about of the story takes topographic point in a room in a house called 'The pigeonhole', which the narrator, `` Deepak ``, converts into a kind of titillating distortion chamber equipped with beds to which woman can be strapped and held helpless and which is soundproofed to make their screams unheard. early equipment includes cords and pulleys, flagellation implements and a mechanical `` chairman of Treachery '' to which helpless females are lured to be restrained in.

from the Dairy of Mr. Deepak Kumar..

I will not take up the clip of my reviewer by detailing the circumstances under which Leah, roused in me the desire for vengeance which resulted in the way I adopted and which I am about to relate. Suffice it then to say that Leah cruelly and unjustifiably jilted me ! In my bitterness of smell, I swore that if I ever had an opportunity of getting hold of her, I would fix her voluptuous person indemnify me for my dashing hopes and that I would snatch from her by force play the bridegroom 's privileges that I so ardently coveted. But I had to dissemble ! Leah and I had many reciprocal friends to whom this rupture was unknown.

We were therefore constantly meeting each early, and if I gave her the slightest hint of my intentions towards her, it would be fatal to the very tentative opportunity of success that I had ! And so successfully did I hold in my genuine feelings under a cloak of generous acceptance of her action that she had not the faintest idea ( as she afterwards admitted to me ) that I was playing a part.

But, as the saw says, everything comes to the man who can hold off. For some considerable time, it seemed as if it would be wise on my part to desolate my desire for vengeance, as the portion of our daily lives were such as did not promise the remote opportunity of my getting will power of Leah under precondition of either place or time suitable for the achievement of my role. Nevertheless, I controlled my patience and hoped for the best, enduring as well as I could the torture of unsatisfied desire and increasing lust.

It then happened that I had social occasion to change my abidance, and in my hunt for fresh accommodation near my college in UK, I came across a modest cortege of a sitting-room and two bedrooms which would by themselves have suited me excellently ; but with them, the landlord desired to let what he termed a box or lumber-room. I demurred to this addition, but as he remained house, I asked to see the room. It was most funny both as heed access and appearance. The former was by a suddenly passage from the landing, furnished with remarkably well-fitting doors at each end. The way was nearly public square, of a beneficial size and lofty, but the walls were unplowed, keep open by the one entryway, light and air being derived from a skylight, or rather lantern, which occupied the capital part of the cap and was supported by four strong and hardy wooden pillars.

Further, the paries were thickly padded, while iron anchor ring were let into them at regular distances all round in two course, one close to the floor and the former about a height of eight animal foot ; from the roof shaft of light dangled rope pulley-block in pairs between the pillars, while the two recesses on the entryway side, caused by the acoustic projection of the transit into the room, looked as if they had at one fourth dimension been separated from the rest of the elbow room by measure, almost as if they were cells. So unusual indeed was the appearance of the whole room that I asked its history, and was informed that the house had been built as a private lunatic asylum at the sentence when the now unstylish public square in which it stood was one of the centres of fashion, and that this was the old 'mad-room'in which crimson patients were confined, the bolts, ring and pulley-block being used to restrain them when very violent, while the cushioning and the treble door made the room absolutely soundproof and prevented the ravings of the inpatient from annoying the neighbor. The landlord added that the soundproof quality was no fiction as the room had frequently been tested by incredulous visitors.

Like lightning the thought flashed through my wit. Was not this elbow room the very place for the consummation of my scheme of revenge ? If I succeeded in luring Leah into it, she would be completely at my mercy, for her howler for assistance would not be heard and would only increase my pleasure, while the deadbolt, rings, pulley, etc., supplemented with a piffling suitable furniture, would enable me to secure her in any way I wished and to hold her fixed while I amused myself with her. Delighted with the thought, I agreed to let in the way in my suite.

Quietly, but with oceanic abyss forethought and planning, I got certain article of furniture made which, while in outwards visual aspect nigh innocent, as well as most comfy, was in accuracy full-of-the-moon of hidden mechanisms planned for the special discomfiture of any woman or girl that I might wish to hold in physical command. I had the floor covered with slurred Persian carpeting and rugs, and the two bay converted into nominal photographic laboratories, but in a way that made them worthy for washbowl and dressing-rooms. When completed, the 'Pigeonhole'( as I christened it ) was in appearance a distinctly passably and comfy way, while in realness it was nothing more or to a lesser extent than a disguised torture chamber !

And now came the difficult part of my scheme.

How to frame Leah ? Unfortunately she was not residing in Jack London but a slight way out. She lived with a married babe, and never seemed to get to Town except in her sister 's caller. My difficulty was therefore how to get Leah by herself for a sufficiently foresighted clock time to accomplish my designs, and sorely I cudgelled my brains over this problem !

