Billy shook his head. “No. Shorty is just tired. That is it.”
Gerrard walked in.
“Why is Brian worried about Shorty?” I asked him. “She hasn’t screwed up.”
Gerrard sat his large ass down and sighed. “Well, when we asked if Shorty would come over for a BBQ on Saturday, she just started mumbling about housework and didn’t want to come.”
“Then I went over and the little cow was cleaning like a demon trying to catch up on the housework,” Brian explained. “It’s either working too much or she isn’t coping. We’re trying to work out which one it is. Because she wasn’t herself when I saw her.”
I thought about this and tried to think about anything weird that Shorty might have done to even consider there wasn’t anything quite right. I shook my head. “She works a lot and often takes work home. She’s been brilliant with this lady doctor. We think we might have worked out who it is but proving it is becoming a pain in the arse. Just have to wait for him to make his move.”
“Have you got the police involved?”
“Of course, we did. They’ve been involved since day one.
The clients trust is only because Shorty had a little talk with her.”
Brian nodded. “I’m thinking about pulling her and sending her away for a holiday.”
“Thinking about or already booked her to go away? Brian, Shorty needs to be with this woman till the end. She won’t relax till we have him. The client is only good with anyone’s involvement with Shorty overseeing it…” I chuckled. “When Shorty met Hannah, it was so funny hearing her introduce herself as Kate. For a minute, I was wondering who she was talking about!”
Both chuckled at that. They talked for another ten minutes.
Then Shorty walked in, unannounced. “Which one of you fucks told my kids I’m going to Vegas to get remarried?”
That was Shorty in a nutshell. Said what she was thinking. Brutal, in your face and uncensored.
“Don’t look at us.” Billy stood up. “We know better than to mention fucking Vegas or remarrying. I saw Hannah today, she says someone tried to get into the apartment last night.”
“Get anything on the cameras?”
“Yeah, all in black and nothing to go on. I reckon he’s getting antsy.”
She nodded. “Okay, we will set up a sting for tonight then. Maybe we can get this bastard. I’ll call up Franks and see if we can get some uniforms close by for an arrest. I want to go through the rest of the cameras to see if we have missed something.”
“I haven’t looked at it all but it’s all on file,” I told her.
She nodded and looked at the three of them. “What is with the secret squirrel business?”
Brian grinned. “Thinking about going on a boy’s night in Vegas. Check out the boss’ motel and casino.”
She sighed and shook her head leaving the room. “You are so full of shit.” Shutting the door behind her.
Billy smiled. “See? Normal bitch Shorty.”
Brian looked at me. “I’m going to send her to Vegas.”
Billy smiled slowly at this. “She will go off.”
“She’ll be in a completely different state.”
“But we should have a good view of the mushroom cloud from here.” Gerrard grinned.
Charlie
Well, the important people knew now. I inspected myself in the mirror and smiled. Immaculate. Not a hair out of place. My beard short, neat. Suit, tailored and I looked great. Cufflinks were gold, tie pin matched. Shoes were shined to perfection. I picked up my phone and wallet. Made sure there were condoms in it before I headed off to what would probably be my last time at the club.
I walked in with my flogger in hand and let every ounce of Dom ooze out of my being. I loved this. I’d been vanilla with a woman only a handful of times before I discovered cuffs and spankings.
There was one little sub that I wanted tonight. I just hoped Nathan hadn’t got his hands on her first.
She saw me and there was a little smile on her lips before she fell to her knees at my feet.
Cock went hard as I looked down at her bowed head. I glanced at Nathan.
He gave a slight nod.
I looked back at the woman. “Would you like to have a private session?”
“Yes, Sir,” she said softly.
Very quickly, I went through her hard limits with her and found them satisfactory. I held out my hand. “If you want to come with me, Princess. Take my hand.” I watched her take my hand. There was slight hesitation. I had a rep for being very hard on the subs who dared to come with me to the private room. Mostly because none of them walked out. Ever. I always drove them home and put them to bed. Smiling, I pulled her to her feet and threw her over my shoulder.
She let out a squeal of surprise.
This would be fun. I smirked as I strode towards the back rooms. I gave Nathan a nod as I did. I’d been hoping this woman would come to the party for weeks. I knew Nathan had been grafting the same girl, pretty sure, he’d succeeded too.
Walking down the hall, I asked, “Are you collared by anyone?”
“No.”
Infringement one.
“Are you seeing anyone out in the normal world?”
“No.”
Infringement two.
Her hands went on my ass…infringement three.
I walked her into my room, locked the door and put her down. I cupped her face making her look at me.
She had big brown eyes, brown mousy hair, and her body had lovely curves. Her tits were large and round, her ass though wasn’t as toned.
I realized then she had fake breasts. “Do you find it acceptable that I will be taking you home and caring for you till dawn?” I walked around her like a lion who’d caught his prey but was now toying with it.
“Yes.”
Oh, this girl had no manners. She would learn.
“You’re going to be marked, is there any uniforms I should be mindful of when I do?”
“My calves and my forearms, everything else is covered.” “What is your name?” I asked softly in her ear.
