Janice 3 The Conclusion

Janice’s heart skipped a beat when Mark’s eyes met hers across the dim half-light of the Club Domino’s dance floor. Slowly he approached her booth and stood before her. 

“May I sit down?” he asked, obviously unsure of himself.

“Please do, Mark...By the way, is that your real name?” she replied.

“Yes, it is. I’m here to... make up for what I did...that other night. Is there any way you can forgive me?”

Janice looked deep into Mark’s eyes, seeking malice and finding none...

“I-I’d like us to... sort of... start again, if we can put the past behind us. I’ve never met someone who makes me feel like you do. I love you, Janice, it’s only that I’m awkward with girls, always have been. Ever since I first saw you a few weeks ago here in the Domino, I’ve wanted to be with you, really.”

“And so that’s why you drugged me, Mark? That’s not what people normally do”. She allowed a steel edge to creep into her voice.

Mark slumped back in his seat, convinced that Janice was about to identify him to some waiting undercover cop.

“I’m in your hands, Janice. I’ve only been with one other girl before you, and when I told her of my... urges, she laughed at me and told me to get lost. I couldn’t take that again, Janice.”

“Tell me about your...urges, Mark” she prompted.

“I’m into bondage, Janice. Not pain or anything like that, just bondage and fetish clothing. I usually keep it suppressed, but it’s always boiling inside me. That night I did what I did with you, I hated myself but loved what I was doing at the same time...I can’t explain it better than that.”

“What do you think we should do now, Mark?” she said.

“I’m in your hands, Jan,” he repeated “What I did was wrong. When I said in my note that I was ready for you to hand me in to the Police I meant it. I’m no rapist, Janice...although that’s what I did the other night...Duh. That doesn’t sound so good, does it?”

Janice almost smiled at Mark’s confused bluster and decided to pile on the pressure.

“Yes, Mark. There is someone else here waiting for you and I’m going to call her over. You’re going to tell her what you’ve just told me and I intend to press charges.” And with that she motioned Annelise to join them, being careful to use the right signal for the strategy they had planned beforehand.

True to his word, Mark confessed all to Annelise, whom he believed to be a Female Police Officer. She then ‘read him his rights’ and instructed him to leave the Club Domino quietly with herself and Janice.

Once outside, Mark was led to Annelise’s car, conveniently parked in a shadowy corner of the Club Domino’s Parking lot. Annelise handcuffed Mark’s wrists behind his back and sat him inside the car. The three then drove off toward Annelise’s apartment, which had an underground parking lot. Mark was so dejected and withdrawn into himself that he failed to notice that this was no police Station until Annelise’s apartment door closed behind him. Janice immediately pulled a sack over Mark’s head and they then hustled him into a tiny closet barely large enough for him to stand in, locking the door behind him and plunging him into darkness.

Both girls collapsed into hysterical fits of laughter and after a celebratory stiff drink began to prepare for phase two of their plan.
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A totally confused Mark stood in utter darkness wondering what the hell was going on, when he heard the door to his tiny prison open. He stood there as a collar was placed around his neck, pulling the hood closer against his face. He then felt the tug of a leash prompting him to gingerly step in the direction his captors wanted him to go. He was led to a toilet where he was allowed to relieve himself. Finally he was made to stand in a certain spot, whereupon he was given a firm push, sending him face down onto a bed. He then felt two bodies upon his back, holding him down while ropes were tied around his wrists. The handcuffs were then unlocked and his arms drawn out towards the corners of the bed. His ankles were similarly bound and drawn to the opposite corners of the bed, so that he was now spread-eagled face down.

Jan and Annie set to work cutting Mark’s clothes from his body until he was totally naked. Annelise then switched off the room light and removed the hood. Janice then firmly held a cloth pad holding ether over Mark’s nose and mouth until his struggles subsided...

Mark slowly regained consciousness, still in darkness. He could feel his hands tied over his head and to a headboard, and his legs were spread to opposing corners of the bed. His skin tingled, and the slight movements he was able to make brought strange, slippery sensations to his whole body. His legs, in particular, felt weird...

Presently he sensed movement in the room, and he winced as a blindfold was abruptly removed from his eyes. As his vision cleared two forms before his resolved into the persons of Janice and Annelise...and they were gorgeous! Both were alluringly clad in black lingerie, stockings, garter belts, bras, panties and elbow length gloves. Without a word both girls strode to his side and placed a hand each on his thighs...again that odd silky feeling...both hands strayed up to his genitals and began caressing his balls and cock. He began to rise to the situation, but some something held down his cock. He looked down at his body, and was stunned to see that he was dressed in female underwear and a see-through full-length negligee. His legs were sheathed in stockings, supported by a garter belt. A padded bra had been placed on his breasts and elbow gloves completed the ensemble. The only difference was that ‘his’ lingerie was white. He then realised with a shock that every scrap of body hair had been removed. A glimmer of understanding entered his mind. Janice and the other girl had skilfully engineered a role reversal of what he had done to Janice. He wondered what the hell they had planned...

Annelise stepped back and allowed Janice to have the first go at Mark. Janice draped herself over Mark, writhing on his silk clad form. She opened up the front of his negligee and undid the clasps on the ‘easy access’ panties, revealing his balls and cock. She descended slowly down Mark’s body and took Mark’s cock in her mouth. She began licking and sucking him slowly. Mark had never imagined himself in such a situation before, and with the realisation that he was not going to go to Jail abandoned himself to enjoy the unexpected situation. Janice’s caresses soon brought Mark to the very edge, but as soon as Janice sensed the impending climax, she immediately withdrew, leaving Mark groaning with sexual frustration...

Now it was Annelise’s turn... She advanced on Mark and replaced the blindfold. She also inserted and fastened a ball gag in Mark’s mouth. She then rolled a condom along the length of Mark’s penis and positioned herself with her sex just above...then ever so slowly lowered herself onto mark, impaling herself on his raging erection. She began pleasuring herself slowly, then remorselessly built up the pace, until she came with a scream... Mark, however, had not yet come, and Annelise gave him no further opportunity to do so. She drew herself off from him, and collapsed into an armchair to recover...

Mark was beside himself with lust. He was also frantic with the desire to come, but was unable to stimulate himself over the edge (Janice had slightly numbed his penis with desensitising spray before he had woken up). Janice and Annelise kept tormenting him throughout the day, until his swollen balls ached with cum. Finally, the two exhausted women pulled away, and lay down beside the still bound Mark, to sleep away their fatigue.

Mark awoke the next morning, still clad in the lingerie, but freed from his bonds. He saw the still form of Janice, asleep on the other side of the double bed. He wondered where the other woman had gone, and who she might have been. But for now, he had Janice. She stirred, opened her eyes, and smiled lovingly into the face of her onetime captor. After a long pause, Mark drew Janice to himself and they embraced, having been brought together by bondage.

The End.
 
 
 

20.04.04