Lucifer and Temptations ~ Closed for Aussie_Wolf

Lucifer heard the anger in her words and knew he would do anything for her to make up for his earlier mistake. He had thought the man was just another rich idiot who thought his money could buy him whatever he wanted and once he found someone who was not interested in it and was willing to not only stand up to him but actually threaten him with ease, would back down.

He had been wrong. The man could not take a hint and now Krystal was paying for it. "Do not worry my dear. I never kill, but I know a great deal about torment. Indeed I can guarantee that he will think he feel that his life has become a living hell as will anybody else I find has been involved in this and with Trisha's situation."

Of course what could happen to them here was nothing to what awaited them, but she hardly needed to know about that.

"Now let's see to the horses. I think they could use your gentle touch and reassurance, and you can tell me exactly who is missing. Then again perhaps you should just prepare for an influx of horses. I believe after today Sean will not be needing his and they might need a place to stay."
 
Krystal listened carefully to his choice of words and most of it brought that faint smile back. She comforted the two dogs that woke up first and slowly stood up, turning towards Lucifer. That faint smile became a wicked little grin and felt her spirits perking up. Krystal leaned up and gave him a quick kiss while taking his hand and walked towards the stable.

"I have a sudden desire now.. Do you wish to know what it is? Something I am certain you will enjoy."

Krystal smiled with his curious glance, though she didn't say anything right away. It honestly didn't her very long to tend to the horses and get a head count. All the while kept silent to keep Lucifer curious about her desires now. She did frown and grew angrier when her fathers horse was among the missing. Though, she did smile with the thought that if they were men, the horse did at least get a few good kicks in.

"It appears there are eight horses missing. Four of which are not mine, which means if I do not get them back soon, my reputation will be tarnished. So his reputation needs to be tarnished as well."

She reached out to sooth the stallion, letting him out of the stall so he can visit with the depressed mare. She was curled in the hay, not speaking or responding to anything. Krystal hoped the stallion would at least comfort her, especially since he was just as stressed.

"My desire is to obtain everything and anything he owns. Trisha can stay in his home, do as she pleases with her life. but it will all be in my name. His lands, his business... everything."

Krystal watched as the stallion stood next to the mare protectively and while it did make her happy to see. It was also a kick to the gut, she should have been here and not so far away. If she was here, none of this would have happened and she chewed herself out for not being here.
 
Lucifer smiled at her as she voiced her wishes. He was proud of her. He wondered if she knew just how much she had changed. If this had happened on the day he had met her, he was sure she would have meekly stood by as the police did there best to find out what had happened and then cried herself to sleep.

Now though she was urging him to destroy the man and take everything he had. She was definitely coming out of her shell and he loved it.

However as she looked at the Stallion and Mare he could see the anguish she was putting herself through as well. He knew what she was thinking of course. He didn't have to be a mind reader to know exactly what she was thinking. 'If only I had been here, I could have done something, I could have stopped them, It's my fault, Why did I go out?"

He needed to nip this in the bud right now. Turning her to face him he cuddled her in tight and then kissed her softly. "There would have been nothing you could have done, and you would only have been hurt if you had tried. It is not your fault Krystal," he reassured her.

Cuddling her again he looked at the horses over her head and spoke to them and her at the same time. "Of course it goes without saying that your wish is my command. Give me a week and Sean will be living on the street, or in jail if you prefer. Maybe I can introduce him to a nice man called Bubba that can keep him company for the next 30 years or so," he chuckled.
 
She did want to break down and cry, he made fighting it more difficult as he held her. Some tears did break free and she was certain there will be more later tonight. Until then she would bury the emotions deep down since tears and tossing a hissy fit will do no good.

"It feels like it my fault though. I have top of line security, people trust me to care and keep their horses safe. The only real person that knows how my security works is Sean since he helped install it. That is how I know he is involved, otherwise the alarms would have gone off and the police would be here by now."

Krystal remained in his arms for a couple more moments before finally pulling away to turn around. She walked over to stall that is suppose to be holding her horse and felt a sudden loss. There were many tracks in the dirt, the stall trashed from the horses obvious fight. Boards broken all throughout the stall, deep hoof track digging into the dirt, there's even blood on the ground and the walls. She frowned at the idea that he was so stressed and had to fight, hoping the blood was human and not the horses.

"The only way for this to happen and not set the alarms is if they were shut off or cut. The police won't do anything, but if I have any video of it all, I will report it. I have to do some things by the book otherwise I will be a suspect. That's the last thing I want."
 
Lucifer nodded. Good she was thinking clearly, but he could still feel all her sadness and grief bottled up inside of her. He would have to get things done today but he was not going to leave her home alone tonight.

However he knew something that might cheer her up immensely. He led her down the rows of stalls until he reached one that was not normally used. Inside was her pride and joy.

