of those delectable high heels on concrete was making it hard to confirm…….
Underneath………..what was she wearing………
Erika’s imagination was working overtime………..she was back in those women’s bedrooms…….
Erika’s mouth was moist………
Her imagination kicking in as ogled the back of that curled and waved and very oblivious head, wearing that rather stupid yet annoyingly cute hat……..
There was a tortoiseshell butterfly clip under there…….
Erika was sure of it
Erika intended to find out all soon enough………
She overtook the slower moving visitor…………before she took the right way to the Administrative Building………which was the wrong way for Erika………
There was no signage on the concrete path, with Erika leading Fraulein Schrieber was unknowingly led off to the left………
Away from her intended and expected destination………….
In front was the courtyard layered in grey gravel or ballast………..which had doubled as a parade ground in the present and in the past……..
Erika had no wish to cut straight across…………it would have been quicker to reach her block
However,
There may be the chance that they would both be observed from one of the windows of the surrounding buildings……….
Erika did not want Schreiber to be seen………
No one bothered the Guardroom unless it was really necessary………….so she was safe there in not having her little escapade discovered prematurely……….
To get to her Accommodation Block, they would both have to cross the road to rejoin another concrete path……..
Erika and Schreiber were walking off to the left, following the existing path…….which had the advantage of being bordered by a line of trees
Erika led the way now………..confident of the clip clipping heels following right behind her……….`
‘Not far’ she offered……..
There was no reply from the still annoyed primadonna in the suit………
Erika’s head shot to the right……….
She had heard voices……….
She looked through the trees………two girls of another class………..to her right and on the other side of the courtyard…………
They were heading the other way………..
They had not seen her and Schrieber, who was sill innocently oblivious to the fact that she was being led in the opposite direction of her intended destination……
Totally oblivious to any outrageous notion that she would soon be stripped of her clothes………….
And why would she be on guard……….she was only here to sign for and collect some paperwork………
‘Not long now’ offered Erika…….
Who was getting excited, the tone in her voice giving that pleasure away………..
‘Yes…….you just said that’ came the annoyed reply……….
Schrieber took it that the rather outwardly thick girl was taking some form of delight in delivering her to her destination………
Unbeknownst to her,
That was not the source of Erika’s excitement……….
Schrieber herself was the source of that……….and Erika getting her hands on her………all alone……….
The woman would have been horrified if she had had any inkling of what was planned for her……..…and would have run now screaming for help, skirt permitting………
But time was running out for that……..and she had no idea
‘There we are……..arrived’ called Erika in a joyful tone…………
A large concrete building was now on Schrieber’s left…………..white painted ferrous concrete……….uniformal windows on two floors either side of a large wooden doored entrance…………concrete steps……..
Paula Schreiber looked up as she walked by, following towards the steps and doors…..……her dark taupe shaded stockinged legs and brown heeled feet passed a row of rectangular and long windows set at ground level……….
She did not see these darkened bays as she looking up………….these were the windows of the basement………..
And Fraulein Schreiber had just unknowingly passed Room 104………..
‘It looks like a Barracks’ stated Schreiber, her skirt making hard work of the concrete steps, she could not fully raise her knees within it………..plus the tight and invisible slip worn underneath
Erika had almost skipped up steps………….
At the top she turned around smiling………waiting for the woman to catch up……….
‘It was once’ she replied
Schreiber finally reached the top of the concrete steps……..
The woman was about to say something when Erika turned on her heel and went inside…..
Erika was well aware that she had to keep the woman moving………..keeping her mind occupied, not giving her time to take in details………..
Like this foyer was not furnished for Administration for a start………and no one was around
As soon as Schrieber entered the tiled lobby her heels were amplified in volume………
The sound was delicious to Erika’s ears………..a sound she wished to mimic very soon ………..with her own feet being inside those shoes………..and wearing those stockings too
She had never worn real ladies’ stockings………..she had only toyed with them in her hands, and run them over her face and nose………
Today……..that would change
The central staircase was empty of foot traffic and sound……….upstairs were the rooms of the lady instructors that Erika had conducted her sinister research…………
And of course there was her own……….