“Daphne,” she whispered.
I do believe little Daphne just blushed. “Are you ready to be mine for tonight?”
“Yes.” She tried to kiss me.
I stood up to full height.
Daphne gazed up at me with doe eyes, obviously disappointed.
“Get undressed. Kneel at the door,” I commanded and turned my back to prepare what I would do with her for the rest of the night. She was a naughty one. Manners needed to be taught first. “Have you been a sub long?”
“No. I have always been different. I hooked up with a Dom, he showed me stuff and… I liked it. So, he suggested I join.”
I nodded. “So you’ve had no training? Have you had any of what we discussed used on you?”
“Yes.”
The infractions just kept coming. “Tonight, I want you to refer to me as Sir. So, when I ask you something you say, yes Sir or no, Sir. I would love more, Sir, Please Sir? Do you understand?” He glanced at her while he got out a butt plug with a jewel.
Daphne nodded and smiled, as she looked him in the eye. “Yes,
Sir.”
“You will not look at me unless directed, do you understand?”
She lowered her eyes. “Yes, Sir.”
“You will not try and touch or kiss me without permission, do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“If you need to pee, go now.” I directed her though the door. While she got her business done, I selected hand and ankle cuffs before picking up my whip, placing it on the bed.
Daphne came out.
I pointed to floor by my feet.
She knelt at my feet and didn’t look at me once.
“Daphne, my beautiful woman, I want you to go to the table. Write down your address and place your house key on it.”
She did so without hesitation and when the task was completed, little Daphne was back at my feet.
I was impressed. This could be a good night. I picked up the hand cuffs. Squatted in front of her, “Are you ready, Princess?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“What is your safe words?”
“Red and Yellow,” she said softly “He told me that was what everyone used.”
“Would you like something else?”
Daphne shook her head. “No, Sir.” She offered up her wrists to me.
I smiled when I saw her hands shaking a little. I started putting the cuffs on her. “Are you nervous?”
“I have heard rumors,” she whispered. “Sir. Are you going to hurt me so bad, I won’t be able to walk?”
“The reason I will take you home is because I am about to fuck you so hard that you will feel boneless. There will be some pain but I always outweigh it with the pleasure. Do I scare you?”
“A little, Sir.”
I took her ankle and put the cuff on it. “Would you like to stop?”
“No.” She caught herself and quickly added, “Sir.”
“How much lying have you done tonight? Have you really tried everything we discussed?”
Hesitation, then she took a deep breath. “I haven’t lied. He was cruel when he used it. He didn’t care if I wanted to stop. He didn’t care if I cried.”
I cuffed her other ankle. “I will make you cry. I will make you cry out and scream. I will mark your body but not permanently. It will please me to do all of that. Does this bother you? Do you feel safe enough to share this with me?”
She nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
“Daphne, if you call red, I will stop, I will take you home and I will take care of you. But do not for one second forget that tonight? You are mine.” I placed her feet wide apart, exposing her pussy to me. “I want you to leave your legs wide. I want you to masturbate. I want you to come for me.” I sat in the chair watching her hesitate before she wet her fingers and put them over her clit. Her fingers began to move. “Look me in the eye.”
She lifted her eyes.
I watched her take her orgasm. It was quick, sweet little Daphne knew how to get herself off. I asked her to get up and come to me. I sucked on her fingers, cleaning them one by one. Hmm, yum.
I pulled her into my lap, so she was straddling before sensually assaulting her breasts. I squeezed them, bit them, pinched, twisted, sucked and nibbled till naughty little Daphne went to run her fingers though my hair. I connected the cuffs behind her.
No touching.
I grabbed a handful of her hair, her head back her breasts forward. I continued watching all of her tells. Daphne was new. I didn’t want to scare her but she was officially in school. My free hand went down to her dripping wet slit and pressed a finger deep inside her.
I finger fucked her and edged her for half an hour, being an evil bastard, I still didn’t let her come. I put her over my knee proceeding with a spanking that started gentle and worked its way up to hard. I tied her to the ceiling, picked up my whip, twelve strokes for the twelve infractions.
She cried out and tears fell.
While I worked, I talked to her, instructing her on how to make it easier. How to enjoy it but most importantly, to tell her how beautiful she was and how proud of her she made me.
I pushed her limits.
When I was sure she’d enough and she had pleased me immensely, I tied her up to the bed and fucked her six ways to Sunday.
As with every other woman, I’d brought to this room…she was sated and boneless. I bathed her, rubbed cream into the welts on her body before dressing and taking her home.
Her home was old and her bed uncomfortable. But I spooned her until daybreak, listening to her soft breathing.
Daphne opened her eyes as I was about to leave. “You weren’t as bad as the girls said.”
I smiled and kissed her forehead. “I took it easy on you. Are you ok?”
She nodded. “The best I’ve been in a long time. Thank you, Sir. I feel again.”
I smiled. “Rest up beautiful. Remember your lessons. I might just invite you back into my room again.”
“I will take you up on the offer, Sir.”
“Good night, Daphne.”
“You remembered my name?” she genuinely looked surprised.
