No, she had her legs and knees tied open.
He touched her breast, fondled it for a moment before he got out some duct tape. “Hannah is so beautiful. I was so excited to make her my lover.” He taped her breast up into a peak, it looked tight and painful.
Thank goodness, she’s unconscious.
“Then you showed up.” He reached over and slapped my tit.
THAT FUCKING HURT! I grunted, looking down at my tits. He didn’t hit me that hard and it felt like I got hit a lot harder. I was greeted with a shocking sight.
THEY WEREN’T JUST BOUND! THEY WERE FUCKING TURNING PURPLE!
I looked up at him with the best version of I am drugged, bound and if I get free I am going to kill you look.
He chuckled as he taped Hannah’s other breast.
I looked down at my boobs, my poor boobs!
“They won’t fall off,” he said picking up a remote and pressing a button.
My arshole started vibrating! He put a vibrating butt plug in my arse while I was sleeping!
He picked up another remote, clicked it.
I jerked as I realized there was something in my vagina as well. I gave him a death stare. He was a fucking dead man. I was going to get loose and kill him. I pressed the ring again and this time held it.
Apparently, he wasn’t worried about the buzzing in my nether regions or the glacial death stare I was giving him. He went to get on top of her.
I growled at him not to.
He stopped, got the remotes and the buzzing increased.
Oh, no. I was going to orgasm.
He came over to my side of the bed again, pulled on my hair and touched my nose.
I breathed in as I looked up at him and coughed.
He put something up my nose. “A little cocaine to help that orgasm.” He chuckled and put more up my nose. “It will wake you up.” Then he touched the plugs and made sure they were in.
The cocaine hit me like a freight train. I started to jitter because I suddenly had energy and couldn’t do anything about it.
He laughed, then gave me more before crawling over me to get to Hannah.
I shook my head and told him no. He put on a condom and positioned himself over her as my body started reacting to the stimulation. He slammed into her. He put a hand over my nose, squeezing as he raped my client.
It didn’t take long to start blacking out. My lungs burning, my head pounding, I did struggle. I blacked out as Hannah started scream. I couldn’t help wondering where the fuck Billy was.
Hannah
This had to be a nightmare. Please, oh please, let it be a nightmare!
I struggled but couldn’t move. I lifted my head, my breasts! OMG They were turning blue! I looked around for Kate and help, to see she was on the bed beside me. Her breasts were purple, he was covering her nose. Kate couldn’t breathe. Her body convulsed a little, he let her go and started to laugh.
He was inside of me. He was raping me again. She hadn’t been able to stop him. I was going to die. Kate wasn’t moving. This was horrible. Poor Kate. I looked up at him, shouting through the gag. I could survive being raped. I couldn’t accept someone dying on my behalf. I tried to struggle and move but I was bound too well to allow that.
When he came close, I head butted him. Fuck him. I was full of rage now. I didn’t care. If I got loose, I would break my doctor’s oath and kill this man. I got slapped hard for my effort. His hand went around my throat with a vice grip. I wouldn’t die being weak. I looked up at him defiant through the pain. The last thing I heard was a loud bang.
There was nothing a moment later.
Billy
Raging. An absolute mother fucking raging bull. There was no police support. They were dealing with something downtown. All we had was Franks. I’d been having a break, getting a coffee with Brian, Gerrard and Franks when Shorty’s alarm went off. Now we had just run three fucking blocks, had gotten out of the elevator to muffled screams.
We drew our guns, kicked in the door. I ran into the bedroom.
Fuck me dead!
Hannah and Shorty were on the bed. He was on top of Hannah until I tackled him off taking the gutless fucking piece of shit to the ground. I can’t say how glad I was when he started a fight. I got him to his feet and threw him into the hallway.
I was going to kill him.
Franks was with me a moment later. We got him cuffed, Franks pushed me off him. I fell on my arse, glaring up at him still ready to ring this bastard’s fucking neck. How Franks held him down and pushed me off him a second time, I didn’t know.
