Long Lost

Mia was tied to the bed, her hands and legs spread wide, and a blindfold over her eyes left her oblivious to everything except the sensations of being fucked. Emily pulled back the strapon exiting with a plop as the strapped girl’s juices flowed out. Mia wriggled her body in anticipation, she was 5 foot 7 inches tall, with long wavy brown hair, brown eyes, 36c boobs, and long delicious legs, that tried to move against the ties but were held firmly in place.

Emily stood at the base of the bed and watched the bound girl, they had a lot of similarities, Mia was an inch taller, Emily had straight brown hair, large innocent eyes that fooled everyone who looked into them, and her 32b boobs were several cup sizes smaller than her latest lover, she shared the same small waist and slim long legs.

“Mmmm Emily are you going to let me go?” she squealed excitedly.
“Do you want to be let go?” the brunette replied with a hint of spite.

“No, I want more.”

“I know you do, but it is on my terms so you will have to wait while I have a cigarette.”

Emily grabbed the packet of cigarettes and walked into the next room. As she sat back in the chair, feet on the coffee table, drawing on her cigarette she heard the ping of an email on Mia's phone, she picked up the phone out of idle curiosity and read the email.

Dear Mia xxxxxx

I am contacting you by email as the first method of contact, having found no trace of you on Facebook.

I am a private detective working on behalf of a client who is trying to trace her sister who was separated at birth and I believe you may be her niece. If you could contact me to answer a few questions I could confirm your identity and put you in touch with your blood family.

please phone or email me on xxxxxx

Deakins Private Detective agency

She read it through a second time and then typed a response.

‘Thank you for getting in touch with me. I value my privacy and am not ready for all this turmoil, so I would like to proceed at my own pace and cannot permit you to share any of my information until I have discussed the matter with you.
If you could phone me on xxxxxx in 20 minutes I can discuss the matter in detail. If you could email in advance a list of all the relevant questions you will need answered, I will send you the answers before our conversation.’

Emily hit send and then deleted the original email. A few minutes later a follow-up email came through.

“Emily I’m lonely.” the voice carried from next door

“Wait my princess, it is all about the anticipation,” she shouted back as she read the next email.

Date of birth, mother's surname, name of children’s home where she grew up, and a few minor questions about people who worked at the center.

Emily entered the account settings on Mia’s phone to find some of the answers. She walked back into the bedroom carrying a vibrator.

“A new game Mia, every time you answer a question right, I do something nice, and every time you fail, I leave you untouched for 15 minutes.” Within 5 minutes Mia was orgasming as Emily used a free hand to type the answers back.  She left the sated girl and returned to the chair to hit send on the email and waited for the phone to ring, setting it to vibrate.

When the call came in, she shouted to Mia. “I will be right back darling I need the bathroom.”

“Hello.” Emily was apprehensive, although the email had suggested the caller knew very little about Mia, she was still alert to the dangers of the wrong word being said.

“Hello Mia, I can confirm you are the person we are looking for.” The voice was warm and open, foolishly trustworthy for a detective she thought.

“So can you tell me what this is all about?”

“Well your mother had a sister called Olivia Holden and they were separated at birth when your mother was put up for adoption. Mrs Holden only found out she had a sister a few months ago and asked me to track her down that is why I am contacting you now.”

“So what do they know about me?”

“Nothing yet, I wanted to make sure I had the right person first.”

“!I would like to keep my confidentiality until I am ready, it will only be a day or so, I just don’t want strangers coming up to me in the street because you sent them my photo.”

“No let me reassure you that there will be nothing like that I merely had an email from the children’s home to reach out, I don’t even know what you look like.”

The comment made Emily smile. “Thank you I respect your professionalism, this phone is my work phone so can I give you my personal number?”

“Yes go ahead I will update the records for you.”

Emily read out her mobile phone number.

“That is updated thank you, so if it is acceptable I will tell my client that you exist and that you need some time to get used to the situation?”

“If you call me tomorrow I will agree I just need some time to get used to it.”

“Of course, 24 hours is nothing at a time like this.” He was almost sycophantic in his approach, Emily thought, with one eye on his payment.

“Thank you, and can I ask that you only contact me by phone, it was pure luck when I saw your email.”

“Yes of course I will update to say contact by phone only.”

“So what can you tell me about Olivia, I mean my auntie.”

“Well, she was very keen on tracking down her sister and was distraught to hear she was deceased, but then when I told her of your existence, she told me to do everything I could to find you.”

