Mr. Rodgers Held Hostage...

Darla-

Darla was so excited from her viscious bullying of the teenager, and also from her earlier anger, which had abated a little, but was certainly not gone. She debated whether or not to torture the teenager further, but decided to focus her attentions on Evan for now. Let Brianna lull herself into a false sense of secutiry, that she was to be left alone. Much more fun to catch her unawares, and Darla had load of ideas to vent her emotions on the girl.

Approching Evan, Darla crouched down, and whispered into his ear. "How about you and me play a little game huh Daddy? and, if you play it well enough theres a little reward for you and Bri, but if you don't want to play, well that's your choice, I dont mind, I'll play with your baby girl instead! What would Daddy like to do, huh Evan?"
 
Evan heard footsteps moving towards him...lighter ones this time, and his body tensed in readiness, expecting a kick, or some other from of violence directed at him. Instead he heard a voice whispering near his ear.

"How about you and me play a little game huh Daddy? and, if you play it well enough theres a little reward for you and Bri, but if you don't want to play, well that's your choice, I dont mind, I'll play with your baby girl instead! What would Daddy like to do, huh Evan?"

With his head still wrapped in the pillow case, and his mouth still gagged and ducttaped, and hands tied tight, Evan couldn't do much to reply. The best he could do to show his willingness to keep her attention off her daughter was to relax his body, making it go limp. They would do what they wanted anyway, but if he could keep their focus on him, and away from Brianna, then he would do so.
 
Darla

Darla had arranged Brianna so she faced away from the room, looking into the cornor.

Darla, sensing Evan's willingness to play, removed the pillowcase and the ducttape (none too gently) from his mouth. Next she dragged him a little and secured his legs to the leg of the heavy solid wood bed. Next she grabbed two pillows off the bed, and put them under Evan's hips, lifting them. Then she undid his pants, and pulled pants and underware partially down his hips. "Right so Daddy-O here's whats going to happen! You and I are gonna fuck, and you are going to make so much noise, they'll hear you at the road. Your going to moan about what a great fuck I am and how very bad you need it, need me. Now if you do that convincingly enough, and loud enough, then Billy's gonna get mad and want me bad, and he and I will most likely fuck for the rest of the day! This means that neither you nor your daughter will be interfered with. Billy cant fuck her, while hes fucking me right? We'll still watch you both, Cassie can guard you. Do we have a deal? You gotta act good though! Billy gotta believe it. Now on the other hand, if you dont make the world think you cant get enough of me, that I not the world greatest fuck, then I'm gonna drive you balls right up into your stomach, and while you writhe in agony, Billy's gonna fuck your daughter every which way."

"Understand Daddy?"
 
Billy, after getting such a rise out of fucking with Evan's head, turned his attention towards getting the heating stove up and running. He found the matches and even a little bit of firewood, but it would not be enough to keep it going all night and he suspected it was going to be a cold night.

He had told the ladies he was going to go out and find more wood and left out of the cabin. Picking up a small flashlight from one of the drawers, he headed outside, lighting up a cigarette and puffing on it hard. This was the biggest fucking rush in his life. He had robbed people before, stolen their cars, beat them up, but he had never fucking kidnapped anyone. And now he had two! He felt as if his cock would explode out of his pants. He looked around the cabin and found a rack of wood and loaded up an arm full before turning around and heading back towards the front door. He was completely oblivious to what Darla was planning or for that moment, what Cassie was doing either...
 
Evan felt the pillowcase pulled off his face, and saw Darla's face close to his...he had never seen her face in a fully lit environment...only in the darkness of the van and inthe almost pitch black road shortly before he'd been beaten unconscious. She would have been pretty, if not for the hot anger eminating from her gaze, and the malicious, mean-spirited sneer displayed on her face. It was those flaws that displayed the ugliness inside her, beneath her pleasant outer appearance. Darla's evil grin intensified as she ripped the duct tape from Evan's face...her eyes twinked ominiously with a strange kind of glee, and Evan found himself very concerned with what she had planned.

She bent over, grabbed him by the legs, and with a small grunt of effort, began dragging him across the floor.

Alarmed, he asked, "What are you doing?"

She didn't answer, she continued to drag him over near the bed. Once there, she stopped, and grabbed some more rope that had been laying on the bed, and began to securely tie his legs to the solid wooden leg of the bed. He resisted slightly, his muscles tensing, but after what had happened with Brianna, he feared if he struggled TOO much, and started to kick and fight, his daughter would end up playing the price for his rebellion.

After Darla seemed satisfied that Evan wouldn't be able to move his legs, she stood and Evan watched her grab a couple pillows off the bed. His eyes widened, his first thought was the Darla was going to smother him to death...until she dropped them on the floor next to him, grabbed him by the belt, and lifted, raising his hips.

His body stiffened again, and again he asked, his voice tense and nervous, "Wha-what's going on? What are you doing?"

She pushed the pillows under his thighs with her foot, and then let go of his belt buckle, his ass partially cushioned, the pillows tilting his hips upward slightly at an odd angle.

Evan couldn't comprehend what Darla had in mind, but when Darla began to undo his pants, his imagination went wild, and not in a good way...thoughts of her using her knife on him, or of burning his crotch with cirgarettes, and a thousand other torturous thoughts sprang to mind, and when she grabbed his belt loops and yanked his pants down to to his knees, baring his nakedness from waist to kneecaps, he began to struggle in earnest, his body thrashing a bit.

Darla got down on her knees next to him, her voice seeming intensely threatening, as she softly spoke to him.

"Right, so Daddy-O here's whats going to happen! You and I are gonna fuck, and you are going to make so much noise, they'll hear you at the road. Your going to moan about what a great fuck I am and how very bad you need it, need me. Now if you do that convincingly enough, and loud enough, then Billy's gonna get mad and want me bad, and he and I will most likely fuck for the rest of the day! This means that neither you nor your daughter will be interfered with. Billy cant fuck her, while hes fucking me right? We'll still watch you both, Cassie can guard you. Do we have a deal?"

Evan was baffled...at first not certain he'd heard her right. She wanted to have sex with him?

"No," he thought, correcting himself, "she wants to use me to get her boyfriend pissed off, so he'll come in here, see what is happening, and kick the hell out of me while I'm tied up, with no way to defend myself."

Darla was right on one regard, though...Billy was the kind of guy who seemed to get off on violence. After the beating he'd give Evan, he probably WOULD take Darla into another room.

Darla continued speaking. "You gotta act good though! Billy's gotta believe it. Now on the other hand, if you dont make the world think you cant get enough of me, that I not the world greatest fuck, then I'm gonna drive you balls right up into your stomach, and while you writhe in agony, Billy's gonna fuck your daughter every which way."

Either way, the outcome wasn't going to be good for Evan. Billy and Darla had strife going on between them at the moment, it seemed. Darla seemed intent on provoking Billy, but Evan knew that despite being trussed up so there was no way he could possible move, Billy would blame and hurt him, probably badly.

