Oh! What was Michael planning for James?
BensonI'm good at my job. On the nights that Shaw isn't with me, it makes my job a little easier. Then I'm not distracted by her creamy thighs and juicy t*its. I stay up late and work on my computer doing research on my suspects. Or in some instances, I guess you could call them persons of interest. When I first looked up James Donovan, it was just research. I never cared for Gayle, so I checked into the guy she married. It was just one of those gut feelings.I had trouble finding any information on him after his college years. He didn't graduate from the local college, but following a hunch, I went to one of those websites that have yearbooks. It was a digital one that the college put together through their journalism class. I found a picture taken during those years and, low and behold! I found a picture of James and Micheal. Together. It was a candid photo with lots of other people in the picture. If you weren't looking specifically for them, you might not even have noticed it. But
DanielNatalia and I were in the office when I called Benson back. He had previously asked me if I remembered when James had visited the office to see Gayle. Whether it was at night or during the day. Was it possible that James and Michael had met? If I thought the questions were strange, I said nothing. I told him I would think about it and get back with him. But I did more than that. I asked Brandt because he was there that day too. He recalled that it was close to the time that Gayle left for the day. James was there to pick up Gayle because she'd had a problem with her car that morning. He also remembered that it was around the time he met Honey. That meant I had a timeline and I could scour the video footage with more precision. She'd worked with us for little over a year, so going through everything would have been a real pain.Nat helped. We started by looking at footage from outside the front door of the club because someone, presumably James, would have dropped her off that mo
This chapter may be triggering to some. It contains consensual / non-consensual se*x with two men. Read at your own risk.JamesI could almost feel the noose tightening. Benson had called and wanted another interview. Just me this time. I'm glad. I never wanted Gayle mixed up in all this. She knew about Michael but only the bare bones. I didn't want to ever lie to her, but my humiliation was my own.I tried for two weeks to get that cage off my junk. I could have gone to a lock smith maybe? But that was too embarrassing. I didn't go to the cops for the same reason. I could hear the conversation in my head."Yes, officer, I went with him willingly. He made me suck his dck, and then I masturbated while he watched. Then he put this cage on and I did nothing to stop him." Yeah, sounds like a great conversation to have. It was my word against his. I didn't think much would come of it as far as a prosecution, but I'd be a laughingstock for sure. No, thank you.I made keys out of all sorts o
NataliaIt was hard coming to terms with the fact that Campo had assaulted Quinn on the night he met James in the club lobby. We didn't know exactly what Benson and Shaw had on James, but it was clear he was now their main suspect. It felt good that maybe we had given them the piece of evidence that tied it all together. I could feel good about that and sad that whatever was said between them that night was probably the catalyst for being cruel to Quinn to the point of almost killing her.If James was the murderer, then that conversation also got Michael killed, I surmised. James looked pissed at seeing Michael and worse after whatever it was that Michael said to him. Too bad the video had no audio. I would have loved to be a fly on the wall for that conversation.Daniel was going out of his way to distract me today. We are going downtown to search for a wedding dress and do a cake testing for the wedding cake. Then the florist shop. We still have a little ways to go until the house is
ShawThat video just about sealed our case for us. But not as solid evidence. We showed James the video, and he confessed to everything. Including trying to set up Lenore to take the fall.When we brought James in for an interview, we didn't have much but hunches. Or at least, Benny's famous hunches, the ones he's never wrong about. The boat was clean, like James said it would be. We got a search warrant for the house, and it is being executed now. Gayle was in another interview room. James didn't know that. Since they were married, we couldn't force her to speak to us because of spousal immunity. Whatever she knew about James before or during their marriage was privileged. But we had to try, of course. It would be up to her if she decided to give us information that could put James in a cell for life. Or a jury could decide to give him death since murder was a capital offense. And this particular murder appeared to be premeditated, which could make things worse as far as sentencing go
