The Journey into Mystery

"The Journey into Mystery"

 

A Work of Fiction by Traveller

 

 

 

PROLOGUE

 

Julie Martine is a secretary working for Dr. Vladimir Petrovich, a plastic serguon. She leads an ordinary life. Everyday, she wakes up exactly at the same time, dresses in a sexy suit that hugs her busty body, puts on her high heel shoes and goes to work. She carefully chooses the perfume and the accessories she'll wear that day. One day it's the seductive pearl necklace, on the other it's the elegant anklet. Her blue eyes attract everyone's attention, be it men or women.

 

As a woman in her late thirties, Julie keeps her busty body in shape by jogging whenever she can find the time to do so. Every night she comes home tired and after peeling off her nylons and taking a good shower, she enjoys reading a vintage novel while sipping her wine. Every once in a while she enjoys going out on a date with men who share her vanilla tastes.

 

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Everything was normal in Julie's life. But that rainy night changed things forever... Unable to find a cab in that weather, Julie and her nurse friend Justine L. ( a petite brunette, five years younger than Julie ) were walking to their favorite restaurant, after work, when suddenly a Mercedes stopped by and two men grabbed Justine and abducted her right infront of Julie. She went to the authorities but they weren't able to find her. She knew something was wrong when everyone in her office acted as if nothing had happened. Dr. Petrovich didn't believe her and said Justine was going to take a couple of days off. Another eye witness to Justine's kidnapping claimed he didn't remember a thing.

 

Trying to hold on to her sanity, Julie decided to take matters into her own hands. She even secretly enjoyed playing the detective sice it made her escape the routine of her life.

Her own lenghty investigation led Julie to some dark secrets. But her best friend's safety was at stake so she couldn't stop now...

 

 

 

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Julie's high heels clicked and clacked on the wet alley's pavement. She stopped infront of a triskelion sign with neon lights. She opened the rusty door and took her first step down the stairs.

Distant music and noises were audible to her and after going down the three sets of stairs, she found herself at the end of a long line infront of a closed door. Men and women of all ages in business suits, goth outfits etc. were waiting to get inside.

 

Julie made her way to the other end of the line and knocked on the door. A girl in her mid twenties with panda eye make up, opened the door.

 

"I'm looking for my friend Justine" Julie said trying to communicate inspite of the loud music.

 

"Don't know her" the girl shrugged.

 

Julie took a deep breath.

 

"I'm here to see the GamesMaster" she said in a shaky voice.

 

The girl slammed the door to Julie's face. A minute later a woman dressed like an opera singer opened the door and without a warning pulled Julie inside.

 

"Follow me" the older woman said in a seductive voice,

 

Sex Pistols' "Submission" was playing in the background. The club was crowded and the whole place was very dimly lit. Julie looked around and she was terrified of the things she saw.

 

There were cages hanging from the ceiling. Inside the cages were handcuffed, naked women with

strange shiny balls stuffed in their mouths. They danced slowly to the music. A couple were spaking a woman dressed in nothing but white ankle socks and black ballet pumps. Another girl was licking an older woman's court shoes, as the woman pressed the spike heel of her other foot on her buttcheek. People dressed in shiny latex and leather crowded the dance floor.

 

The woman leading Julie, opened the door to a room in the back of the club. They went inside. The woman locked the door. Julie was startled. She wanted to get out of here no matter what...

 

The room was lit with a single light bulb. Muffled screaming filled the room. Julie looked at the far corner of the room to see a dirty matress. On the matress were a man in his forties and a woman. The woman's whole body was mummified with ducttape. The man ignored the helpless woman's screaming as he wrapped the roll of tape around her mouth. The woman looked at Julie with begging eyes. The man looked at Julie for a second and then kept wrapping the duct tape over the squirming woman's eyes and around her head.

 

Julie took a step back but the opera singer shoved her infront of a computer with a webcam attached to it. On the screen was a twenty your old young man sitting in a comfy chair, infront of the poster of Hitchcock's "Marnie". There were two women in their forties, kneeling beside him. One of them was dressed in white lingerie and matching high heels. The other was dressed in black leather. They looked drugged as they purred and the man stroked their hair. Another woman with red high heels, was used as a footstool, as the man rested his feet on her back. She was wearing a rubber swimming cap and her mouth was taped shut, with a piece of shiny black tape. A butthook was inserted in her tiny asshole and the rope attached to the hook was tied around her ponytail. She looked restless and kept producing erotic muffled noises under the tape sealing her lips.