The duty station was likewise empty…….
Schreiber was being led towards what looked like an elevator…………
‘Rather empty isn’t it’ and rather spartan for an administration building Schrieber thought……but she would never have guessed what was in store for her……….
She followed the girl…….
‘lunchtime’ Erika flatly stated pressing the elevator call button……….there was a loud grating noise as the lift ascended…………
Schrieber looked around……….hardly impressed, and this is where they trained some of Leipzig’s Party Elite……..it was more like being in the Army
‘Not much of anything’ she murmured…..
The elevator reached the ground floor……………
Erika was elated that there was still no one around, no one came in through those wooden double doors……….
She pulled open the iron grill……….
With a flare of her hand, she offered the woman the first place inside……….
Schrieber holding her briefcase, her shoulder bag under her right arm moved inside the lift quickly followed by Erika……….
It was a bit of a tight squeeze for two………
Erika was very close to Schrieber now, both almost squashed together ……..and the woman did not like it……….at all
She tried to retreat into a corner………..
Erika could detect the fragrance of perfume………something sweet, not too sweet and overpowering………..she liked it
Eager to apply some of that to herself…….
Erika audibly sniffed in the fragrance of the woman…….
Schreiber attempted to move back into a corner, holding her bag and case against herself……….trying to give herself more distance from this annoying and obviously weird girl………
What was that sniffing all about………it definitely was not her
Erika noted that Schrieber was taller than herself………her alarm was brief, after all Schriber was wearing high heels……
Erika was not
They would be nearly the same height flat footed………
‘Not very comfortable is it’ Schreiber’s tone said it all……….
‘You’ll be comfortable soon enough’ countered Erika, reaching past the woman to press a button
‘What’ exclaimed Schrieber, not understanding the comment
There was a judder as the lift finally moved…….not up……….but down
‘Oh Bugger’ said Erika……..feigning annoyance and ignoring the woman’s last remark
The lift clattered downwards……....and then suddenly dropped for a moment
‘What the hell now’ Schreiber shouted in fright and exasperation………
The lift recovered and descended
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jaegerhunde01
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Re: A RIDDLE WRAPPED IN A MYSTERY INSIDE AN ENIGMA
From the ground floor level both females’ heads and faces descended from view………especially Schrieber’s wide open eyes behind those thick framed spectacles, curled brown hair and beret styled hat, just visible at the back of her head………
Her red painted mouth open in an almost an ‘O’ in shape………
‘I pressed the wrong button’ explained Erika……..
She had not of course
The lift stopped with an abrupt halt as the runners smacked to the blocks set below on the shaft floor………
Schreiber was jolted up and backwards against the wood paneled wall………
In fact, her heeled feet had briefly left the pitted and linoleum lined floor.....…..the sudden halt had been that hard
‘You okay’ enquired Erika
Without waiting for a reply………
Erika pulled open the grating………and stepped out of the lift
Quickly followed by the woman………..who was cursing under her breath………
Erika caught a few choice words aimed at herself and obviously questioning her mental competence
There was only natural light filtering into the basement, light yes, enough to see………but dark with shadow………
To their right was old Oskar’s small cubby holed office…………
Erika looked at the woman……..
Who after the initial fright of the erratic elevator ride was returning to her usual self……….irritated and angry………….and pompous
Under that face powder Erika noted that the woman’s face was turning crimson……..
‘We had better not chance that again’ Erika’s hand pointed to the lift
Schreiber readjusted her shoulder bag strap once more…………and firmly gripped the briefcase
‘We’ll take the stairs this time………safer’ offered Erika
‘On what floor is the Direktorin’s office and this Frau Weber I am supposed to meet’ her tone suggested she knew the answer already……….
She was angry……..
She was also straightening her clothes, getting back her once calm composure
Erika looked coy and innocent……..and shrugged her shoulders
‘Second’
Schreiber’s voice raised an octave or two…….
‘In these bloody shoes………you have to be joking’
Erika played dumb……..
