"And if I say no?" I challenged, happy I sounded more courageous than I felt.There was silence on the other end then a chuckle. "Such spark," he commented with a bit of appreciation. "If you say no, then I will be forced to find someone who will say yes. It'd be a shame to take the other dark-haired woman. But I bet she'd be fun to break."Alyssa! How did he know about Alyssa? Break her? Everything Trev had said in the truck on the way out here came to mind. These men had no problems kidnapping, raping, or murdering women."Ah, yes. I see you understand my meaning perfectly," he said happily.I swallowed the bile that was rising in my throat and my knees were shaking so badly that I could barely keep myself upright. After a few minutes, I finally gave up and let myself fall to the porch floor."What's going to stop you from doing that to me?" I asked, putting words to my fears."We wouldn't need to because we'd have our money," he explained as if it was really that simple."You'll le
"Vie! Stop calling me!"I breathed out a sigh of relief. "Bethany, listen, I forgot that paper of authorization you gave me to withdraw the money from your safety box."I spoke quickly, hoping she would not deny what I was saying."Vie, what did you do?" Bethany gasped in the phone."Oh," I giggle then winced a bit when it sounded a bit hysterical to my ears. "Nothing you have to stress on. They just need it today and I can't seem to get in without your approval.""Oh, Vie. Please tell me you didn't make a deal with them," she pleaded with me.I held my finger up to the teller."I'm so sorry. Apparently, the note is not the only thing I forgot. I'll be right back," I told her, with a comical roll of my eyes. She waved me away, her smile never failing.I stepped aside to where no one could overhear me."Look, Bethany. These men are giving us one chance to fix this. I have one hour left to get this money and get it to them or they'll go after Alyssa."There was dead silence on the other
"Indeed."His contemptible gaze looked me up and down before he reached down to grab the bag of money. He tossed it to a man behind me that I immediately recognized as his associate named Mikey. His face was a bit bruised and roughed up, but not beyond recognition. He barely even glanced at me before opening the bag and stacking the money up on the counter."Count it," the leader demanded.By the time he was done he had a nice pyramid stack, and he began counting it. I tried hard not to shift impatiently as we waited, but it was not an easy task."Hello, Señorita," whispered the man, behind me breaking my concentration.His foul-smelling breath washed over me and threatened to choke me."We should go into the back and get to know each other better, sí?" he asked in a lewd voice.He pressed his hips against my back, and I could feel the dreaded tiny erection poking against me. He rubbed it against me, and I wondered, humorlessly, if he would get the insult if I turned around and emptied
I tried to shove the limp body off me, but there was something wrong with my arms. I raised them gingerly and only managed to catch a glimpse of the swelling and bruising before they flopped back down. I tried desperately to move them, but was horrified when one hand refused to move at all.A hysterical sob burst from my mouth, and I laid helpless underneath the body. Panic engulfed me again when the sound of pounding feet reached my ears. I struggled in earnest, once again, fearing that up next was going to be Antoine's companions. A pair of hands grabbed me as another shoved the body off me. I continued to scream and tried to kick, but I was so weak I resembled a worm on the end of a hook."Vie," a voice called.I whimpered, not wanting to respond to the perceived threat."Baby… it's Trev," came the soft voice again.My fear choked my mind and I took a second to respond. When I looked up, I saw Trev's face right in front of mine taking up my entire field of vision with his beautiful
The vague sounds of scuffling behind me drew my attention, and when I looked, I saw Trev fighting off several of the officers trying hard to get to me. But Trev's murderous gaze was on the officer standing behind me, who looked almost as if he were a mouse caught in the gaze of a cat. I stepped in front of the officer and raised my one good arm up to Trev."Trev, stop!" I said firmly.Well, as firmly as I could despite how weak I felt. That did not matter, though it had gotten Trev's attention like I had wanted it to."Stop," I repeated softly. "He didn't mean to."He stopped struggling and the men took that opportunity to cuff him before he could do anything else. They had to drag him to the squad car, but his eyes never left mine. He mouthed something that oddly looked like the words "I love you," but I knew I had to be mistaken.As Kevin had promised, the questioning did not last very long before they rushed me to the hospital. My body was ruled pretty banged up, but no concussion
A knock on my bedroom door several days later woke me long before I was ready. The doctor had prescribed me some pills to help me sleep and now the damn thing not let me wake up."Vie, I have the nurse out here. She'd like to meet with you for a few moments if you feel up to it," my mother called from the other side of the door."Ok," I slurred out.Fighting the urge to pass out again, I struggled for a few minutes to push myself upright in bed. A soft hand under my armpit helped me finish sitting upright. I looked up to see a face I never would have thought I would see again.Alyssa smiled back a secret smile. "Hello, Vie. Your mother has told me so much about you.""She has, has she?" I responded, trying hard to make sense of the odd way Alyssa was speaking to me."Vie, this is Nurse-""Alyssa, please," she interrupted before my mother could finish her introduction.I realized that is what was going on. She was acting as if we had never met. Relief filled me as the meds started letti
