Most of the story takes place in a room in a house called 'The Pigeonhole', which the narrator, `` Deepak ``, converts into a variety of erotic torture chamber equipped with bottom to which cleaning lady can be strapped and held helpless and which is soundproofed to make their screams unheard. Other equipment includes cord and block, flagellation implements and a mechanical `` Chair of treason '' to which helpless female are lured to be restrained in.

from the dairy farm of Mr. Deepak Kumar..

I will not consume up the meter of my proofreader 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 rancour of spirit, I swore that if I ever had an opportunity of getting hold of her, I would make her voluptuous person indemnify me for my dashing hopes and that I would snatch from her by force the bridegroom 's privileges that I so ardently coveted. But I had to dissemble ! Leah and I had many reciprocal protagonist to whom this rupture was unknown.

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

But, as the adage says, everything comes to the man who can wait. For some considerable time, it seemed as if it would be wise on my part to forsake my desire for vengeance, as the circumstances of our day by day biography were such as did not promise the remote probability of my getting possession of Leah under status of either place or clip suitable for the acquirement of my purpose. Nevertheless, I controlled my longanimity 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 juncture to commute my abode, and in my lookup for fresh adjustment near my college in UK, I came across a modest suite of a sitting-room and two bedroom 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 add-on, but as he remained business firm, I asked to see the room. It was most peculiar both as respect entree and appearance. The former was by a short passage from the landing place, furnished with remarkably well-fitting doors at each end. The elbow room was nearly square, of a good size and lofty, but the paries were unplowed, save by the one entering, brightness level and air being derived from a skylight, or rather lantern, which occupied the greater part of the roof and was supported by four strong and stout wooden pillars.

Further, the rampart were thickly padded, while iron rings were let into them at regular distances all round in two rowing, one end to the floor and the other about a height of eight invertebrate foot ; from the roof balance beam dangled rope block in pairs between the column, while the two recesses on the entry side, caused by the forcing out of the musical passage into the room, looked as if they had at one meter been separated from the eternal sleep of the room by bars, almost as if they were electric cell. So unusual indeed was the appearance of the whole room that I asked its chronicle, and was informed that the household had been built as a private maniac asylum at the sentence when the now unstylish foursquare in which it stood was one of the centres of style, and that this was the old 'mad-room'in which crimson patients were confined, the deadbolt, ringing and pulley being used to restrain them when very violent, while the cushioning and the double threshold made the room absolutely soundproof and prevented the ravings of the inmates from annoying the neighbour. The landlord added that the soundproof quality was no fiction as the room had frequently been tested by incredulous visitors.

Like lightning the opinion flashed through my genius. Was not this room the very position for the consummation of my schema of revenge ? If I succeeded in luring Leah into it, she would be completely at my mercy, for her screams for help would not be heard and would only increase my pleasure, while the bolts, halo, pulleys, etc., supplemented with a little suitable furniture, would enable me to ensure her in any way I wished and to contain her fixed while I amused myself with her. Delighted with the mind, I agreed to admit the room in my suite.

Quietly, but with deep forethought and provision, I got sure piece of furniture made which, while in outward-bound appearance most innocent, as well as to the highest degree comfortable, was in trueness full of hidden mechanism planned for the special discomfiture of any woman or girl that I might wish to hold in physical control. I had the floor covered with compact Persian carpeting and carpeting, and the two bay converted into titular photographic science laboratory, but in a way that made them suitable for basin and dressing-rooms. When completed, the 'Pigeonhole'( as I christened it ) was in coming into court a distinctly pretty and well-heeled room, while in reality it was zero more or less than a mask torture sleeping accommodation !

And now came the difficult part of my scheme.

How to set up Leah ? Unfortunately she was not residing in London but a little way out. She lived with a hook up with baby, and never seemed to come to town except in her baby 's company. My difficulty was therefore how to get Leah by herself for a sufficiently long time to accomplish my designs, and sorely I cudgelled my brains over this job !

The sisters frequently visited townsfolk at unorthodox intervals as dictated by the contingencies of societal obligation or shopping. True to my policy of having friendly relations I had welcomed them to my rooms for balance and refreshment and had encouraged them to use my one-quarter ; and partly because of the propinquity of the rooms to Regent Street, partly because of the very squeamish meal I invariably placed before them, but mainly because of the soothing restfulness induced by the infrangible repose of the Pigeonhole after the bellowing and hullabaloo of the streets, it soon became their regular practice to honour me with their caller for lunch or tea whenever they came to townsfolk and had no extra involvement. I need hardly add that secretly I hoped these visit might bestow me an opportunity of executing my revenge, but for some calendar month I seemed doomed to disappointment.

