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KylieMy mother stayed and chatted with me for a while after that. It felt like it used to before I went to college. She was involved in my life and I was in hers back then. She wasn't perfect, but she was my mother, so I let her distract me. She talked about mutual acquaintances and who divorced whom. It was surprisingly nice, if perhaps a bit mundane.I wasn't ready to forgive her, but at least I understood her better now. During a pause in our conversation, I asked one question that I hadn't planned to ask, but I had wondered about throughout the years."What happened between you and Dad?" I said.I watched her face fall. I could tell she didn't want to answer, but then she sagged. Her whole body seemed to deflate."Your father is a good man. The best sort of man. He stayed with me when I got pregnant with you. I knew I wasn't the love of his life, but he did right by us. He worked a lot of overtime and provided for us but I could tell he didn't love me. Not the way I thought I want
BensonIf this was a laughing matter, I would have fallen off my seat in hysteria. Both Brody and Kylie had called me about a similar matter. Brody wanted to set a trap for Edgar and Kylie wanted to use herself for bait. Neither one of them knew that the other one had called me, which was the funny part. The not so funny part was that they both had a point. At this juncture, we had pretty much determined that Edgar was the type of fucker that would try again. He was both rich and arrogant enough to think he could get away with it. We would be ready when he did.I got up from my desk and left my office. Neither Eileen nor I were in the bullpen any longer, each of us had our own spaces. Though only feet apart from one another, sometimes it felt like we were worlds away. I wanted to get this case wrapped up, and take her on our date to the club. I was ready for some serious downtime with my favorite girl.I knocked on her open door when I reached her office, but it was only so I didn't sc
ShawI haven't done any undercover work in years. I'm gearing up for my first one since I had the kids. It's been over ten years now but I'm not nervous. It took a few days, but the plan is solid and Ben is out there along with our best field guys and Spence, the IT guy. Kylie and I are in a salon. Waiting for go. If Edgar is in the vehicle we spotted trailing Kylie here, then game over. We arrest him on the spot. If he's not in the van, which we suspect will be the case, then they will trail me. Hopefully he will be wherever they are taking me.Our surveillance on the house in the woods showed that the place had been used recently but no one was there now and we were out of options. Edgar and his gang of traffickers needed to be taken down. Kylie, Analiese and every other girl in the nation wasn't safe as long as he was running around doing whatever the fu8k he wanted. If he was in his right mind, he would have left the area and forgotten all about Kylie. His obsession with her was go
BrodyI collected Kylie from the back door of the salon. Cross was waiting at the truck just in case those traffickers realized this whole thing was nothing but a ruse and came back for her. We left without incident and went back to the house. Kylie called Analiese, but there had been no movement at her place. Stern was there with Oscar and Bill, Analieses's father. They were all armed and ready if anything went down.Analiese had insisted that Stern be the guard there. He was cleared to go back to work within a few days of the incident. I wasn't sure why she decided that. Maybe she wanted him to have a second chance. No question that Stern was good at his job and I had a feeling he wasn't going to be made to look like a fool twice. He'd be extra vigilant. That is exactly what Analiese needed.I felt bad because Oscar had to take the day off and I hadn't been back in over a week myself. I assumed they were short-handed at the Club. I'm pretty sure at this point that Brandt and Daniel b
BensonMy mom had the kids today so that was one less worry. It was bad enough that I was sitting down the road from the house that Eileen had been taken to. I'd bitten all my fingernails to the quick and was working on chewing off all the hang nails I had caused because of it. We had heard everything Eileen had told us. Her mic and tracker worked great. The property they had brought her to was a large ranch home. At least it was at one time. They had been squatting in it. It had been in foreclosure proceedings for the last few years. That meant no paper trail and without this operation in place, we never would have found it. We could hear a generator going and knew that is how they were getting their power.We had the blueprints and knew what room she was in from the hints she had given us. We had our team surrounding the place, but we were waiting for the 'boss' to arrive. It was pretty clear from what Spence had dug up that Edgar was not the boss. The things that the goons had told
KylieBy dinnertime, we had gotten the good news that they had arrested seven members of the trafficking ring that Edgar was involved with. Unfortunately, they didn't get Edgar himself. He didn't show up at the meet, and it didn't appear that he had ever been at the house they had taken Eileen to. That sucked great big donkey balls. Where the hell could he be? Was he still in the county? Had he fled the country? I was on pins and needles.The only thing that made me feel better about not knowing his location was the fact that I'd gotten my earrings back. If somehow, some way, he tried to grab me again and succeeded, Brody would find me. He'd move heaven and earth to locate me and that was a very comforting thought.A few days passed and things got back to normal. Without his henchmen, Edgar would have to do his own dirty work. No one thought he would come after me by himself. Between Benson and Dad, they determined that I was safe for now. I was never happier than to be back at work wi