‘Sorry Fraulein Schreiber’
She pointed to the door at the other end of the corridor………
With her hand she indicated in that direction…….
‘Please……’
Paula Schreiber cursed under her breath again and stormed off towards the far door as fast as her restrictive skirt would allow her…….
Her heels clip clipping up the hallway……….her tight arse swinging as her hips did
She was now facing the door, moving fast, intent on leaving this dust laden basement………….and this clown of an escort
Followed closely by Erika……..
As she sauntered along Schreiber bitterly complained……….
‘I have never encountered a more useless bunch of………’ her voice loud, she meant Erika to hear the insults
‘Top institute my arse……..’
The abuse kept coming…………
Erika’s eyes narrowed, almost sharklike now……….her heart thumping….
Her hand reached into her skirt pocket……..it felt something slightly long and metallic
‘Herr Rosen said that this zoo was second to none’ Schreiber’s heels clacking away…………..her thighs pulling on the skirt, her dark and seamed stockings flashing back and forwards…………
Never looking back at the girl following behind her………..and catching up
Erika slipped out the metal object from her skirt pocket………….and gripped it hard in her right hand
Fraulein Schreiber still ignorant of the movement and the girl closing in on her, and that malevolent stare which if seen would have made her scream out in terror…………
She was just intent on reaching the doorway and then navigating the stairs………
The stupid girl did not look that stupid anymore……..
Nor sickinly cute or overly charming either…………
Schreiber was nearing Room 104, but that number or door meant nothing to her……….
But the room meant something to Erika………..she had prepared the space
The door was unlocked……………the stolen key inserted within the lock, on the inside
Erika quickened her pace even more………closing in faster on the unsuspecting woman’s back…….
Erika had to time this right…………
She was close to pouncing…………
Schreiber was still grousing aloud………
Her heels still striking the concrete in a regular staccato of amplified noise………
‘Bloody Zoo, inhabited by village idiots and I will tell you some…………’
Her nagging arrogant voice had been suddenly cut off
It all happened so fast………
'MMMHHGGG!!'.............the corridor echoed with this sound
Paula Schreiber initially felt the hard impact of another body smack into her from behind………..instantaneously someone had savagely gripped her around the mouth……..…stifling her scream of shock
She felt the breath forced out of her lungs as a strong arm wrapped itself around her ribcage, squeezed and at the same time had lifted her off her feet……….
Her neck was being pulled back by the hand……….the hand pulling her face and chin to one side……….
She screamed in terror……….
Her screamed words unintelligible……..
‘UUrrgguummhhpppfff’
The regular stride of her click clacking heels had gone…….
Replaced by a scrabbling and the odd screech as the heels momentarily touched the concrete floor of the corridor……..
Schreiber's stocking sheathed legs scrambling and cycling for any purchase as she was involuntarily propelled towards a wooden door………
A door marked as 104
When grabbed Schreiber had dropped her briefcase........... which had toppled over onto the cold floor.........
The door was approaching fast.........
Before she knew it Schreiber had banged into and was through it........
Her head was back now at a painful angle..............her arm was in agony, that girl........it must be her........had twisted it back and up........
Paula Schreiber feared that she was going to break it..........
‘MMMMFFF!’
‘MMFFF....MFF!’
So much pain......that she did not hear the door slam shut behind her.......
The woman was so arched back the toe box of her shoes was the only part touching the floor.........
Her horror filled eyes slanted to one side..........trying to see what the girl was trying to do to her
‘MMMGGGFFGH!’
'MMF FHPH!'
Her hand gagged face was violently shaken........a strong indication for the muted screams to cease
Schreiber stopped bellowing........scared out of her wits
Her arm was suddenly released.........now numb and partially useless
Her jaw unfortunately remained savagely held tight.............her neck was now hurting as it was pulled back even further..........exposing her neck...........
Her chest now provocatively thrust forward..........the decent sized curve of her bust now evident and very exposed..........
Ready for whatever anyone wanted to do with them both..........if they wished, Paula Schreiber would have been unable to resist..........or protest for that matter
Her back arched into what must be painful stress position...........
