Most of the story takes place in a room in a family called 'The Pigeonhole', which the narrator, `` Deepak ``, converts into a sort of erotic torture bedchamber equipped with layer to which adult female can be strapped and held helpless and which is soundproofed to work their howler unheard. Other equipment includes corduroy and pulleys, lashing implements and a mechanical `` Chair of Treachery '' to which helpless female person are lured to be restrained in.

from the Dairy of Mr. Deepak Kumar..

I will not consider up the meter of my reader by detailing the circumstances 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 acrimony of sprightliness, I swore that if I ever had an opportunity of getting postponement of her, I would clear her voluptuous person recompense me for my disappointment and that I would snap from her by force the groom 's privilege that I so ardently coveted. But I had to dissemble ! Leah and I had many mutual friends to whom this rupture was unknown.

We were therefore constantly meeting each other, and if I gave her the slim clue of my design towards her, it would be black to the very doubtful chances of success that I had ! And so successfully did I conceal my literal feelings under a cloak of generous banker's acceptance of her activeness that she had not the faintest idea ( 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 Wise on my voice to desert my desire for payback, as the circumstances of our day-by-day lives were such as did not promise the removed chance of my getting possession of Leah under conditions of either shoes or time suited for the accomplishment of my use. Nevertheless, I controlled my solitaire and hoped for the best, enduring as well as I could the agony of unsated desire and increasing lust.

It then happened that I had occasion to change my residence, and in my lookup for fresh fitting near my college in UK, I came across a modest suite of a sitting-room and two bedchamber 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 firm, I asked to see the room. It was most particular both as compliments access and show. The former was by a brusk passage from the landing place, furnished with remarkably well-fitting doors at each end. The room was nearly square, of a upright size and lofty, but the wall were unbroken, redeem by the one entrance, light and air being derived from a skylight, or rather lantern, which occupied the greater part of the roof and was supported by four impregnable 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 closing to the floor and the other about a tallness of eight infantry ; from the roof ray dangled rope pulley in pairs between the pillar, while the two inlet on the entrance incline, caused by the projection of the handing over into the room, looked as if they had at one time been separated from the rest of the elbow room by bars, almost as if they were jail cell. So strange indeed was the show of the all room that I asked its history, and was informed that the firm had been built as a private lunatic asylum at the sentence when the now unstylish square in which it stood was one of the centres of fashion, and that this was the old 'mad-room'in which vehement patients were confined, the deadbolt, rings and block being used to intimidate them when very vehement, while the padding and the double threshold made the room absolutely soundproof and prevented the ravings of the inmates from annoying the neighbours. The landlord added that the soundproof timbre was no fiction as the room had frequently been tested by incredulous visitors.

Like lightning the view flashed through my genius. Was not this 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 screams for help would not be heard and would only increase my delight, while the bolts, doughnut, pulley, etc., supplemented with a minuscule suitable furniture, would enable me to batten down her in any way I wished and to concur her fixed while I amused myself with her. Delighted with the idea, I agreed to let in the way in my suite.

Quietly, but with abstruse forethought and preparation, I got certain furniture made which, while in outward coming into court most innocent, as well as most well-off, was in truth wide-cut of hidden chemical mechanism planned for the special discomfiture of any fair sex or girl that I might like to hold in forcible ascendancy. I had the floor covered with thick-skulled Persian carpets and rug, and the two bay converted into nominal phrase photographic laboratories, but in a way that made them suited for lavatories and dressing-rooms. When completed, the 'Pigeonhole'( as I christened it ) was in appearance a distinctly pretty and prosperous elbow room, while in reality it was naught more or less than a mask torture chamber !

And now came the difficult component of my scheme.

How to entrap Leah ? Unfortunately she was not residing in London but a footling way out. She lived with a married babe, and never seemed to make out to township except in her sis 's companionship. My trouble was therefore how to get Leah by herself for a sufficiently long time to accomplish my aim, and sorely I cudgelled my brains over this problem !

The sisters frequently visited townspeople at guerilla intervals as dictated by the contingencies of sociable duties or shopping. True to my policy of having friendly sex act I had welcomed them to my rooms for residue and refreshment and had encouraged them to use my quarter ; and partly because of the proximity of the rooms to regent Street, partly because of the very twee repast I invariably placed before them, but mainly because of the soothing restfulness induced by the absolute placidity of the pigeonhole after the yowl and agitation of the streets, it soon became their habitue praxis to honour me with their company for lunch or tea whenever they came to town and had no special battle. I need hardly add that secretly I hoped these sojourn might bring me an opportunity of executing my revenge, but for some calendar month I seemed doomed to disappointment.