"Well I couldn't very well leave him in his own stable now could I," he told her. "He had put up such a fight he pretty well wrecked it."

Smiling at the big fella he turned to her. "Don't worry,most of the blood in there was not his. He has some scrapes on his fetlocks and some small cuts and abrasions on his flanks that I treated last night and will need to be watched but other than that he is fine.I think they really wanted him though and we both know why, but gave up because he fought so hard."

He didn't tell her Trisha had been about to ride off on him because he was so exhausted he had no fight left in him. She didn't need to know that.

"Spend some time with him, then report this to the police and have any video evidence ready for them. I have to go and set some wheels in motion but I will be back before tonight I promise."

He kissed her gently again then walked out of the barn and towards his car. As he did his clothes changed and when he got in he was wearing a dark black suit, glossy black shoes, a white shirt and now slicked back hair. Anyone that knew him would recognize it as his 'Business' outfit.

As he drove away he pushed a button on his phone and after only several rings Maize's voice answered him.

"What is it Lucifer. It's too early to be up," she said in a whiny tone.

"Maize get dressed, I have a job for you," he told her in a no nonsense voice. "Someone needs punishing."

On the other end of the line Maize licked her lips and smiled.
 
Krystal stayed hugged Lucifer tightly after showing that her horse is safe and it did overwhelm her with joy. Eventually she, very reluctantly, let go of him to tend to the horse. Right now she would be totally lost without Lucifer and smiled while watching him leave. Shortly afterwards she hugged the horse tighter than ever and finally cried it all out, naturally the horse did what it could to comfort her.

Eventually the horse started to do its normal silly things that made her laugh while she brushed him out and gave him treats. Though she had to get this day started and it was a good time to let the horses out again. From the sounds of it, Lucifer had just put them all away, so she figured it would be a good reason to make it up to him. After a short while she went to the main stables to check on the cameras she had set up. They were all covered with black cloth, telling her that nothing useful would be on the videos. More than anything she wanted to clean the place up, however knew it would not be a good idea as the police could at least get all the prints.

She managed to finish the breakfast sandwich he had made her earlier, it was cold now but it didn't seem to bother her much. Deciding to check on the dogs one more time and get them fed properly, double checking the ground for pills or any other treats. For now, she kept them pinned up in their kennel area to keep a better eye on them in case they had a bad reaction to the drugs.

It would be a couple of hours before she made her way back into the house to see how her new guest is working out. From what she can tell, Trisha hadn't stolen any cars so far. Which from everything else this morning, was a very good thing. Once inside she found the dishes and kitchen cleaned up, all the dishes were neatly on the counter to dry. She figured Trisha probably didn't know where they went which was fine. Though, Trisha wasn't anywhere in sight and thought maybe she went upstairs where Lucifer told her. Come to find out, she fell asleep curled up on the couch and Krystal took a blanket from the closet to drape over her.

Then came the dreadful climb up the stairs to check on the security videos and made even more dreadful calls. Luckily she knew the owners well enough and thought of a reasonable payment to make up for this mess. The first thing she did though is call the police to deal with them and their uselessness in all this. She wondered what to do with Trisha though, having high doubts that she will want police right now.
 
It did not take Lucifer all that long to make the drive back to his Bar that day. When you had the ability to make people forget you and what you were doing, it was amazing just how fast you could actually drive on the highways.

As he walked into his apartment he was seething. How dare anyone try to take from someone he had under his protection. Did this man not learn. He had been warned once and now he was going to pay and dearly.

He threw himself down into his favorite leather chair and sat looking out his large windows at the city thinking until Maize handed him a glass of scotch. "So what's up. I haven't seen you this fired up since that time in Scotland," she chuckled. "Remember those two sisters you..." she trailed off as she saw the look on his face.

"I want you to find out everything you can about a Sean Broderick. Where he lives, how many houses he owns, where he banks, where he hides his money, who he knows, everything. I want to know everything about this man and everyone closely associated with him in two days."

Maize didn't even bother replying. She just nodded and strode to the elevator. Whoever this guy was he had made a huge mistake when he had upset her boss.

Lucifer had the inklings of a plan, but he needed to know more about the man. He was pretty sure he had a handle now on the personality of Sean and what he wanted to do to Krystal. He was a control freak, especially about women. Look what he had done to his niece, probably because she had dared talk back to him or something else just as petty.

Now Krystal had turned on him in his eyes. She refused to sell him a horse he wanted, and by having him on the property Sean probably saw his influence fading. He would try to bury Krystal or destroy her because of that and Lucifer was going to offer to help him.

Getting up he made several calls, one of which was to the most esteemed lawyers in town. Everyone knew all the good lawyers belonged to the devil.
 