I used to tolerate the anguish of Tantalus when I saw Leah unsuspectingly braving me in the very room I had prepared for her violation, within factual reach of me and of obliterate machinery that would place her at my disposal, did I set it working, were it not for her sister 's presence ! In fact, so keenly did I feel the perspective that I began to plan the capture of both sisters together, to admit Lana in the penalization designed for Leah, and the approximation in itself was not graceless, as Lana was a ticket specimen of female person flesh and pedigree of a heavy and more stately typewrite than Leah ( who was 'petite'), and one could do much spoilt than have her at one 's disposal for an hour or two to feel and fuck ! So seriously did I entertain this projection, that I got an armchair made in such a way that the releasing of a secret catch would set destitute chemical mechanism that would be actuated by the exercising weight of the occupier and would cause the branch to close up inwards and firmly imprison the sitter. Furnished with luxurious upholstery and the catch fixed, it made the most inviting of chairs, and from its first off show, Leah took possession of it, in glad ignorance that it was intended to sustain her firmly imprisoned while I tackled and secured Lana !

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

One evening, the familiar distinction came to say the sisters were coming to town on the next day and would occur for lunch. A little before the appointed hour Leah, to my surprisal, 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 come to township, though better. The shopping engagement was one of considerable importance to Leah, and therefore she had come up alone ; she had called to explain matters to me, but would not stop to luncheon, 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 hurt shower of rain come on. This made her hesitate about going out into it with the clothes she was wearing, as it would be ruined, and finally she consented to stimulate lunch and leave immediately afterwards.

While she was away in the spare part sleeping accommodation used by the sisters on their visits, I was in a veritable hullabaloo of exhilaration ! Leah in my room by herself ! It seemed too respectable to be straight ! But I remembered I yet had to get her into the Pigeonhole ; she was absolutely condom from my designs everywhere but there ! But it was imperative that she should be in no way alarmed, and so, with a unassailable try, I controlled my panting fervor, and by the fourth dimension Leah rejoined me in the dining-room I was my usual self.

Lunch was quickly served. At first, Leah seemed a little anxious and constrained, but by kid-glove conversation, I soon set her at repose and she then chatted away naturally and merrily. I had craftily placed her with her back to the window so that she should not note sign of the zodiac that a bad tempest was brewing : and soon, with satisfaction, I saw that the weather was getting worsened and worse ! But it might at any present moment Begin to clear away, and so the sooner I could get her into my Pigeonhole, the better for me - and the worse for her ! So, by every substance in my power, I hurried on the procedure of lunch.

Leah was leisurely finishing her coffee when a rattling of rain against the window panes, followed by an ominous growl of thunder, made her startle from her president and go to the casement. 'Oh ! Just look at the rainfall !'she exclaimed in dismay, 'how very unfortunate person !'

I joined her at the windowpane : 'By Jove, it is bad !'I replied, then added, 'and it looks like lasting. I hope that you have no important battle for the good afternoon that will keep you much in the assailable ?'As I spoke, there came a pictorial ostentation of lightning closely followed by a rolling of roar, which sent Leah staggering backwards with a scared face.

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

'Wo n't you then bring refuge in the Pigeonhole ?'I asked with a server 's aspect of concern .'I do n't recall you will see the lightning there and you certainly wo n't find out the thunder, as the room is soundproof. Shall we go there ?'and I opened the door invitingly.

Leah hesitated. Was her guardian angel trying to break her a premonitory hint of what her destiny would be if she accepted my seemingly innocuous suggestion ? But at that moment came another flash of lightning, blinding in its strength, and almost simultaneously a hollering of big H. This settled the enquiry in my party favour ! 'Yes, yes !'she exclaimed, then ran out. I closely following her, my heart beating exultingly ! Quickly she passed through the double door into the cubbyhole, the trap I had so carefully set for her ! Noiselessly I bolted the outer doorway, 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 Virgo the Virgin self was to be submitted to my lecherousness and compelled to live up to my erotic desires ! She was utterly at my mercifulness, and promptly I proceeded to work my cruel will on her !

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