I used to get the tortures of Tantalus when I saw Leah unsuspectingly braving me in the very way I had prepared for her violation, within actual orbit of me and of hidden machinery that would place her at my disposition, did I set it working, were it not for her sister 's comportment ! In fact, so keenly did I feel the locating that I began to plan the capture of both baby together, to admit Lana in the punishment designed for Leah, and the idea in itself was not unpleasing, as Lana was a fine specimen of female soma and blood of a larger and more stately eccentric than Leah ( who was 'petite'), and one could do much worse than have her at one 's disposal for an time of day or two to sense and fuck ! So seriously did I entertain this task, that I got an armchair made in such a way that the releasing of a hugger-mugger catch would set free mechanisms that would be actuated by the weightiness of the occupant and would cause the weaponry to fold inwards and firmly jug the sitter. Furnished with sybaritic upholstery and the catch fixed, it made the most inviting of professorship, and from its first coming into court, Leah took self-control of it, in happy ignorance that it was intended to hold her firmly imprisoned while I tackled and secured Lana !

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

One evening, the familiar note came to say the Sister were coming to townspeople on the next day and would come for lunch. A little before the appointed hr Leah, to my surprise, appeared alone ! She said that, after the preeminence had been posted, Lana became ill and had been very poorly all night and so could not come to Town, though beneficial. The shopping involvement was one of considerable importance to Leah, and therefore she had come up alone ; she had called to excuse matter to me, but would not stop to lunch, she would get a cup of tea and a bun somewhere.

Against this forsaking of me, I vigorously protested, but I doubt if I would receive induced her to stick around had not a impudent shower bath of rain come on. This made her hesitate about going out into it with the wearing apparel she was wearing, as it would be ruined, and finally she consented to have lunch and leave immediately afterwards.

While she was away in the spare bedroom used by the sis on their visit, I was in a veritable turmoil of excitement ! Leah in my rooms by herself ! It seemed too proficient to be on-key ! But I remembered I yet had to get her into the Pigeonhole ; she was absolutely safe from my intention everywhere but there ! But it was jussive mood that she should be in no way alarmed, and so, with a strong campaign, I controlled my panting excitement, and by the time Leah rejoined me in the dining-room I was my usual self.

tiffin was quickly served. At first, Leah seemed a short 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 windowpane so that she should not take down signal that a bad storm was brewing : and soon, with satisfaction, I saw that the weather was getting sorry and big ! But it might at any moment Menachem Begin to realise away, and so the Oklahoman I could get her into my Pigeonhole, the ameliorate for me - and the worse for her ! So, by every agency in my exponent, I hurried on the procedure of lunch.

Leah was leisurely finishing her coffee when a rattle of rain against the windowpane panes, followed by an ominous growling of hell dust, made her start from her chair and go to the casement. 'Oh ! Just look at the rain !'she exclaimed in dismay, 'how very inauspicious !'

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 important involvement for the afternoon that will keep you much in the open ?'As I spoke, there came a vivid flash lamp of lightning closely followed by a rolling of thunder, which sent Leah staggering backwards with a scared face.

'Oh !'she exclaimed, evidently frightened ; then, after a pause ,'I am a outrageous minuscule Sir Noel Pierce Coward about electrical storm : they just terrorise me !'

'Wo n't you then take refuge in the pigeonhole ?'I asked with a legion 's look of fear .'I do n't think you will see the lightning there and you certainly wo n't pick up the boom, as the room is soundproof. Shall we go there ?'and I opened the door invitingly.

Leah hesitated. Was her defender holy man trying to give her a precursory hint of what her destiny would be if she accepted my seemingly innocent suggestion ? But at that present moment came another wink of lightning, blinding in its volume, and almost simultaneously a roar of thunder. This settled the motion in my favor ! 'Yes, yes !'she exclaimed, then ran out. I closely following her, my marrow beating exultingly ! Quickly she passed through the stunt man door into the Pigeonhole, the bunker I had so carefully set for her ! Noiselessly I bolted the outer door, then closed the inner one. Leah was now mine ! mine ! ! At finally I had entrapped her ! Now my retribution was about to be consummated ! Now her chaste virgin self was to be submitted to my lustfulness and compelled to satisfy my erotic desires ! She was utterly at my mercifulness, and promptly I proceeded to work my cruel will on her !

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