Part 21

Dr. Stevens took the two dogs back to their pens and then returned with the two giant Poodles.

Marguerite’s eyes lit up when she saw them approaching. She couldn’t believe that she was actually going to have an opportunity to have sex with her best friend’s pets.

“Oh, wow, Robert!” Maggie squealed in anticipation. “Are we really going to do a movie with Romulus and Remus?”

“Absolutely, my dear,” Robert smiled back at the excited 16-year-old. “Now, I want you go into your dressing room and put on one of the cheerleading outfits there. Nothing slutty, just a normal, everyday outfit, understand.”

“Uh? We-ll, okay,” Maggie nodded, though she couldn’t see any reason to be so subdued now.

So, while Dr. Stevens took the Poodles in one room, Maggie made her way back to her ‘dressing room’ and picked out a casual looking cheerleading outfit much like the one she wore at school.

A few minutes later she rejoined Dr. Stevens out in the hallway and showed him what she had selected. She twirled around for him, causing the short skirt to lift just enough for him to see her cheerleading panties underneath.

“Excellent,” Robert smiled at his charge. “Here, put this headband on. It has a mini-camera on it that will give us a perspective of you walking down the hallway. Now here is what I’ve got planned.”

Young Maggie listened closely as he began explaining what he wanted to do.

“We’ll start off with you coming out of one of the classrooms over there,” he explained as he pointed down the hall. “But I’ll be filming you from behind so that we never really see your face, understand. And the headband camera will do the same showing the hallway in front of you.”

Maggie nodded as she listened on.

“I’ll then sneak up behind you and place a rag over your mouth from behind,” he went on. “Again, your headband camera will capture this so that it’s clear that you are being chloroformed, which of course you aren’t. You just make believe that it’s really happening and pass out for the camera. I’ll then fade to black as if you passed out. Then we’ll set up in the next room. That’s where the real action will happen. I promise, your friend’s mother will never see that it’s you.”

Maggie smiled a nervous smile as she made her way to the room that Dr. Stevens had directed her too. Though what he had said did sound right, she still wasn’t convinced that her identity would still be protected once she started performing with her friend’s dogs.

“Later I’ll edit these footage together to make it look like an abduction,” she heard Robert say in her earwig from the hallway. “Okay now, Maggie, you just come out into the hallway and turn left, I’ll be right behind you with the camera!”

She calmly sauntered out into the hallway of the once abandoned school and started walking rather casually.

From behind, Dr. Stevens was filming as he slowly approached the 16-year-old for the movie. The camera angle then shifted down to his hands where one hand was holding a marked bottle that read CHOLORFORM, fake of course, while the other hand held a piece of cloth. He then tipped the bottle and moistened the cloth before turning the camera back in young Maggie’s direction.

After about fifteen steps or so, he moved a gloved hand up behind Maggie and shoved the rag across her face as he had said.

From Maggie’s headband camera, Robert’s hand came into view holding the cloth as it lowered to her nose and mouth.

Then, playing out the role she was given, Maggie began to struggle for the performance and then succumbed to the fictitious anesthesia.

“That was great, honey,” Robert applauded the youngster’s performance.

“Thanks,” Maggie smiled back as he helped her back to her feet. “What now?”

“Now you get to change into your real costume,” Dr. Stevens told her. “You’ll find it in the gym bag in your changing room.”

Maggie rushed back into her dressing room and opened the bag Robert had mentioned. What she found inside confused the heck out of her. It looked like some kind of skintight white plastic costume, better known as latex. And worse yet, it only seemed to be a bustier ensemble. And there were no accompanying panties to complete the outfit.

Shrugging her shoulders, she stripped out of the cheerleading outfit and went about putting on this strange accoutrement. The costume was so tight that she actually had trouble slipping it on, but once it was on her it highlighted all of her best features, especially her young tits which now protruded above the top of the corset outfit. The bustier had just enough push under her titties to give them a nice firmer look to them.

The costume also came with thigh-high leather boots with six-inch stiletto heels on them, which seemed outrageous to her. Though Marguerite did wear heels on occasion, none of her shoes came even close to being this high. She had to sit in a chair to put them on, and when she got back up on her feet she couldn’t help but feel unsteady in such high heels.

Checking herself out in the mirror, she couldn’t help but admire how sexy the tight fitting outfit made her look. In fact, it was so tight that it actually seemed that her stomach was even smaller than it usually was, giving her an almost Barbie doll like hourglass figure.

Reaching into the gym bag, she then pulled out the last item there. A pair of long white latex gloves to match the outfit that reached passed her elbows. And as with the corset outfit, she had to struggle a bit to pull them on.

Then, with one last look in the mirror, she rejoined Dr. Stevens in somewhat wobbly legs as she couldn’t quite get used to such high heels.