The next hour or so dragged on forever for Krystal as she made her phones, listening to her clients cry over the phone were the worst part of it. The four owners made certain they would be here when the police came to give all the descriptions they can. They were not upset with Krystal and more than anything wanted to keep using her services as they know how wonderful she is.

She did find some videos around the dog kennels as it seemed they failed to take care of that particular camera. Perhaps they didn't know about it since she installed it later on her own. It is difficult to say why it didn't get cut, but she didn't dwell over it either as it was the only thing she had. It showed two or three men, very clearly, feeding the stressed out dogs those steaks she found. Naturally the dogs were distracted enough to eat what was given to them. Something Krystal is going to have break them of, train them to eat only what she gives them. That is later down the road though.

The police would be here in roughly a half hour, since it wasn't much of an emergency there was no need to rush. Also, she did live on the outskirts of the main city limits too. In the meantime she went back downstairs to deal with Trisha, not honestly wanting to wake her up. It needed to be done though and with caution since Krystal had no idea the reaction would be.

Trisha did wake up with a startled reaction and Krystal felt bad for it, even more so after watching Trisha curl up tighter.

"Don't worry, you are safe.. It is just you and me here... For a short while at least."

Krystal sighed and waited for Trisha to come back to her own senses, giving her a moment to remember where she is. Meanwhile she sat in a chair across from Trisha giving all the indications that no harm will come to her.

"The police on their way. Do not worry, they are not here for you. Unless you want them to be involved with your situation. However, considering you do not wish to return home... Yes, I overheard that... I assume you wish to keep them out of it."

Trisha fell silent at the news, fear and almost a sense of relief filling her eyes with the mention of police. Then she sat up and curled her knees up to her chest, holding the blanket tighter. She couldn't look Krystal in the eyes and glanced around to see if Lucifer was around. Finally Trisha gained some of her nerves, shaking her head no towards what Krystal had said.

"No, please... I do not wish to involve the police. I have nothing useful to give them.... Please, don't tell them about me. I just want to...."

Krystal smiled after hearing the confirmation, lifting a hand up to silence the near panic attack. Honestly Krystal did feel bad for her and felt handing her over to the police would be the option. Then again, it would also be extremely stressful with all their questions and probing to make Trisha slip up.

"Come with me then."

Krystal led Trisha upstairs to the spare bedroom and pulled out a chest full of clothes from the closet.

"Stay up here until I come for you. These are older clothes, pretty old fashion for your tastes most likely. But they should fit you fair enough until we get you some better clothes. Knowing Lucifer, that wait won't be a long one."

Leaving Trisha in the room to do what she wanted and went back to gather up what she could for the police.
 
Lucifer's plans had been set in motion and there was not much else he could do. Tomorrow was going to be an extremely busy day and as he drove back towards Krystal's home he made a call to Sean. It had not taken him long to find the man's private number. It was picked up on the fourth ring.

"Sean, it is Lucifer, Lucifer Morningstar. We met at Krystal's ranch the other day. I must say that was some slick work your men pulled off last night taking those horses." He heard and sensed Sean going to hang up and he called out. "Oh I wouldn't hang up if I was you my friend. I have a little proposition for you."

There was about ten seconds of dead air on the other side of the phone and then Sean's voice replied to him. "I am not saying I have any knowledge of what you are talking about, but exactly what could you offer me that I could not get for myself Mr Morningstar?"

Lucifer smiled. He had him nibbling, now to set the hook. "Why inside knowledge of course Mr Broderick. I am tiring of playing with krystal and it is time to move on. However if you could make it worth my while,I think I could be persuaded to help you in your little scheme to ruin her."

"And what makes you think I wish to do that?" he asked him.

"Oh just a wild guess sir, purely speculation on my part. Perhaps I could come by tomorrow and discuss it in more detail."

He had put a little bit of coercion in that and although it didn't work well over electronic devices, he did want this badly so he hoped it was enough.

"Very well Mr Morningstar, why don't you join me for lunch. Say 1 oclock at my ranch."

"I will be there."

He hung up and grinned. He would have to go slowly but he hoped by the end of the week his plan would have come to fruition. Well he hoped the police had been by the time he got back to Krystals so he could take the girls shopping. He never knew when a bit of retail therapy failed to cheer up a woman.
 
The police were taking their sweet time, claiming that there was another emergency before they could come out here. Krystal so badly wanted to clean up the mess the robbers had left behind. Though, she did alter one aspect of the crime scene... Trisha's foot prints. If they asked about them, she could simply say they were her own, showing off her barefeet, yet if they were serious about the scene, they would easily find a size difference. Beyond that little alteration, Krystal reluctantly left everything as it stood.

When the police finally did get there, it surprised her to see a handful of them pulling up into the driveway. She had mentioned the wounds on one of the horses, so they had brought their own vet with them for evidence and reports. Of course she made certain if they did that, it had to be a female. The whole time she watched them carefully going over every inch of the stables, at the point thankful that she decided to let the horses out. Otherwise it would have been stressful on them seeing strangers combing through their stalls.