Maybe it would be better to tell her no...but then, he was tied up, and she would get what she wanted anyway, if she really wanted this. How could he stop her?

The best he could do is hope that he wouldn't react to her touch, and stay limp. Considering the inner nature of the woman, he might be able to pull it off...he loathed her...and if Darla's assessment was accurate, and she knew Billy would react the way she thought, Billy and Darla would be busy in one of the bedrooms, and he and Brianna would be held and watched over by Cassie alone.

How would Brianna react to this? Seeing one of their captors riding him, he moaning in feigned pleasure, as if he enjoyed it? What would his wife think if they ever got away and found out? He was trying to protect Brianna...but something like this wouldn't be easy to deal with.

"Understand Daddy?"

He had no choice...but he couldn't bring himself to say the words affirming he'd do as she asked. He just turned his head away from her in resignation and surrender, and readied himself for whatever she was going to do.
 
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Darla-

"Now sweetheart, work with me on this, after all I was kind enough to turn your daughter to the wall, I could bring her over here and get her to watch, but I figure your a cleaver guy, and you'll choose the easy way. Now close your eyes, and imagine I'm your wife, or your secretary or anyone who'll help you get hard" Darla whispered in Evan's ear.

Straddling his thighs, sheleaned forward and began to to lick Evan's ear, gently, provocatively, kissing along his jawline with slow gentle kisses, and then moving on to his neck. All the while her hands gently fondled Evan's cock and balls, and after a moment he began to relax a little. Kissing and laving his neck and his chest, she worked her way to his nipple and licked it gently until each hardened. Speaking softly, gently she whispered "remember our deal baby" and as she grazed her nails gently along his flanks, Evan moaned. Darla contined her gentle nipping kisses, tonguing his naval and nipping at his hips. He was in good shape, Darla noted. Much better than many guys she had fucked and then blackmailed, extorted cash from.

Her manipulations of Evan's cock were beginning to pay off, and he was maybe half hard now. Working around his groin, she worked his upper thighs, licking, soft little love bites, and trailed her long hair over his abdomen and upper thighs.

Leaning back up she whispered "More vocal now Evan" and kissed a direct line down the center of his chest, until she reached his cock. Blowing gently on it, she watch it stir and twich. Then nuzzling him lovingly, she took each of his balls gently into her mouth, and Evan began to moan in earnest. She licked up and down his cock, circling the head with her tongue and pulling him, hand over hand until he finally reached full size.

removing an elastic band from her wrist, she wrapperd it over his cock, behind his balls and over the base of his cock again, forming a makeshift cock ring. Now he wouldnt go limp on her. Straddling his cock, she lowered herself onto his cock, and Evan was moaning loudly now. leaning forward Darla whispered "much much louder! Tell me I feel so good, that you want me so bad, that Im the best you ever had, that you want me to fuck you forever - and make it believable!" With that Darla began to ride him, and although she was using him for her own ends, she was pleasantly surprised with his length and girth. Darla began a loud moaning of her own, designed of course to attract her errant lover. "Oh Fuck yeah!" she roared as she rode Evan hard. Line by line Darla heard her instructions met, and she couldn't help but notice, that Evan was now lifting his hips too. Glancing at Brianna, she saw the girl gave the appearance of not hearing them, although Darla knew she must. "You wanna cum Daddy?" she asked Evan as she screamed her own release, which had been aided by her own hand, gathering herself she continued on shouting in extasy "Oh Fuck Yeah! Yeah!"
 
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Catch up Cassie!

When Cassie told Brianna that she was her “safest bet”, she was far from wrong!

Cassie was more than happy to drag the teenager into the cabin. If she could get her sat down and shut up then things might just calm down. The last thing they needed now was any aggro from either her or her father!

As if on cue, Evan began to move, trying with some subtlety to break his bonds. Of course Billy saw it. Cassie bit back a sigh and closed her eyes momentarily. If the guy didn’t stop trying to be the hero, he was going to get all of them into trouble by aggravating the whole situation. She winced as Billy took out the gun. Firearms scared her to death. She watched Billy put the metal against Evan’s temple, but did not dare comment, for fear of his potentially “trigger happy” mood. The guy’s courage perversely impressed her. She wondered fleetingly if her father had been in Evan’s situation, would he be as brave, or rather as foolish enough to be so defiant.

But Evan’s flaw was his obvious disgust of Evan and his criminal ways. Disgust dripped from every word he spoke and she just knew that being treated like dirt was the one thing that would send Billy crazy! Even so, when he and Darla dragged Brianna outside, she stood in shock, the cry muted as she heard the gun shots. Like Evan, she feared the worst! Her mind began racing. What would they do now? Where could they go? Two on one ... that could never stand up as self defence in court ... what they’d just done was an execution.

So fixated were the two on making Evan suffer that they were totally unaware of Cassie’s pale face as they dragged Cassie back in behind them. Evan it seemed was broken, at least for the time being. She prayed that he would not try anything again, for all their sakes. Cassie managed a strained smile as Billy walked past her and tried not to breathe a sigh of relief that once again things could perhaps begin to settle down.

She crossed to the weeping teenager and sat beside her. Part of her wanted to break down and cry just like Brianna, but Cassie did not have the luxury to do so. Instead she smoothed the young girl’s skirt down to hang more modestly and eased her upright, her touch firm, but lacking the viciousness of Darla. As if on cue Darla moved across to them, her eyes locked on Cassie’s. Cassie did not have a clue what it was that Darla had planned, but she had seen that look before and knew that it didn’t bode well. Reaching round Cassie, Darla pulled Brianna forward and shoved her round, so that she was facing the corner. Cassie through Darla a questioning glance, but it wasn’t until Darla went over to Evan and began taunting him that Cassie realised just what Darla intended to do.

Beside her she could feel Brianna trembling.
She herself felt sick at Darla’s game.
Mainly she was repulsed by the whole daddy-little girl play in front of his young daughter and secondly, Cassie was disgusted by the way she spoke of Billy. Sure she accepted that Darla was the more “wild” element in Billy’s sex life, but this whole sick parody just revolted her.
But still she watched, watched the scene that the teenager was spared. Watched until she was sure that Darla was totally absorbed in her torture of Evan and then eased around to Brianna, pulling her knife, she eased her arm around the girl and heard a half sob, half gasp.

”Not a sound ...”

Cassie whispered, moving the knife downwards, past her middrift, down her thighs and to the knees that were bound. Deftly the knife sliced at the bonds, making it possible for Brianna to move her legs more freely.

”Don’t do anything stupid ...”

She warned the girl.

” ... run now and we’re all dead ... “

It wasn’t a threat that she’d kill the girl, but Cassie knew if she played this hand wrong, bullets would fly and knives would go crazy.

” ...slowly ..”

Was the only prompt that she gave Brianna as she stood quietly and eased the girl upright with her. The bonds stayed tightly around her wrists and Cassie held them lightly guiding her back and out of the door into the blissfully fresh air without Darla having noticed their stealthy exit.

