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Here it is, the long awaited conclusion to the exciting story of Carolyn Lord.
Or is it?
lcdrjmc

[lcdrjmc] Subject: NEW: Into the Maelstrom Part 10/10 
(F/F, Reluc) by lcdrjmc@aol.com

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Into the Maelstrom:  Part X


   Tamiko had been freely wandering the firm's empty dark 
offices for almost a half hour before she discovered the 
missing Miss Carolyn Lord.
   "Whoa!  What a presentation that must have been," she 
said to herself when she saw Carolyn.  She walked over to 
the prostrate woman to survey the damage.
   Miss Lord was on her back, nude and unconscious, her 
legs splayed open over the couch arm.  Carolyn's body was 
coated with drying sweat.  It pooled between her breasts 
and at the base of her throat.  Her hair was matted with 
it.  Vaginal fluids were also drying on her, down the 
insides of her thighs and on the cushion beneath her.  
Tamiko quickly noticed the exciter attached to Carolyn's 
vulva.   She tried out the local control and found the 
battery quite dead.
   "You must have had quite a day, my precious."
   Carolyn's beautiful body showed surprisingly few 
bruises, considering the kind of day Tamiko now 
understood Carolyn to have experienced.  She looked 
around and saw no sign of Carolyn's suit or shoes.
   "And I thought we played rough," she said, as she put 
her arms under Carolyn's and pulled her to a more 
comfortable and less exposed position on the couch.
   "Why, our group can't touch the legal profession if 
this is how they treat their own," she thought.  Her 
mother had always told her to never underestimate the 
value of a professional education, especially when it 
came to doing something really fun, like the corruption 
of the pure.  "We must get some lawyers into the group" 
she mused.  "Perhaps Carolyn would know of some likely 
candidates, now."
    "Come on, my precious," Tamiko said quietly.  "It is 
time to wake up and begin your new life."
   Tamiko sat next to the nude woman.  She reached 
between Carolyn's open thighs and fingered the exciter.  
As Tamiko thought, it was attached to her skin and pubic 
hair by a light adhesive.  She swiftly pulled the exciter 
off Carolyn's sensitive crotch, pulling out a few pubic 
hairs in the process, and, standing, placed it in the 
back pocket of her tight designer jeans.
   "OW!" Carolyn screamed as her eyes flew open.  She 
bolted upright and tightly held her wounded crotch with 
both hands.  She looked around wildly for a moment until 
she saw Tamiko standing beside her.
   "Tamiko!  Oh, Tamiko!" Carolyn cried, jumping up and 
throwing herself naked into the waiting arms of her 
friend.  "You wouldn't believe what happened to me," she 
sobbed, as she wrapped her arms tightly around the 
Japanese girl.  "Everyone went crazy!  They... they...."
   "It's all right, my precious.  You are safe now.  You 
are safe with me.  You will always be safe with me," 
Tamiko purred soothingly as her hands moved lovingly over 
Carolyn's sculptured naked back and buttocks.
   "Oh, Tamiko," bawled Carolyn, "I'm so glad to see you!  
You can't imagine what they did to me!" Carolyn wailed 
as, heedless of her nudity, she clung desperately to the 
small teenager.
   Overcome with relief at finally being safe with 
someone she could really trust, the beautiful Carolyn 
Lord cried and sobbed over all of the pain and public 
humiliations she had been forced to undergo today.  
   Tamiko casually dipped her right hand between 
Carolyn's thighs.  She carefully inspected Carolyn's 
crotch with her skilled fingers, noting the very swollen 
labia.  She inserted three fingers into the dry cuntal 
passage.  It was still tight, yet there was a hint of 
looseness now which hadn't been there before.  "You have 
been busy," she thought.  She enjoyed the familiar feel 
of the hot, tight passage for a moment, then began a 
gentle motion with her fingers.  Soon the channel was 
flowing with Carolyn's vaginal fluids.
   Next, Tamiko cupped Carolyn's firm right breast with 
her left hand and carefully inspected the reddened 
nipple.  She tilted her head and started to thoughtfully 
lick the surrounding aureole first, then the nipple 
itself.  Her efforts were rewarded when the nipple 
quickly sprang erect.  She moved to the left breast and 
did the same to it.  When both nipples were as erect and 
