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BrandtAround three in the afternoon, I heard back from Marty. He tracked down Gayle this afternoon. I was disappointed in her. It appeared that she had lied about having a sick child. Marty was surveilling the house when she came home with two kids with backpacks in tow. By the looks of it, she had picked them both up from school. There appeared to be no husband in the picture, so I asked Marty to find out if that was a recent thing or if there had been no husband in the first place. It was strange that she had removed herself from files I specifically asked for. She could have been upfront and said I'm on the list and I wouldn't have blinked an eye. Now I can't stop thinking about all of our interactions with each other. I have never gotten any creepy vibes from her or even sexual ones. I hoped we were barking up the wrong tree with this one.In the meantime, I have a meeting with Marion Kincaid. She should be here any minute. Now she was stalker material. As soon as I heard she call
BrandtI rushed out of the room and down the hall. I didn't even know where I was going, but I couldn't stay there. Honey was missing. Again. Dammit, I had to find Honey. I can't believe this was happening again. And because of me. I knew finding her wouldn't be as easy as waiting at her house this time. I listened as Roberta told me she was heading home from work early. I told her I would meet her there and pushed open the front door of the club, heading out front to where I parked my car. I sometimes parked here because it was closer to my office than the back lot. The parking lot was practically empty on an off day."Brandt!" I heard a voice call from behind me. I turned to see Marion rushing out of the club, chasing after me, but I didn't stop. What did she want? I didn't have time for this nonsense. Horrible scenarios about what could have happened rushed through my mind.As I reached my car, Marion quickly arrived by my side."Is everything alright?" she asked as I yanked the doo
HoneyBig Goon had taken a picture of me earlier. He seemed to text it to someone. My guess is that he needed to show proof of life. To whom though? My mom or Brandt? I worried about that for a good long while. I banged one foot on the floor. I've been sitting on this chair for hours now. My butt and legs were well and truly asleep. My wrists were chafed from the rope tied around them. The Bigger Goon had come back inside some time ago to sit back down and read his magazines. Big Goon had switched from his game to watching video shorts and laughing hysterically every so often. I had nothing to do but think. I didn't know the time, but the light from the one grungy window was weaker now. The hot Florida sun seemed to be behind the house but the thick grime of the windows, plus some trees or shrubbery, blocked the light through the other window, so I couldn't work out the time. There was no AC, of course, but they had opened a couple of windows. A fan would have been nice though. I worri
BrandtYou may be wondering why I didn't just take her phone away from Marion and end this all quickly. Mainly, I just wanted to keep Honey safe. I didn't know if Marion and her people had a passcode or what other arrangements they might have that I would or could screw up by taking over their conversation. I really wanted to put Marion in her place here and now but not yet. Soon though. I was waiting for some confirmation. Then she grabbed my junk.Her outrage at being denied touching me, what she had described as hers on the bathroom mirror, was almost funny. But my outrage was stronger and darker. She had taken my Honey and she wasn't going to get away with it. Her elaborate plans were not well thought out. She was about to find out exactly what I thought of her creepy stalker self.My phone pinged. Marion was sputtering and not recovering her usual arrogance. I took my phone and opened the message. Thank God. I had stalled long enough. I typed 9-1-1 into my phone and asked for the
HoneyI know it was killing Brandt to keep silent. His dominant side was revved up, I could tell, but I wasn't quite done with my little speech."We've only been together a short time and have had some ups and downs. I don't need to rehash everything that went on today unless it's on the witness stand to testify against those three. What I do need to do is to tell you that I'm sorry for running away from you that night at the club. I wanted to punish you. I knew you would come looking for me. My intention was for you not to find me until I was ready, but you did find me and you pushed me. So I gave you some ultimatums, wanting to see how far I could push you. You passed all three with flying colors." I was trying to keep eye contact but this next part was harder."I have never been hurt like that before. Going forward, I am going to have to trust that you will never hurt me like that again. I do want to trust you and you gained back a lot by seeing this through, the whole stalker thing
HoneyI was trying not to strain against the cuffs, my fingers wrapped around the cold, unyielding metal. I mewled softly, my tongue feeling fat and useless for once, while Brandt's hot gaze took in my soaked pussy. I could feel myself leaking from my compromised position on the bed. He shuffled off the edge to kneel as he dipped his head between my parted thighs. He didn't toy with me first, his mouth went straight for my clit and my muffled scream sounded at the same time as my hips thrust up. The feeling was a shocking but very pleasurable sensation. My eyes rolled back in my head as he held my hips down on the bed with both hands. He ate me like a wild man as I tried but failed to buck beneath his onslaught of lips and tongue. He hummed into my core and I wanted to pant like a dog. Moans low in my throat were my only outlet as I hung onto the wooden post my hands were chained to.I felt him lift his head to peer at me over my mound. I wanted to remember him this way. Mouth, slick w
BrandtWhen Honey told me she loved me, it was everything. Everything I had ever hoped for. Everything I had ever dreamed of. Every beat of my heart was for her and I now believed she felt the same. I don't stop for very long to wonder how I got so lucky. I know it was all Honey. Her big and compassionate heart forgave me for my transgressions and now we were in the next chapter of our lives. Once she finishes college and is working at her dream job, hopefully with me, I want to start having babies. I hope she agrees, but that is for another day.We made love last night. I showered her with every bit of affection I felt. I didn't need to dominate her, she is already mine. I loved her with every fiber of my being and I showed her with every stroke of my fingers, every soft word. I didn't want her to ever have room to doubt me again.Tonight we were heading to the club. Honey stayed at her family's home today while I went to work. I brought her the cage this morning to put on me. The mon
HoneyBrandt's hands were on my breasts, plucking and pulling my already hard nipples. I was breathing hard but still trying to concentrate on the stage. I wanted to do as he commanded, but it was hard to concentrate. I watched Daniel with the flogger. He wielded it with confidence. I saw pink mar Natalia's skin as she flinched with each strike. I couldn't hear very well from back here, but I imagined the moans and gasps coming from her mouth.How is she comfortable with this? She had seemed so innocent when we spoke. I wonder if I will ever allow Brandt to strip me in this room. This feels like it should be intimate, behind closed doors, but then he grabs my tits hard once more. Suddenly, I want to be exposed to the crowd. To have Brandt own me in front of everyone. Where did that thought come from? I wanted to be horrified, but as he pulled me onto his lap, I realized I wanted to sink onto his hardened cock, right here, right now. I writhed against him, as wanton, dirty, improbable t