Inara had an adequate sleep. It was the kind where you did not find yourself in any dream but remained nonexistent until you finally woke up, realizing that you’re a human being that actually exists. It was satisfying.
She sat up on the bed and stretched her body, noticing that Lemuel was up already. She had come to know that he was an early riser. She herself had never been one. She was quite lazy and that with no apologies.
A gnawing thought began to trouble her mind as she remembered her concealed meal from last night. It occurred to her that she could not quite recollect where she had thrashed her snack wrappings.
She had been so tense with the fear of being caught, which had set her in so much of a hurry that she probably must have left evidence. Inara fervently hoped that was not the case.
In a fresh wave of anxiety, she got off the bed, noticing from a glance at the wall clock that it was a few minutes to 7:00 am. Lemuel entered the room then
After Lemuel left, Inara continued to lie there, hurt and exhausted. The little solace he had given her had helped calm her down but her bum was still burning.She picked up the TV remote control from the bedside table and switched on the huge television peeking through the wall.When it came on, she switched stations to Heaven’s Vine, her father’s channel for their Church. She just wanted to see something familiar and comforting. Her father was concluding a talk on the screen.“Be strong, be courageous, never give up. When you fall, don’t stay down. Get up and rise again. The worst thing that can happen to a man is falling and refusing to get up. Until we meet again, I remain Reverend Anthony. Keep your head up.”Her father’s scene went off and was replaced with comforting scenes of nature like waterfalls and streams. It was something she liked watching but it was doing nothing for her right now. Only her father’s words Get up and rise again stuck to her mind, giving her some strength
The slow lovemaking had exhausted Inara and they had slept but she woke up with his hands all over her body.She was now experienced enough to know that he wanted to have her again and she was surprised as her flesh responded to him and just like that he was mounting her, pushing her legs apart and taking her body again, faster this time. She lay beneath him, her legs wrapped around his waist as he drove his shaft relentlessly inside her, their eyes locked together as they took pleasure in each other's bodies.It wasn't long after they recovered that his eyes became lustful again and he played her body, getting her hot with fresh arousal. He teased and sucked her pussy until she was begging to be taken. Then he took her missionary again but withdrew when she was about to come on his shaft and before she could anticipate what was happening, he was positioning her body on all fours. Then she screamed as he penetrated her powerfully from behind, taking her pussy harder th
Lemuel drove her to the supermarket where she had first sighted him with that model and there, he purchased what was needed for the diet. Then he asked if she could ride a bicycle. When she said yes, he lifted her up and twirled her around making her shy in the supermarket as people couldn’t help but steal glances at them.Lemuel had always envisioned a partner that would go cycling with him and Inara had come uninvited. Still, in that very moment, he was glad that she had the skill already.“Let’s pick a bike for you then. Fancy a mountain bike?”Was he kidding? A mountain bike was perfect. “Very much.” she responded, her eyes sparkling with interest and he gave her a kiss.“Nara you have just made my day.”His words gave her an opening to push her luck. He seemed to open doors for her when he was happy with her so she decided to seize the opportunity.“Can I make a request?” She a
As scheduled, Inara’s diet began the next day. She was surprised when she saw the breakfast Feedwell placed before her. It was a slice of toasted wheat bread with two tablespoons of peanut butter, half a grapefruit and a cup of coffee.Lemuel had left the house early to attend a business meeting, leaving her with Feedwell so she thought she had hopes of manipulating the man to add a little something extra for her.“Sir Feedwell.” she said as he sat down to a plate of spaghetti and tomato sauce.“Madam.”“Inara please.” she said, smiling at him.“Okay, Inara.” he said and smiled. Inara liked his jolly nature.“Is it possible to add a little bit of what you have in your plate for me?”Feedwell’s friendly expression changed and became blank.“I’m sorry but I have strict instructions to follow your meal plan. Master Lemuel has already recorded your