She made her report on what little she knew, gave them the steaks so they could examine exactly what pills were used. The vet also took blood samples of each of the dogs, for a variety of reasons of course. What she couldn't give them though is Lucifer side of the story and even then, she didn't give them his name without his permission. The most she said is that it was a friend of hers and he should be back sometime soon. Although, she had no idea when he would be back. The other clients that had their horses taken were also there to give descriptions of the stolen horses.

They took what video she actually had before the cameras were covered, yet the only video that actually had faces were the one off the dogs kennels. Other than that, all that was seen were hands covering the lens with the black cloth. They decided to take all the cameras into evidence, wanting to get better prints off them considering their location, it wasn't easy to do it in the stables. The hardest and longest part of the process were taking samples of the prints in the dirt, she had to explain the ones that were hers and Lucifers, leaving the others unidentified.

When Lucifer finally pulled up, only three police remained, two of which waited around to talk with him while the other finished cleaning up. Krystal went to Lucifer and greeted him with a kiss as he got out of the car.

"They wish to speak with you. I haven't given them your name yet, leaving that to you. Also I haven't mentioned told them anything about her."

Krystal quietly and quickly gave him the heads up just as the officers walked up to them.
 
Lucifer kissed Krystal back then smiled at the officers that strolled up to talk to him. He was not all that impressed as they all ready looked bored and he could see that anything he told them was not going to really matter. He could give them an accurate description of the people involved and an address of where to find them and they would still dismiss this case as too far beneath them.

He gave them his name and both of them raised their eyebrows and he had to provide them with his license before they would believe he was not pulling their legs. He gave them a run down of what he had found that morning, excluding the bits about Trisha of course, and he told them where he had been and exactly what he had done in the barn.

He had to provide fingerprints for elimination purposes and then they all left and he walked Krystal inside. He put the kettle on and then made three strong cups of tea. Nothing settled the nerves better than a good cup of tea. Well except for alcohol, but now was not the time for that.

He called out for Trisha telling her it was safe to appear and once they were all sitting down he smiled at the two women. "I have put a small plan in motion that I hope will see Sean get what is coming to him very shortly. I will know more tomorrow, but for now we just have to sit back and wait. however that does not mean we have to mope around."

Smiling he gestured towards his car. "I promised Trisha we would go clothes shopping and I think it would be good for you to come too Krystal. After all, having a female there to judge what looks good might be needed."

H smiled then looked towards the barn and the remaining horses. "Don't worry about them either. I have some security looking out for them." She didn't need to know exactly what type of security it was. Suffice to say, from now on nobody that did not belong on the property would be able to set foot on it.
 
Krystal waited until the police were finally gone, giving them her finger prints as well while wondering if they would find Trisha's prints on anything. Though, she figured they would cross that bridge when and if it ever came.

"They said that I was the fifth one hit this month. Most of the stolen horses had been racing horses. Though they found no trace of where they are. Of course, to the police, all horses probably look the same. They wouldn't know a stolen horse if it landed in their lap."

She spoke while following him into the house and listened to his suggestions and instantly she fell quiet. Almost sick at the idea of leaving here again so soon. Krystal didn't want to go anywhere and that much was more than obvious. Her attention needed to remain here at home, to get things back into order. However, she knew all to well by now that there is no arguing such things with Lucifer, especially when he sets his mind to something.

"I don't know how much help I will be. You already know my fashion sense. I am certain hers is far more practical than mine."

Krystal glanced over what Trisha had chosen to wear, a simple white long sleeve, only a bit more tight fitting than what Lucifer had given her. It from the elbows down it flared out and she replaced the pants he gave her earlier with simple jeans that fit her better than they ever did Krystal.

"I don't really wish to leave as you can probably guess. But give me a few moments to get changed."

She sighed as she stood up and laughed a little, mostly to herself more than anything.

"And here I was thinking after the other night it would be a relaxing day."

With that she turned to go upstairs and find something to change into, although she was perfectly fine with what she had on. She knew that Lucifer would want her wearing something that showed her off a little more.
 
Lucifer watched Krystal start to head upstairs and then walked over and took her arm. "What you have on is perfectly okay with me. Today is just about relaxing and getting your mind off of what has happened," he smiled a wry smile, "If only for a little while. I know you would much rather stay here and be around the horses that are left, but if you do that you are just going to brood and blame yourself even more. You need to get away, just for a little while before we come back and deal with all this."

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her then began to lead her out to the car. "Besides I love your fashion sense, just not in formal wear," he teased her.

There wasn't too much space in the back, but luckily Trisha wasn't a large girl and her eyes lit up when she saw his car. She jumped in and he helped Krystal into the front seat, before he drove off. He decided to keep things casual, so instead of the inner city boutiques they had visited before he headed to the nearest mall.
 