“Yes, of course. Take care.” I kissed her head again, then left her. The night had been epic. I felt exhausted, sated and I couldn’t wait for Vegas.
I made a mental note as I drove home…get some sleep before calling my brothers and Ben to make sure they had their shit sorted, so we could go to Vegas in peace. Then I had a thought… Probably should tell Sam that I’m going away too. She would be in charge till I returned.
Hannah
I got dropped off home, unlocked my door and stepped in to my apartment that felt more like my private hell than my home. I knew Kate would be in the closet waiting. I couldn’t help but hope it would be tonight when he came. That tonight, Kate would stop him and it would all be over.
I put my bag on the kitchen table and opened the fridge. Inside was a home cooked meal in a Tupperware container. “Kate? Did you cook for me?” I asked softly as I walked past the closet to go to the restroom.
“No, Billy did,” Kate responded from inside. “Relax, I will be with you all night.”
I’d discussed at length with Kate what would happen. Everything would be on tape. My account was already recorded with the police and charges would be pressed, especially after having the rape kit after the last rape, the night before they started staying over. Kate had been so lovely, staying with me from start to finish.
I heated up the dinner and sat in front of the TV to wind down. I ate the food which was pretty good while watching a movie. This was the life of a doctor. I didn’t have time to date. By the end of my work day, I was exhausted and just wanted to relax. I sighed as I got bored with the movie, got up and took a shower. Scrubbed myself clean like every other night.
Not just from sick patients but from him. I now understood now why women say they felt dirty. I put the loofa on the rack to drain and shook my head.
Routine was what got me through. I dressed before going around the apartment, turning off the lights before crawling into bed and snuggled between the sheets. Taking a couple deep breaths before looking at the ceiling, I rolled over to look out the window. It took a good twenty minutes before my eyes drooped. Every little sound no matter how familiar, brought me from being nearly asleep to fully awake.
But like some nights when overly tired, I dropped off without even knowing about it. Only to wake up the next morning feeling rested. I sniffed smelling coffee. I wondered if Kate had gotten up early. Routine… I got up and went to the toilet then wandered out into the kitchen rubbing my eyes sleepily.
The realization Kate wasn’t up, stopped me dead in my tracks.
It was the door man, Steven who’d made the coffee. Mid thirties, polite and never set off alarm bells. He sipped his coffee looking over the top of his cup, his pale green eyes watching me.
My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest. I didn’t know what to do. Where was Kate and why the hell was he just staring at me like that?
“Did you sleep well?” he asked putting his cup down. “I have watched you for hours. I wanted nothing but to fuck you but I had issues.”
“What are you doing in my apartment, Steven?” I asked coolly.
“You see, you thought I didn’t know about the mole you had staying here. I know everything about you.”
Oh, no! Kate! I looked back at the closet where Kate had been.
“She is still in there. Would you like to see her?” He smiled.
His chuckle sent a chill along my spine. With heart pounding in my chest, praying Kate was ok, I walked back to the closet and opened the door. Kate was laying on the floor. I rushed to her side, feeling for a pulse. It was weak but there. She needed a hospital. I left the closet and grabbed her phone.
The next thing I knew, my back was on the bed, and he was on top of me,
holding my nose. I opened my mouth to scream… He poured some liquid down my throat. I coughed a couple times at the bitter taste before it all went black.
Kate
I blinked a couple times. I felt like I had a mother fucking hangover. My body felt sluggish and my mouth was dry. I went to move into a more comfortable position and I couldn’t… WTF?
I opened my sleepy eyes and for a moment, it took me to realize that I was looking at Hannah. She was naked… She was bound… She was unconscious!
Oh, this is not good. Why the fuck can’t I think properly? I tried to move again and realized, I was bound too. I was naked and I was gagged. FUCK!
Mother fucker! Really? How the fuck did you manage to get me down like this?
I felt for the ring on my finger, can’t really describe the relief I felt when I discovered it was still there. I pressed it hard as I heard footsteps coming into the room. I lay still as he moved around the bed. Hmm, play really sick and try to get him to release me? Maybe, because I can’t fight him with my elbows and wrists bound and my knees and ankles. Pretty fucked right now. I pressed the ring again.
I opened my eyes to see he was dressed head to toe in black, he had sunglasses on, so I couldn’t see his eyes, gloves on his hands. He came and inspected me. I didn’t really have to fake the eye roll. It kind of just happened. A strong hand grabbed my jaw, he must have inspected my face. I could feel and smell his sweet-smelling breath on me. Yuck.
“Starting to wake up, huh? I wonder if you realized that I was watching everything that went on in this apartment? I know you found my cameras and disabled them. You didn’t know I put in more.”
Um, yeah. We did.
“I disabled your little network. They can’t see you. Or hear you scream…”
Hmm buddy, I don’t scream. And they can see me. They know I am in trouble and they are coming.
He checked my restraints.
It was then, I realized how truly fucked I was. There was no way I would get out of this without someone cutting me free. He walked to the other side of the bed and I opened my eyes to see my client was bound. I thought she just had her hands bound above her head.
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