” ... I figured you’d need a change of scene ...”

She told Brianna, guiding her to a nearby tree and easing her down to a seated position.
Deftly she took the rope once more and tied a knot round one arm, then looping it round the tree she fixed the other end to the other arm. It was secure enough to hold Brianna, but not as cruelly tight as previously.
Sitting down beside the girl, Cassie gave a long sigh. She looked back towards the door of the cabin and considered what she should do. She had no idea how Billy would react and that in itself was ... sad ... But she knew for sure that she did not want Brianna seeing the fallout and if possible, she would rather not witness whatever happened between Billy and Darla.

”Your daddy’s a fool ...”

Cassie told Brianna in expasperation, but then conceded with a smile.

” ... but a brave one ...”

In the distance she could see Billy returning.

" ... if you know what's good for you, you'll sit there like a good little girl ... "

She willed Brianna to understand.

" ... this shit is gonna take alot a sortin' ..."

She murmured and made her way towards Billy who had spotted the two of them outside and obviously was none too pleased.

"Billy ... you trust me, don't you ..?"

Cassie spoke pleadingly, trying to use any influence she had to placate him.

" ... I had to get out of here ... with the girl ... Darla ... "

She halted, her words cut through by the sound of the other girl within the cabin.

Cassie ran out of the words to explain what had happened and left Billy to discover for himself ..
 
Darla whispered into his ear, "Now sweetheart, work with me on this, after all I was kind enough to turn your daughter to the wall, I could bring her over here and get her to watch, but I figure your a clever guy, and you'll choose the easy way. Now close your eyes, and imagine I'm your wife, or your secretary or anyone who'll help you get hard"

He could scarcely believe this was actually happening, and felt both violated and disgusted by darla's wanton lustfulness in the name of spite. Still, he couldn't do other than what he was told to, for fear of reprisals on Brianna. Still, his conflicted thoughts wouldn't allow for instant arousal.

Seeming to realize that, and taking a perverse pleasure in the fact, Darla straddled his naked thighs, rubbing against his crotch as she licked his ear, and then began to trail kisses along his jaw. Part of him wanted to resist...to headbutt her...try to bite her...SOMETHING...but again, the fear of his daughter being harmed kept him immobile, and unmoving, doing his best not to react.

He felt her hand playfully fondling his balls, and then encircling his still unaroused cock and stroking, as her mouth played against his neck, and then moved to his chest, finding his nipples and licking, sucking and nibbling on them until they became rigid from her attentions. The things she was doing felt wonderful, and his body was reacting despite his desire for it not to.

Darla looked into his eyes with a wickedly playful smile, and whispered, "Remember our deal baby..."

Her fingernails grazed and played along Evan's sides, and he moaned in spite of himself. Seeming to be enboldened by his reaction, Darla began to kiss down to his stomach, her teeth playing along his skin, and her tongue wetly exploring his navel, before moving lower and doing the same to his hips. His body shivered in pleasure, but his mind was in turmoil.

"No...you can't do this," he thought, "do NOT get hard for this bitch..."

As if the thought of getting hard was all his body needed, his cock began to swell in Darla's hand, becoming semi-erect from her efforts. He was a prisoner now to his body's natural reactions, and he couldn't help but moan louder when he felt her mouth on his thighs, her hair trailing along, arousing him further.

She moved up, whispering in his ear, "More vocal now, Evan..."

When she kissed her way back down the center of his chest, and he felt he breath on his quickly hardening penis, causing it to jerk and twitch, he knew he wasn't going to be able to stop his arousal...this woman knew how to make a man react, that much was obvious.

"Oh, Sarah," he thought to himself, thinking of his wife, "I am so sorry..."

All he could do was what she had originally suggested...he began to imagine it wasn't Darla, but his wife, Sarah pleasuring him, his guilt and shame making his mind turn to fantasy to escape the reality of the situation.

He felt her face nuzzle against his groin, and then took each of his balls in her mouth, sucking each gently in turn, his moan was no longer false, it was a deep, loud moan of genuine pleasure. She began to lick up and down his cock and then suck the tip, as her hands stroked the shaft all the way up and down the base, and bringing him to full, throbbing erection.

He felt her suddenly wrap something around the base of him, and jumped momentarily in surprise, until he realized she had just formed a cockring to keep him hard for her.

He felt her straddle him, and impale herself on his rock hard cock, and he moaned again...she was so tight, and he could feel her pussy muscle grip him tightly.

Darla leaned forward, his cock buried inside her as she whispered, "Much, much louder! Tell me I feel so good, that you want me so bad, that Im the best you ever had, that you want me to fuck you forever - and make it believable!"

"Oh my God," he moaned, as she began to frantically ride him...it felt wonderful, and keeping his mind on his wife's face, he said the words Darla wanted to hear...

"Oh God...your pussy...feels so good, baby...fuck me...." he panted, his hips beginning to rise to meet hers, as her moans spurred him on, filling him with lust. ""I want you....so bad...oh God...feels so good...best ever..."

His heart was racing in his chest, as he heard her yell out, her thighs slapping loudly against his with the force of her bouncing, as she exclaimed loudly, "Oh Fuck yeah!"

He moaned loudly again, knowing he couldn't last much longer, and apparently Darla sensed it as well. He felt her hand move between them, playing with her clit, fingers moving frantically.

"You wanna cum, Daddy?" he heard her ask, and then, he felt her body stiffen, as she screamed, her own orgasm beginning, her pussy clenching around him, as it washed over her, causing her to shout loudly, "Oh Fuck Yeah! Yeah!"

Still trying to keep his wife's face in his mind, he shuddered, and moaned again, in a breathless voice, "Oh God....I'm...gonna...cummm...uuuunngnn..."

His last word was an intelligible grunt as he exploded deep inside Darla, his cock shooting its creamy white load deep inside her quivering pussy, grunting loudly with each jet that shot inside her, his body jerking almost spastically, his muscles tensing as if trying to rip through his skin, hips raising both their bodies off the floor.

Finally it was over, and all his muscles went limp, except for the one still buried inside the woman who had just effectively "raped" him. Guilt washed over him...logically he knew he couldn't have done anything differently, but made him feel as if he'd betrayed Sarah...

He kept his eyes closed...knowing that Billy was going to come in and hurt him, and he thought that maybe he now deserved it, to some degree...a penance to pay for the things he'd said while Darla rode his cock, and the fact that it had felt so good, and he'd enjoyed it...
 
