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NataliaOn our way back to the office, I made Daniel promise to take me back to the beach soon. It was a wonderful morning. I collected a few shells from the shore and I wanted to get a special jar to put them in. It would forever be a reminder of our time together and my first look at the Atlantic Ocean. My skin was a little pink from the sun. I could only hope I tanned quickly and it didn't turn into a full on burn.Daniel never stopped touching me. A careress here, a kiss there. He held my hand and never stopped paying attention to me. I felt truly treasured. Love bloomed through my body. Did I dare tell him? Would he say it back? He cared for me a lot and claimed that I was his. Not just as his slave, but his, Daniel's. I still felt it was too soon to be this in love with him, but I was. I didn't think anything could burst this bubble. But I was dead wrong.Daniel had given me a little busy work after I updated the list. I told him again, that we didn't need it anymore, but he just
DanielWe weren't to get a moment of peace, it seemed. We had a good day before the detectives came. I wanted to plan another beach day just to see Natalia relax and enjoy herself. All that's gone now. I could feel Natalia's worry. The day Lenore showed up was a good day too until, bam, she knocked on the door. This was getting a bit ridiculous. I want the only drama to be our sex scenes. That's enough to keep the blood pumping in anyone's veins. We didn't need anymore shit coming down on us.Tomorrow, Natalia has been on the pill for five days. I've been tossing around the idea in my head that I would take her out to a romantic dinner and bring her home to make love to her for the first time. Unfortunately, a murder charge hanging over her head is not going to be very romantic. It screws up everything, in fact.Neil scheduled the interview for Monday. It made sense to postpone until he had more information on the situation, namely what 'evidence' they had. But I didn't like it. This w
NataliaIt was Saturday. Today I will have been on the pill for five days. Would today be the day I lose my virginity? Daniel hadn't said anything about it. We hadn't talked about when we would finally do the deed. Yes, we had sex but somehow popping my other cherry sounded more intimate. More, everything. Like it would bring us further along into a real relationship, and out of the Slave / Master relationship more fully. I guess I was being weird about it, overthinking as usual. There were two sides of us as a couple now.When I started to leave the room earlier without my shirt on, Daniel had stopped me. He told me I was his girlfriend today and to get dressed. I didn't have time to feel hurt that he was covering me up. He kissed me sweetly and grabbed my breasts to tease me. I didn't have time to worry that he was tired of seeing me expose myself to him. When we went to bed last night, we fooled around. He hadn't taken my ass, but we gave each other oral. He'd gone down on me and sa
DanielThe trip to Neil's office was a short one. After I dropped Natalia off, I watched her walk away. It reminded me of the quote from a movie, 'I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave.'. Could not have said that shit any better. Man, my woman was fine. I didn't like leaving her. Too much was going on, but I actually needed the time away. And this was the perfect scenario. I couldn't have planned it better.Neil found out why the detectives wanted to interview Natalia. And it was some fucked up shit. The video from the apartment shows her leaving that night. Why would she lie about that? I don't think she did and that means someone tampered with the video. How to prove it? That's what we needed to talk about. I knew enough about computers and digital images that I knew if someone had messed with it then we could prove it.I arrived at Neil's office and texted him to let me in as he had no secretary or receptionist on the weekends. We shook hands and I went inside to settl
NataliaMom started yelling at them and some nurses ran over. They soon figured out that the detectives didn't get permission from Quinn's doctor to question her. She was under a doctor's care here, and they had to abide by those rules. I guess the doctor agreed to the interview under certain stipulations, one of them being the doctor had to be present. Quinn wasn't to be upset at this stage in her treatment.They made us leave at that point. Mom was livid. I had a hard time getting her into the car. She was causing such a ruckus I literally thought she was going to get arrested for a noise complaint or something. Jeez."Come on, Mom, let's go. If you get arrested here they won't let you come back." That calmed her down a bit. She drove us back to the apartment, complaining the whole time. I was glad Daniel was already in the parking lot, so I had a reason to leave."Call Quinn in a little while to make sure she's okay. Maybe they will let you go back to finish your visit.""I wish tho
DanielI laid my head back against the couch and slouched down a bit, so she had a better angle. Fuck yeah. I've been wanting this exact thing for a while now. I'm a patient man. I knew I would get what I wanted eventually. Then Neil came to sit beside me. Naomi immediately sat between his legs. He whispered something in her ear, and she got his cock out. He grabbed her head and he shoved himself in her mouth.He was thick, and her mouth was tiny. She looked like she was struggling. It was a fucking turn-on watching her munch on him like that. I noticed him watching Slave as well. I didn't mind. I knew he wouldn't cross any boundaries. We understood each other in this club. Fuck, Slave's mouth felt good. I enjoyed showing her off when I was in my Dom space. Not her body per se, but what she does for me. I like dominating her here. This is my domain. I am Master here. I am respected. People scattered as I came to sit in my space here. As it should be.We allow our submissives to swallow