hard as bullets, Tamiko shifted her mouth from breast to 
breast and continued her administrations evenly between 
the two proud orbs.
   The sobbing Carolyn began to notice some familiar 
tinglings starting to occur.  She was so distraught, and 
at the same time so relieved at seeing Tamiko, her mind 
simply dismissed them as unimportant.  But the tinglings 
became more and more insistent, until she could ignore 
them no longer. 
   Carolyn fought to get her crying under control and 
find out what was happening to her.
   "Tamiko.  Tamiko, what are you doing to me?" she 
gasped between her decreasing sobs.
   "Nothing, my precious," the Japanese teenager absently 
replied, intent upon completing her devilish work.
   "But, Tamiko.  You are!  You are doing something to 
me.  I can... I can feel it."
   Tamiko didn't reply until she heard Carolyn's breath 
become quite heavy.
   "Can you really?" Tamiko politely asked, her head 
between Carolyn's heaving breasts.
   "Yes, I can," said the now panting Carolyn. "I can 
really feel you doing things to me."
   "Oh," replied Tamiko, her right thumb now brushing 
Carolyn's vulnerable clitoris.
   "You have to stop.  Tamiko!  You have to stop right... 
Aaaggh!" Carolyn cried as she unexpectedly climaxed under 
Tamiko's expert ministrations.  
   "No!  Oh, No!" Carolyn wailed as she frantically clung 
to the Japanese exchange student,  her tired body 
reacting strongly to this surprising occurrence.  The 
strong pulsings of her vagina were almost painful to her, 
they had happened so often today.
   Her body and mind now absolutely spent, Carolyn could 
only cling to Tamiko, her breasts heaving, her vaginal 
juices trailing unheeded down the inside of her thighs.  
Carolyn found herself drunk with fatigue.  She could only 
stand and let Tamiko do with her whatever she willed.  
She was capable of nothing else.
   "Look, you can tell me all about your problems later, 
my precious," Tamiko told her matter-of-factly.  "Right 
now, let's get you dressed and home."
   Tamiko led the pliant Carolyn over to where she had 
left the clothes she had bought for her.  
   "Look at what I brought for you, Carolyn."
   Carolyn turned her head and looked dully at the neatly 
folded pile on the sink counter.
   "Now, step into these."
   The bright red panties that Tamiko was pulling up her 
legs seemed different than what Carolyn was more used to 
wearing.  The panties consisted of a low, simple triangle 
in front and a single narrow strip down the back that 
fitted between her buttocks and legs.  Her dazed mind 
finally realized that Tamiko had gotten her a thong!
   She couldn't wear that!  If only she weren't so 
exhausted.  She just didn't have the strength to protest.  
She just wanted to go home, and as long as Tamiko was 
going to take her there then everything else could wait.
   Tamiko pulled the panties high and tight, so that the 
fabric was buried between Carolyn's buttocks and forced 
into her vulva.
   Carolyn's new red bra came next.  After Tamiko put it 
on her, Carolyn puzzled mind tried to figure out what 
exactly it was supposed to do for her.  The slight 
harness did not contain and protect her breasts so much 
as it openly displayed them.
   Next there were a tight pair of soft jeans.  Carolyn 
stood passively as Tamiko pulled the jeans up her legs 
and hips.  The jeans were so tight it took Tamiko three 
times to fasten them.  "OK," thought Tamiko, "I'll be 
more careful with the jeans next time."
   The mistake was understandable, really.  After all, 
Carolyn Lord was Tamiko's first real-live Westerner to do 
with as she pleased.
   Next, Tamiko placed the still pliant Carolyn into a 
button-down, white semi-transparent body shirt which 
clung to Carolyn like a second skin.
   Last came a comfortable pair of sandals.
   Tamiko took a moment to look at her new creation.    
   "Wow!" she breathed.  "Even after all she went through 
today, she was still something to take the breath away," 
she thought.  "Amazing.  How lucky can I get?"
   Leading her by the hand, Tamiko took the passive 
Carolyn back to her desk for a final check.  Taking her 
wallet and key ring from the desk top, Tamiko led her 
passive charge to the reception area and the bank of 
elevators.
   On their way down, Carolyn dimly realized that she was 
blacking out.  One moment she was looking at weird 