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Darla-

As soon as she climaxed, Darla noticed a change in the dynamic of the room, - she heard the click of the door. Brianna was gone!! She had noticed Cassie with her a little bit ago, but both had left the room. "Cassie! What the fuck? Cassie, get back here!" Darla roared, just as Evan finished. Darla was extra pissed off, because she hadn't intended to allow Evan to finish, well at least not inside her. Anger focussed first on Evan, limp in postcoital bliss. Reaching behind her, Darla pulled the elastic band that was round his balls, back as far as she could, then let it fly, snapping Evan's balls hard. "Did I tell you you could come Gramps did I?" Scooping some of his cum from her pussy as she stood up, Darla wiped it all over Evan's face. "Lick it off!" Darla snarled "Lick it off good, or I'll make your daughter do it, how bout that?"

With that, Darla pulled on her panties and pants, shoved her feet back into her boots, and ran outside after Cassie and Brianna. Why the Hell had Cassie come in and taken Brianna out? Darla knew Cassie was the softest of the bunch, and she knew her intention was to spare the girl from the happenings inside the bedroom, but Fuck it! Darla hated when her plans were upset. She saw Cassie and Brianna talking with Billy under the tree. Billy had missed the whole show! Darla had blown Evan for nothing!!

Turning around Darla went back into the cabin. She better watch Evan or they'd have another escape attempt on their hands. Darla was mad, and wanted to kick the shit out of someone - anyone at this stage, and Evan was the nearest target. She couldn't hurt him though! Not today anyway, they needed him to go to the bank tomorrow and empty his account. If he went in looking hurt, it would arouse unwanted attention.

She thought about Brianna, but keeping Brianna relatively safe, kept Evan in line. If Darla kicked the shit out of Brianna, Evan might feel the situation was hopeless and try to make a break for it, sure they would die otherwise. That left Cassie and Billy. Cassie wasn't a fun opponent, Darla would hurt her too easily, and Cassie would be hurt emotionally and Darla would feel like shit. That only left Billy. She and Billy had had a number of pretty nasty fights over the years, usually t blow off steam. He always pulled his punches, but sometimes, Darla could hurt him pretty bad, and she wanted to now. But two injured gang members wasn't a good plan.

Instead she decided she'd have to stay put, until someone came to watch Evan, then she'd go for a long run, and try to temper her aggression with a hard work out. Getting a wash cloth, she cleaned herself of Evan's cum. Evan,lay with his eyes closed, and his cum drying on his face. Saying nothing Darla rinsed the cloth and cleaned his face, and threw the wash cloth back into the sink.
 
Billy at first panicked when he found Brianna outside next to the tree with Cassie! Had something gone wrong? He dropped the chord of wood on the ground and raced towards the tree and said, "What happened? Why the fuck is she out here?!?!" He had his hand on the beretta and had a desire to us it right then and there... This kidnapping shit was not supposed to be this hard!

" ... I had to get out of here ... with the girl ... Darla ... " Cassie had whispered and Billy turned at hearing the sounds of their partner letting out a yell and Evan barking something... Billy felt his rage build in him! It did not take a rocket scientist to figure out what was going on and he turned to take charge ot the sitaution! That was when Darla appeared in the doorway glaring hatefully at him and Cassie!

He charged towards Darla and said, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?!?!?!" He could see a dark and sinister grin appear on her face as Billy bolted past her, knocking her into the seal of the door. He could see Evan laying there on the floor, his cock hanging out and his eyes pointed directly at him! Billy's rage kicked into overtime!

He stepped towards, him, reached towards his boot and pulling out a 10" bowie knife! He said, "What the fuck were you doing with my girl?!?! You old mother fucker!!!! You were fucking her weren't you!" He took that knife up high over his head and plunged it down!!! burying it exactly one inch to the right of his head and an inch into the ground!

He had never wanted to kill someone so bad in his life!!!! How dare he get hard and fuck his girl?!?! Either of his girls?!?! THey were his!!! HIS!!! He cocked his head slightly and jerked the knife from the floor and pushed it at his groin! He put the tip of the blade on the tip of Evan's cock and said, "You know, there are lots of fucking ways to hurt a person without it showing up on radar you old fuck!!! Perhaps I should slice you dick off! How does that sound you old fucker!!?!?!"

He knew that wouldn't work either.. He already looked bad enough as it was and pulled the knife away and stuffed it into his boot once more! He stood up and stared at Darla, whom was surprisingly still standing in the doorway staring at him! A look of vengeful satisfaction covered her face!

He glanced down at Evan and with his boot, planted his foot into Evan's stomach hard!!!!! He wanted to do more to him but didn't dare! His eyes returned to Darla, only to find her gone! He raced to the door and glanced into the darkness! He saw her running down the road. He looked at Cassie and said, "Get her into the cabin now! She is our fucking prisoner... not our buddy!" He was pissed at Darla but took it out on Cassie! He would regret that shortly he knew...

He turned towards where Darla was, who now had a healthy head start. He knew he could never catch her, not in boots and with her athletic prowess! But, he didn't have to catch her by running. There were other ways to catch her!"

He raced to the car, fired up the engine, then backed it up and took chase of her down the dirt road!!! As he quickly gained ground on her, he actually pulled up beside her and barked, "STOP!!! NOW YOU BITCH!!!"

He was so pissed with her that he gave no second warning! He opened his door and caught her in the back with it! He sent her into the ground and Billy quickly hit the brakes and put it in park! He leapt out of the car and was on her in a second! He had her arms pinned over her head and straddled her at the upper thighs so she couldn't kick him!

He glared at her hard and said, "What the fuck were you doing with him!?!?! Trying to get a rise out of me!?! Well it worked you stupid bitch!!!!" With a free hand he slapped her across the face and then said, "I am going to kill his ass!!!" He put his hand on her pants and tore them down her hips!!! He was going to fuck her right here and right now and didn't give a shit if she wanted it or not!

<<Hope I didn't go overboard here. Let me know if I did...>>
 
Billy's fury was palpable. Well good! It would match Darla's! Turning she took off alone the track that lead to the cabin, running at a good clip and ignoring Billy's infuriated shout. Moments later she heard the car and knew it was Billy. His roar of "STOP!!! NOW YOU BITCH!!!" was ignored. He ignored her, well two could play at that game. She expected him to stop the car and chase her on foot, and was surprised by the belt of the door in her back, knocking her flat. He was on her in a second, straddling her thighs
"What the fuck were you doing with him!?!?! Trying to get a rise out of me!?! Well it worked you stupid bitch!!!! Darla heard the words with satisfaction. Adrenalin pumped through her as he ripped her pants down. Darla lunged forward and walloped Billy into the mouth with her fist. "I fucked him and he was great! His huge cock stretching me, filling me like you never could!" Darla added with satisfaction, hitting all of Billy's buttons. "I'll fuck whoever I want Baby, you dont own me!" and laughing, as an enraged Billy dragged her pants further down, she added "go ahead Babe! Have sloppy seconds!"
 
Billy felt his anger growing even more against her! Why the fuck was she doing this?!!? Had he pissed her off that much!?! He said, "Sloppy seconds? Who said anything about sloppy second you dumb cunt!" He watched her process what he was saying to her as he rolled her onto her stomach forcefully, grabbed her arms and bent them behind her and wrapped his belt around her elbows. With his cock so hard it could slice through diamonds, he pushed his cock between her cheeks and towards her ass....