“I got him. Go help the boys,” Franks snapped at me. “Go, I got him.” He grabbed his radio, calling for back up and ambulances.
I walked down the hall Gerrard and Brian were there with the women.
“Get photos,” Brian said not looking at me. “Get them now. We’re going to have to move them.”
I went to the closet and checked the cameras…it was all on tape. “Got it all.”
“Then get the fuck back out here!” Gerrard snapped.
“Tell me they aren’t dead,” I said walking back into the room.
“Get the tape off their tits,” Gerrard ordered.
I shook my head and did it quickly. “Brian, how is Shorty?”
“Breathing, she has been drugged.”
“Hannah alive?” I asked.
“Yeah. Just.” Gerrard nodded.
I cut the restraints off their arms and legs. “How far off are the medics”
“Coming. Sit-rep?” Franks replied.
Gerrard took over and within ten minutes of us kicking down the door, we had the scene now covered with medics. Gerrard of course, would go with Shorty. Brian got the unenviable job of calling the boss.
I downloaded all the surveillance to what the fuck happened on to disk and gave it to Franks.
The doorman hadn’t gotten Shorty easily. But by the looks of it, he pinned her long enough to drug her. He would have a recorded copy at work but he gave the police a copy of the break in and attack.
When they took the red headed fucker out, the fucking doorman just as they had predicted, he looked at me and grinned coldly. “I fucked your girl.”
I gave him nothing. I knew better than to be stirred up by a sly prick like that. I did make a phone call and made sure that the fucker would have a welcoming party in prison. I grinned when I got off the phone.
Franks grinned and nodded. “He deserves what you did.”
“He shouldn’t have fucked my girl,” I responded.
Charlie
It wasn’t a call I wanted. It wasn’t one I expected. Dear God, I was fucking wild as I marched into Brian’s office and slammed the door behind me.
He was on the phone, he looked up and had a look of deadly calm.
I seethed while he finished his call.
He put down the receiver and stood up. “I have fucking bigger problems to deal with than you right now. I don’t want to hear I told you so’s or any bullshit. We got the guy. Hannah is going to be ok. My staff member is going to be ok… well until I go out there and kill her for coming into work, despite being told to stay at home.”
“Hannah is not ok. SHE GOT RAPED AGAIN!” I snarled.
“I suspect not, but she will be. I have linked her in with a great rape counselor and will work with her to improve her self-defense.
Hannah is our client, not you. I called and told you only because you started it. Hannah is our client, her confidentiality is paramount. I am going to need you to give me a statement in regards to why you hired us on her behalf. This will go to court. I want every fucking T crossed and I dotted. Because this fucker is not getting off.”
I was going to yell at him but right now, he seemed even more dangerous than me. I tried to think what he did in the Army again.
He walked past me. “BILLY! TAKE THIS LITTLE WENCH HOME! PUT HER IN BED AND SHOOT HER IF SHE THINKS ABOUT DOING ANYTHING MORE THAN READING A BOOK OR GOING TO THE TOILET!”
“FUCK OFF SMITH I AM JUST FINISHING MY REPORT!” a woman shouted back.
“NO! YOU ARE NOT! YOU’RE ON FUCKING LEAVE!”
“I wasn’t raped, I was just drugged a bit.”
“You were sexually assaulted,” he snapped. “Took us till an hour in the ER to work out what the fucking buzzing noise was.”
“Smith, don’t you dare! MOTHERFUCKER!”
My jaw dropped when Brian came out with her over his shoulder. “You are going home. I’m going to book you a holiday and you are going. You need to rest and recuperate.” He physically threw her to another man. “I mean it put her in bed or on the couch, shoot her if she so much as looks like she’s working.”
The other man smiled as he held the little woman who looked like she was still weak.
I couldn’t really see her face at all, but she sounded weak and tired.