Inara sped her bike through the streets, taking a longer route that steered off the location of Men’s Aura. The route that cut towards Lemuel’s office would have saved her ten minutes but being spotted on her bike was a risk she wasn’t prepared to take.Being the early hours of the afternoon, there was no traffic and she reached Zee’s place in about forty minutes.Zee met her outside, dressed like her but with black sneakers. They hugged and then lifted Inara’s bike into the booth of Zee’s truck. They reasoned that to save time, once the mission was complete, Inara won’t need to come back to Zee’s place but return home from somewhere closer.As soon as they were inside the truck, Zee passed a black beanie to her and wore one herself.“Zee, we look like criminals.” Inara said as she finished wearing hers.“We are what we need to be.” Zee said and started the car.“Zee we have to be fast. Lemuel can’t get home before me or I’m dead. He will skin me alive.”“I know. We’ll be fast.” Zee as
Her eyes widened with fear and she stayed there, frozen as the green light came on with Suzy laughing and driving away.It was the blaring horns from vehicles behind her that got her kicking her bike forward and speeding home, only pausing at the gate to be allowed entry into the estate by the security. Then she drove into the parking lot and parked her bike.Inara hurried off the parking lot and headed towards the house. Inside, she raced upstairs to safety of the bedroom. The model could kill her. She knew it was serious now.Inara looked at the time and saw that it was about 4:30 pm. She quickly took a shower and changed into a house wear so it wouldn't look like she went out. Then she walked down to the library to read a book.There were lots of books in different categories to pick from. She chose a John Grisham novel and sat down to read. She had barely finished a paragraph when her phone rang.Looking at the phone, she saw that the call was coming from an unknown number. She had
Inara climbed off the bed and stepped forward. Then she paused as he set the newspaper aside and threw his legs onto the floor. She remained frozen in place, overwhelmed by fear but he beckoned her forward, urging her towards the seat.Inara took nervous steps forward and sat down, casting her gaze onto the floor. Her eyes alternated between the floor and her lap. Lemuel just sat back and watched her without saying anything. He kept watching her as her eyes remained glued to her lap, her body, a bundle of nerves. Still, he watched her, letting his gaze burn her tense body.As he continued his silent unnerving perusal, Inara started to quiver and her eyes began to well up. Still, his eyes burned her while he continued to say nothing, which raised the fear and tension in her body so high that she started to whimper.“Did I beat you?” he asked quietly.“No.”“So why are you whimpering?”“I’m…I’m afraid.” Her voice was tremulous.“Why are you afraid?”“Because you’re going to spank me.” sh
Lemuel stared at Inara, unable to believe what he was seeing. What was she doing stealing money? Christ! He had told her that if anything was bothering her, she should tell him. Yet here she was stealing money.At first, his temper was stirred up and he wanted to discipline her immediately, thinking that she probably didn’t get enough from last night and was looking for something to cry about but he controlled himself.To the best of his knowledge, she was a liar but he didn’t think that stealing was in her nature. His mind could not just fathom any possible explanation as he stared at her. There had to be a reason. There had better be a good reason.“What are you doing Nara?”“Please, I can explain this.” she said, her eyes wild with fear. “I don’t steal. Ask my dad, ask my mum, ask my sister, I don’t steal. I lie and I’ve promised to stop but I don’t steal. Please don’t spank me, I beg you.”He folded his arms, ready to hear her out. “In less than three words, the money is for what?”