BrodyIt was early afternoon and family day at Mom and Moe's house. It was my first day waking up in my new apartment. I both loved it and hated it. I loved the independence living on my own gives me. But I hate being so far away from Kylie. I want to ask her to move in, and I had planned on it, but she's safer at Moe's. I have no security in my apartment. Everyone assumes that she is out of danger. That Edgar doesn't have the balls or resources to grab her himself, or he's left the country. I wasn't so sure.No one had seen hide nor hair of him since he had been released on bail. He was supposed to check in with a probation officer, but his lawyer had worked out some deal. In truth, Edgar could be anywhere.I had been working long hours and at my place, she would be alone for long periods of time in an unsecured building. I couldn't work if I had to worry about her every second I was gone. She was safer with Moe and Mom. The problem was, Kylie was upset with me and I have a feeling it
KylieBrody had a surprise for me and just the idea of that was all kinds of exciting. He stood up with me in his arms. His strength was such a fucking turn on. It was sexy has hell, being in his arms while he carried me over to the bed. We had figured our shit out and now for the reward. I have missed him. He's been working so much lately, but tonight was going to be about us.He left me on the bed to rummage around in his closet. He took out a box and I wondered what was inside. He didn't make me wait long, but first he said, "Strip."I hurriedly removed my clothes, because, hell yeah. But when he took the first item out of the box, I wanted to change that to hell no. Well, at least partially. The other part of me knew that Brody would take care of all my needs. After my punishment.Leather cuffs dangled from his fingers from long chains. He let me look at them before showing me the modifications he'd made to the headboard of his bed earlier today."So I never got to the grocery stor
AnalieseWhen I woke, I was sore everywhere, it seemed. I flipped on my stomach and pushed myself off the bed. When I went to the bathroom, I stood over the toilet, not even trying to sit down. That was only ten licks. He had promised twenty, and I had a feeling he would deliver the rest. I had requested the riding crop next, and I wasn't looking forward to it at the moment.Then I thought about all the things he did as a whole, and I was ready to go find him. He'd denied me orgasms so far. I was hoping for a final result with fireworks at the end. My throat was sore, my as8s was sore. If he fu8cked me that hard again, my pus8sy would be sore - I did feel a slight twinge - but it was nothing compared to the other pain. It wasn't even noon yet.I wasn't complaining, however. I had gotten so wet, so hot and bothered while he spanked me that my pu8sy was quivering by the time he slid inside me. I would have orgas8med in just a few more strokes. I didn't want Oscar to know that I was enjo
OscarI wasn't really mad anymore, but she didn't need to know that. I would never touch her in anger. That was a big no-no for a Dom. She'd chosen the wooden paddle and I would need her on her feet, bent over the edge of the bed. The wood was thick and long, kinda like me (hehe), so I wanted to make sure that I got her butt cheeks. The fattiest areas were best for this device. I didn't want to mistakenly hit her back, which I wouldn't, but I wanted to be safe. This was her first punishment and her first real spanking. Twenty licks was a lot too, but I couldn't go easy on her. She put herself in danger by leaving and going to his house, even if he wasn't there.Nope. Stop thinking about it. I didn't want to risk getting angry again. I was interested in what she and Mindy had to say to one another, but that could wait. I would scold her while she received her punishment. She needed a good dressing down. I worried about her the whole time she was gone. I got enough shi8t going on not to
MindyThere was a knock at the door. It was only eight in the morning. I didn't usually have visitors knock so early, so it was curious. I was an early riser, a thing that drove Dylan crazy. He hated getting up early and usually worked a second or third shift so he could sleep in. He never came home last night, which was also curious. I wondered if this had something to do with that.An ominous feeling fell over me. It sucked because I was on a serious high after my night with the guys. It had been wonderful, and it made me examine why I had put up with Dylan for all these years. Kent and J.J. were seriously good lovers without the bent of cruelty that Dylan had. It was a revelation really. I didn't feel used or abused or taken for granted this morning. I'd felt delighted.I looked out the peephole with a bit of shock. Analiese. She was a bit older, but exactly how I remember her from high school. I was going to get some bad news, I just knew it. I opened the door to face my fate."He