DanielI just learned that they had arrested James for the murder of Michael Campo. I had the copy of today's newspaper in my hands. I was drinking my coffee and waiting for Nat to finish getting ready for the day. I was glad it was over, but I felt sorry for Gayle. And her kids. I couldn't imagine being separated from Natalia for the rest of my life. There was no way James wasn't going to spend the kids' childhood's in prison at the very least. I sighed. This was all so fucked up.I heard the bedroom door open and Nat walked out of the bedroom with no shirt on, her gorgeous tits exposed to my eyes. My Slave. Fuck yeah, she wants to play. We'd been so busy packing for the move and getting ready for the wedding that I almost forgot about our contract. About the fact that I own her."On your knees, Slave," I commanded. I watch her shiver as she obeys me."Crawl to me," my voice is like gravel. My dick is already hard. I watch her ass wiggle in just a pair of panties as she moves closer t
NataliaThree Months LaterMy wedding day has finally arrived. I'm giddy but not nervous. Daniel is my forever, no question about that. My heart is full to bursting. I'm getting ready in the master bedroom. Honey, Quinn, my mom and Daniel's mom are all in here with me. We are all in various stages of getting dressed. Honey has done my hair. It's flowing down my back in big waves with some put up on top, out of my face and a small clip of flowers is attached to the back of my head. Quinn did my makeup, but I didn't want it thick or cakey, just light and fresh. I didn't want a veil, that was a little too old-fashioned for me. Plus, I want Daniel to get a good look at me as I walked down the aisle. I've never looked so lovely, I think to myself, looking in the mirror.I did want a few traditional things. Something old, something borrowed and something blue, something new, I think the saying goes. Anyway, between the four of us, we've got that covered. I do have something old. A beautiful
DanielThe club's grand opening was tonight, and Natalia and I were going to be the star attraction on the new stage upstairs. The Club looks a lot different then it did before. If nothing else, the fire allowed us to redecorate. The theme was still dark and edgy. Low lighting everywhere. Sin loved the dark. We upgraded some equipment, and we added an upstairs VIP room as well and that's where we were doing our show. The club crowd would view us from below, but a few would be sitting on couches and chairs in front of us. Though they were going to pay through the nose for the privilege, I chuckled to myself. It was going to be hella hot.Brandt and Honey were doing their first public scene tonight too. They were getting married soon, and I don't think Brandt was as keen on showing off his wife as I was. Well, let me rephrase that. I didn't want everyone to see what was mine either, really, but it made my dick hard as rocks that no one would have her but me. I would show her off here, at
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
OscarSince I had stepped back after breaking the glass in the window and flipping the locks, I was last through the door. Bill, Chuck and Stern crashed through and almost immediately I heard an exchange of gun fire. I ducked low and came through with my gun pointed straight out in front of me. I didn't want to accidentally hit one of my team, but as Moe taught us, this was tactical. I had to be ready to use the gun in my hand. I had never done this shi8t before and was out of my element, but I was a good shot at the gun range, though that was target shooting. We were now shooting to kill. This whole thing was fu8cked.I did as Moe taught us. I assessed the situation. Bill and Chuck were hovering over two bodies that were now lying on the kitchen floor. One guy never even got his gun out. I could see that they had the scene well under control, two men were down and blood was already pooling thickly on the kitchen tiles.I heard more gunfire upstairs. Brody, Brandt, Moe and Daniel were
AnalieseKylie and I were having a great day. The sun was shining and the breeze off the ocean felt heavenly. It was our first day of hanging out since the incident. We went into so many shops, sometimes just browsing, other times we bought something. Then we stopped for lunch a little before noon. We came out with drinks and sandwiches prepared to sit at one of the little tables on the sidewalk in front of the shop.Kylie wanted to know what was going on with me and Oscar. I was wondering how much to tell her. I mean I wasn't ashamed, it was just new to talk about. How do I describe the se8x we have been having? And the kinks? Because Oscar had multiple. I knew she was a Brat and that Brody had a brat kink. How could he not, being attracted to Kylie all these years? But I didn't know all the details of their relationship and I didn't need to know. It was nice having a friend that was into the same things. It felt freeing in a way, even though I don't think I would tell her...everythi
OscarIt has been three weeks since Ana and Kylie were kidnapped. There had been no word about Edgar and everyone was breathing a sigh of relief. I had my doubts that he was gone for good, but what could I do? I was dropping Ana off to visit Kylie today. They were going to go downtown and frequent some of the shops there. Probably get lunch. Have a fun girls' day.I was going to head to the gym and try to settle my nerves. I need to get my mind off my girl and the danger she could still be in. I felt like my hands were tied and I didn't like it. How was I supposed to protect her from the unknown? My dominant nature was barely harnessed. I wanted to keep her locked up and safe with me at all times. Instead, I left her at Kylie's. Kissing her roughly, I said goodbye and whispered my love for her. I kept my worries to myself.Ana and I spent every moment we could together. I didn't get a full eight hours of sleep most days, but it was worth it. We sneaked off to my apartment on the days
