Melody - Sex Stories

Melody

... "I'm glad you think it funny," I suggested," Presumably you flunked your interim exams and took a course of fat-n-ugly pills to spite me." He hackles rose metaphorically if not actually, "Well, I'm no bimbo." "No, I wouldn't want you as my PA, " I agreed, "So I guess you had better come down to the facility and get inducted." "Look I'm flying out," she insisted. "No, we have an agreement," I picked up a copy attached to my clip board and showed her the relevant page." you will assist with our clinical tests." "Fuck you!" she said and tried to leave but Moffat placed his two hundred pound six foot plus ex Grenadier Guardsman frame in the doorway and stood firm blocking her exit. "Thank you Moffat, I think we'll take her straight down town." I suggested and as he forced her arm up behind her back I slid aside the panel revealing the small anaesthetic gas bottles and despite her frantic writhing I quickly placed an face piece over her mouth and nose and turned the valve. "Fuck you, let me fucking go you moron!" she trilled but it was no use, and her struggles became weaker until she slumped in Moffat's strong encircling arms. I stared at her as Moffat laid her down, her mouth lolling open revealing a set of perfect though rather dirty white teeth, and her red dress seemed curiously tight around her bulging midriff, and even her breasts somehow too large for her bra, something seemed very wrong almost as if she was trying hard to be repulsive. How different from two years ...

... earlier, when I came home on leave, and found her among those applying for a job with Marchington Associates when Dad insisted I learn something of the business, she had claimed that she ran half marathons back then, she was so lithe and perfect that I became excited just looking at her, but now even her cheeks looked puffy, her make up sloppily applied and the lipstick a hideous orange shade. "The Hummer is available sir." Moffat explained. Our pearlescent white Hummer based stretch Limo, a very convenient vehicle for transporting unconscious young ladies. Moffat effortlessly lifted her and I opened the hidden panel disguised as a bookcase which led to the door to the service elevator. Few people who used our elevator, and with four floors from basement to bedroom levels it was well used, realised that the rear panel was also a door and that half levels between floors number two and three led to my fathers study and one below the basement led to a small garage where a vehicle was traditionally kept ready at all times. The original owners required quick egress in the event of the Police getting too close. There was a half level above three as well which led to a small secret room where one could hide, in father's case hide a mistress when Mother came home unexpectedly. Moffat effortlessly deposited Melody's slumbering body on one of the Hummer's long bench seats and I called for Gregson, the duty Chauffeur, to come down to drive us to the office. The trip down town took barely forty ...