Being so unsteady on her new heels, Maggie had to struggle a little to even open the door to the new room. As she stepped inside she was somewhat caught off guard by what she found in there.

Dr. Stevens had this room made up to look like some medieval dungeon. He had chains and whips hanging everywhere. There was even a stock over in one corner that scared her a little.

“Ah, Maggie,” Robert smiled as he saw his star entering. “Jesus! You look even sexier than I thought you would in that getup.”

“Err, thanks,” she said nervously, still eyeing all of the scray things around her.

“Oh, don’t worry about those,” he reassured her, noticing the concern in her eyes. “I would never use any of those on you, sweetie. It’s just for show on the movies we make, that’s all.”

“Sigh!” She sighed in relief. “Good to know. You had me worried there for a minute there, Robert.”

“Now then, why don’t you just come over here,” he waved her over to the center of the room.

Right there in the center of this makeshift dungeon were two pieces of rough looking wood about six feet in length. One was suspended about shoulder high off the floor suspended from the ceiling by a heavy set of rusty looking chains. While the other lay on the ground about six inches off the floor, and it too was secured to blocks there to prevent them from moving around too much.

Maggie approached the good doctor and joined him near these items. As she got closer she noticed that both had a set of shackles attached to them about three feet apart.

The 16-year-old still couldn’t make any sense of where this was going, but she trusted Dr. Stevens and so didn’t question his directions.

“I’m still confused, Robert,” she told him. “How will any of this hide my face from Mrs. Reynolds when she watches me with Romulus and Remus?”

“You’ll see,” is all that he told her. “Now you just come over here.”

Maggie did as she was told and approached the two logs.

Dr. Stevens then proceeded to shackle her ankles to the bottom log, spreading her legs wide apart in doing so. Kneeling behind her as he was, he couldn’t help but smell the excitement between the youngster’s legs. He could even see a little seepage of her juices trickling down her muscular and tense thighs.

The shackles were spaced about three feet apart, so it wasn’t all that difficult for Maggie to be shackled in this fashion even in the outrageously tall high heels.

Once he was satisfied with his handiwork, Robert got up and did the same to her wrists to the beam above. And much like the beam on the ground, these shackles were also about three feet apart.

He then stepped back to admire how this all presented itself. Maggie looked sexy as a helpless maiden in some dark dungeon.

He then began pulling at some ropes on the side of both beams. And as he pulled on them, the shackles holding Maggie in place began pulling outward until she found herself spread wide until her legs were over four feet apart.

Robert then jacked up the lower beam until the girl’s feet were no longer touching the ground. The shackles had been specially designed to run under her feet for added support.

He then walked over to a nearby wall and started pulling on a rope there. This rope was attached to a pulley at the ceiling that began lifting the beam that Maggie’s wrists were bound too.

The young teenager was alarmed to feel her arms being lifted higher and higher until she couldn’t stretch any further.

“Ro ... Robert, why are you doing this?” Maggie asked with some obvious concern in her voice.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” he kept reassuring her. “This is all part of the plot of the movie.”

But Maggie was beginning to lose confidence in the older man’s objective as she watched him as he approached her again with something in his hand.

“Now, I’m just going to put this over your head,” he told her reassuringly. “Don’t worry, it’s just a mask. This way no one will be able to see your face. Just trust me, okay.”

Dr. Stevens then slipped the latex facemask over Maggie’s face as he grabbed the back of her hair and pulled it through this strange thing until it came out the back like some obscene looking ponytail.

Maggie blinked her eyes and grinned. She felt comforted by the fact that with this mask on there was no way Mrs. Reynolds could never recognize her.

“Now I need you to open your mouth wide open for me,” Dr. Stevens told her. “I need to put this on you before we go on.”

Maggie did as she was told and opened her mouth as wide as she could.

Robert then fitted a ring-gag that slipped in behind her upper and lower teeth, keeping her mouth open against her will.

“Urr, Rawburt?” Maggie gurgled through the ring-gag.

Dr. Stevens then inserted a ball-gag into her mouth that fit right into the ring center of the first gag and then secured it to the back of her head.

“M-m-m-m-m! M-m-m-m-h!” Maggie mumbled out in a muffled cry in outrage.

“Now, I’ll just go get the dogs and then we can get started,” she heard Robert say.

For a brief moment she was completely alone in the room, feeling quite helpless and almost blind to anything around her. And even though Dr. Stevens was only gone for just a few seconds, to her it felt like over an hour.

A moment later she could hear the shuffling of the dogs’ paws on the tiled floor. She now knew that her fantasy over the two giant Poodles was finally about to come true.

“Okay, Maggie,” she heard Robert’s voice. “We can get started now.”

The first thing that Dr. Stevens did was rub a bitch scented cloth across Maggie’s chest, paying particular attention to the young girl’s stiffening nipples. He then did the same between her legs, making sure to plant the scent across her cunt-mound as well as between her asscheeks.