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
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
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
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
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
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
This story may be triggering for some. It does have bad language, dark sexual themes and scenes in a bdsm club. Please beware. Brandt"Boss, I've got a young lady out here that says there is an emergency and she needs to get her mother from inside the club.” I heard this in my earpiece. It’s Wednesday night and well, never a dull moment in a BDSM club, no matter what night it is. “Let her into the lobby. I’ll be right out.” I answered the bouncer. My security office is just steps away from the lobby. I strode out in time to see a beautiful young girl walk in. I watched, as if in slow motion, as she made her way to the customer service area. She flung her hair over her shoulder in a very feminine way. Was she flirting or trying to be a tease, as most of the women that came here acted? I wasn't sure. Sex appeal oozed out of her but she almost seemed oblivious.I could tell she was just my type although a little younger than I usually like. She was dressed simply in jeans and a t-shir
HoneyWhen I woke up this morning, it was just a normal day. Take a shower, eat breakfast, go to school. I helped mom get Brody ready and I dropped him on my way. He doesn’t need much help, he’s nine. He didn’t ride the bus because of the special project he took to school today. Mom went the opposite direction to her job. Simple and ordinary. No weird BDSM club on the horizon, oh wait, yes there was, I just didn’t know it yet.When I got out of school, I went to my job. Brody would have taken the bus home from school and Mom would be home around five when she gets off work. She would make dinner. I get home around 8 and Mom has her date night with Moe. Brody goes to sleep. See? A well-oiled machine.Only instead of getting ready for bed like I asked, Brody decided to jump off his top bunk bed pretending to be some super hero. His screams made my heart nearly leap out of my chest. I ran into his bedroom to find him writhing on the floor holding his arm. It was bad. A bone broke through
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
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