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KylieI ran back to my room and shut the door behind me. I had followed Brody to the bathroom because I had a question, I guess, I don't remember now. It was a surprise to find him undressed so quickly. It had just been moments since he walked out of my room. He is so fucking beautiful naked. Phenomenal, really. His chest and abs looked sculpted by a master. Even the muscle in his thighs were defined. But he was flesh and blood. His cock was sublime. It stood proudly beneath my gaze. Then he stroked himself slowly, waiting for my reaction. It almost felt like he was treating me like a wounded bird. That made sense in a way. He worked himself, and as he did, he gently and painstakingly brought out my arousal. I couldn't look away. I definitely couldn't walk away. I stepped in and shut the door.I wanted him so badly in those moments, and that hadn't happened in a while. But was it my mind or my pussy that had a 'closed for business' sign? I needed to talk that out with my therapist. But
Warning!! This chapter might be triggering for some. Explicit details of assault. You can continue on to the next chapter, just know that Kylie told Brody everything that happened to her before her rescue.BrodyI had my appointment with the therapist, and she had some great insight into how I might be able to help Kylie. In the short term, one of her suggestions had me pretty excited. Apparently, she had also mentioned this to Kylie, but Kylie had not expressed any interest in it. However, I say the potential for getting out some pent-up emotions was a great idea. There is an actual thing called a rage room. The business will set up a room and let you destroy everything inside. Unfortunately, the closest one to us was in West Palm Beach, which was about an hour away, so not very practical. I talked with Oscar about it. He found a junkyard where he knew a guy that would let the girls take out their rage on an old car. I had sledgehammers in the back of the truck. Oscare was bringing An
Warning!! Kylie has a mental breakdown after her confession to Brody. This might be triggering for some of you. I'm sorry, but I started this, and now I have to finish it.KylieI woke up sometime in the night. I was thirsty and I have to pee. Brody was wrapped around me and that wasn't unusual. What was strange were my surroundings. We were on the new couch in Brody's living room. Then it all flooded back to me. I told him everything. Goosebumps pricked my skin. What if he treated me differently now? What if he didn't want me anymore? I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself, but I couldn't stay in his arms anymore. I was damaged. He wouldn't want me. I didn't want me. Dark thoughts crossed my mind as I struggled to get up and out of his embrace."Kylie?" he asked groggily, but I couldn't look at him. My throat closed and I couldn't speak."Kylie," he said in a firmer tone. "What's wrong?""Bathroom," I muttered as I continued out of the room and down the hallway. I shut the door an
Brody - Two months laterKylie and I decided to move into my apartment. We have everything we need now. Furniture for the living room. Dishes, pots and pans for the kitchen. Kylie had even done a little decorating. Her dresser was in our bedroom next to mine. Her clothes are in the closet. We were working on a tight budget, but it was cute and cozy. And it was now our home.Kylie and I had still not made love. I was trying to be patient but I wanted her so badly. In fact, I was almost afraid that once we did it again, I would have performance anxiety. I wanted it to be good for her, but I was worried she would be triggered by something and we would have to start all over again. I'd waited years to be with her like that. Months shouldn't be a problem, right? But now I knew how she felt and the sounds she made, and I was losing my mind. I needed to fuc8k. I never wanted to be that guy but seeing her in her little shorts and tight tops; her breasts spilling out or her camel toe on displa
KylieI'm so ready. I felt myself getting there, day by day. Brody never pressured me, and I'm sure he'd continue to wait. But I also knew that he wanted me more and more. He had begun to avoid me at certain times of the day, and he had stopped our sexy bathroom time. He always explained himself, but then we decided to move in together. I brought it up actually. I wanted to be in our space when we did the deed again. It had been so long and Brody was a little skittish.Honestly, I didn't know how to bring up the subject. We talked a lot, almost every day, but it had almost become taboo to talk about sex. I felt my brat rise in my mind. I was going to have to seduce him. I started wearing what I started calling my 'brat clothes' in my brain. I pulled all my little shorts and tops out and started to wear them when we were alone. He wasn't taking the hint.I know he told me that I would have to make the first move, so this was me doing that. I woke up this morning with Brody's hand on me
BrodyFuck me. I'm completely spent. I think I drained every drop of cu8m from my balls. Thank God and, finally. Which probably makes me sound like a dick, but I think it would make Kylie laugh if I said it out loud. She's fun like that. We basically had a sex marathon, and she's lying in my arms, asleep. I'm tired too, in a good way, but I don't want to sleep. I'm going over the morning in my mind. She submitted to me. All the way. I would never have asked her to do that. Not even if she had never been through that assault, but especially not after. It will change our dynamic. I can already feel the shift in my own mind. I just hope she meant it, truly.Kylie didn't seem to be triggered by anything we did. Hell, she initiated it, but I was still aware that in the middle she could freeze or just simply say no, and I would have stopped. I don't think of her as damaged, but I do think of her feelings. I think she really did need to put me in cuffs at the beginning, for her own peace of m
BrodyKylie and I were on our way to the club. I have plans, and I'm super stoked about our first visit there together. I'm going to push her to her limits. There were one or two more hurdles that we had to get past. It may be a doozy of a night, but I was prepared. I'd set the room up earlier the way I wanted it, and I was in total Dom mode. I liked the feeling of dominance that rode my body like' a second skin. Kylie was quiet. She knew me and wasn't trying to push my buttons for once. Ever since she had given me control as her Master, things had been different, but good, a good different. Things were better than before. Pain, pleasure, and punishment were on the menu tonight. She knew not to make it worse.I was trying not to overthink, which was a weakness of mine. We had talked about going to the club for a while now. The point is to use some of the devices and equipment there. I planned to use some items in which I usually wasn't interested. Kylie and I had talked this already. S
Kylie / BratI knew what would happen tonight, at least the broad strokes. We were going to work through a couple of my recent hang-ups. Brody had told me when we first started dating, that he always wanted to talk everything out. He didn't ever want any misunderstandings. I agreed begrudgingly, but tonight I was glad for it. What we were about to do was not something I would want to be surprised about.I didn't know how I would react to seeing the cage but surprisingly, with Brody beside me, I was able to push through some serious negative emotions. Not only that, every time I started to go somewhere else in my head, he drew me out of it. It was like he could read my mind, he was that intuitive.He was ramped up tonight in a way I had not seen him before. He was curt and had a dark edge to him. He was never harsh or mean, just different. I kept quiet because I had told him I wanted him to be my master. It was a role that he had taken quite seriously of late. It was almost like he'd ha
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
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