 

"So you're the nosy gal looking for J?" he asked Julie, as he fed the woman in leather a sugar cube.

 

"I want to talk to the GamesMaster" Julie said nervously, trying to portray an air of confidence.

 

"Your wish has been granted Ms. Martine" the man said as the other woman gulped down a sugar cube from his palm.

 

"But you... you're like what twenty one?"

 

"Next month" he replied

 

Julie was confused.

 

"Don't let my age fool you... Julie"

 

Julie didn't like this man adressing her with her name.

 

"What did you do to her?" she said, fighting her tears.

 

"She's fine. She has a new life now"

 

"Please... don't hurt her" she begged.

 

"Look around you... do you like what you see... The air of mystery... Seductive, isn't it?"

 

"It's perverted" Julie answered and angrily, began walking towards the door.

 

"Do you want to see her, Julie?" the man said in soft voice.

 

Julie stopped in her tracks.

 

"Where is she?"

 

"You've come this far Julie... Why? To find your friend? Who knows maybe your sweet J. is just a mere macguffin. And maybe it's your own journey of self discovery that is important. Maybe you longed for something different, something beyond your limitations... Excitement... If you want to see J. it'll be in our terms." he said in a commanding voice. Do you want to..."

 

"Yes!" Julie interrupted in midsentence.

 

"You see in a way, I'm just a pawn like others... In a higher position that is... So you agree to do things on our terms?"

 

"Y... Yes..." Julie's voice shaked.

 

"Fine... Ms. Van de Linde?" the man adressed the woman dressed like an opera singer.

 

And without a warning, the older woman clamped her silk handkerchief over Julie's nose and mouth.

 

"MMMMPFRRR??!!!" Julie shrieked in surprise and began thrashing wildly.

 

The sweet sickening smell made her feel dizzy. The woman wrapped her free arm around Julie's waist. Julie mewed helplessly like a kitten but with each breath she took, Julie felt her energy draining. After a few moments Julie slumped in Ms. van de Linde's arms.

 

"Please take care of her transportation. I trust you Ms. Linde. She asked for it... Let us help her on that mysterious journey she wanted to take so badly" the man said stroking his slave's hair.

 

Van de Linde smiled and nodded in agreement. She snapped her fingers. The man who had been playing with the mummified woman's helpless figure rose to his feet.

 

"Let's get her out of here" she commanded him.

 

The mummified woman was still screaming for help...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER: 1

 

Julie kicked off her cute Mary Janes and rubbed her pantyhose clad feet as she sipped her wine. It was a tiring day at the office. She was amazed at the number of women coming to Dr. Petrovich for nose & boob jobs. She was amazed because even though she didn't want to admit it, Dr. Petrovich was a second class plastic surgeon and most of the time he just made passes to his "customers". And none of the ladies in question seemed to be taken aback by his advances.

 

But it wasn't the workload that troubled her mind right now. Julie was disturbed by the advances of one of Dr. Petrovich's favorite clients, Mrs. Sharon Bilbrew. The older woman literally flirted with her and even stroked Julie's blonde hair. The thought of another woman touching her that way gave Julie the creeps.

 

Soon Julie's thoughts were focused on Jeff... Jeff, her last date who said he'd call her back, nine days ago... Julie didn't understand. She was an attractive woman but still she usually got the same treatment from men. But deep down she knew it had something to do with her being shy when it came to physical contact...

 

Julie felt depressed. As she was watching a taped episode of "Young & the Restless", her phone rang. It was, Justine, her friend from the office.

 

"There's a big party tonight" Justine announced in a cheerful voice, from the other side of the line.

 

"It's thursday Justine" Julie said as she painted her toenails.

 

"Oh come on Julie. You'll never find anyone if you keep on with this attitude"

 

"Today was.."

 

"Listen, it's a private party. It'll be fun... or kinky" Justine giggled.

 

"Me and kink? Think again Sweet Gwen!"

 

"Stop feeling sorry for yourself. Put on your favorite dress and I'll be picking you up in two hours."

 

"But..."

 

"Forget about Jeff. Tonight is our night. The keyword is; private party. Think of all those famous people we'll see"

 

Justine hung up and a smile formed across Julie's face. This was the first time she was invited to a private party, ever since she moved in here. Julie finished putting nailpolish on her big toe and turned off the tv.

 

After taking a long bath, Julie went to her bedroom and dressed in her black Victoria's Secret panties & matching bra. Julie enjoyed spending the money she saved on clothes and lingerie. Next she put on the garter belt and sexy black, lace top stockings.