underwear, the next she was standing in an elevator.  She 
felt so tired, she was quite ready to lay down just about 
anywhere.
   Some habits die hard.  Even in her current exhausted 
state, Carolyn automatically checked her appearance in 
the polished doors of the elevator.  
   "Oh my!" she said.  It was like being splashed with a 
bucket of cold water!  Shocked out of her daze, she was 
horrified.  These were not her clothes!  All of a sudden, 
she felt naked.  There she was, fully dressed and yet she 
felt absolutely naked.  Her vulva was clearly defined 
under the tight fabric of her jeans.  So, for that 
matter, were her breasts under the body shirt.  She was 
totally exposed!
   Carolyn was at a loss as to how she got dressed this 
way, let alone how she got into an elevator with Tamiko.  
"What was she doing here, anyway" she wondered.
   "Tamiko, what am I wearing?" the embarrassed Carolyn 
asked.
   "You are wearing your clothes, my precious."
    Carolyn's tired mind thought that one over a bit.  
"My clothes?" she finally muttered.  "These are not my 
clothes."
   "Yes, they are.  Well, sort of.  You see, I had a 
feeling you might be ready for a change by now, so I 
bought you some things.  I checked for your sizes at your 
apartment."
   "You were... You were at my apartment?" asked the 
bewildered Carolyn.
   "Of course.  Since we're going to be seeing so much of 
each other from now on, I had a key to your apartment 
made this morning.  Nice place, by the way.  Anyway, 
since I was bringing you these presents, I'd thought I 
would just go over early and become comfortable with your 
things.  I said I'd meet you today, and here I am."
   "Oh.  I see."  Carolyn wondered vaguely what she had 
done with her suit and shoes.
   "You brought my laundry?"
   "My goodness.  You are out of it.  I gave those to 
Tiffany at your office late this morning.  Don't you 
remember?"
   "Uh, no I don't, actually.  I'm sorry.  It's just that 
I'm very, very tired.  I'm not really sure I can even 
make the drive home right now."
   "No problem.  I'm here to take you to that very 
place."
   "Why, thank you.  I really appreciate that, honestly I 
do."
With that, Carolyn lapsed into a silence which was not 
broken until the two arrived at Carolyn's apartment.  
Carolyn was so unaware that she didn't even notice, let 
alone comment on, when Tamiko used her own set of keys to 
get into and drive Carolyn's sensible subcompact car.
   During the trip, Carolyn uneasily slept, not realizing 
that Tamiko had used her right hand to massage Carolyn's 
vulva the entire journey. 
   At Carolyn's apartment building, Tamiko used her copy 
of Carolyn's parking and building pass to enter the 
basement parking garage, and then get them up to 
Carolyn's apartment.  Standing in front of her apartment 
door, Carolyn could only wait until Tamiko had let them 
in using her own keys.
   Realizing that she was in her apartment at long last, 
Carolyn tried to think desperately of what she wanted to 
do here, but could not.
   It was Tamiko who brought her into her bedroom and 
carefully undressed her.  Nude, Carolyn automatically 
went to a dresser drawer and pulled out one of the tee-
shirts she inevitably slept in.  After pulling it on, 
Carolyn staggered to the adjoining bathroom and relieved 
herself of a surprising amount of urine.  Tamiko used the 
time to ready the queen-sized bed for Carolyn and 
herself.
   Staggering back to the bedroom, the totally exhausted 
Carolyn Lord fell face down onto her bed.  She did not 
move after that, even though the fall had worked the 
bottom of her tee-shirt up over the lower part of her 
buttocks, leaving them quite exposed.
   Although it was still only late afternoon, Tamiko 
readied herself for bed.  She undressed completely, then 
made herself a mug of tea.  Thus fortified, she got into 
bed with Carolyn.  She briskly took the tee-shirt off the 
heavily sleeping woman and threw it to the floor.  She 
flipped Carolyn over onto her back and lay down beside 
her.  She pulled the covers over them both, and settled 
in for a long, well-earned rest.
   Tamiko's last thoughts concerned the future.  Would 
her parents let her keep Carolyn for her very own, or 
would she have to give her back when she was done with 
school here and had to return to Japan?  Either way, she 
was planning on having a great deal of fun with her for a 
very long time, indeed.
   
