near of the story takes place in a room in a mansion called 'The cubbyhole', which the teller, `` Deepak ``, converts into a kind of erotic torture bedroom equipped with bed to which women can be strapped and held helpless and which is soundproofed to make their howler unheard. Other equipment includes corduroys and pulleys, lashing implements and a mechanical `` electric chair of treason '' to which helpless female are lured to be restrained in.

from the dairy of Mr. Deepak Kumar..

I will not take up the time of my readers by detailing the circumstance under which Leah, roused in me the desire for payback 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 delay of her, I would make her voluptuary person recompense me for my disappointment and that I would snatch from her by force out the bridegroom 's privileges that I so ardently coveted. But I had to dissemble ! Leah and I had many common friends to whom this severance was unknown.

We were therefore constantly meeting each other, and if I gave her the slightest lead of my intent towards her, it would be black to the very dubious chances of success that I had ! And so successfully did I hold in my real feelings under a cloak of generous acceptance of her activity that she had not the faintest mind ( as she afterwards admitted to me ) that I was playing a part.

But, as the proverb says, everything comes to the man who can wait. For some considerable time, it seemed as if it would be Isaac Mayer Wise on my share to desert my desire for vengeance, as the context of our daily animation were such as did not anticipate the remotest chance of my getting possession of Leah under conditions of either space or time suitable for the acquisition of my role. 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 function to change my residence, and in my lookup for fresh adjustment near my college in UK, I came across a modest suite 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 business firm, I asked to see the elbow room. It was most rummy both as attentiveness access and appearance. The former was by a short passage from the landing, furnished with remarkably well-fitting threshold at each end. The room was nearly second power, of a honest size of it and lofty, but the walls were unploughed, save by the one entrance, light and air being derived from a skylight, or rather lantern, which occupied the greater persona of the cap and was supported by four strong and stout wooden pillars.

Further, the walls were thickly padded, while iron rings were let into them at regular distances all round in two rows, one finale to the floor and the other about a height of eight metrical foot ; from the cap beams dangled rope pulleys in pairs between the pillar, while the two break on the entrance side, caused by the protrusion of the handing over into the room, looked as if they had at one time been separated from the residue of the elbow room by bars, almost as if they were mobile phone. So strange indeed was the appearance of the hale room that I asked its story, and was informed that the mansion had been built as a secret lunatic asylum at the time when the now unfashionable square in which it stood was one of the centres of mode, and that this was the old 'mad-room'in which vehement patients were confined, the thunderbolt, ringing and pulleys being used to restrain them when very violent, while the padding and the stunt man room access made the room absolutely soundproof and prevented the ravings of the yardbird from annoying the neighbour. The landlord added that the soundproof tone was no fable as the room had frequently been tested by incredulous visitors.

Like lightning the cerebration flashed through my brain. Was not this way 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 clemency, for her shrieking for help would not be heard and would only increase my pleasance, while the bolts, hoop, pulley-block, etc., supplemented with a little suited 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 idea, I agreed to include the way in my suite.

Quietly, but with mystifying forethought and planning, I got sure article of furniture made which, while in outwards appearance virtually innocent, as well as most well-fixed, was in trueness fully of hidden mechanisms 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 carpets and rugs, and the two alcove converted into nominal photographic science lab, but in a way that made them suitable for lavatories and dressing-rooms. When completed, the 'Pigeonhole'( as I christened it ) was in appearance a distinctly somewhat and comfortable room, while in realism it was nothing more or LE than a disguised twisting sleeping accommodation !

And now came the difficult piece of my scheme.

How to entrap Leah ? Unfortunately she was not residing in Greater London but a fiddling way out. She lived with a matrimonial baby, and never seemed to amount to town except in her sis 's companionship. My trouble was therefore how to get Leah by herself for a sufficiently prospicient fourth dimension to accomplish my designs, and sorely I cudgelled my brains over this problem !

The sis frequently visited townspeople at guerrilla intervals as dictated by the contingencies of sociable obligation or shopping. True to my policy of having friendly relations I had welcomed them to my rooms for rest and refreshment and had encouraged them to use my quarters ; and partly because of the propinquity of the suite to trustee Street, partly because of the very delicacy meals I invariably placed before them, but mainly because of the soothing restfulness induced by the downright quiet of the Pigeonhole after the roar and turmoil of the streets, it soon became their regular pattern to honour me with their society for lunch or tea whenever they came to town and had no particular engagement. I need hardly add that secretly I hoped these sojourn might bring me an opportunity of executing my revenge, but for some month I seemed doomed to disappointment.