Her legs wide within the restrictive skirt........pulling the tweed material even tighter across her thighs and legs.......
Her said legs were nearly buckling in terror and shock...........
Paula Schreiber was now reduced to a low moaning.........
‘ghmph’.......
Her body tense and stiff..........
Snorting heavily through her nose for air to breath.........
Her curved womanly chest rising rapidly up and down under her blouse and jacket..........
Her eyes filled with terror.........
She suddenly felt something hard and metallic at her throat..........pressed deep into her neck........
'MMPH'
She was terrified now.........close to wetting herself
It must be a knife..........
Then she finally heard the voice in her right ear..........
At the same time the voice applied more pressure with the metal at her throat
The hand gagged woman heard the words............in the tone of no mere girl
The voice was hard, authoritative and full of menace..........and very controlled.........and defiantly of one who was in command........
Paula Schreiber finally went limp........she nearly passed out
It was a just a few lines from the voice..........but the knife and the tone petrified her
‘Do as I say...........and take your clothes off’
Paula Schreiber thought it was best to comply.............
Her red painted mouth open in an almost an ‘O’ in shape………
‘I pressed the wrong button’ explained Erika……..
She had not of course
The lift stopped with an abrupt halt as the runners smacked to the blocks set below on the shaft floor………
Schreiber was jolted up and backwards against the wood paneled wall………
In fact, her heeled feet had briefly left the pitted and linoleum lined floor.....…..the sudden halt had been that hard
‘You okay’ enquired Erika
Without waiting for a reply………
Erika pulled open the grating………and stepped out of the lift
Quickly followed by the woman………..who was cursing under her breath………
Erika caught a few choice words aimed at herself and obviously questioning her mental competence
There was only natural light filtering into the basement, light yes, enough to see………but dark with shadow………
To their right was old Oskar’s small cubby holed office…………
Erika looked at the woman……..
Who after the initial fright of the erratic elevator ride was returning to her usual self……….irritated and angry………….and pompous
Under that face powder Erika noted that the woman’s face was turning crimson……..
‘We had better not chance that again’ Erika’s hand pointed to the lift
Schreiber readjusted her shoulder bag strap once more…………and firmly gripped the briefcase
‘We’ll take the stairs this time………safer’ offered Erika
‘On what floor is the Direktorin’s office and this Frau Weber I am supposed to meet’ her tone suggested she knew the answer already……….
She was angry……..
She was also straightening her clothes, getting back her once calm composure
Erika looked coy and innocent……..and shrugged her shoulders
‘Second’
Schreiber’s voice raised an octave or two…….
‘In these bloody shoes………you have to be joking’
Erika played dumb……..
‘Sorry Fraulein Schreiber’
She pointed to the door at the other end of the corridor………
With her hand she indicated in that direction…….
‘Please……’
Paula Schreiber cursed under her breath again and stormed off towards the far door as fast as her restrictive skirt would allow her…….
Her heels clip clipping up the hallway……….her tight arse swinging as her hips did
She was now facing the door, moving fast, intent on leaving this dust laden basement………….and this clown of an escort
Followed closely by Erika……..
As she sauntered along Schreiber bitterly complained……….
‘I have never encountered a more useless bunch of………’ her voice loud, she meant Erika to hear the insults
‘Top institute my arse……..’
The abuse kept coming…………
Erika’s eyes narrowed, almost sharklike now……….her heart thumping….
Her hand reached into her skirt pocket……..it felt something slightly long and metallic
‘Herr Rosen said that this zoo was second to none’ Schreiber’s heels clacking away…………..her thighs pulling on the skirt, her dark and seamed stockings flashing back and forwards…………
Never looking back at the girl following behind her………..and catching up
Erika slipped out the metal object from her skirt pocket………….and gripped it hard in her right hand
Fraulein Schreiber still ignorant of the movement and the girl closing in on her, and that malevolent stare which if seen would have made her scream out in terror…………
She was just intent on reaching the doorway and then navigating the stairs………
The stupid girl did not look that stupid anymore……..
