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unnerving.
'Lovely, isn't she?' Anne-Marie chuckled.
Andrea, of course, said nothing and I assumed that beneath the facemask she had been effectively gagged, as was Anne-Marie's preference for most of her little scenarios. The doll face regarded me dispassionately and I saw the eyes were some kind of tinted lens. I wondered whether Andrea could see anything from behind them, for they certainly hid her eyes from anyone on this side of them.
'I thought I'd bring this for you, too,' Anne-Marie said. She held up what at first I thought was a black wig, until I saw there was rubber attached to it, some black, some pink, and as she released her grip on Andrea's arm and stretched the thing out for me to examine more closely, I saw there were features in the pinkish part, although hanging limply as they still were, they had a grotesque and distorted appearance.
'Gives a whole new meaning to the expression putting your face on , doesn't it?' Anne-Marie said, and giggled. She placed the hood-wig to one side and quickly began removing my original hood, though she made no effort to take my gag out, for I would have protested that I had changed my mind now and preferred just to spend a quiet night in. That, of course, was not to be, and a few minutes later I was standing there in my new face and hair, staring out at a world that had taken on a greenish hue, courtesy of the tinted lenses now covering my eyes.
'Brilliant,' Anne-Marie declared when she had finished fastening the neck and tucked it beneath my collar. She teased my hair about my dolly face. 'I only had the one with hair attached, as they were out of stock, but if we find a hat for Andrea, she won't attract any attention in the car. Besides, we shan't be driving through any built-up areas, so no one will get that close a look at the pair of you.
'Even so, though,' she continued, turning back towards the door leading into the house, 'I'd better find you both something to wear over that little lot, just in case. Now you just stand there like the two good dollies I know you are and I'll be right back.'
3.
This time the switch really did take me by surprise, firstly because it came so quickly after my latest return, and secondly because I dropped straight back into that inn bedroom apparently only minutes after I had left it, for I was still very much entwined with Indira, who was nuzzling greedily between my thighs and bringing me towards an orgasm of my own with a tongue that would have qualified for a Queen's Award for Industry had there been such a thing back in eighteen thirty-nine. Whether this was Indira or whether she was Andy inside Indira again I had no way of telling, because her mouth was currently occupied on business other than talking, but I wasn't really in a state to worry which was which just then.
Instead I reached across, twisting myself around and alongside her, so that even though she did not have to break the intimate contact, we were now lying on the bed in opposite directions. Whichever of the two was in control, they got the message immediately, and the soft brown thighs parted willingly for me to return the compliment. She tasted sweet as my tongue dipped into her and the reaction was immediate. I sucked on her clitoris, which although already engorged grew with astonishing rapidity. At the same time I felt her beginning to tremble violently, and her thighs clamped over my ears in a spontaneous reaction, but with such power that I would have had trouble trying to break free, had I been so inclined. However, breaking away was the last thing on my mind, especially as that wicked tongue of hers had redoubled its efforts. I felt the wave building and building. At last it broke with all the ferocity of a North Atlantic storm, and but for the muffling effect over my mouth, I'm sure I should have brought Erik running once more.
All too soon, though perhaps not in some ways, it was over. I fell back exhausted and shivering, my right arm
'Lovely, isn't she?' Anne-Marie chuckled.
Andrea, of course, said nothing and I assumed that beneath the facemask she had been effectively gagged, as was Anne-Marie's preference for most of her little scenarios. The doll face regarded me dispassionately and I saw the eyes were some kind of tinted lens. I wondered whether Andrea could see anything from behind them, for they certainly hid her eyes from anyone on this side of them.
'I thought I'd bring this for you, too,' Anne-Marie said. She held up what at first I thought was a black wig, until I saw there was rubber attached to it, some black, some pink, and as she released her grip on Andrea's arm and stretched the thing out for me to examine more closely, I saw there were features in the pinkish part, although hanging limply as they still were, they had a grotesque and distorted appearance.
'Gives a whole new meaning to the expression putting your face on , doesn't it?' Anne-Marie said, and giggled. She placed the hood-wig to one side and quickly began removing my original hood, though she made no effort to take my gag out, for I would have protested that I had changed my mind now and preferred just to spend a quiet night in. That, of course, was not to be, and a few minutes later I was standing there in my new face and hair, staring out at a world that had taken on a greenish hue, courtesy of the tinted lenses now covering my eyes.
'Brilliant,' Anne-Marie declared when she had finished fastening the neck and tucked it beneath my collar. She teased my hair about my dolly face. 'I only had the one with hair attached, as they were out of stock, but if we find a hat for Andrea, she won't attract any attention in the car. Besides, we shan't be driving through any built-up areas, so no one will get that close a look at the pair of you.
'Even so, though,' she continued, turning back towards the door leading into the house, 'I'd better find you both something to wear over that little lot, just in case. Now you just stand there like the two good dollies I know you are and I'll be right back.'
3.
This time the switch really did take me by surprise, firstly because it came so quickly after my latest return, and secondly because I dropped straight back into that inn bedroom apparently only minutes after I had left it, for I was still very much entwined with Indira, who was nuzzling greedily between my thighs and bringing me towards an orgasm of my own with a tongue that would have qualified for a Queen's Award for Industry had there been such a thing back in eighteen thirty-nine. Whether this was Indira or whether she was Andy inside Indira again I had no way of telling, because her mouth was currently occupied on business other than talking, but I wasn't really in a state to worry which was which just then.
Instead I reached across, twisting myself around and alongside her, so that even though she did not have to break the intimate contact, we were now lying on the bed in opposite directions. Whichever of the two was in control, they got the message immediately, and the soft brown thighs parted willingly for me to return the compliment. She tasted sweet as my tongue dipped into her and the reaction was immediate. I sucked on her clitoris, which although already engorged grew with astonishing rapidity. At the same time I felt her beginning to tremble violently, and her thighs clamped over my ears in a spontaneous reaction, but with such power that I would have had trouble trying to break free, had I been so inclined. However, breaking away was the last thing on my mind, especially as that wicked tongue of hers had redoubled its efforts. I felt the wave building and building. At last it broke with all the ferocity of a North Atlantic storm, and but for the muffling effect over my mouth, I'm sure I should have brought Erik running once more.
All too soon, though perhaps not in some ways, it was over. I fell back exhausted and shivering, my right arm
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