The sister frequently visited townspeople at irregular separation as dictated by the contingency of social duty or shopping. True to my policy of having well-disposed relations I had welcomed them to my rooms for rest and refreshment and had encouraged them to use my one-quarter ; and partly because of the propinquity of the rooms to trustee Street, partly because of the very dainty meal I invariably placed before them, but mainly because of the soothing restfulness induced by the absolute quiet of the pigeonhole after the roar and turmoil of the streets, it soon became their unconstipated recitation to reward me with their party for lunch or tea whenever they came to town and had no special interlocking. I need hardly add that secretly I hoped these sojourn might play me an opportunity of executing my retaliation, but for some calendar month I seemed doomed to disappointment.

I used to suffer the tortures of Tantalus when I saw Leah unsuspectingly braving me in the very room I had prepared for her infringement, within actual reach of me and of out of sight machinery that would aim her at my disposal, did I set it working, were it not for her sister 's presence ! In fact, so keenly did I experience the position that I began to plan the capture of both sisters together, to include Lana in the punishment designed for Leah, and the idea in itself was not unpleasing, as Lana was a fine specimen of female person shape and blood of a larger and more stately type than Leah ( who was 'petite'), and one could do much sorry than have her at one 's disposal for an hour or two to experience and fuck ! So seriously did I entertain this labor, that I got an armchair made in such a way that the releasing of a closed book catch would set justify mechanisms that would be actuated by the weighting of the occupant and would cause the arms to fold inwards and firmly jug the sitter. Furnished with luxurious upholstery and the catch fixed, it made the most inviting of chairs, and from its showtime appearance, Leah took will power of it, in happy ignorance that it was intended to go for her firmly imprisoned while I tackled and secured Lana !

Before, however, I resorted to this desperate measure, my patience was rewarded ! And this is how it happened.

One even, the familiar note came to say the sis were coming to town on the future day and would amount for lunch. A small before the appointed hour Leah, to my surprise, appeared alone ! She said that, after the note had been posted, Lana became ill and had been very poorly all night and so could not make out to town, though better. The shopping engagement was one of considerable grandness to Leah, and therefore she had come up alone ; she had called to excuse matters to me, but would not stop to lunch, she would get a cup of tea and a bun somewhere.

Against this desertion of me, I vigorously protested, but I doubt if I would have induced her to stay had not a smart shower of rain come on. This made her hesitate about going out into it with the dress she was wearing, as it would be ruined, and finally she consented to induce lunch and leave immediately afterwards.

While she was away in the spare bedroom used by the sisters on their visits, I was in a bona fide turmoil of agitation ! Leah in my rooms by herself ! It seemed too goodness to be true ! But I remembered I yet had to get her into the Pigeonhole ; she was absolutely safe from my designs everywhere but there ! But it was imperative that she should be in no way alarmed, and so, with a strong effort, I controlled my trousering excitement, and by the time Leah rejoined me in the dining-room I was my usual self.

luncheon was quickly served. At first, Leah seemed a little nervous and constrained, but by tactful conversation, I soon set her at ease and she then chatted away naturally and merrily. I had craftily placed her with her back to the window so that she should not take down signs that a bad storm was brewing : and soon, with atonement, I saw that the weather was getting risky and speculative ! But it might at any mo begin to clear away, and so the sooner I could get her into my Pigeonhole, the secure for me - and the worse for her ! So, by every means in my king, I hurried on the subroutine of lunch.

Leah was leisurely finishing her coffee bean when a rale of rain against the window panes, followed by an ominous growl of thunder, made her outset from her chair and go to the casement. 'Oh ! upright face at the rain !'she exclaimed in dismay, 'how very unfortunate person !'

I joined her at the window : 'By Jupiter, it is bad !'I replied, then added, 'and it looks like lasting. I hope that you have no important engagement for the afternoon that will keep you much in the open ?'As I spoke, there came a bright flash of lightning closely followed by a pealing of thunder, which sent Leah staggering backwards with a scared face.

'Oh !'she exclaimed, evidently frightened ; then, after a pause ,'I am a horrid little Coward about thunderstorm : they just terrorise me !'

'Wo n't you then guide refuge in the pigeonhole ?'I asked with a host 's look of concern .'I do n't intend you will see the lightning there and you certainly wo n't hear the boom, as the room is soundproof. Shall we go there ?'and I opened the door invitingly.

Leah hesitated. Was her guardian angel trying to devote her a precursory hint of what her fate would be if she accepted my seemingly innocent hint ? But at that moment came another fanfare of lightning, blinding in its intensity, and almost simultaneously a yowl of hell dust. This settled the query in my favour ! 'Yes, yes !'she exclaimed, then ran out. I closely following her, my spirit beating exultingly ! Quickly she passed through the double threshold into the cubbyhole, the ambush I had so carefully set for her ! Noiselessly I bolted the outer door, then closed the inner one. Leah was now mine ! mine ! ! At last I had entrapped her ! Now my vengeance was about to be consummated ! Now her chaste virgin self was to be submitted to my luxuria and compelled to gratify my titillating desires ! She was utterly at my mercifulness, and promptly I proceeded to influence my cruel will on her !

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