Nor sickinly cute or overly charming either…………
Schreiber was nearing Room 104, but that number or door meant nothing to her……….
But the room meant something to Erika………..she had prepared the space
The door was unlocked……………the stolen key inserted within the lock, on the inside
Erika quickened her pace even more………closing in faster on the unsuspecting woman’s back…….
Erika had to time this right…………
She was close to pouncing…………
Schreiber was still grousing aloud………
Her heels still striking the concrete in a regular staccato of amplified noise………
‘Bloody Zoo, inhabited by village idiots and I will tell you some…………’
Her nagging arrogant voice had been suddenly cut off
It all happened so fast………
'MMMHHGGG!!'.............the corridor echoed with this sound
Paula Schreiber initially felt the hard impact of another body smack into her from behind………..instantaneously someone had savagely gripped her around the mouth……..…stifling her scream of shock
She felt the breath forced out of her lungs as a strong arm wrapped itself around her ribcage, squeezed and at the same time had lifted her off her feet……….
Her neck was being pulled back by the hand……….the hand pulling her face and chin to one side……….
She screamed in terror……….
Her screamed words unintelligible……..
‘UUrrgguummhhpppfff’
The regular stride of her click clacking heels had gone…….
Replaced by a scrabbling and the odd screech as the heels momentarily touched the concrete floor of the corridor……..
Schreiber's stocking sheathed legs scrambling and cycling for any purchase as she was involuntarily propelled towards a wooden door………
A door marked as 104
When grabbed Schreiber had dropped her briefcase........... which had toppled over onto the cold floor.........
The door was approaching fast.........
Before she knew it Schreiber had banged into and was through it........
Her head was back now at a painful angle..............her arm was in agony, that girl........it must be her........had twisted it back and up........
Paula Schreiber feared that she was going to break it..........
‘MMMMFFF!’
‘MMFFF....MFF!’
So much pain......that she did not hear the door slam shut behind her.......
The woman was so arched back the toe box of her shoes was the only part touching the floor.........
Her horror filled eyes slanted to one side..........trying to see what the girl was trying to do to her
‘MMMGGGFFGH!’
'MMF FHPH!'
Her hand gagged face was violently shaken........a strong indication for the muted screams to cease
Schreiber stopped bellowing........scared out of her wits
Her arm was suddenly released.........now numb and partially useless
Her jaw unfortunately remained savagely held tight.............her neck was now hurting as it was pulled back even further..........exposing her neck...........
Her chest now provocatively thrust forward..........the decent sized curve of her bust now evident and very exposed..........
Ready for whatever anyone wanted to do with them both..........if they wished, Paula Schreiber would have been unable to resist..........or protest for that matter
Her back arched into what must be painful stress position...........
Her legs wide within the restrictive skirt........pulling the tweed material even tighter across her thighs and legs.......
Her said legs were nearly buckling in terror and shock...........
Paula Schreiber was now reduced to a low moaning.........
‘ghmph’.......
Her body tense and stiff..........
Snorting heavily through her nose for air to breath.........
Her curved womanly chest rising rapidly up and down under her blouse and jacket..........
Her eyes filled with terror.........
She suddenly felt something hard and metallic at her throat..........pressed deep into her neck........
'MMPH'
She was terrified now.........close to wetting herself
It must be a knife..........
Then she finally heard the voice in her right ear..........
At the same time the voice applied more pressure with the metal at her throat
The hand gagged woman heard the words............in the tone of no mere girl
The voice was hard, authoritative and full of menace..........and very controlled.........and defiantly of one who was in command........
Paula Schreiber finally went limp........she nearly passed out
It was a just a few lines from the voice..........but the knife and the tone petrified her
‘Do as I say...........and take your clothes off’
Paula Schreiber thought it was best to comply.............
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Re: A RIDDLE WRAPPED IN A MYSTERY INSIDE AN ENIGMA
Thanks for this great great article! Your writing is so vivid and awesome! Really looking forward to the next chapter!