He had often fucked her in the ass and loved it... and despite how hard she fought him from doing it... he always gave her hard orgasms when he beat her...

He leaned in and said, "Sooner or later, your attitude is going to get you worse than fucked in the ass! Sooner or later... you are going to cross the fucking line and when that happens... don't come begging to me you slut..." He nipped at her ear and then thrust his cock hard into her ass!!!!
 
Cassie

Cassie’s words were all but ignored as he heard the sounds coming from the cabin. Only moments later, Darla appeared, triumphant and Billy went into a fit of jealousy.

Cassie met Darla’s eyes and sighed shaking her head. She had gone too far this time. If Evan didn’t kill Evan now, then he definitely would at some time ... and for what ...? Sure she knew he was the jealous type, ironic given the dynamics between him and what he referred to as “his girls”.

His anger had far from abated when he came storming out of the cabin, but Darla had already taken off at a run, obviously still hyped from her conquest. Billy’s eyes followed Darla’s retreating form, then turned his anger on Cassie.

“Get her into the cabin now! She is our fucking prisoner... not our buddy!”

Cassie blinked.
Darla had fucked Evan and taken off and it was Cassie he chose to be angry at!?!?
She said nothing, made no other reaction.
She merely stood and watched Billy leap in the car and tear off after Darla leaving her alone with Brianna and Evan to sort the fall out from Darla’s escapade!

For long moments she stood, her mind racing.

” .. fuck this ...”

She murmured .

She’d had enough. She’d been through every terror, tried again and again to calm the situation down, but to no effect. And now ... it was SHE who Billy seemed to blame.

She looked at the young girl beside her. And thought of the man inside.
How would they fare if Cassie were not around to assist, but then again, what could Cassie do, especially now that Billy was pissed at her. One thing for sure, all this violence, this “rape” was none of Cassie’s making. She owed Billy loyalty. She had promised she would stand by him, but where was his loyalty? All he cared about was Darla. He was so crazed about her that he had just taken off and left her to sort what was their mess.

Without a word to Brianna, Cassie headed off towards the cabin. Ducking into the entrance, she turned to the right and opened the cupboard, taking out a jacket and pulled on walking boots. Deliberately she did not go into the room where Evan lay. Just as swiftly, she exited the house and walked off to the right, the opposite direction to the road and struck out into the dense undergrowth. Sure Billy knew the place and he in turn had brought Darla here on a few occasions, but this was a place Cassie knew like the back of her hand. She could find her way blindfolded. She knew just how to strike out and then cut round. She knew that despite Darla’s speed and fitness and Billy’s strength that her local knowledge would keep her safe from both of them.

She hadn’t reasoned it out. They would see this as disloyalty, but she didn’t intend to call the cops on them, she just wanted out. Besides, where was Billy's loyalty? Since when did Darla care about Cassie's feelings?
Things had gone too far for Cassie to cope with and this was likely to be the only opportunity she would have to get the hell out of there, so she had to take it!
 
Darla fought Billy like a wild cat! Attempting to srtike him at every available opportunity, but they had played this game before, and he was ready for her, and deflected most, but not all, of her strikes. He was lucky he sat across her thighs, or Darla would have kicked him in the balls so hard, he'd have been on route to the hospital!! She just felt so ignored by him! She felt he'd let her down! Truth be told she felt hurt, but he would never, never know that!

Billy ripped her panst down to her calves and flipped Darla onto her stomach, and Darla knew what was coming. Billy had always loved taking her ass, and Darla had a kind of love/hate relationship with anal sex. She hated it and fought him, but enjoyed it thoroughly by the end!

This time though, Billy was furious, his anger vibrating off him in waves. He'd imobilised her arm, and Darla was pushed face down into the dirt, as Billy forced his cock into her ass. Always when they had done this before, there had been some sort of lubrication, even if it was only Darla's juices, but this time Billy forced his way in dry, and Darla screamed with pain, sorry that she had cleaned Evan's cum from her pussy because anything would have helped. Only the precum oozing from Billy served to provide any lubrication at all. Billy used his entire body force to subdue Darla, and subdue her it did. Almost instantly, the fight went out of her, and soon she was lifting her hips and allowing him better access as he assfucked her violently. Darla smiled, she had gotten some of the adrenalin out of her system fighting Billy, the sex was bunring off the rest, and she knew Billy still wanted her! Darla began to moan as she felt a massive orgasm building and she hoped Billy wouldnt finish before she did! "Oh Baby you feel so fucking good! I'm sorry babe, no one else can hold a candle to you! 'Im sorry I was mad! Oh God yeah! Give it to me Yeah!" Darla screamed as she came so hard, she spurted cum! Moments later, she felt Billy shoot inside her, and collapse on top of her, hurting her bound arms, but Darla hardly noticed.

Lifting her head she caught Billy's mouth, swollen and bloody where she had punched him, her own lip bloody where Billy had slapped her face so hard, but she put her lips to Billy's, kissing him hard. "You're the man Billy, you're the only man!"
 
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Billy smiled and said, "And you baby! You are the best fuck I have ever had!" He slid up to his feet and zipped up. He said, "We should get back and get ready for tomorrow..."

After he kissed her once again hard and passion filled, he jumped into the driver's seat and her in the passenger seat and they headed back to the cabin!

As Billy walked into the main cabin, he instantly had the feeling something was horribly wrong! First of all Brianna was not in the living room nor was Cassie as he expected. He pulled his beratta out of his holster and began to search the cabin!

His eyes widened when he found Brianna struggling to untie Evan who was still tied on the floor, cock hanging out... Billy and Darla smiled and he said, "Well well well... do either of you mind telling us exactly what you did with Cassie?" He raised his beretta towards Evan and looked at Brianna and said, "You were with her last so I will only say it once... where is Cassie and don't forget Daddy's precious life is at stake now!"
 
OOC: Sorry for the extremely short post. But I needed to keep the story going. I will be back later to fine detail everything to equal the length of my previous posts.


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Brianna had watched as Cassie walked away in a huff, leaving her tied to the tree and alone. She waited a few more minutes to make sure that no one was coming back before her fingers started to work on the crudely done knots. The rope was thick and stiff, but in no time, her bindings lay pooled at her feet.

Her head swiveled around in all directions, just like a prairie dog's would, before she dashed into the house.

"Daddy!" Brianna screamed and leapt onto her father, hugging him fiercely. "We have to get out of her!" Her hands, numb from having been tied up for so long, worked furiously at her father's bindings.

She was so engrossed in her task that she never thought to zip her father back up for modesty or hear Billy walk into the room. The first thing that alerted her to his presence was the sound of the safety being turned off.

The brunette teenager looked up to see the gun pointed at her father once more.

