AnalieseAs my dad leaves the room, I realize I'm nervous. It reminds me of my high school days when Oscar would walk me to my classes to protect me from my ex. I liked Oscar so much, and I didn't want to do anything to make a fool of myself like tripping over nothing. At the same time, I wanted him to like me too. In the halls of our high school, he had all the girls looking at him, drooling over him. I always wondered how many of them he had bedded. He could obviously take his pick. Brody drew that sort of attention too, but not in the same way. Brody was intimidating. Oscar was all charm. He was never attached to any one girl and I wondered why.After our graduation ceremony, and that dreadful night with Dylan, we started talking more. He would call me late at night and I felt like we had gotten to know each other. For instance, I knew his mom pushed him to find a nice girl and settle down. He balked at that. He felt he was too young and wasn't ready for a steady girl. I knew that,
AnalieseBy the time my mom got home from work, Dad and I had been to the station and gotten my phone. I had to sign it out of evidence. I hadn't used it during the kidnapping, so it wasn't relevant to anything. Then, Dad and I stopped at the store and got a couple of things to make dinner. I got working on that while Dad took another work call. There was always something that needed his attention at his job as a city planner. He had an office in town but since he did a lot of inspections and plan reviews, it wasn't something that he had to be at an office for anyway. After Covid, a lot of people still worked from home. Many things have changed in the last few years because of that virus.Dad and I talked to Mom over dinner, and she actually seemed relieved that we would have another person in the house in case we had a home invasion. I hated to think of it, and I was feeling a little guilty even though none of this was my fault. My mom got out some clean sheets, a blanket and a pillo
OscarI finally got some sleep, but Bill is an early riser and I woke up when he went into the kitchen. I heard him rummaging around and I soon smelled coffee brewing. I stayed where I was though. The couch was pretty comfy, and I was warm and relaxed. I knew if I had to speak with Bill, those feelings would vanish. The guy was a real hard as8s, but I don't blame him. This whole situation was effed up. Not to mention he had a beautiful daughter that he knew I wanted to fu8ck. I wasn't looking forward to being a dad to daughters because I knew the thoughts swirling in my mind about her. I didn't want any daughter of mine to have a guy like me after her.After my shower last night, I texted Ana. I would rather have heard her sexy voice, but I didn't want to wake the house by having a full-on conversation with her in the next room. She answered right away and told me what I wanted to hear. She had been thinking about me. I thought about how hard her nip8ples were under her sleep shirt las
AnalieseI'm delighted that Oscar is telling me all the things I want to hear, but there is a nagging voice inside my head that is telling me not to believe every word that drips from his gorgeous lips. He's always been confident but just shy of being arrogant. I've admired that about him. Guys in the high school hallway always wanted to fist bump him, a manifestation of his charm on both women and men alike. That hasn't changed. One thing that is a bit different is that he's not smiling. He's not trying to charm me with his winning smiles and easy-going manner. He's totally serious, and it makes me want to believe him so badly.This serious side of Oscar is new to me, and I'm having trouble navigating it. I hear what he is saying. Things I never, ever thought would come out of his mouth for me, or anyone really. But my heart is closely guarded, and the bottom line is I don't trust him.His rough hand felt so good on my cheek. I leaned into it for a moment. I wanted to feel him touchi
OscarI grinned like a fool the whole drive over to Brody’s. He had gotten a tracker from Moe's office and a plunger to inject it. We were just going to stop in really quickly because he was installing some equipment at his house and I really didn't want to get in the way. I should be helping him, but I have my girl to think about now.My girl. Analiese. She forgave me for being an idiot. I think that also means she's going to give me a second chance. I wonder what she and her mother really talked about. I know it had to be more than some joke between them. I wonder if her mother heard us talking this morning. If so, the conversation went in my favor, so I'm not going to worry about it.I knew we had more talking to do, but it would have to wait. I was going to spend the day with Ana. Hopefully, we will get a chance to finish our conversation uninterrupted. I needed to stop by my apartment and grab some more clothes. I'd taken Ana there once, two years ago. Would it bring back memorie