 

She felt a rush of natural high as she smoothed the silk encasing her legs. Julie dressed in her Chanel skirt that hugged her curves. A blouse that gave a peek of her cleaveage and the final touch; a broche her late grandmother gave her. She slipped on her open sided Prada high heels and she was ready. Julie grabbed her D &G raincoat and Louis Vuitton handbag off the table and went downstairs.

 

Justine was waiting for Julie in her new BMW, a present from one of her multiple boyfriends. Julie couldn't understand how Justine accepted these gifts from them as she never dated the same guy more than three times. At least that was what Justine kept telling her.

 

"You ready, babydoll" the leather clad Justine smiled.

 

"Guess so..."

 

"Relax, kitty. The night is young"

 

As Julie fastened her seatbelt, Justine's spike heeled foot stomped on the gas pedal.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER: 2

 

The mansion was packed. Everyone was having a great time, except for Julie. Not knowing anyone in the party, she felt left out. And there seemed to be no celebrities around so Julie was disappointed, to say the very least. Justine had disappeared with a guy she's just met.

 

With her drink in hand, Julie was sitting on a leather couch by the pool when she heard someone call out her name. She turned her head to see Dr. Petrovich. She was surprised to see him. But then again, he was probably hunting for new "customers". She waved back at him, forcing in a smile. But her smile vanished into thin air when she saw Mrs. Bilbrew and her husband. She was wearing a jetblack wig that reminded Julie of Mia Wallace from Pulp Fiction. Sharon whispered something into her husband's ear and giggled. Her husband laughed like a hyena. He looked very much like Bela Lugosi.

 

Julie tried to get up and leave when she saw them coming over but it was too late. And within a split of a second she was sandwiched between Mr. & Mrs. Bilbrew on the couch.

 

"Hello Julie, dear. Meet my husband Darcy" Sharon said drooling over the hapless blonde.

 

"I've heard about you, Julie. I hear you're a very talented woman. If you ever think of leaving your current job, you'll be welcome to work in my office"

 

"That's kind of you, Mr. Bilbrew but don't plan on..."

 

"Darcy... Call him Darcy" Sharon said as her hand lay on Julie's knees"

 

"I prefer Mr. Bilbrew, thank you" she said nervously.

 

"The weather seems to be chilly. You know, we can go upstairs and get all warm and cozy. Mr. Willie, the host, keeps one of his favorite rooms for us. You see he's one of Darcy's clients" Sharon whispered in Julie's ear as she stroked the blonde's hair. Julie could feel Sharon's breath on her neck as she spoke.

 

"We'll have a great time, honey" Darcy whispered to her ear as he played with his moustache.

 

Julie was speechless and was fighting back the tears in her eyes when she heard someone say;

 

"I thought you wouldn't make it"

 

Julie looked up to see a stranger looking at her. It was obvious that he was talking to her. He was a blonde man, with broad shoulders, probably a couple of years older than her. He was dressed in a sharp Armani suit.

 

"Excuse us, Mr. Bilbrew" the stranger said as he took Julie's hand.

 

Before Sharon and Darcy could react, the stranger snatched Julie from their clutches. He held Julie's hand as they walked with her to the crowded side of the pool. His perfume filled her nostrils.

 

"You looked like you needed to be rescued" the mystery man said, smiling with his deep blue eyes.

 

Julie was relieved.

 

"It's good to know that heros still exist"

 

"We're an endangered species"

 

Julie laughed for the first time.

 

"Bad company?"

 

"You wouldn't believe what Mrs. Bilbrew's just proposed to me"

 

"To go upstairs to a bedroom with them... The tiger doesn't change his stripes. They are what you may call... kinky people"

 

"I think I'll pass"

 

"My name is Eric Grillet"

 

"Julie"

 

"Pleased to meet you, Julie" he said with a warm smile.

 

As they walked through the wild crowd, someone bumped into Julie. Unfortunately she didn't see the same person slipping something in her drink as he passed by saying he was sorry.

 

They stopped infront of a heater.

 

"Nice pin" Julie said pointing to the pin on Eric's suit. It had a triskelion on it.

 

She gulped down her drink.

 

"Oh that... It's the pin of a club I happen to be a member of.."

 

"Is it a kinky club" Julie giggled. She looked drunk.

 

"So Julie... A nice girl like you... In a place like this? One, wonders..."

 

"Let me start from the beginning... " Julie said finishing her drink.