Krystal did smile into the kiss, blushing slightly after realizing Trisha was watching. Once in the car, Krstal watched the ranch disappear the further they went. She did look back in the mirror a couple times to check on Trisha, glad to see that she seemed in better spirits. Yet, a lot of that could just be a mask too, Krystal couldn't imagine being in that situation. Almost wondering what Sean would have if she did accept all his advances.

"By the way...I don't brood as you put it. There's a lot of cleaning up to do. But it appears I need a new security system, so I guess this day trip of yours can't hurt."

Krystal stuck her tongue out at him as they drove. Trisha sat quietly in the back while getting a better idea of the ranch she was on. A lot of it shocked her as she recalled seeing many pictures of it at Seans place. Then she realized how deeply connected this Krystal chick is to Sean.

As they pulled up into mall, Trisha grew slightly concerned and finally spoke up.

"I .. I know that this trip is mostly for me. But, considering how long I have been... well... away... I amnot sure how or when.. I will be able to pay you back."
 
Lucifer looked at Trisha as they got out and shook his head. "Look Trisha, I know this might seem a bit unreal to you after all you have been through, but I seriously don't want anything from you. I have money of my own, actually more money than I know what to do with, so I don't need yours, and helping a young lady in distress is my pleasure."

Smiling he began to lead them both inside then he subtly put Trisha in the middle of them. She had been locked up alone for most of the time, and when people had visited her they had probably only done so for one reason. it would be best if she had support on both sides just in case she had a panic attack. Luckily it was the middle of the day on a weekday, so the place was not packed.

They made it to a store Krystal assured him Trisha would like, and by her smile she was right. He smiled at the two of them and gestured around at the racks. "Well Trisha you are going to need several outfits at least and," lowering his voice and bending down to speak in her ear, "A lot of underwear," he chuckled, "So just get what you want."

Turning to Krystal he smiled. "If you find anything you like add it to the pile. I will go sit in the 'Husbands' chair and be prepared to be dazzled," he laughed.
 
Krystal watched Lucifer around Trisha, clearly noting he had in between them. A tiny hint of jealousy crept in, yet she kept silent thinking he had his reasons. Krystal wasn't too horribly certain when it came to dealing with Trisha. Oh sure, she had the poor me act down really good. Clearly Lucifer fell for it too. Which might be one reason Krystal wanted to remain guarded.

The biggest question is "why did they just let her go?". Kidnappers that hold their prey for that long don't "just let go" like that. Still, perhaps she will talk to him about it later. Right now didn't seem like the place, nor the time. Plus, for the moment Trisha did seem happy to be free. A little shy and cautious around others, but happy all the same.

For the time, krystal decided to simply watch and keep a close eye on the girl. She did have to admit, Trisha did show signs of neglect, but bruising can easily be falsely created. As for the thinness, Krystal had no answers for that.

For the most part it seemed that Trisha started to attach herself to Krystal, keeping close to her, following where she went. They both picked out clothes, Trisha naturally had the bulk of it, where Krystal only picked a few things. Trisha wasn't too shy about the underwear, appearing to be grateful for having them again. All in All, Trisha did manage too keep the amount pretty tame. Only getting what she needed.

Krystal came up to Lucifer with a shy little smile, leaning down to kiss him.

"I believe we are good to go once it's all packed up and paid for. I hope we didn't keep you waiting too long."
 
Lucifer smiled and kissed her then pulled her in for a quick hug. As he did so he whispered in her ear. "I don't fully trust her either. Keep an eye on her." Releasing her he smiled and got up, walking over to the register he paid for thee goods and then sighed. He gathered up all the bags and turned to the ladies.

"Well who's hungry. It is amazing how sitting around can make someone hungry. Let's grab something to eat before our next stop. After all one can't get new clothes without shoes."

Smiling he led them to the food mall where they ordered food, and chatted for awhile. He tried to keep the conversation light, but every now and again he would talk about college things and what he had done (Pure fabrications), what Krystal had done, and he would try to draw out what Trisha had done. He did not make it seem like he was questioning her, but that they were just talking. He hoped she might slip up or disprove her story, or on the other hand tell them more about her family and Sean.

Soon he had them on their way to a shoe store and as Trisha was happily trying on several different pairs he pulled Krystal aside. "So what do you think, a plant or genuine?"
 
Krystal was a little shocked that he seemed to know what she felt. Then again, nothing he did should surprise her anymore. But all in all, she smiled after he whispered that and nodded. She listened and watched Trisha carefully while ate. Noticing a couple flaws in her stories, Trisha claimed she was attending the same college that Krystal went to, yet a few things were out of place. Also the hesitation with some questions didn't add up.