A month.... A freaking month had gone by since I had heard anything from anyone. Alyssa had long since stopped coming to see me and I never heard from Bethany.My cellphone had never been returned to me. The police had stated it was evidence, cracked screen and all. So, my mother had gone out and bought me a new one. I think it was her way of trying to make it up to me. Speaking of which, we never did sit down and talk. Although with how sweet she had been the last few weeks, I think I really got my point across finally.As much as I enjoyed spending time with her while she wasn't yelling or lecturing me, I really did miss all my friends. And Trev…Damn freaking man! I had made up my mind a while ago to just let him go, but he would not stay out of my head!I stabbed viciously at a piece of lettuce and called it, or him, a slew of terrible names under my breath."Something on your mind, sugar?" said my date for the evening.I looked up at Greg and realized for the fifth time I had been
"C-can I help you?" I spat out, feeling as shy as I was the first time that I had met him."Can you help me?" he repeated softly."D-did you need something?""Need something?" he parroted.There was an edge to his voice that got to me as if he were angry at me. I swallowed down my fear and lifted my chin defiantly."Yes, did you need something? Or did you just come here to play a game of repeat? I'm very tired and would like to go home."I crossed my arms over my chest to appear nonchalant and not just to hide the horrible shaking of my hands."Oh, I'm sorry. Was your date too exhausting?" he sneered out.My jaw dropped. "How did you know about my date?"He let out a harsh laugh. "I saw the guy grope you before he left. The nicest thing I could assume was that he was your date.""Well, if it matters. Yes, he was my date and he was not groping me. He'd barely touched me.""I saw him kiss you!" Trev practically yelled.I sighed painfully, knowing that the time for reasoning had passed."
I reached up with both of my hands and cupped my breasts gently at first. Just feeling the weight of them in my hands. I was shocked when my body actually did respond. I did not know if I was just starving for the touch or reaction to the sight, but I didn't care either. A rush of pleasure went through me, and I needed more. I ran a finger over my nipples, feeling them harden and grow more sensitive. I rewarded them with a pinch, which drew a sharp breath out of me."You liked that didn't you, sub?" Trev asked."Yes, Master," I answered."Lick your fingers and do it again," he demanded.I did, and this time I couldn't stop the moan that exploded. The wet, slick pads of my fingers made it hard to grip the tiny nub, but that only forced me to pinch them harder. I arched my back as I continued to play with them, enjoying the pleasure that streaked through me into my pulsating pussy."I can see the hard little nub of your clit poking out. I think it wants its turn, don't you?""Yes, Master
"I guess your mouth is so bored it must insult me. Well, I have something for it to do. My cock has been aching to be inside of it again."My eyes widened at his words. He really did sound like a Master, and I found the sub in me rising in response."I'm sorry, Master. It just sort of fell out… I-I didn't really mean it," I explain quickly."Well… don't let this fallout," he demanded as he unbuttoned his pants. "Open your mouth."His hard cock sprung out and practically jumped at me as he stepped forward. I opened my mouth as wide as it would go and allowed him to slide inside. A soft moan spilled from his lips as I began to alternate between sucking and licking the head. This was quickly becoming my favorite spot to play with. Loving the way, he responded when I flicked my tongue around the soft, fleshy ridge."Mmm, that's a very good sub. Much better use of that smart mouth, don't you think?" Trev suggested gently.A quiet moan of agreement was all I could do as he thrust gently in a
The room was bathed in the soft romantic glow of a single lamp in the corner. This room was unique among the others because most of the restraints were on the wall but nowhere else. Call it sort of a trial playroom. Most of the Dom's used it to break in new subs to the whole bondage thing. In the corner, there was a small wooden box with various toys and equipment. The bed off to the side looked like an average bed, but I could see the hint of under-the-mattress restraints peeking out from the sides. I had picked this room purposely so Trev wouldn't see another dungeon like the one Kevin had. Just in case he was still dealing with the aversion to BDSM.I went to step away from him to find the lotion, but he pulled me back. The moment our eyes met, he gripped my hair in a powerful grasp and his mouth descended on mine, devouring it hungrily. A soft moan parted my lips and I had to grab his shoulders as desire slammed into me. His tongue swept in and took over, leaving me trembling aga