Poor little woman sighed then covered her face. “I’m fine, just let me work.” She sobbed.
“Oh, stop fake crying.” Brian rolled his eyes. “Go home. I’ll be over to debrief you a little later.”
Lifting her head before giving him the bird, scowl on her face she said, “Report is finished. Save it for me.” With that, the man who was holding her carried her out.
Brian sighed and glared up at the ceiling. “Some days I want to kill her.” He walked into her office. Then a moment later, he walked back into his office and gave me a filthy look. “You don’t know how fucking frustrating it is to love that woman.”
“Is she your wife?”
“Sister in law.”
I sat down. “She was assaulted?”
He sat down and rubbed the bridge of his nose. “I thought I could hear something when we were with her but it wasn’t until they went to do the rape kit that they found a large vibrating butt plug in her and a vibrator in well…you know where.” He leaned back and shook his head. “That woman is the toughest bitch I know.”
“Is he being charged with her assault?”
“Yes. I don’t know how her tits didn’t fall off.”
“I don’t understand.”
“He bound their breasts. They were purple. I don’t understand why they were like that.”
“Makes them hypersensitive. To cause pain,” I explained. “I’m not really into that, I like breasts a normal color.”
“Me too,” he muttered. “Ok, proceed with yelling at me. I have work to do.”
“What other things have you set in place for Hannah?”
“Hannah wants to move out, she’s looking for some other place to live. We will set up security and help her move.”
“I have a spare apartment she can have close by.”
“That’s good for the interim but…”
“I mean she can have it. I will put it in her name and it will be hers.”
Brian blinked and looked at me. “Must be nice to be rich.”
“Sometimes. Other times, it is a pain in the ass. What are you going to do about your sister in law?”
“I’m going to book her a holiday, put Shorty on a plane and not tell her where she’s going.”
I nodded, got a note pad off his desk and wrote down the address of the apartment “This will be ready in three days. I will have it professionally cleaned and you will have time to put in security.” I gave it back to him. “You do a great job around here. I was hoping Hannah wouldn’t be hurt more but according to the detective, the case is solid. Send me an ongoing contract for security on her home and if she needs it personal, I will put the money aside for her.”
Brian nodded as I got up.
I went home wondering how the fuck I had seen Brian’s sister in law twice and never seen her face properly. I also wondered if she owned a hair brush.
Hannah
I was shaking like a leaf with nerves. I had just knocked on Charlie’s door. I wanted to see that he was ok and thank him for his help. I was ok. At the time, I had been more worried about Kate.
I knocked again. Maybe he wasn’t home? I frowned and went to leave. I heard the lock on the door move. I stopped while looking up at the very sexy man that would die well before his time.
He looked me over and then he moved. His large arms went around me. I was locked in his embrace. “I am so sorry,” he said softly into my neck. “I asked them not to put the woman in with you. I thought they could stop them.”
She held on to him, smelling his cologne. “They did stop him. They were brilliant. Thank you so much for getting me out of that nightmare.” My feet left the floor and I looked up at him then at the door as he shut it. I didn’t even feel him move. Now I was inside. I was with this beautiful man. I actually felt, safe.
He took my chin and inspected the hand marks on my neck. “I’m going away tomorrow. Going to do some things on my bucket list,” he said sounding guilty.
When did I decide to sleep with him? Oh, like a second ago. “I am glad.”
“Are you ok?”
“I wasn’t scared this time. I was angry about the fact he hurt the woman helping me. I will survive. I’m ok.”
He frowned. “You don’t look it. I hate how he marked you.” He touched my neck. “I hate what he did.”
“So do I, but he won’t do it again.” Gazing up at him, I noted he looked so guilty when he had no reason to. “I came to talk to you about this ludicrous idea that I am to move into one of your apartments.”
He smiled. “I have already gifted it to you. I don’t need it anymore. You need a fresh start and somewhere safe. I promise it is beautiful.” He touched my face and then my neck.