   It was a quiet Sunday afternoon when Carolyn finally 
awoke after a troubled sleep.  She felt terrible.  Her 
neck muscles were incredibly stiff from the constant 
tension of yesterday.  Feeling the sheet on her sensitive 
breasts, she realized that she was naked again.  She 
looked around and found her tee-shirt on the floor beside 
the bed.  She sighed at the sight.  "Can't I keep 
anything on anymore?" she thought.
   After a refreshing shower she felt better, though not 
much.  Her robe was missing from its usual place behind 
the bathroom door.  "Must have left it in the laundry 
room again," she grumbled.
   Carolyn, naked except for a towel wrapped around her 
wet hair, padded on bare feet from her bedroom through a 
narrow hall and small living room, and into the kitchen, 
on her way to the laundry room.  It was only after she 
saw Tamiko, wearing her missing robe and grinning at her 
from the small kitchen table, that Carolyn realized she 
had a guest in her apartment.
   "Oh my!  I'm so sorry!" she sputtered as she quickly 
attempted to cover herself with the small bath towel.  
Unfortunately, it wasn't big enough to circle her body 
completely, so she could only just cover her front.  She 
then tried to back out of the room, but Tamiko was up and 
over to her in a flash.  Tamiko was soon holding a corner 
of the towel tightly in her hand.  Carolyn knew she 
couldn't leave now without loosing her towel!
   "Come.  Sit with me at the table, my precious," Tamiko 
said as she led the protesting Carolyn by her towel to 
the kitchen table.
   "But, Tamiko!  Please, I really need to get something 
on first, and then I'll be right out."
   "Oh, no you don't.  We are all alone here.  So sit, 
and keep me company."
   Carolyn sat carefully, fully conscious of the flesh of 
her bare back and bottom pressing against the cold 
plastic chair.  She was terribly flustered from sitting 
barely covered like this in the full light of day.  "My 
God!" she thought.  "I hope no one visits me this 
morning."  How could she ever explain this?
   "Tamiko, it's, uh, really great to see you this 
morning, but, what... what are you doing here?"
   "You invited me, silly.  Remember yesterday?  When I 
drove you home from the office?"
   "You drove me home?  No, I don't remember."  Carolyn 
held her lowered head in her hands and groaned, "Oh, my.  
Everything is so fuzzy.  I can't think at all."   
   "It is all right, my precious.  You have had a long 
day and are still a little tired.  You should take it 
easy today and rest."
   Tamiko stood up and went behind the distressed woman.  
She placed both hands on the base of Carolyn's 
aristocratic neck and began to work the stiff muscles 
there.
   "Oooh.  That feels good," murmured the surprised 
Carolyn.  She eventually felt the stiffness in her neck 
simply melt away, yet Tamiko continued to work her 
muscles.  Carolyn soon felt very dreamy.
   Tamiko kept working with her hands, moving now over 
her shoulders.  Carolyn's unsupported towel soon fell 
from her body and landed forgotten on the floor.     
   "Why must you keep calling me that?" Carolyn sleepily 
asked her friend.
   "Calling you what?"
   "'My precious.'  It's so embarrassing."
   "Because I want to.  Now, tell me, my precious, what 
is really bothering you this morning?"
   "How perceptive she is," Carolyn thought.  "She's just 
a teenager, yet she can read me like an open book."
   "I don't think I can work at the firm anymore," 
Carolyn said.  "I believe terrible things happened there 
yesterday, just terrible."
   "Terrible, in what way?"
   "Some people there took advantage of me.  They did... 
things to me, terrible things!"
   "Are you sure about this?"
   "Yes. I am positive," Carolyn said quietly.  "I can 
never set foot in that place again.  I just couldn't!" 
Carolyn cried.
   "Well, then.  I know something which just might perk 
you up a bit," Tamiko said as she moved her hands down 
over Carolyn's breasts.
   "Oh!  Must you do that?"
   "Yes, I must.  Now, don't you want to know what I 
know?"
   "What do you know?" Carolyn asked absently, her mind 
on other things.
   "Do you know an Abigail Stevens?"
   "Who?"  Carolyn asked, not in the least interested, as 
Tamiko was now kissing the base of her neck as well as 
massaging her breasts.
   "Mrs. Abigail Stevens."
   "Stevens...  Oh, yes.  Now I remember.  She was one of 
the representatives at the conference.  Strange woman.  
She kept staring at my... at me."
   "Well, she left some interesting messages on your 
answering machine yesterday."
   "For me?  Are you sure it wasn't a wrong number?  I 
hardly spent five minutes with the woman."
   "Quite sure.  She said she got your home phone number 
from your boss as a favor, and started calling you from 
her cell phone as soon as she had left your firm."
   "What could she possibly want from me?"
   "It seems she was very impressed with your... your 
work and wanted to offer you what sounded like a very 
good job, working for her, of course."
   "Doing what?" asked the suddenly very wary Carolyn. 
   "Executive secretary.  She said she had been looking 
for someone with just your paralegal experience for some 
time.  She considered your performance on the 
presentation to be excellent, and your brief introduction 
afterwards as a most satisfactory interview.  You are in, 
my precious, if you want to be."
   "Oh.  That's okay then.  I don't know.  The timing 
couldn't be better, and the position does sound tempting.  
But...  Oh my, Tamiko!  What are you doing to me??" 
Carolyn gasped.
   "But... Go on, continue," Tamiko replied, kissing and 
licking the sensitive neck as her hands continued to work 
their magic on Carolyn's swollen breasts, her thumbs now 
brushing against the erect nipples.
   "But, I don't know if I can really trust her.  Maybe 
it was the way she kept looking at me, that always made 
me feel very nervous when I was around her."
   "Oh, come on!  What could possibly happen?" Tamiko 
said convincingly as her right hand crept under the table 
towards the unsuspecting Carolyn's very inviting pussy.


End Part X


End of Story  (sigh...)


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