One Year, Six Months Later The day was bright and sunny with a clear blue sky that was almost surreal. Heaven’s Vine had a full congregation witnessing the wedding ceremony between Nana and Feedwell. Reverend Anthony was officiating the ceremony at the altar where the love stricken couple stood, facing each other before him. In the congregation, Lemuel was seated beside Inara, her hand in his. He was wearing a navy colored suit while she was wearing a long peach colored dress. She looked radiant and a bit plump like a nursing mother. “I still can’t believe that I’m supporting those two.” He said, smiling. “They clearly broke the domestic rule.” Inara chuckled. “Because you love them.” She said. “They captured your heart.” “Just like you captured mine.” He said caressing her hand with a finger. She blushed. “Definitely, sir.” “Hmn. That’s true. They are very efficient and I will miss them.” “Why? They made it clear they weren’t leaving.” “I know but I’m sure it’s out of loyalty
The room was a six-by-six with soft ashen vinyl walls and low, level ceilings. A hospital bed fitted with leather restraints took up most of the floor space. High up on one wall was a solitary window. It had the translucent look of old Plexiglas and steel posts kept it barred.Detective Kyle was talking to a nurse who was already leaving them. She gave Lemuel a glance and walked away with a sullen face.The detective walked up to Lemuel.“This is Suzy’s room. She had a crazy moment an hour ago, kicking and screaming but has been stabilized. You’ll see her right about now.’’“Okay, I’m ready.”“Your conversation will be recorded and monitored by the Psychiatrist in charge of this place and other officers.”“I understand.”Shortly after, Lemuel was in a small room with the detective, a technical sergeant mounting a recording equipment and a male Psychiatrist in a white doctor’s coat who was in his sixties.Before them was a transparent glass that clearly showed a blank room fitted in the
“I should be aware of something like this.” Lemuel said furiously through gritted teeth. He didn’t want Inara knowing that something like that was going on. She hadn’t fully recovered from the trauma and the last thing he wanted was for her to know about what Milo had just told him.“The police detective thought it better not to tell you so that you can concentrate on taking care of your wife.”“That is not their call to make.”
The hospital sat on a headland overlooking the lake, enveloped in acres of emerald green trefoil that rolled and toppled into the city mist. It was a paragon of modest architecture, auburn-colored bungalows thrown unevenly around a two-story administration building, the compound veined with pebble pathways and flower beds, partly shaded by the spreading branches of shore live oak.Blade points of grey tile roof intruded upon a cerulean sky so untainted it bordered on the imaginary. At the intersection of land and sky, a single twisted city pine clawed at the sky. Beneath its swaying trunk, patches of yellow and blue lupine flowed like paint drips down a slanting green canvas.
Milo moved the seat-belt around Vann and belted her in. She was starting to panic, her eyes rounding with fright.“Hang on.” he said as he belted himself in.“Is the Officer following us a bad man?” Vann asked nervously.“Relax.” Lemuel said, “Even If he probably is, I’m sure he has orders from your beloved daughter not to harm a hair on your precious head.”
“What’s your name?” Lemuel asked the woman as he rose to his feet.“Vann.”“Get up. You’re coming with us.” he told her and the agent pulled her up to her feet quite roughly.“I’ll come willingly.” Vann stated. “There’s no need to be heavy handed with me.”“Desperate times.” Lemuel said and led the way t
“Is there somewhere you think she might be?” Lemuel pressed. “I really need to see her.”The woman shook her head and remained silent.“I’ve been trying her phone number but it isn’t connecting. Has she changed it like, does she have another one?”Lemuel pressed again.The woman hesitated and he suspected that she was not willing to divulge information about that. It w
The City’s bustling landscape receded as Lemuel rolled off one of the main express roads that gave way to a single lane road on which he drove for a few minutes until an arrow with a sign that said pal estate directed him northward.The estate was low cost and situated on a property line marked by a large flowering tree that shadowed low wooden gates. The gates were open, meant for décor rather than security.Lemuel parked across from the third apartment, which he knew, was Suzy’s and the agent parked behind him. Alighting from their vehicles, they both squinted at the harshness of the sun’s glare.Lemuel wondered where Inara was. Was she in a shelter or burning in the heat of the sun? Was she alive or dead? God forbid! He thought. She must be
The sun was out in its full glory, casting its shimmering rays across the horizon, scorching the earth and raising temperatures all around.In the woods, it was worse because there was no shelter but most of the wildlife didn’t mind and still carried themselves about. Birds flew, called and sang, perching atop branches of trees and surrounding hills while crickets chirped amidst varying sounds from different unseen creatures that filled the air as they wandered and basked at home in their habitat.Inara was not faring well. The forest wasn’t her element and under the heat of the sun, she was strapped to a dying tree with scan