AnalieseOscar brought me back home before he went to work. He grabbed a black shirt that he needed and went to go change in the bathroom across from my room. I would have liked to have followed him down the hall, but Mom was in the kitchen figuring out what she was going to make for dinner. Open the freezer, check the fridge, check the cabinets. She started pulling things out"Is Oscar going to eat dinner with us?" she asked as she got pots and pans out of the cabinets."If it can be done in about forty-five minutes. If not, he'll grab something at his parents' restaurant," I assumed."I think I can have it ready in about twenty minutes. Your dad is working late for a change. There is a big county commissioner's meeting that he has to attend."I perched on one of the stools to watch her work. If she needs my help, she'll let me know."What's the deal with the meeting?" My dad had to sit in on all large construction projects in the city and the surrounding county."Some big developer
OscarI wanted to flush out this jealousy that I feel. I want to pretend that I never turned her away. I like the fantasy that we have been together the last two years and she never fuc8ked anyone else. I was an idiot and I let it happen, but I've claimed her now. She's fuck8ing mine. I want to make-believe, for a little while, that I kept her in my bed that night. That we woke the next morning to make love and that the last two years never occurred.I took a leap and explained to her what I wanted to do. Ana looked at me curiously. She probably thought I was out of my mind, but I had thought about it so many times. The plan that night was that she was going to spend the night with Kylie. Originally at least, but it was near midnight when she asked me to take her to her home. I don't know how she explained it to her parents that she went home instead. That wasn't important to my fantasy. I wanted to imagine that she stayed with me and her parents thought she was with Kylie all along.
AnalieseI basked in the afterglow of our lovemaking. We were both still naked. Oscar was holding me closely, my back to his front. He stroked me lovingly, soothing what was once my tortured soul. So many milestones have happened in such a short time. We had finally declared our love for one another after the most spectacular se8x of my life. Why had we both been so stubborn? I regret not calling him after our one night together. I mean I did call him once, but he didn't answer or call me back. I could have kept trying, but it's hard when you know that someone is going out of their way to avoid you. It was humiliating, not to mention heartbreaking. Plus, I'm not one to beg, he had made his point quite clearly. Wait, wait, wait. Stop thinking! If I went down that road in my head, I'd get mad and have to forgive him all over again. I shook my head. Oscar didn't miss a thing."What are you thinking about, mi amor?" he asked quietly."I was thinking about the time we've wasted, but I don'
OscarI handled that badly, but Ana caught up quickly. She had already been looking at B D S M checklists? I had been hard before she said that. Just being around her kept my di8ck at a semi most of the time, but hearing her say those words brought my member to full attention. And the way she kept grinding on me, fu8ck, she was keeping me that way. She was a horny girl, and I was going to blow if I didn't get her off me right now."Stand up and take your shorts off," I growled.I wanted to see the rest of her little outfit. I wasn't sure how long I was going to hold off fu8cking her. I had the intention of just giving her more orgasms today, but fu8ck that. I had to be inside her. I couldn't wait any longer.Ana stood with my help. I had my hands on her hips and I wanted them to travel her entire body. I wanted to claim every inch of skin as my possession. I dropped one hand to my crotch and adjusted myself. Her eyes followed my action and I smirked at her and raised one eyebrow. Her
AnalieseOscar and I are headed to his apartment. He took me to the diner for breakfast where he told me he had talked to my dad about us yesterday at the very same booth. I wasn't shocked. Oscar wants to move forward and settling things with Dad is important. My dad has a long memory. Even though I never told him about my feelings for Oscar back in the day, I'm sure Mom did. They have a good communication system. I hope Oscar and I are the same as our relationship grows. Anyway, Oscar is doing what I asked and showing me by his actions that he's ready to move forward. Having me meet his parents and talking to my dad are huge steps. It makes me a little giddy.Another thing that contributes to my overall well-being, is that Oscar keeps touching me. Right now, he's just holding my hand, but at the diner he did too. The touches may seem innocent, but I know it's his way of staking his claim. Putting a hand on the small of my back or kissing me on the cheek. It's everything I'd never kno