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The Steamer Trunk. (A Fictional Story) © Copyright 2011 - Angela Browning Angela was in love with the dashing young man. He had the bearing of someone who had been in the military and the tanned face of someone who had spent time in the tropics. She had discretely asked about him. He had a butler who had gone to see his family in England for a few days. He was unattached, of good upbringing and his name was Jeremy. Angela herself was from a good family but she had been sent to a finishing school in the south of France. She had been sent there because in the words of her own father, she was "unmanageable." It seemed that she came from a long line of "unmanageable" people. Angela always wore her heart on her sleeve and flung herself into the arms of handsome young men as frequently as she could. She also had that little problem that polite people did not discuss; She enjoyed being tied up. She had with her a steamer trunk that she had found in one of the attics of the great house at home in England. The history of this trunk could not be determined but Angela loved this steamer trunk for its dark secrets. It was a luxuriously built wardrobe style that would look perfect on an ocean going voyage or in a luxury hotel. The outside was covered with travel labels from exotic places. The trunk had been modified for some dark purpose. Inside was a small seat and thick leather straps and an ingenious wrist securing device to restrain a woman. She felt that it must be for a woman because of the smaller size. Perhaps an ancestor on a conquest would capture and bring back maidens to the ancestral home for private consumption. The trunk had discrete ventilation that enabled air but not vision. She had played with this trunk many times and used it as a unique seduction accessory. There were two oval wrist holes behind the seat. When she put her hands into the holes she could feel a locking trip lever. Once the lever was moved, her wrists became locked and she needed help to get free. That part always seemed strange to her. Why would a woman get in the trunk and lock herself in? Unless, perhaps to sacrifice herself to the man to whom she was delivered. She had found this very useful though in her use of what she called "the helpless maiden seduction ploy." It never failed. Angela was a dangerous predator who used her helplessness as a lure. The chosen male always became her helpless victim. She enjoyed playing her role and found it emotionally satisfying. Through her enquiries of the handsome and well dressed Jeremy she had found that he was going to leave the Grand Hotel the next day for some foreign destination. Possibly by steamship to Cairo. Angela knew that time was short and she was going to use her never-fail trick to get into the gallant Jeremy's arms and bed before he could leave. Her trick had worked many times before. Angela knew that when men found a helpless girl in their room they were unable to resist. Charged with chivalry and animal lust they always took advantage of the poor girl. Angela was going to be ready for Jeremy and he was going to be unable to resist. When the coast was clear Angela had her steamer trunk moved into the center of the floor in Jeremy's suite at the hotel. A small bribe was enough. Angela prepared to set her trap for the unwitting and desirable Jeremy. Angela found the preparations exciting. Now alone in the young man's suite she sprang into action. Her plan was to restrain herself inside the steamer trunk. She was going to leave it slightly open so that when the lovely Jeremy came into his suite he would investigate and then rescue the fair Angela. Angela removed her dress and looked in the mirror to see how she looked. A Victorian whalebone corset snugged her body and made her breasts brim over the top. She wore her finest petticoat. She knew that Jeremy would be struck speechless by the sight of her breasts heaving as she struggled to get free. Angela put her shoes and her dress under the seat and sat in the trunk wriggling to get comfortable. She leaned forward and firmly fastened the ankle straps around her ankles. After smoothing her petticoat she fastened the leather strap around her knees. She buckled the broad leather straps tightly around her waist over her corset. Her breasts moved up and down as she breathed. She was starting to get excited and couldn't wait to be discovered. That dramatic moment was the most thrilling for her. She pulled the steamer trunk closed until only a narrow opening allowed her to see the door of the suite. Angela fastened the gag that looked best on her. Now she could only look pleadingly and make pitiful mewing sounds. She had practiced before a mirror. The delicious Jeremy would have no chance to resist. Taking both ends of the wide neck strap she buckled it firmly and comfortably. She struggled to get her arms into the leather loops that were behind her to pull her elbows back. This made her breasts stick out even further and made her look more vulnerable. Angela looked down and checked that all the straps were firmly buckled. She put her wrists into the two openings behind the seat and gave one final test wriggle to see if her restraints were tight enough. This was the most exciting part of Angela's preparations. She paused for a moment to revel in the mad thrill of the moment. She could still turn back. It wasn't too late. What if something went wrong? Angela held a picture of the handsome Jeremy in her mind and said to herself, "I want him!" As soon as she tripped the release lever the clamps closed on her wrists and she was trapped. Angela was plunged into the thrilling moment she loved. It was too late to turn back. She luxuriated in the inevitability of her discovery. She enjoyed a practice struggle. She bounced up and down as much as she could against the straps. She felt her breasts jiggle and she practiced her pleading "help me" look. Angela rehearsed how she would act. Shocked and struggling, limp yet brave and defiant. As she breathed deeply and emotionally her breasts rose like the swell of the ocean. When Jeremy came in she would be ready. She had no shame. Then she sat still in her dreamy glow waiting for the door of the suite to open. Her mind wandered to the inside of the trunk. Perfume lingered. The inside bore the marks of years of use. How many women had been strapped in before her? She wondered if they had enjoyed being completely helpless as she did. Being restrained in the trunk and unable to move really turned her on. She loved the creak and smell of the leather straps as she strained against them. Angela felt her lust swell from deep inside. When she was released in a shower of emotion, she was ready for another intense release. Angela lost track of time. She couldn't see the light from the window. It seemed an hour or so and then she heard footsteps in the hall outside the suite. A key was going into the lock. This was to be her grand moment and she was ready. Angela struggled gently, not wanting to make too much of a show until she was discovered. She could see the door as it opened. The door opened but it was not Jeremy. It was two liveried porters. They went to the dresser and filled the suitcases that lay open on the bed. Angela watched quietly as she fervently worked her wrists in the oval holes to try to get free. Her wrists held securely. The porters looked around the room for other items to be packed. Angela became horrified that these two men would discover her and prepared herself to talk her way out of the embarrassing situation. The two porters closed the suitcases and approached the trunk. Angela was ready to put on her show, but not the show she had planned for Jeremy. The two porters without warning pushed the steamer trunk closed and Angela heard the locks being snapped. What were they doing? She could only guess. Then without warning, she was lifted in the trunk and carried out into the hall and placed onto a service cart with the suitcases. There was nothing she could do. Angela Browning (You can send story suggestions, fiction and artwork to FictionandArtwork @ gmail.com)
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