NataliaSunday dinner was a surprise. I made macaroni and cheese. I boiled the noddles, I chose rigatoni, and made the cheese sauce, then I baked the pasta in the oven with more cheese. It was perfect. Daniel's mom, Julia, decided to make burgers with all the fixings. Her counter was covered in dishes that held lettuce, tomato, onion, and pickles. Mayo, mustard and ketchup stood alongside. She had two different types of burger buns and my mouth was watering.Along with the mac' n cheese, Daniel's sister, Gloria, made baked beans. A towering carrot cake sat on another counter for dessert. We made a little line around the kitchen and put food on our plates, buffet style. Julia had opened up the sliding doors and had put up a large round table there for us to eat together.Gloria was making her daughters' plate while her husband, Edward, stood at the side perusing his phone. He hadn't said much so far, and I didn't know if it was because he wasn't a people person or if he was just an assh
Detective BensonOn Monday morning, Benson swung his legs out of bed and rubbed his face. It had been a long night going over all the evidence that had been gathered about Michael Campo's case. Today he and Shaw will interview Natalia Jacobs. It was doubtful that she would reveal anything of interest with her lawyer present, but you never knew what a person of interest or suspect might say once in an interview room. It always paid to be prepared.The thing was, they didn't have anything on her. The video was good evidence but all it proves is that she left the apartment that night and lied about it. Knowing Neil Parente, he would have that shit thrown out the first day of court. He was sneaky like that. Not to mention, trying to pin a motive on her. The case for her as the suspect was weak. Her mother was a different story. That woman has some serious issues but, as of now, they had no reason to bring her in. She voluntarily gave a statement when she came to town. As yet, they have had
AnalieseI'm leaving the house again. It's nearly summer and the days are getting hotter. It's only eighty-six degrees, but the humidity is a killer, making it feel like ninety-six. I went to Las Vegas once and the heat of one hundred and one was easier to bear because there was no humidity. I also heard that you would die faster of dehydration because you don't notice the heat as much for that reason. I always keep my hair up and off my neck. I hate the stickiness of it sticking to my neck, but while in Vegas, I kept it down. There, it was the opposite of here. Maybe the intense heat licked away the sweat before it settled? I didn't analyze it that hard. Still, this was home. I had to get acquainted with my environment again. I could do this. I had to be strong.We went the opposite way today, as the Mercado was on the other side of our neighborhood from the direction we had gone yesterday towards Oscar's apartment. I was fine with that because I wasn't sure what had triggered me yes
OscarI loved reading Analiese's words. I liked knowing what she was thinking, so that I could think of ways to help her. At first, I felt bad about taking her out so soon and causing her to have a panic attack. Then I realized it needed to be done. We needed to know what would manifest from her trauma. Now we knew that she might panic and have dark thoughts, but she could get through them. And then we would talk through them.And best of all, she let me kiss her. Multiple times. It wasn't everything, but it was a step to letting me know the healing had begun. She never addressed her hardened nip9ples, but she was aroused at the park. I was elated. Not because I was having a hard time waiting for her, but because her mind was expanding past the trauma she had suffered. Was it weird to say that I think the panic attack had done some good? She got past her fear and anxiety of leaving the house and she survived. She was stronger because of it.Brody called today too. He heard of the thin
AnalieseOn the third day, when I woke up, I didn't call (or knock) for Oscar right away. I needed to be the adult that I was and start figuring things out for myself. My family needed to realize that I was going to be okay. And I was going to be okay. I decided to start today. I went to the bathroom to do my business. I even jumped into the shower and that's where Oscar found me."Good morning, baby," he said from behind the curtain. He'd been so respectful of me and almost clinical. Not touching me in any way that could be construed as sexua8l. Don't get me wrong, he was loving, but his touches didn't linger. His eyes didn't light up with lust. I felt about about that. I didn't want him to suppress that side of himself, at least not around me. The side of myself that wanted his attention on my body, warred with my mind that said, nope, not today."Good morning," I chirped back.What!??I threw back the curtain and stared at Oscar. I spoke!I tried again."I love you," it was the fir