"B-b-ut... ahu..." Brianna stammered incoherently. She took a deep breath and tried again. "I don't know. She disappeared." Her brown eyes were filled with more fear than ever before as they had just caught her and her father during a second escape attempt.
 
Billy glared at her in rage as he said, "WHat do you mean she fucking disappeared?!?! What the hell!!!" He stepped towards her, much to the verbal outcry of Evan who still lay on the floor bound and helpless! He grabbed Brianna by her hair and dragged her away from her dad and pushed her into the corner of the cabin!

He kept his beretta aimed straight at Brianna as then turned towards Darla and said, "Cassie has run off!!! This is just great! Just fucking great!!!!" He brought his hands to his temple and ended up rubbing the stock of his gun at his forehead a moment. He got busy thinking out loud. He said, "She is not stupid enough to rat us out! She has no car and there isn't a thing within 20 miles of here... She... wait..."

His mind recalled a trip that Cassie and him made out to the cabin a few years back and on that trip she showed me an old huge tree which had an old clubhouse built up in it when she was a girl. They crawled up into the clubhouse and even though neither of them could stand up straight in the room, they made love that night right there. Slept all night there as he recalled.

He looked to Darla who looked absolutely beside herself with rage and said, "Listen. I think I know where she went. I am going to go after her. She is either going to come back... or..." He lifted his weapon, indicating his intention.

He turned towards Brianna who still had her hands in the air and said, "In the meantime, keep an eye on this one. She got out of her ropes which means she was not tied up tight enough." He smiled and said, "How about we string her up... something comfortable for her to sleep in.

He glanced at Darla who was still pissed and kissed her lip hard, before whispering, "You know what I mean. String her up nice and tight..." He turned and headed for the door...
 
Evan had sat numb at most of the actions surrounding him, aside from Billy's boot to his stomach...even the threats with the knife had scared him, but not as much as as Billy would have liked, apparently.

Both Billy and Darla had left the cabin and he lay there by himself, and again, began to test his bonds. he couldn't get any leverage or purchase, and his hands had long since gone numb with them not only have been tied behind him, but the weight of his body laying on them as well.

He looked down at himself, his pants still down around his knees, the evidence of his forced sexual encounter with Darla beginning to dry on his groin. He was disgusted with himself, feeling as if he'd somehow betrayed his wife. He did his best to justify it in his mind.

"There wasn't anything you could do," he thought to himself, "You are tied and and foot...she was going to get what she wanted regardless. I couldn't fight without risking Brianna..."

Still, the guilt was present, and weighed heavily on his heart...guilt for letting himself get aroused...guilt for the dirty things he said to Darla as she rode him to orgasm...guilt for the orgasm itself, physical evidence that he'd enjoyed what she'd done to him...

Still, he couldn't dwell on it any longer...Billy and Darla were both sick and twisted, and Brianna might be out there with them on her own.

He heard footsteps thudding on the outside steps, as if someone was running in to the cabin. He quickly stoped his struggling, and lay limp again, closing his eyes.

"Daddy!"

Brianna cry caused his eyes to jerk open. "Brianna?"

Somehow she'd gotten free...she ran over to him throwing herself to the ground next to him, hugging him close, exclaiming, "We have to get out of here!"

His shame at how she was finding him, knew no bounds, but he couldn't worry about that now.

He felt her fingers trying to untie the knots holding him prisoner, and he shook his head in negation, looking her in her beautiful brown eyes that she'd inherited from him.

"Brianna...no...get out of here! Untying me will take too long...you need to get away...leave me. Get help! You shouldn't have come back...go! Now!"

She seemed so frantic to get him untied that she didn't react to his words, seeming driven by fear to get him freed.

It was then, that he heard a click, and knew that it was too late.

Brianna turned arund, fright overtaking her features, and Evan closed his eyes, tears of frustration rolling down his face.

"Well well well... do either of you mind telling us exactly what you did with Cassie?"

Billy pointed the gun at Evan, as looked at Brianna and said, "You were with her last so I will only say it once... where is Cassie and don't forget Daddy's precious life is at stake now!"

"B-b-ut... ahu..." Brianna stammered, her fear almost silencing her, before taking a deep breath and replying softly, her voice ripe with fear, "I don't know. She disappeared."

Billy went into a rage. "WHat do you mean she fucking disappeared?!?! What the hell!!!"

He stomped towards Brianna and Evan cried out, his struggles beginning anew as Billy grabbed her by the hair, dragging her away from him, and pushing her towards the corner, his gun trained on her.

Billy turned to Darla, and said, "Cassie has run off!!! This is just great! Just fucking great!!!!"

As Evan watched, as Billy brought his hands to his temple and rubbing the stock of his gun at his forehead, talking aloud to gather his thoughts, "She is not stupid enough to rat us out! She has no car and there isn't a thing within 20 miles of here... She... wait..."

Evan sat in anxiety, wondering what would happen to them now...the only criminal with any sense of morality had left, making he and Brianna without any buffer to protect them any longer.

Billy talked quietly to Darla, but Evan's concentration moved to his daughter, who seemed to be huddled in the corner with fear. His eyes met hers, for a moment, and he thought, "Be strong, Bree...daddy is going to get you out of this...be strong..."

Billy turned toward Brianna suddenly, saying, "In the meantime, keep an eye on this one. She got out of her ropes which means she was not tied up tight enough."

A mean-spirited smile crossed Billy's features as he added, "How about we string her up... something comfortable for her to sleep in."

Evan watched as Billy kissed Darla, and then leaned forward, whispering into his girlfriend's ear, and Evan had a sense of terrible foreboding wash across him....and then Billy turned and left, leaving he and Brianna in Darla's unpredictable hands...
 
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Darla couldn't believe it. Cassie had run off? It just didn't make sense! The three of them were a team, each with their particular role to play. Why would Cassie just take off? Fuck! Had she taken the stash? But a quick glance to the corner showed the chest of drawers had not been moved - the dust still on the floor.

Billy took off in search of Cassie, leaving Darla to secure things at the cabin. Heading straight over to Brianna, Darla quickly tied the girl's wrists behind her back, and tied her ankles tightly together. Then she flipped the girl on to her stomach and bent her knees, then tied her wrists to her ankle. finally, Darla made a noose and slipped it around the teenagers neck, then secured it to the wrists, having wrapped it around the ankle tie. The noose was loose on her neck, but too much struggling would cause it to tighten. Pleased with her handiwork, she turned to Evan.

"God! you make me sick! Look at you, lying there with your limp cock hanging out for all the world to see! Well, put it away, your not getting lucky again!" Turning to Brianna, she said "What d'you think of Daddy now! Moaning and begging me to fuck him! Did you hear him say I was the best he ever had! What d'you think of that huh?" Darla was feeling just plain mean. She couldn't understand why Cassie would just take off, and going now kinda burst her after glow with Billy! He had to go running off to find her! So Darla took her spite out on the teenager and her father.

she went to the fridge and grabbed a beer for herself, and chugging two thirds of it off the top. She glanced at Evan, and began to pour the bottle of beer toward his mouth, but letting the liquid pour from about 6 inches away, so Evan gulped some down, but most poured over his face and neck. Laughing, she got another and did the same to Brianna, who was lying on her side, her hair left in a puddle of beer.