OscarAna made some valid points. She wanted to be informed about things going on in her own life. I get that. Not many people like to be left in the dark, especially when it pertains to their own lives. I had my reasons for not giving her the plan, mostly because I didn't want her inside freaking out about what was going on outside. I didn't have time to get her out of here, not when I thought Dylan might be out there watching.I didn't want to wait until dinner. I lied a bit when I said I was calling Moe. I needed to ask Bill to look around the house and see if he finds any indication that someone had been looking in the windows at her old house. I don't think this is the first time Dylan has done something like this. I need information to move forward.It was one of the days that Bill decided to work from home. He went outside immediately when I explained the situation. He remembered Dylan from the high school days and knew that something had happened to break them up. I had explai
AnalieseThere is a war going on inside me. First, I want to be strong. I am strong. I've gotten through to the other side of what could have been a tragedy in my life. The second part, I needed help to get there. Oscar was there for me every step of the way. I no longer sit around moping, thinking why me? I moved forward towards the goal of being myself again. So then, I'm strong again. A continuous and seemingly endless circle.Where would I be if he hadn't called me that first night in the car after our rescue? I shudder to think that I would be lying around my house, depressed and alone. With no hope. What is worse than living without hope? Nothing. Those without hope struggle to live, to move on and recover. They often use violence against themselves. They become addicts to escape. They may even contemplate death. I cringe. I'd never been down that road in my mind before and shied away from its implications.Oscar didn't talk about it with me last night, but I know Dylan was afte
MindyDylan left after he showered. I didn't expect him home anytime soon. When he says he'll be late, it's always true. I'm surprised that he actually left me alone. He's never had me entertain the guys without him supervising and directing the action. He's definitely the dominant personality of their trio. I was wondering how Kent and J.J. would act without Dylan here while I made dinner for one. I knew Dylan would get something to eat while he was out. It was his M.O.Because I knew him so well, I also knew he stepped out on me occasionally. I used to let it bother me, but once I realized he was never going to marry me, I let my heart grow cold for him. Now we are basically nothing more than friends with benefits. Roommates who fu8cked. He would call me his submissive. And while I was submissive to him, I didn't really like that title. I liked to say we were fuc8k buddies. Anyway, I'd taken up messing around with other men too. So I guess you could say we are even.I don't flaunt my
Dylan (POV by request)Warning: Degradation and Humiliation Kink That May Be Disturbing for Some Readers.As soon as Mindy came home from work, I pulled her inside and threw her over the back of the couch. I shoved her dress up and pulled her thong aside. My di8ck had been hard all day from seeing Analiese. She was so pretty and innocent looking. I'd been so close to fu8cking her back in high school. I put in all the work, then she found out about me and Mindy. To top it off, Oscar got involved, and it was game over for me with Ana. I've been pretty resentful ever since.Mindy had only been a toy to pass time with back then. I needed to fu8ck and Mindy liked to spread her legs. Next thing I knew, we had moved in together. She was no innocent. Not like Ana. I know I would have been her first, if I had just been more discreet. Fuc8ing Mindy behind the bleachers was a colossal mistake. It had been Mindy's idea. She loves public se8x even to this day. But Mindy was a who8re. She had fuc8ke
OscarI watched her fine ass walk away from me and I sighed. Now was not the time to get hard. I used my imagination anyway. Ana would go to the bedroom and get naked. Her beautiful body would be bare in a few moments, and I was stuck out here with this douche8bag. I looked down at him when he moaned. He'd be awake soon. My neighbors didn't seem to notice the fight, but they will notice the cops milling around soon. I hear the sirens stop wailing as they pull along the street outside the gate.I told Ana the story I would tell the cops. She was smart enough to follow my lead. The story was mostly true, I just happened to be outside waiting for the sick fu8ck instead of inside with Ana. Dylan's fingerprints were on the window and screen if the cops bothered to check. I knew they would haul him away tonight. I just hope it was enough to keep him in jail a little while. Trespassing by itself probably wasn't going to do it. I hope they got him for breaking and entering, even though he nev
AnalieseCoco hears something. I look up from my phone when I see her ears co8ck to the side. I'm sitting on the couch playing a game on my phone, trying to distract myself from the fact that Oscar isn't home yet. I'm not scared or anything. I've talked with my mom and Kylie. I figured it was a good time to do those things while Oscar was out.Kylie seems to be doing well. She told me that Brody was out as well, so I told her that they guys were most likely together, planning something against Dylan. We discussed what we thought they might do. Knowing they had killed before and recently, probably crossed both of our minds, but we didn't discuss that. It wouldn't be wise, obviously, and it was too fresh. And I hated that all those good men, including my own father, were in on something like that. I had not even talked to Oscar about it. I would one day, but sometime in the future. I didn't want the details just yet. It was enough to know that those thugs would never hurt anyone else ag