Although when it came to family stuff, Trisha couldn't stop talking about those memories. Sean is her mothers brother, they had a huge fall out due to his attitude. Although Sean made certain to stay close to Trisha, giving her all her hearts desire, even paying for whatever college. All of that made sense to Krystal, and some memories of Sean did add up. Her description of sean certainly fit the bill.

When Lucifer pulled her to side though, Krystal did keep glancing towards Trisha. She thought about his question for a moment.

"I believe that Sean is in fact her uncle. Yet, Some things don't add up. I see how close she keeps to you, the way she sat with you at lunch. I think on some level she is false. She certainly doesn't act like rape victim ... At least in public. She should be shying away from you, not getting closer."

Krystal thought about it some and grinned, knowing Lucifer might have some fun with the idea. Although, she might get a little jealous herself. That was neither here nor there since it'll be her idea.

"Perhaps we can take her to a real lingerie store, say I want to pick up a few things. See how she reacts. Also perhaps you can make some subtle moves on her. Certain touches, holding her hand. Just simple things that some in her situation would react to. But, I feel that she is meant to put a wedge between us."
 
Lucifer nodded to her and smiled. He had felt the same way about her subtle advances. The night he had found her, her clinginess could be explained away simply by survivors syndrome. She had latched onto him as the person who had found her and had not wanted to let go until she was safe.

However he had been surprised when she had not transferred over to Krystal the next morning. After all if sh had been constantly raped by men, he would have assumed she would be fearful of them and not want to have anything to do with them.

Oh he knew his personality and natural charm had a lot to do with it. Okay his demonic aura and charm, but he had toned that right down and had only used enough to put her at ease. What Krystal was saying made perfect sense.

He was surprised at her plan though. He had been going to suggest that they just continue to subtly question her and let her dig a bigger hole for herself. However her plan would give them faster results and definitely tell them if her story was true or not.

"Nothing will drive a wedge between us my pet," he said giving her a smoldering kiss. Patting her behind they rejoined Trisha and he led them through the mall again. As if by accident he led them towards a lingerie shop and glanced in the window while holding Trisha's hand, which she had eagerly grabbed.

"Krystal, didn't you want to get some new pieces to match that new gown you just bought," he prompted. "It looks like they have some nice things in here. Perhaps you can even convince Trisha to try some things on. Maybe that will cheer her up," he said giving her hand a squeeze and chuckling.

He led the girls inside and started to look around. Then he glanced at Trisha. "Oh right I guess I need to know your measurements if I am going to pick out something for you to wear aren't I."
 
Trisha didn't mind the hand holding so much, there were moments when she did shy as people looked at them. Though, Krystal held his other hand and both girls appeared to be “with” him intimately. Although Trisha did cling closer to him than Krystal did, acting a bit unnatural. It was almost as if she is trying too hard to gain his affections.

The lingerie store did embarrass her though and Trisha did hesitate some to go inside. Her cheeks burning deeply as he spoke of picking something out for her. Krystal wondered off on her own, mainly to leave the two of them alone, hoping Lucifer would get more out of Trisha. Not to say she didn't find a few things to pick out to surprise Lucifer later.

Trisha though kept glancing back to see where Krystal was in the store before answering his question.

“Well, I am about this size...”

She held up a green and black g-string with a matching lacy bra. Although, the shyness as she did so could clearly be seen.

“However, I do not see why you would wish to pick something out for me. You are with her.

Trisha glanced over her shoulder, giving a little nod towards Krystal, then looking back at Lucifer while putting the skimpy outfit back.

“Will she not get upset if you see me in such things? Also, I doubt you would wish to see me wearing some sexy with all these marks painting my skin.”

Trisha held up her arms as if to remind him of her abuse. There is some sadness lingering in her eyes as the bruises seemed to remind herself of the situation she's in. Yet, she didn't seem to be against the idea of showing off for him either.

“Perhaps I should just wait outside. Nothing in here can make what they did to me sexy. Especially to someone like you.”

She turned to leave, though did it slowly enough to make it known that she wanted to stay. That she wanted HIS approval that she is still pretty enough for his tastes.
 
As soon as Trisha picked out a set of lingerie and showed it to him, he knew for certain that whatever else had happened to her, she had not been subjected to any type of sexual abuse. No woman that had just escaped from even a few days would be willing to even contemplate showing another male what she wore under her clothing, let alone pick out anything so sexual so soon after escaping her captors.

If that wasn't enough the way she said 'Her' when referring to Krystal left him in little doubt of what she was going to try to do. He gave a small smile and wondered how to play this. Knowing what she was now here for put them in the box seat. They could feed her false information and see if her Uncle took the bait, and at the same time they could have a bit of fun with her. Of course he would have to discuss that with Krystal. Still she had agreed to do whatever he wanted, but this was a bit beyond those parameters.