AnalieseMi corazon. He called me his heart. That is the closest he has ever come to saying I love you. Te amo. I know a little Spanish. I took it in high school, but I never became fluent. Besides, in school they teach you the proper way. All the kids in school made fun of it because the Spanish we hear around here is mostly slang words and phrases, which they most definitely didn't teach you in Spanish class. Oh, and curse words. I could certainly curse someone out in Espanol.We kissed a little more after our confessions to one another, but we didn't take it further than that. We were back at my house, and we were going to meet with Stern. I only met the guy once, but he impressed me. He had, well, a stern expression on his face and seemed to take his job very seriously. I didn't blame him for us being taken. Three against one weren't great odds. I did wonder how they got the jump on him though. Stern was a very no-nonsense sort of guy. Those three goons must have taken him out tog
OscarThings were moving quickly with the stalker situation. I heard from Brody that they were doing a sting using Kylie for bait. Well, it would seem to be Kylie, but in reality, Shaw, Benson's wife and co-worker would pretend to be Kylie. They had ascertained that Kylie was being followed so they decided to use that knowledge to their advantage.Kylie is at a salon right now with Shaw. Shaw would step out in clothing similar to Kylie's and, hopefully, the goons would take the bait and grab her. The end result would hopefully be Edgar in custody. They were sure that Shaw would be safe enough. They didn't want anyone dead, they were sex-trafficking girls, so killing one would make no sense. However, there was the risk that there could be upsetting results once the mercenaries realized they had grabbed the wrong girl. No one expected Edgar to do his own dirty work though, so it might be a while before they figured out that they had not grabbed Kylie but her doppelgänger. Of course, if
OscarThings were moving quickly with the stalker situation. I heard from Brody that they were doing a sting using Kylie for bait. Well, it would seem to be Kylie, but in reality, Shaw, Benson's wife and co-worker would pretend to be Kylie. They had ascertained that Kylie was being followed so they decided to use that knowledge to their advantage.Kylie is at a salon right now with Shaw. Shaw would step out in clothing similar to Kylie's and, hopefully, the goons would take the bait and grab her. The end result would hopefully be Edgar in custody. They were sure that Shaw would be safe enough. They didn't want anyone dead, they were sex-trafficking girls, so killing one would make no sense. However, there was the risk that there could be upsetting results once the mercenaries realized they had grabbed the wrong girl. No one expected Edgar to do his own dirty work though, so it might be a while before they figured out that they had not grabbed Kylie but her doppelgänger. Of course, if
AnalieseI could have squealed when Oscar told Ariana to bring Manuel over. That little boy has been in my thoughts a lot lately. He was such a happy baby. I was super excited, and I gave some thought to what we would do while we had him, which would be a few hours at the least. I got out the vacuum cleaner and vacuumed the living room floor. Then I used a dry mop on the tile. I was thinking that now we had Coco and Mystic, there was probably unseen animal hair everywhere. I wanted Manuel to be free to crawl around anywhere he wanted. We didn't have any glass furniture or knick-knacks he could break, so we were good on that front.Oscar laughed at me as I scrambled to clean up the floor. He had made himself a post-workout smoothie while I rushed around. I was just putting things away when we heard the knock on the door. Oscar quickly strode to the living room and let Ariana and the baby inside. They hugged, and I stood off to the side with my hands behind my back. I was trying to conc
