Chapter 19

I was back on the dock as Haga had instructed long before the stated time of midnight. Nestling in a well padded box I had the six hypodermics filled with the anaesthetic that I had selected as being the best compromise between what Haga wanted and the safety of the girls. The needles were, of course, not attached. Seeing that I had beaten Haga here, I crouched down behind a few old oil drums that were awaiting disposal and congratulated myself for thinking of putting on a skin tight lycra track suit all in black with a matching set of trainers. I didn't really want to be caught out here like this and having to explain my actions to Mr Foster!

It was gone midnight when Haga finally showed, walking down the dock and looking about for me. I couldn't resist remaining hidden where I was as he passed me, quietly calling out my name. Once he had, indeed, moved beyond me, I silently stood and, leaning forward, tapped him on the shoulder as I loudly whispered, "Haga!"

The result of this rather juvenile trick was immediate and rather amusing for he shot several inches into the air before spinning round, guilt written all over his face. "Looking for me?" I asked more conversationally.

"Yes, damn you, Carol!" he snarled, clearly embarrassed that I'd caught him out so easily. "Did you bring the stuff?"

I held out the box and opened the lid showing him the six hypodermics sitting cosily within. "It won't totally knock them out - I don't want you to be able to do that but they'll be so woozy that that'll not be able to move much at all and they sure won't be able to fight you off."

"That'll be fine, Carol - I know you have your morals. Now, how do I use it?"

Taking one of the hypodermics out, I demonstrated how to put the needle into place. "Just remember to make sure that there's no air trapped inside by squirting a little of the drug out just before you use it. Air injected into the bloodstream can be fatal."

"Where is it best to push the needle in?" he asked.

"Any fatty tissue will do but the buttocks are best, if you can manage it."

"Thank you, Carol. I'll take the box now."

Shrugging my shoulders, I handed over his prize to him. "Okay, Carol, you can go now."

This dismissal by Haga caught me by surprise as I had fully expected that he would demand that I fulfil his second desire, to have sex with him and, if he had, I would have been forced to comply for while he still had those photographs on me being screwed by Kevin, he had the upper hand. "Was there something else?" he asked since I had not fled already.

"No... no... just thinking. I'll be off then..."

I turned to go thinking that Haga must have something planned with one of the other girls when, to my surprise, I felt a pinprick followed by the tell-tale chill of injected anaesthetic in the right cheek of my arse. Frantically I lunged forward and then turned around to look back but it was too late for Haga was smiling at me, triumphantly holding up an empty syringe. "You bastard!" I screamed at him, my words already becoming slurred.