The Man let go of her hair, and Sherry collapsed to the floor. She sobbed and curled up in the fetal position.The Man stood over her.“You make a won...erful, whore, Sherry. Time for you to become my bondage doll.”The Man pulled Sherry to her feet again and dragged her into the bathroom.PART THREE: THE BONDAGE DOLLThe Man forced Sherry to strip naked and wash the cum off her face. Sherry was spent, empty. She obeyed like a puppet.“Make yourself up, Sherry. Hair up, lipstick, make-up. I want you. ’ ‘A little price to pay for the beauty I see before me.’ ‘Sir Danbury!’ ‘Danbury. Arabella! Just Danbury.’ End of excerpt of Arabella’s diary. Bella and I had read the diary together, stopping frequently to discuss what Arabella had described. The diary would take days to read, as Arabella seemed to miss little and noted it in her diary. Bella was putting the diary away in her bag when something struck me. ‘Wait a minute.’ ‘What is it, Daniel?’ ‘She mentioned Sir Dashwood, she described him.’. I moving towards a beam of light and then into it and I was suddenly in a mirrored dome and I could see myself from every angle I felt no fear or anxiety just really fucking horny.The floor of the dome looked like an inky black bowl shaped jelly and as I moved towards it tentacles started to rise up and as the first two reached me I could see that their ends looked like a small fanny, each one latched unto my nipples and began to suck and twist and pull at the same time, two more came and I . Thugs were the same in all the times I had visited, so far.My office door opened. It was not much of an office to tell you the truth. A plain wooden desk, and a swivel chair were the only things even partially comfortable. A filing cabinet that was old had the three drawers, and a tendency to stick when I tried to open them. Still, I had a lot of corn and vegetables already purchased, and some was even stored."Are you Mr. Wilson?" asked the first guy. I was using an assumed name."Yes, I am..