As she tried to walk away he grabbed her hand and pulled her back, turning her around so she faced him. "Don't be silly Trisha. You are still a very attractive woman and anyone that can't see that past a few bruises doesn't deserve you anyway."

Smiling he pulled her in for a hug and then he kissed her on her forehead. "Now I want you to get that set of Lingerie and why don't you try to find a few more pieces as well. I am sure they will look stunning on you are they are sure to cheer you up."

As she walked off with a smile on her face he saw Krystal and motioned her over subtly. She slowly made her way over and began to ask his opinion on a set she had to cover their real conversation.

"You were right, she is definitely here to spy and or try to split us up," he told her in a whisper. "Oh I don't know," he said in a normal voice, "Perhaps in a white?"
"I think we should keep her around for a little while and see if we can use her to draw her Uncle into a trap. Of course that might mean me getting a little closer to her and us having a few fights. Of course that doesn't mean we can't sneak out to the barn at nights or during the day," he whispered cheekily.
 
Trisha wasn't too sure of how to act when he pulled her into the hug and the kiss. Sure, it was just her forehead, yet it meant more than that to her. She knew that she wasn't playing the victim bit too well. Though, at the same time, she was strictly told to not shy from Lucifer no matter what he did to her. Something she honestly didn't want to do. Sadly, what they didn't know is that she did in fact have a leash attached and had to obey the owner of that leash. Sadly, it also resulted in both of them being on to her and she knew they weren't believing her sob story.

It didn't matter though, Trisha did catch a tiny glimpse of jealous flashing through Krystal with that hug and kiss. The start of her owners plan is slowly beginning, though she couldn't tell right away how far it will go. Or if they will be just acting the further this led on. As he walked away, Trisha casually glanced outside the windows as if she was looking for someone, then touched one particular bruise on her arm knowing what hid beneath it.

Quickly she brought on the fake smiles and pretended to act interested in the under garments that were near the window. Every so often glancing up to see what the two of them were doing, wondering what his tastes actually were. At times she would try to see what Krystal held so she could find something sexier and more enticing. That thought did send shiver through her, yet strangely enough it also excited her for some unknown reason.

Krystal picked out a few items, some sexier than what she is comfortable with. Others were bland and mostly used as a distraction while talking to him. She did listen to his opinion and tried to keep from looking at Trisha too much, not wanting to make it too obvious they were talking about her.

"I actually have a couple ideas, kind of leading towards fighting. Who knows, they might help with your plans too. Though, here isn't the best of places to talk of that."

She held up the garment he pointed at and she scrunched her nose a little at the mention of white. Though, she didn't pretend to get upset or anything, instead laughed loud enough for Trisha to hear.

"Do you know how difficult it is to keep white clean? I think the dark pink one would be doable."

Krystal turned just a little to see what Trisha was doing, noticing that she had picked out a few things that would put what she had to shame. Though, she grabbed the pink corset with a garter belt and held up to herself.

"What do you think? Should I go try it on for you?"

She grinned just as Trisha came up from behind Lucifer, holding up a sheer black nighty with a very low cut V and a g-string underneath it. Having full intentions on interrupting them in case they were talking about her.

"I can not decide on what color to choose. What one do you think would look better?"

She held up two more, a white one since she heard him mention white, and one that leaned more towards a dark red wine color.
 
Lucifer half turned as Trisha came up behind them and then turned back to Krystal a smile on his face and gave her a wink to tell her he knew what she was doing as well. Then he reached over and felt the pink corset and garter.

"Mmm very nice, and you are right about the color, it is so much better. Still I would like to see it on you before I make a final decision." He leaned over and gave her a passionate kiss then turned her around and tapped her on the bottom in the direction of the change rooms. "Call out when you are ready to show me," he chuckled.

He watched her walk off then turned to Trisha and looked at what she had chosen. If there had been any doubt about her story it was dispelled when he saw her choice. There was no way she would have chosen something like this if her story was true. Still he put on a happy smile and looked at her.

"No not the white, and I don't think the black would suit you either. Let's go with the wine colored. I think it will definitely suit you a lot better."

He looked her up and down and then and unknowingly to her let his true sight wash over her. He had already known that she was not a bad person. He could spot them a mile away, and it was one of the reason's he did not trust Sean from the beginning. He had given off that aura that just screamed he would have seen him sooner than later, or would have if he was still at his regular job.

However looking at her now he could see there was something wrong with her. He couldn't tell what specifically but something was definitely off. It was almost as if she was being tugged this way and then that. Well he knew one way to find out what was going on.

Smiling he circled her again, this time allowing his hand to travel around her body, lightly touching her as he moved around her.

"Hmm, you know what, now I am not so sure. Maybe this isn't your color." Grabbing her by the waist he began to lead her towards the change rooms. He looked around but the only other women in the store when they had arrived had left, and the sales woman was more interested in her fashion magazine.

