House Rules
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‘Take them with you when you go. I believe they will do the job. You are lucky: Margaret is away for a day or so, and Helena is at the house. You will be able to take the evidence and get away. Then Helena – both of you, really – will be free to begin a new life.’
Ingrid seemed wistful as she said these last words, but then she smiled. ‘And I can come to visit you from time to time.’ Seeing his expression, half happy and half doubtful, she continued, ‘I have spoken to Helena. She would like that very much. She is not possessive, or jealous of her old foster mother. She will make you a good companion, and I will be happy for you both. And one day you will come home and find me tied to your bed, just like this. And I will not be plugged as I am now. You will be able to take me in any way you choose. Helena knows what I like. Indeed, I suspect she got her own inclinations from me, though how I cannot tell. It cannot be genetic, because she is not related to me. So it must have been something in the atmosphere in which she was raised: something between Margaret and me. From Margaret she has learnt domination, and from me, submission. She can be both for you. A happy combination.’
Richard leant down and kissed Ingrid’s lips. It was a long kiss, combining gratitude, respect and relief. And love.
When he drew back, Ingrid lay for a long time with her eyes closed. Richard thought she might be going back to sleep. But suddenly she looked at him, smiling, and he too felt glad. Glad he had found her, and relieved that he would not have to leave her for ever. Visits. Yes, they would have visits. They could continue to give themselves that pleasure.
‘Now it is time for you to go, Richard. Use my telephone to call Helena. She will come to pick you up, and you can get the papers from Margaret’s safe. Go to Helena and get her away from here. And be happy. Kiss me once more, and then replace the gag. I will lie here for a few more hours and then have another surprise awakening.’
Richard bent down once more to kiss her lips. She thrust herself up as far as her bonds would allow, holding herself against him. At length they both drew back. Richard replaced the gag and buckled the Straps tightly behind Ingrid’s head, leaving her bound and helpless as he had found her. He felt a moment’s envy of Hans, whom he had never met, because this was how he too would find her in a few hours. And they would share their own lovemaking, she bound and gagged, but insatiable. He hoped they would enjoy one another.
He closed the door quietly and moved across the sitting room to the telephone. He dialled the number of Margaret’s country house. There was no way of knowing who would answer it, particularly at this hour of the morning. It rang and rang. Finally it was answered. He thought he recognised Heidi’s sleepy voice. At least it was not Margaret.
‘Heidi? It’s Richard. Sorry to wake you. Is Helena there?’
Heidi gave a gasp of surprise. ‘I thought you were staying in Basle. Madame said you wouldn’t be back.’
‘I escaped. I’ll tell you about it when I see you, but I need to talk to Helena now, if she’s there.’
Richard waited for what seemed like an eternity before Helena came on the line. She too expressed surprise. And pleasure, he was glad to hear.
‘I did not think you would stay in Basle. Margaret said you had gone for good, but I knew you would come back for me. I am so glad to hear your voice.’
It sounded as if she was crying, but he couldn’t ask. He said instead, ‘I’m at your mother’s house in the village. Can you come and pick me up?’
‘Yes,’ Helena said, happily. ‘Ten minutes. Wait for me!’ She put the phone down.
Richard hung up too and crossed to the bedroom once more. He opened the door quietly. Ingrid lay with her eyes closed, the light from the bedside lamp falling softly on her naked body, making highlights and dark shadows. He closed the door again and went silently down the stairs. He locked the door behind him. It wouldn’t do to leave it open with Ingrid lying bound and gagged in the bedroom. He stood in the shadows waiting for Helena. The night was clear and cold, the air moving around his legs. He wondered if women were always as aware of their exposed legs as he was. The tights did not provide much warmth. He would have to get used to that.
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