Ch9

“So, Mary – I’ve got a little surprise for you – Something bigger than our playing, so far, but way more relaxing, I believe”, Jean said. Breathing deep, through her nose, Mary closed her eyes. “I mean – I’ll at least have a look?”. Jean smiled, took Marys hand, and led her down into the basement of the mansion. “Why are we down in the basement? You’ve never shown my anything that remotely looks like a typical sex dungeon”, Mary said. “Well – This is another kind of installation”, Jean said. They went down a corner in a corridor, where Jean took out a key card. The lock beeped, and a big door opened, revealing a circular room. “This is what I’d like to show you and have you try”.

Jean turned on the lights, revealing a big cylindrical shape in the middle of the room. “What the heck is this?”, Mary asked, with a raised eyebrow, and burning curiosity. “This is a special device – It basically mummifies a subject, hopefully kinda working like a weighted blanket. You stand inside, I poke some buttons, and it’ll cover you in a special material, providing comfortable, but tight, pressure. It covers the whole of you, and pheromones, sprayed on the finished package, will help giving the user a brilliant sense of relaxation and love”. Mary started at it, with big eyes. Jean looked with a big grin. “Well – you up for trying?”, she asked finding Mary, still staring. Jean poked at Mary with an elbow. “You okay, Dear?”. Mary snapped out of it, blinking a couple of times. “Uh – Sure? It’s just so big and advanced. “It’s different, for sure, but hey! I’ve had you in a latex straitjacket and in panties with built in plugs! – This isn’t as extreme as that, you know – At least, in regards to plugs and so on”, Jean said. “Let’s say you try being wrapped for no more than 5 minutes, yeah?”. Mary closed her eyes, took a deep breath, letting the air out through her nose. “I guess so”. Jean smiled, came up in front of Mary, hugging her. “You know I’d never do anything to hurt you”. Mary caught jean’s eyes, then resting her head on Jean’s shoulder. “Off to take off your clothes, yeah?” pointing Mary to a door in the side of the room.

“This is crazy! I’ve never really explored this kind of thing”, Mary thought, as she pulled her t-shirt over her head. “It’s wild! And finding something like Jean”. She took off her shoes, dropped her skirt and her panties, then sat down on a little bench, taking off her socks. “I wonder if Jean considers me as a girlfriend, or merely a playmate”. Seeing Jean inside her head, she felt a warm sensation in her tummy, imagining Jean kissing her on her forehead. She sighed, and went to the door, walking up to a waiting Jean, In front of the door to the machine. “You have a gorgeous frame, Lovely!”, Jean remarked. “Are you ready to try?”. Mary nodded. Jean took her hand, pulling her to the cylinder. “So there’s a big red spot, yeah? Please stand on it”. Mary did as told. Jean hugged her, then stepped out, pushing a big button, on the side of the door. “Ready? – See you in five minutes!”.

Jean walked to the side, opposite the wardrobe, to a control panel. “Okay, let’s see – Time, five minutes, wrappings comfortable, compresed”. She turned towards the machine. “Might get Wetherby to set up so we can share a wrapped time, actually”, Jean murmured, smiling. The machine was almost silent, as Mary, inside felt lightheaded, from the pheromone dispenser. Moments later, the door opened, revealing a wrapped Mary, supported by mechanical arms. Jean drove in a padded gurney from the outside corridor, parking it in front of the cylinder door. She pressed a blue button on the door-panel, after which Mary was placed on the gurney, gently. Four further minutes passedm and the fibers of the wrapping, started to dissolve. Mary sighed deep, half asleep for a few more moments.

“Well, Mary! How did you find it?”, Jean asked. Still light-headed Mary blinked hard and long, then sitting up. “This is the most awesome comfort blanket, ever!”, then reaching out fo Jean, who returned the gesture, in a big hug.

After a bath, Mary and Jean sat in a set of sofas, on a lounge – Mary lounging in a big plush towel, but otherwise just wearing panties. While Wetherby was making tea and biscuits, Jean sat looking at Mary. “So, I’ve been wondering – I’ve never been good as a girlfriend – at least, to guys”. Mary felt a hard weight in her stomach, as she caught Jean’s eyes. “I wondered if you’d be interested in moving in, here?”. Breathing slow, but lightly, Mary didn’t dare saying anything. “If anything, as a playmate?”, Jean asked. “Oh, God! I’d love to! I do have the odd feeling for your, actually”, Mary replied, tearing up, hopping out of her towel, past the coffee table, hugging Jean. They sat in that hug, for, at least a full five minutes, when they got interrupted by Wetherby.

“Misses Jean and Mary – The tea is ready”. He put down a tray on the table. “Well, Wetherby! – You have a new lady in the house”.

(By Lee Donkenburg)

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