Pulling her into the small corridor he found the curtained off room Krystal was in and selected the one next to it, pulling it open and smiling at Trisha. "I think I am going to have to see it on you to make sure. Unless of course that is not what you want," he asked with a bit of disappointment in his voice. Then getting a little closer to her he put a little of his power into his voice. "Tell me Trisha, just what is it that you want?"
 
It didn't surprise Trisha all that much when he gave Krystal his full attention for a couple moments. In fact she half expected it and smiled while he sent Krystal off. What did surprise Trisha a little is having him guide her towards the changing rooms and stepping into one with her. Sure, she expected that he would want to see it on her, how else is suppose to give his opinion. Yet, having him so close, in the same room would require a bit more than just showing off the undergarments.

"I... I don't wish to disappoint you. If you want to...."

Trisha had spoken to try and cover up for the disappointment in his voice, though his last few words cut her off. She caught that look in his eyes and fell into the trap of his words, feeling as though she wanted to spill everything out. And Trisha came close to spilling out what she really wanted, her lips said one single word... "Freedom"... yet, no voice was heard to confirm it. Then she shook her head, trying to resist the spell, although there isn't any resisting it. There is no keeping up with her secret any longer, though she couldn't just out right tell him either.

"I-I want you... All of you Lucifer Morningstar! .."

Despite the obvious lie, her eyes were telling a whole different story as she reached for his hand with one hand. Lifting up other hand so he can get a better look at the bruise on her forearm, showing him a small freshly made scar. With his hand, she had him touch the bruised area, though it still hurt to have it touched, he would feel the small bump of a tracker under the skin. Then she pointed at a security camera off in a corner of the ceiling to indicate that she is being watched in some form or another.

"Does that answer your question?"

Trisha did all this in a way that if she is being watched through the cameras, or any other means, that it would appear as though she is making a move on him. The security cameras didn't actually view what is happening inside the rooms, but she didn't want to take any chances either. She didn't want to speak about what is happening because they told her that the tracker also recorded everything that was being said. Whether that is true or not, she didn't want to take the chance on slipping. She leaned up and kissed his cheek, whispering in his ear while making it look like she was kissing him.

"They hear and see everything I do.... My story isn't a lie... but they told me if I failed in this... my life in that room will get a lot worse..... I have no choices here..."

She took a step back and smiled meekly while holding up the outfits, glancing at the security camera one last time.

"So what one should I try on first? I am not afraid to show off for you Sir.. It's the least I can do to repay you for everything."

She spoke loud enough for Krystal to hear, pretending as if nothing at all happened and going forward with things.
 
Lucifer was surprised once again at the quality of women he was meeting. He watched as she mouthed the word 'Freedom' but did not give voice to it. He knew he had not put too much power behind his question, but it should have been enough to have her telling him her desires.

Still as she continued he realized just why she had not told him the truth. She came out with what was obviously a lie, but it still did contain some truth behind it, and indeed her eyes bored into his to tell him so. Then she grabbed his hand and pulled him in closer allowing it to travel up her arm as if encouraging him to caress her, she stopped at one particular bruise and pushed his fingers down on it.

He kept the surprise from his face but his eyes widened as his fingers felt the metal object beneath her skin, and then as she recognized he had done so she casually pointed at the camera located in the corner.

"Does that answer your question?"

Oh it did and more. Perhaps her story was not a lie after all. Perhaps Krystal and he had misjudged her and she was being forced to play along with whatever they asked of her, and she had been told to get close to him no matter what. He began to get angry at that. How was she feeling right now? A woman who had been constantly raped was being asked to get close to him and perhaps to even sleep with him. That was just wrong on so many levels.

Of course this could also be part of her story in case they got suspicious. Still the look in her eyes told him it wasn't. As she leaned up to kiss him he made it seem like he was enjoying her attentions and he ran his hands down her back and leaned down so she had easier access to his face.

As she told him her situation in a low whisper he gave a little squeeze to her right ass cheek to let her know he understood and to make it look good. He moved back and stood up, smiling down at her.

"That sounds wonderful my dear, but let's wait until later shall we," he chuckled.

Then looking at the outfits he looked at the wine red one and smiled. Pointing at it he touched it and held it up. "Definitely this one. I really want to see how this one looks. I will give you a little bit of privacy to change and see how Krystal is doing. Call out when you are ready."

Leaving her alone he moved next door and slipped in behind Krystal and smiled at the sight of her whistling softly. "MMM now that is a beautiful sight," he growled. He then whispered to her everything he had learned. "So we have a choice. We can believe her outright and take her at her word, or perhaps we should only believe parts." He looked at her and shrugged. "I am tempted to believe everything though. The look in her eyes when she was under my influence was just so raw. I don't think you could fake that, but I will bow to your decision, after all you have the most to loose here."
 
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