I used to suffer the agony of Tantalus when I saw Leah unsuspectingly braving me in the very room I had prepared for her misdemeanour, within actual orbit of me and of hidden machinery that would site her at my disposal, did I set it working, were it not for her sis 's presence ! In fact, so keenly did I find the position that I began to project the capture of both Sister together, to include Lana in the punishment designed for Leah, and the idea in itself was not graceless, as Lana was a delicately specimen of distaff flesh and blood of a with child and more stately type than Leah ( who was 'petite'), and one could do much worse than give her at one 's disposal for an hr or two to feel and fuck ! So seriously did I entertain this task, that I got an armchair made in such a way that the releasing of a secret gimmick would set free chemical mechanism that would be actuated by the weight of the occupant and would have the arms to fold inwards and firmly put behind bars the sitter. Furnished with luxurious upholstery and the catch fixed, it made the most inviting of chairs, and from its starting time appearance, Leah took possession of it, in happy ignorance that it was intended to deem her firmly imprisoned while I tackled and secured Lana !

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

One evening, the familiar note came to say the sisters were coming to Ithiel Town on the side by side day and would get along for dejeuner. A footling before the appointed time of day Leah, to my surprisal, appeared alone ! She said that, after the note had been posted, Lana became ill and had been very poorly all nighttime and so could not total to townsfolk, though effective. The shopping betrothal was one of considerable importance to Leah, and therefore she had come up alone ; she had called to explicate matters to me, but would not break off 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 rainwater 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 make lunch and leave immediately afterwards.

While she was away in the spare bedroom used by the sisters on their sojourn, I was in a veritable turmoil of excitement ! Leah in my way by herself ! It seemed too good 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 potent effort, I controlled my heaving exhilaration, and by the time Leah rejoined me in the dining-room I was my usual self.

Lunch 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 mention signs that a bad storm was brewing : and soon, with satisfaction, I saw that the atmospheric condition was getting worse and spoilt ! But it might at any import begin to clear away, and so the Oklahoman I could get her into my Pigeonhole, the better for me - and the worse for her ! So, by every mean value in my superpower, I hurried on the procedure of lunch.

Leah was leisurely finishing her coffee when a rattle of rainwater against the window panes, followed by an forbidding growl of thunder, made her offset from her hot seat and go to the casement. 'Oh ! good look at the rain !'she exclaimed in consternation, 'how very unfortunate !'

I joined her at the window : 'By Jove, it is bad !'I replied, then added, 'and it looks like lasting. I hope that you have no crucial engagement for the afternoon that will save you much in the open ?'As I spoke, there came a graphic wink of lightning closely followed by a peal of thunder, which sent Leah staggering backwards with a pit face.

'Oh !'she exclaimed, evidently frightened ; then, after a break ,'I am a horrid piddling Coward about thunderstorm : they just terrify me !'

'Wo n't you then exact refuge in the Pigeonhole ?'I asked with a host 's look of concern .'I do n't cogitate you will see the lightning there and you certainly wo n't pick up the roaring, as the room is soundproof. Shall we go there ?'and I opened the door invitingly.

Leah hesitated. Was her guardian holy person trying to devote her a precursory hint of what her destiny would be if she accepted my seemingly innocent mesmerism ? But at that consequence came another flashbulb of lightning, blinding in its vividness, and almost simultaneously a roar of roaring. This settled the question in my favour ! 'Yes, yes !'she exclaimed, then ran out. I closely following her, my kernel beating exultingly ! Quickly she passed through the reduplicate doors into the Pigeonhole, the gob I had so carefully set for her ! Noiselessly I bolted the outer door, then closed the internal one. Leah was now mine ! mine ! ! At last I had entrapped her ! Now my vengeance was about to be consummated ! Now her chaste Virgin ego was to be submitted to my lust and compelled to satisfy my erotic desires ! She was utterly at my mercy, and promptly I proceeded to exploit my cruel will on her !

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