She gave Evan the final drops "You better hope Billy comes back soon Grampa cos I'm not holding a bottle for you to take a whizz in, its gotta be 9 or 10 hours since you went huh? Well, if you gotta go before he comes back you just gonna have to lie in it, so Evan you just better tie a knot in it!

Settling back onto the comfort of the bed, Darla relaxed a little. "Hey Evan! You never thanked me for giving you the ride of your fuckin' life!! Don't go getting ideas though, you just got lucky the once! Your like an old hack, good for getting from A to B, if nothing better's around, but Billy, he's a fucking racehorse! A stallion!" She laughed unkindly. Then, looking at Brianna "How bout you Baby Girl, who'd you rather ride on, an old hack or a stallion?! Ha Ha Ha!" Seeing the colour drain out of both thier faces, Darla settled back content with her spitefulness for the time being.
 
The FBI Agents...

Oliver Wilkins sat with the head of the local police department, Sherriff Henry Davis, discussing the case, while the other three agents spoke with some of the deputies. Davis was a bigger man, somewhat pudgy, with greying hair and a mustache. Oliver thought he somewhat resembled Jackie Gleason, from the movie "Smokey and the Bandit", minus the boisterous attitude.

"It's a helluva thing to happen around here," Davis was saying, his voice seeming somewhat tense and somewhat forlorn. "This is a small town...we're not used to a ton of crime around here, except for maybe an occasional robbery or domestic disturbance. We're thankful for your help, Agent Wilkins."

"Not a problem, Sheriff Davis," Oliver replied, "Happy to lend support to local law enforcement. What do we have so far?"

"Well, we have video the survielance tape from the gas station, and the clerk as a witness...we've questioned him a bit, and he gave us a fair description of the two robbers in the store. A young man and woman, both in their early twenites. Nothing on the third person driving the car, though. We could tell it was a woman, but the robbers were facing away from the camera that was taping the pumps, and the clerk didn't get a good look at her."

"We also have their getaway vehicle...had it dusted down for prints, like you suggested over the phone. I think Williams gave your man Billings the samples, and he's checking them over on the criminal database now."

Oliver glance around, looking through Davis's office window, and saw that one of the deputies was talking to Billings, who was intently looking at the screen of his laptop, studying data. Billings had a knack with computers...one of the reasons he was such a valuable asset to the team.

"We also brought a man in for questioning...his name is Gary Clark. He'd been seeing Brianna Rodgers, and has a criminal record for petty larceny, assault, and various charges dealing with booze...Drunk and Disorderly, Public Intoxication, DUI. Anyway, word was the girl's father didn't particularly like him, and had forbid her to see him, so we thought we'd better explore the option that Clark might be involved in this somehow. We're checking over his alibi right now."

"I assume you have gotten a hold of state law enforcement as well," Oliver asked, "Highway Partol, and such..any word from them so far?"

"No, not a thing yet...we put out an APB on the van Evan Rodgers was driving, but thus far, no word," Davis replied, "Truth be told, we're all a bit shaken by all this, Agent Wilkins...this is a small town. We're a close-knit community here. Hell, one of my deputies is realted to Evan Rodger's wife...it's his older sister. My daughter goes to school with Brianna. Guess you could say, we're all a bit personally invested is seeing they're found."

A knock on the door interrupted them, as Billings opened the door, "Sir, we got a hit...you might want to come take a look."

The three men walked back to Billing's laptop, as Billings explained, "There were multiple prints in the car...we ran the plates, and discovered the car had been reported stolen a little over a hundred miles to the west of us from a shopping center parking lot. We dismissed the owner and his family's prints from the vehicle, and came up with three set of prints that didn't seem to belong. We isolated those, and ran them through the database."

Billings sat in the chair, and pushed a key on his keyboard, and a mugshot loaded up on the screen of lean, dangerous looking young man.

"William D'Marco...apparently goes by "Billy"...a string of aliases here...Billy Dominque, Billy Goddard, Billy Mann, Billy LeSalle...His prints were found on the passenger side door of the car. According to this, he's from Louisiana, near the New Orleans area, and has been in and out of trouble since he was thirteen...some gang related stuff, stolen cars he was out joyriding in...and then as he got older, a string of robbery and assault charges. He was last on the radar in Mississippi about six months ago, for car theft, and jumped bail."

Billings pressed the Enter key again, and another mugshot appeared, this time young, pretty woman with a hard gaze and a smirk on her face.

"This is Darla Crosbie. Been in trouble since she was fourteen, was a runaway on numerous occasions. Early charges include shoplifting, joyriding in stolen cars...worked her way up to some robbery and assault as well. Also a couple sex charges...apparently she tried to proposition an undercover vice cop for sex once in Alabama. Most recently, she was picked up for car theft, in the company of...you guessed it...Billy D'Marco. She must have jumped bail with him, and been travelling together...her prints were all over the back seat of the car."

Billings pressed the enter key once more, and a third picture popped up, of a pretty, innocent-looking young girl.

"This one confused me a bit....Cassandra Blaketon...her prints were all over the steering wheel. She must have been the driver. The only reason prints showed up is because of a vandalism and underage drinking call. Apparently a bunch of teenagers broke into a house and were partying inside...she was one of the ones brought in. Apparently just did some community service."

Billings looked closer, and then smirked, looking at Oliver, "Hmm...the bad penny just keeps turning up. One of the others brought in, was a twenty year old male...by the name of William D'Marco."

"Good work, Sam," Oliver said, and then turned, looking at the pictures of Evan and Brianna Rodgers on the bulliten board. "So," he mused, "they're all connected...and seem to have been travelling together for some time now."

He looked over at Jennifer Garrety. "Jenny...I want you to look over the these profiles," he said, pointing at Billings's laptop. "Call the media...local, state, national...hell, maybe we can even get this on America's Most Wanted."

He chuckled a bit at his joke, drawing an amused look from Jennifer.

"We're going to want to have these faces plastered all over the wire. We want to pin them down and make it hard for them to travel, without being noticed." Pointing at the pictures of Evan and Brianna, he said, "Those pictures too. Maybe we'll just lucky and they'll be spotted. Be sure to include the make and model of the van they were in, the licence plate number...after that, you're going to need to concentrate on helping out Abe."

"Sure thing," she said, smiling at him, and winking flirtaciously when the others weren't looking. Jennifer got off on seeing Oliver be so commanding when running his team...it had been one of the things that had attracted her to him in the first place.

She and Oliver had a bit of a romantic history, which had been hard to keep from the others on their team...tonight though, he wouldn't be surprised if Jennifer happened to find her way over to his motel room. And she wouldn't be surprised to find a bottle of wine chilling and waiting her arrival.