AnalieseI woke up in increments. My eyelids fluttered, but I kept them closed. I listened to the sounds in the room, then the sounds in the house. Everything was so quiet. I had no idea what time it was, but I had a feeling it was late morning from the way the sun slanted through my curtains. I know I went to bed with Oscar last night, but he isn't here now. I knew without touching his side of the bed that he was already up. I also knew that he hadn't gone far. He'd want to be here when I woke up.My parents probably went to work and that was fine with me. I didn't want to see the sadness and looks of pity they kept throwing me. Oscar, on the other hand, kept me present and moving forward. He talked to me last night like I was a person and not a thing to feel sorry for. I will be eternally grateful for him being constant and not letting me wallow. Which would be so easy to do. He asked me what I wanted and needed. Could there be anything better in a partner? I couldn't think of anyth
BillI listened at the doorway while Oscar spoke to Analiese. I'm pretty sure he knew I was there. Anyway, the door was open, so he had to know that anyone could hear what they were saying - or what he was saying. He translated everything, being clear and concise with his words and her reactions to what he was saying. I was actually pretty proud of him for proding her. She wasn't comfortable with me right now, and that hurt. I struggled with it at first, but Gloria told me that she was ashamed. My baby had nothing to be ashamed of. They call women the weaker se9x for a reason - and it wasn't for women to get pissed about. It was a fact. Most men were bigger and stronger. Most women couldn't fight them off. Facts. Unfortunately, some very evil men had used that strength against her. I didn't blame her for that. I blamed myself. I think we all did.Every single man that went on the rescue mission was pissed as fuc9k. Some of us were able to take out that rage on the men who had orchestr
OscarWhen we arrived at their house, Bill made himself scarce. Again, I was surprised, but Gloria said Ana needed a bath and I guess Bill didn't want to be a part of that. It definitely would have been awkward for him to hang around for bath time.I followed Gloria down the hallway to the bathroom. As she started filling the tub with warm water, she chattered to Ana as she did so, as if Ana was going to speak back to her. It was probably the best strategy, acting as if everything was okay, when nothing was. Can you imagine another scenario where Ana's mom and I would be in the bathroom together, with Ana between us? No? Right, me neither. I didn't dwell on the awkward situation, though. I just waited patiently, with Ana in my arms. The bathroom started to get warm as I leaned against the wall. It had been a hard, strenuous day and my strength was lagging. I guess I need to work on my stamina at the gym from now on.When the tub was full enough for Gloria, she indicated for me to put
OscarWe had to carry Edgar to the cars. It was only about half a mile, but it was a real pain in the as8s. He had broken his leg when he fell over the wall and though none of us wanted to touch him, we did. We grabbed his arms and uninjured leg and lugged his annoying as9s. Brody or I could have carried him in a fireman's hold, but I didn't want him touching any part of me. I don't think the other guys did either. He was evil personified, and it was bad enough just touching one of his limbs.We threw him in the trunk and oh, shi8t...."Hey Moe. To make it believable that he left on his own, we should take his car too," I blurted out as soon as I thought of it.Surprise flashed across Moe's face. There were nine of us, but not one of us had thought of that little fact. We had been kinda busy planning a rescue, cleaning a crime scene and whatnot, right?"Where are his keys?" Moe asked the group, in his usual no-nonsense manner. We almost fu8cked up but we could fix it.."We emptied his
AnalieseRescue. It was a foggy thought in the back of my mind where I was hidden like a game of peek-a-boo. Now you see me, now you don't.I heard gunfire and I knew the guys were here, finally. My brain woke up a little, but then the sounds of wood breaking and thuds from the hallway reverberated in my ears. I let myself slip away again as I lay perfectly still. I knew things were happening in the house, but I was lost in a corner of my mind again. Where I was safe. I didn't react when the door of the room we were in thundered open. A dull thud as something hit the floor and more gunfire. Another thud. Voices. Was someone speaking to me? It didn't matter. I wasn't really present. I didn't want to be.I slipped away again when the metal of the cage I was in rattled. The lock was disengaged. Someone was nearby. I knew it, but I couldn't bring myself to wonder who it was. If it was those mean men again, I needed to stay hidden in my mind. I had been violated, and I wouldn't survive if
OscarMoe was in the zone. His only child was in that room unconscious, but he had tucked that into a corner of his mind so that we could finish the mission. I had to do that too. Compartmentalize, I think it was called. I tucked Ana into a corner of my mind, even though it caused my heart to constrict. I had to listen to the instructions that would keep us all free men. We were never here. Neither were Kylie or Analiese.I told myself that but then my mind started to wander. I snapped out of it when he asked how many bodies were downstairs. I gave him my account and tried to stay present. It was one of the hardest things I'd ever done. I just wanted to get back to Ana. I never wanted to let her go again.Moe gave everyone instructions, even me. Brody and I were to get the girls and take them downstairs to wait for Stern to come with the truck. Others were working on clean-up. I tossed out that I had touched the garage door downstairs and the locks on the back door. Bill nodded. I wat