AnalieseWhen I woke, Oscar was gone from bed. I looked at my phone and saw it was late morning. I needed to pee in the worst way, so I did that first. Oh, my as8s ached. I saw a tube of ointment on the bathroom counter. I know he left that out for me, so I applied it and washed my hands thoroughly. I should jump in the shower, but I wanted to find Oscar.I moseyed into the living room, and then into the kitchen. He wasn't in the apartment. I was very surprised. He hadn't left me alone like this before, except that one night, but he'd really been here all the time, so I didn't think that counted.I found a note on the counter. He went to the gym. That made sense. He hadn't gone in the last two weeks, and today he was going back to work. He probably wanted to get back on his regular schedule. Since he was obsessed about Dylan, I had to assume that Oscar knew the guy was still in jail. I wasn't worried. I had my Coco. And he'd installed the cameras. I'm sure he was keeping an eye on me
OscarAna looked fuc8king gorgeous in my namesake pose, waiting. So submissive. So curvy. Her creamy skin, marred with marks I put on her. I was rock hard. I stalked closer. The room was so quiet, I could hear the whisper of my jeans rubbing together as I walked. I found the lube in the nightstand drawer and picked up the plug."Get on the bed, on your hands and knees, Fu8ck Toy," I ordered.I'd been thinking of this all night. The plug was made of glass, and it winked in the dim light of the bedside lamp. I was looking forward to seeing it in her, as much as I was about seeing her pretty pus8sy bared to me. I watched her tit8s bounce as she crawled on the bed. I loved those fat jugs. I wanted to give them some attention too, but soon they were out of my sight.I stared at her slit. It was glistening, ready for my co8ck. But not yet. I knelt down behind her and pulled her back to the edge of the bed a little, then I buried my face in her sweet cu8nt. I wanted to taste her, and she nee
AnalieseHaving dinner with my parents was nice. I enjoyed them and their banter. My mom was probably submissive like me, but in the bedroom, which eww, I didn't really want to think about. But outside of the bedroom she had a mind of her own and she gave as good as she got. Which a lot of the time, made for some hilarious conversations.It made me think of what I told Oscar earlier when I caught him on the phone with Mindy. I understood why he called her, and I wasn't threatened by it. I did, however, mean what I said. I'd fu8ck him up if he talked with her again. She couldn't be trusted, and I didn't want her anywhere near him, even it was in his ear. I know she must have said something provacative to him. I would ask another day, when I wasn't a Toy for his pleasure.Oscar was calmer now, back to his old self. He had needed to discipline me and strangely, though I had never known it, I needed said discipline. I very much enjoyed our dynamic. I hoped one day soon he would take me to
OscarI watched Ana sit down gingerly. Satisfaction, pride, and lust, roared within me. She took the plug like a champ. Watching her stretch wide made me feel like an animal. A ravenous beast. Knowing it was inside her now, my di8ck twitched. I willed it not to get hard right now. She needed a rest. My d8ck needed a rest, but it was fired up, knowing she was full of my cu8m in her pretty pus8sy and the plug in her as8s. Divine.Her punishment was done, and I was so fu8cking proud of her. I had spent years imagining all the things I would do to her if I ever got the chance. I had a running tally in my head and I ticked off some of the boxes. I had waited patiently for the day I could punish her for some infraction. Today was my lucky day. I grabbed my junk and squeezed. Ana looked at me and raised an eyebrow. I just grinned at her. I made sure she drank some water and had a few Asprin to help with the pain she must be feeling.I'd leave her alone until after dinner at her parent's hous
AnalieseOscar's hands on me ignited a different kind of fire in me. After a few minutes, I started to whine and moan. He was in no hurry though, he just continued to run his hands all over me. My breasts especially. He began to pluck my sore nip8ples, each in turn. I arched in his arms to give him better access. I was enjoying the pain, my pus8sy leaking. He'd gotten naked to swat me and I could feel him hardening beneath me. I'm sure he could also feel me soaking his thigh, but he continued the slow torture.I was impatient, I dared to rub my wetness against him, spreading it on his thigh. Finally, his hand made it down where I needed the most friction. He spread my lips open and easily slid two fingers into my slick, then pushed inside. I started shaking again, for a different reason. I was so close, it would only take a moment and I would climax, but he was still teasing me, ignoring my cl8it.I whined. A low mewling sound erupted from deep in my throat, as I tried to move my lowe
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