 

They talked for a whole hour. Julie thought she finally found her knight in shining armour.

 

"What is it?" Eric asked.

 

"Nothinghh... It's juss that I feel dizzy" Julie replied. "I have to use the bathroom" she giggled.

 

"Go upstairs. It's at the end of the hall"

 

"Don't go anywhere, Mr. Grillet, cute guy" she said in a drunken state.

 

Julie teetered on her high heels as she went upstairs. Her hand went for the doorknob when she heard a faint moan coming from one of the rooms. Julie giggled. The moaning continued. It was coming from the room next to the bathroom. Curious, Julie looked through the peephole.

 

She was shocked to see Justine kneeling infront of the guy she left with. She was naked except for latex stockings with a garter belt and her spike heels. She was making slow, bellydance like movements with her arms. She also had a strange looking red ball stuffed in her mouth. The man had something like a riding crop in his hand and he brushed Justine's breasts with it. A muffled moan escaped her gagged lips. Justine continued to make that eerie slow dance. Julie kept watching holding her breath.

 

The man slipped a tight leather hood over Justine's head. She purred like a kitten under the hood. The man led her on to the bed. She lied down and crossed her ankles and wrists as if they were tied. The man waved at the large mirror and from another door emerged Mr. & Mrs. Bilbrew. They were dressed in leather. Mr. Bilbrew had an old 8mm camera in his hand.

 

Justine was confused as strange feelings began to stir inside her. Sharon sat on the bed next to Justine and slapped her on the crotch. A grunt escaped the woman but she lay still on the bed. The young man went over to the small refrigator and pulled out an item from the ice box and handed it to Mrs. Bilbrew. Darcy was filming all of this with his camera.

 

"Now for something cold" Sharon said in a serious voice.

 

It was a glass buttplug. Sharon massaged Justine's asshole and inserted the freezing cold piece of glass in her asshole. Justine thrashed wildly but the young man held her by the ankles.

 

Julie couldn't believe her eyes as the three of them began whipping Justine's squirming body with whips that came out of nowhere. The noise of the running camera and Justine's muffled screams filled the room. But no matter how hard they whipped her, Justine just lay still on the bed.

 

"What are you doing?" a voice called behind Julie.

 

Julie was startled. She looked up to see Eric standing next to her. Justine's sqealing echoed in the hallway. Julie got up to her feet. He wrapped her arms around him.

 

"Oh, Eric... Please take me away from this horrible place" she begged him as tears slid down her cheeks.

 

He brushed Julie's hair behind her ear and kissed her on the neck. In a frenzy of mixed emotions and sensations, Julie kissed Eric passionately.

 

"I beg you... take me away..." and she collapsed in Eric's arms.

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER: 3

 

Julie heard voices from the darkness that surrounded her.

 

"What is the forth dimension?" a seductive voice asked.

 

"The dust of illusion... endless?"

 

A red light was coming from an open door. Julie went through the door. To her surprise, she saw Eric making love to a woman on a king sized bed. A pair of pantyhose was slipped over the woman's head. Eric had his hand clamped over the woman's mouth to reduce her high pitched shrieks of ecstasy.

 

When he removed his hand from the moaning woman's mouth, both the woman and Eric stopped what they were doing and stared back at Julie. When the woman removed the pair of nylons encasing her visage, Julie saw that the woman was Julie herself...

 

"I might have to come into your house and steal you" Eric smiled at Julie.

 

"Are you scared, Clementine?" the woman on the bed asked with a French accent.

 

"Enchanted?" another voice added.

 

Terrified, Julie took a step back only to fall into the abyss. Julie tried to move her arms but found herself unable to move. A light blinded her... An 8 mm camera was shoved in her face.

 

"Who are you?" the person behind the camera asked.

 

"Games... Distance and games..." another voice spoke.

 

When the camera was removed Julie saw that the person holding it was Sharon Bilbrew. Standing next to her, dressed in ancient Egyptian clothes, was Justine. Julie screamed in terror only to produce muffled noises. Julie was inside a box, mummified head to toe with white wrapping material. She squirmed helplessly.

 

"Shhh..." Justine stroked her forehead as Sharon kept wrapping her head. The wrapping material went over Julie's eyes and she screamed inside the darkness.

 

"I'm awake!" Julie woke up in sweat and looked at her surroundings. She was in her bedroom. It was a rainy morning. She felt hot and kicked the blanket only to find herself naked. With instinct, Julie pulled back the blanket, she never slept naked... She tried her best to think straight...