Trev's one-word took the wind out of my sails, and I just gapped at him; my mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water."I'm sorry, what?" was all the brainpower I had left."Good for you."I just continued to stare at him, not quite able to comprehend what he said. Was he agreeing with me or patronizing me?"What exactly do you mean by that?" I asked cautiously."Just what I said. Good for you. You are submissive, but you are no one's doormat and I'm glad you finally realized that. I hate that I had something to do with it, but I'm glad it's finally there. This is the real Vie. The strong amazing woman that has been hiding under the shy uncertain girl," he replied… proudly, oddly enough.His praise warmed my heart even more. It was odd after the turbulent emotions I had felt recently that I suddenly would find a sort of tranquility."Oh… thank you.""You are welcome. Now that you've had your say and I agree with every word of it. I have been an asshole, and a dumbass, and everyt
"Bethany, I really don't want to go!" I said firmly over the phone.Bethany had called right when I was getting ready to head out and go apartment hunting… again."Please, Vie. I really don't want to go by myself, and Lizzie is insisting that I be at this party. It's really important to her and I don't want to let her down," Bethany begged."I-I don't know, Bethy. I'm really not ready to see Trev again," I said softly."Come on, Vie. Show him that he can't get you down like that. Find those lady balls that you have grown. Strut in there with your head held high and your sexiest outfit on," she encouraged.I groaned in dismay. "All of my sexy outfits are still tied up in storage.""Ahh. Well… go to my house and pick one.""Yours are two sizes smaller than me. It'll be illicit," I insisted."Oh, stop finding excuses and show up. The parties at 5. Be there or I'll send someone to find you.""Bethany," I whined.There was a harsh sigh on the other end. "Look, Kevin and Alyssa are going to
"Trever Allen Moore!!!"The high-pitched angry screech bounced off the poorly insulated walls in Trev's house. He jumped and grabbed for his gun under the pillow before he recognized the voice that was still screaming his name. Moving the pillow that he had cradled in his arms all night, he set the pistol down on the nightstand and groggily untangled his legs from the tentacle-like grip of the blankets.He glanced almost longingly at the pile of pillows next to him. It wasn't that he wanted anymore to sleep, it was just the fact that he hadn't wanted to let go of the one thing that still held Vie scent. He did not want to take the chance of washing it away, it was all he had left of her. Although after the shitty way he had treated her and the shitty things he had said to her he knew he had no one to blame but himself for her absence.Karma was kicking him in the ass right now. He felt like he was missing a limb and been kicked in the chest by a horse. Not to mention the raging hard-on
The drive home was quiet for a little while. I was deep in thought and Bethany was kind enough to just leave it that way. Her phone rang and I paid little heed to it until she answered it."Yes, Sir?" she said into her Bluetooth.Was it just my imagination or did her voice become a little breathy?"Yes, I have her.""Me?" I asked curiously.Who was she talking to? I wondered, but she barely spared me a nod before ignoring me again."I'm going to take her home with me tonight," she continued."Just drop me off at a hotel, Bethany. I'll be fine," I insisted.She gave me a nasty look. "Yes, Sir. Please pass on a giant kick in the balls from me while you're there."When I raised an eyebrow at that comment, she mouthed the word 'Trev.' My heart jumped just at his name, and I hated the stupid sigh my heart gave. Hey, heart… you do recall he called us a whore, right? I yelled inwardly. Yeah, but he didn't really mean it and he said he loved us!!! My dumb-as-bricks heart replied.I turned back
My breath was stuck in my throat as I stared at the spot where he disappeared. The words he said kept playing through my head like a broken record.My mother had said… he loved me… my mother had said… he loved me… my mother… my mother, my mother, my mother… oh dear god my mother."MOTHER!" I screeched.I had never made it to her house so fast in all my life. Slamming the door open, I screamed her name through the house. She came racing out of the kitchen in her bathrobe with curlers still in her hair."Goodness, Vie, what happened?" she asked, taking in my disheveled look with one glance."How dare you?" I ground out between clenched teeth.Her mouth dropped to her knees and her brown eyes gave me an indignant look. "You need to watch how you speak to me, young lady.""How dare you speak to anyone the way you do? Especially spewing your bullshit about classes and elitist societies to the man I love!" I screamed at her. "To tell him that he's not good enough for me because he's not ric
I relented to his dominance. Not that I had a choice at this moment, I wanted his touch, I needed it. Now that I had it only served to whet my appetite. If he were to leave now, I would melt into the ground and cease to be.His finger did not plan on stopping it pressed forward and found my sopping whole."God, you are very wet. I don't know what I want more right now, to eat that sweet little pussy or fuck you 'til you scream."A pitiful moan came out again as I tightened around his finger that was thrusting into me with a slow, deliberate procession. I pressed my hips back against him and widened my stance even more so I could move with his hand."Yeah. That's right, baby. Ride my hand," he encouraged me.Trev ground his palm into my sensitive clit, and he added another finger to the one that was still thrusting into me. I tipped my head back against his shoulder and gave a gentle cry as he brought me closer to an orgasm. It had been so long that I could feel it hurtling towards me a