I watched his eyes. He was just being himself. Not trying to control me. Not trying to get me into bed. Just concerned about my welfare. “You are very generous. Thank you,” I said softly.
“You have scrubbed your skin too hard,” he whispered. “Please don’t hurt yourself. You are not dirty.”
I gave him a little smile and nodded. “I feel it. I would love nothing for it to go away but it won’t. But they have set me up with
some really good support—eventually, I will be ok.”
He nodded. “I know you will.”
Here goes. Wouldn’t have come if I didn’t want to sleep with him, so here goes nothing. “Will you wash him off me? Make a new memory?”
He didn’t look surprised or grossed out. He held out his hand.
“One night.”
“It’s all I need.” I took his hand.
He walked me through to what was a beautiful bathroom. Everything he owned was exquisite in fact. He turned the water on and started filling the bath. I was kind of hoping we would just have sex with the lights off. My breasts were still discolored. I had bruises everywhere and suddenly, I didn’t want to be naked.
He turned his back and started unbuttoning his shirt. I watched in the mirror. His body still gorgeous and strong, despite the cancer ravaging him that would claim his life. He took off his shirt throwing it on the floor. He stepped out of his shoes, took off his socks before taking off his suit pants and boxers in one go.
He stood bare before me and watched me like a hawk for a minute before he reached out and unbuttoned my top.
I didn’t stop him, but I did look away. I didn’t want to see his reaction.
“Why did you look away?” he asked softly. “Do I frighten you?”
I shook my head. “I thought we would just have sex with the lights off.”
He chuckled. “When I’m done there won’t be an inch of you that I haven’t touched.” He slid my shirt off my shoulders. “I have waited years to see you naked. Do you really think I would turn off the lights when I have someone as beautiful as you to look at?” He reached around and unclasped my bra, letting my poor boobs free.
I looked away and shook my head.
“I hate what he did to you. But even with a few bruises, you are stunning.” He bent down and removed my skirt and panties. “Look at me,” he commanded softly.
I shut my eyes, taking a shaky breath and looked dow
n at him.
With his eyes on mine, he leaned forward and ran his nose up my slit.
I stared at him shocked.
He winked at me then grinned as he stood up smoothly. He picked me up and got into the tub with me.
He sat down and the water was not only the perfect temperature but having him hold me against his chest, it felt divine. I lay against him listening to his heart. He held me like that for a few minutes before I was moved off his lap. Getting the liquid soap that smelled of Ylang ylang and rose, he washed every inch of my skin. Massaging small circles into my sore, bruised body.
I went to grab the soap to return the favor but Charlie shook his head. “This is for you. When I’m done, you will never have to scrub yourself again. He will be gone and you can move on.”
I let him wash me. I relaxed and before I knew it, I was begging for his touch. Oh my, it had been so long since I last got seduced that I didn’t even realize it was happening!
We got out of the bath. He dried me before quickly drying himself.
I was panting.
“If you don’t want sex, say so now.” He looked me over, his eyes dark with lust.
“Be gentle, don’t hold me down,” I almost choked on my words. “And please don’t choke me.”
I was scooped up and taken to his bed. “I want to fuck him off you. I want you to orgasm till you pass out on the sheets. I want you to be happy, not let that fucker hold you back from finding someone nice and settling down. One night, Hannah. That is all you get.”
He was begging me for understanding. He wanted me to know that this was going to be it. I would never see him again.
Slowly, I nodded.
He looked pleased then put me on the bed and picked up a tie hanging over the end of the bed. “Hands out. I am a Dom, some things I can’t change. I will be the one touching. Not you. Understand.”
Putting my wrists out to him answered that question.
He tied them loosely and then we kissed.
Fucking hell, I got wet, my breathing kicked up a notch and I couldn’t touch this handsome man because he’d tied my FUCKING HANDS!
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