Emily had been surfing as she chatted and soon found the social media output of the Holden family and she liked what she saw. The husband looked older, successful, and handsome, the wife had the Botox nose job look of Hollywood wives, and the daughter was a delicious copy of the mother with the same shoulder-length brown hair, same slim figure, and great legs, the only difference was that Olivia had fuller surgically enhanced breasts and the daughter had small puppies ready to come out to play.

“Oh, that gives me a warm feeling to know there is such love out there,” Emily said calmly as her hand slid into her knickers and she followed the social media page of the brunette daughter, clicking on image after image as her fingers played.

“There is only one last thing in terms of identification and that is you have a birthmark on your hip, if I can just verify that it will finalize my investigation.” He was unsuspecting, she could tell by his voice, that this was just another 't' to cross for him.

Emily stared at the phone and silently swore. “I would like to get this matter resolved are you free to call in and do the check in an hour’s time.”

“I could be there then yes, what is your address?”

“That will be good. I will put some coffee on and suitable swimwear for you to inspect my hip. Let me give you my address.”

She heard the excitement in his voice at the swimwear comment as he slowly repeated the address.

“Thank you, Mia, I will be there shortly.”

Emily re-entered the bedroom where Mia was doing her best to wriggle.

“I have been waiting ages Em, please touch me.”

“Pink butterflies in winter.”

Mia went motionless.

“Listen to me Mia, I have to go away for a few weeks and until I return I want you to do your normal routine, you will go to work and come home, you won’t flirt with any girls, you will think of me every hour you are awake. You will also continue to pay half of your wages into my bank account. I will untie you and you will go to sleep, you will sleep without waking for the next 3 hours, when you wake, I will be gone, until I return think of me with desire.”

Emily untied the sleeping girl and left the bedroom, closing the door behind her. She went to the spare bedroom where her clothes were kept, slipping on a pair of tight denim jeans and a white t-shirt, then reached into the back of the wardrobe and brought out a small makeup bag, taking out a small plastic bag filled with a white powder. She took it to the kitchen and poured some into a cup, adding coffee and stirring until it had dissolved.

A few minutes later a balding overweight guy knocked on the door and Emily answered.

“Hello, Mr Deakins, do come in.” she turned and he followed her, closing the door behind him.

“Please take a seat.” Gesturing to a seat across from her as she sat.

He lowered himself slowly getting a good look at her legs as she crossed them.

Emily reached for her cup and took a sip and as expected Deakins copied her movements.

“This has been a ground-shifting moment this day, it has completely turned my world upside down.”

“I can understand that it must be a shock on many levels, but I am sure it will have a positive effect on your life. As I explained earlier if I can verify the birthmark, I can give you more details.” He licked his lips distractedly, as his mind drifted to the thought of the young woman in front of him modeling swimwear to show off the blemish.

“Of course, let me just go and change into a robe, it is in a very difficult place to display, I will be right back.”

She left the room and waited in the spare room counting off 3 minutes and then returned.

The Detective was still in the same position but now the coffee cup lay on the floor.

Emily walked over to him.

“The temporary paralysis can be terrifying I have been told but don’t worry it wears off, the most important thing is you can still see and hear.” She reached into her pocket and brought out a gold locket on a chain.

“Just watch the light and listen to what I say.” She dangled the locket in front of his eyes and let it spin.

“The light is the only way out of your prison, it is all you can see. I know you are scared and trying to fight it but you can’t, the light is all you can see, its constant flickering disrupts your thoughts, and it makes it harder to think until eventually all you can see and think of is the light, trying to find a pattern in the movement, a pattern that will find peace in your mind, a pattern that allows me to calm your thoughts and enter my own, which then become yours. Watch the light as it consumes you.”

Although he was still his breathing was ragged as he fought internally, but as the locket twisted back and for under gentle pressure, his breathing calmed and reached a steady plateau.

“When you wake you will be happy that all the questions you can think of have been answered to your satisfaction, you will compile a report for Olivia informing her that I am indeed her niece. You will tell her you checked in my wardrobe, and I had very few clothes and was in financial difficulties, also the last boyfriend I had was violent, so I am vulnerable and need someone protective in my life. Tell her in your opinion I need a lot of love if I am to escape the hardships I endure.”

Emily paused to let the information sink in and then continued.

“Once you have met her then I want you to forget this case, whenever you try to remember it you will visualize me kneeling on your bed wearing the skimpiest outfits you have seen online and feel the need to wank yourself off. In a month from now you will shred all documents and delete any electronic files and my name will fade from your mind. Now listen carefully as I tell you exactly what to say and how to act when you give your report.