Oliver looked at Abe Kamdorfski. "Abe...I'm going to need you to get ahold of local law enforcement in their home towns. Find out all you can on D'Marco and Crosbie. Have them look through any files they have on these two. Track down relatives, friends, former accomplices...we need them interviewed. I want to know everything there is to know about them. Maybe someone will have an idea of where they'd go. They're going to have to lay low eventually, and are going to need somewhere to run to."

"You got it, boss," Abe said. Abe was well aware of what was going on between Wilkins and Garretty, but really didn't care...they were both good at their jobs, and both knew better to keep their personal business out of work.

He looked over at Billings, and said, "Sam, that last profile...you'll be working on Blaketon. Beings she doesn't have much in the way of a criminal record, I want school records, relatives, anything else you can find...it strikes me odd that a person with practically no record would be hanging out with career criminals...and why they would want to keep her around. Also, keep an eye out for any money transactions on Rodgers's credit cards, or any activity in his bank accounts. If he's being held, I'd be willing to bet, they'll be using him to pay for stuff. We can track them that way. Also, print me out those profiles, so I can look them over..."

"Wiil do," Billings said.

"Once all the information is gathered, bring it all to me, so we can put all the pieces together. Hurry up folks...time's a-wasting."

His team was efficient and good at their work, they all had their specialties...but there was one reason why Senior Special Agent Oliver Wilkins lead this team. He was one of the best that the FBI had for profiling criminals and finding out what motivated and drove them...and anticipating what they might do next...
 
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jennifer

Jennifer had completed her task that Oliver had set her. Preparing a statement, describing each of the suspects, giving details of the robbery and full description of both Evan and his daughter Brianna, including photos of the victims, and mug shots for the three perps. She had faxed everything through to the press officer, who in turn would ensure all the media, television and newspapers, both local and national could carry the story.

She felt sorry for the victims, she had seen this type of hostage snatch a few times before, and unless the hostages were released almost straight away, they usually turned up dead. Billings had spoken with Evan's wife and son and had an idea of how the victims were likelly to react to the volitile situation they found themselves in. If they could remain calm, it would help their chances of survival. Two of the robbers, Crosbie and D'marco, seemed to have phychotic tendancies, and the victims ability to keep a cool head could make all the difference to the outcome of this incident. Jenny had sent a request to Quantico for a profile of the perps, but given the workload, she didn't expect an answer anytime soon. Still, at least it was in the pipeline.

Heading for a quick shower, she went to her room and washed up, and then donned fresh clothes, still her typical gear, she would stand out like a sore thumb if she put on a little black dress, but she did leave her hair down. She moisturised her skin, with a lightly fragranced cream, and the put on a sexy balcony bra and matching thong in a burgandy silk, before putting on pants and a tailored shirt before slipping out of the room.
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Jenny thought again about Olivers cheeky grin, and smiled to herself. Fraternization was very much frowned upon, but not specifically forbidden, but the issue of his being her commanding officer made their relationship taboo and a very big risk for Oliver to take. Of course, she was taking a pretty big risk too. Law enforcement was a tough field for women, with many of their male collegues suggestion that they were employed or promoted to ensure the gender balance. Jennifer had worked her ass off to get where she was, but if her affair with Oliver were to get out, it would be suggested that she had fucked her way to where she was, and she would lose all credibility. Effectively her career would be gone too.

That said, she and Oliver really clicked. He got her and she found all his silly jokes funny. To an extent, the sneaking around added a spark to things, and so long as noone found out, all was well. She left her room and headed towards Oliver's anticipation making her heart beat hard. He was macho, not in an asshole was, but in a good, commanding, self assured kinda way, and it hit her buttons and turned her on. Managing to avoid bumping into either Billings or Kamdorfskings she knocked at his door, confident that he was expecting her.
 
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Oliver sat in his motel room, his jacket and dress shirt and tie hanging on the chair, wearing only his undershirt, dress pnats, and socks. It had been a long drive, and time was of the essence, but the four agents wouldn't do anyone any good by exhausting themselves. Local agencies were combing the highways looking for Evan Rodgers's van, and information was still forthcoming from all the calls and interviews that were given. A few hours sleep wouln't change much.

Still, Oliver hadn't been able to rest...something about the case bothered him., but he couldn't put his finger on it. It'd been sometime without seeing the van turn up on the radar...Oliver found himself wondering, beings the criminal's bent for car theft, if they hadn't dumped the van for different trnsportation. In the morning, they'd have to look for local reports of car theft...criminals had a tendency to stick to their habits...

His thoughts were interrupted by a light knock on the door, and he smiled...

"Jennifer," he thought, dnd got up from the bed, answering the door.

She stood there, and he found himself staring...she was beautiful, her hair down, her typical ponytail set free this night because she knew he loved the way she looked with it down. The scent of her perfume filed the air, an effective aphrodisiac to him, and he had to admit to himself that over the past few months since they'd first slept together, he'd been falling for her.

Still, he'd been too shy to ask her feelings...their dalliances could definitely cause problems to their careers...at the very least, she'd be removed from the team and he'd be demoted, and at worst...well, their careers would be over. Still, he couldn't stop what had started....his mind and body both craved hers.

"Hello, beautiful," he whispered, smiling at her, stepping aside to alow her into the room. As she entered, he reached to the desk behind the door, to where he'd set a single red rose earlier, and handed it to her, winking flirtactiously.

"You know, I think someone left this here for you..."
 
Jennifer smiled at his romantic gesture, typical of Oliver and she appreciated it. Kissing his cheek she replied with a grin "well I want to say a BIG thank you to my knight in shining armour, if only I knew who it was?" Then as she glanced around she said "I know! It was Billings!" and she laughed.

Spotting the freshly opened bottle of wine, Jenny gave him a hug, "ooohh wine too huh! you're pulling out all the stops! Is someone hoping to get lucky!" She walked to the wine and inhaled deeply the rich aroma of the French Cabernet Savigon - "I'm impressed with your resourcefulness! Where did you get this, in this town?" Oliver smiled and winked, keeping his secret.

Oliver sat at the table and Jennifer walked behind him, lightly rubbing his shoulders, and occasionally absentmindedly nuzzling his neck. finally she stretched and sat in the chair beside him. She wanted to bounce and idea off him, about the case, but by tacit agreement, they did not discuss work during these precious times alone.

Jennifer had been married very early into her career, however her career and a marraige seemed to be mutually exclusive, and only 18 months later, her husband had filed for divorce. Now she had learned to take enjoyment in whatever relationship she could find, and not to expect more. Keep it light, keep it casual, that way no one gets hurt, at least in theory! But she found that particularly hard with Oliver, but if it went pear shaped she knew she could not immediately transfer, with out making the reason for such a request known, and if she got in much deeper, she would certainly be hurt if it came to an unhappy end.

Smiling she sipped her wine and said "thanks, I really do appreciate the wine!"
 
Billy made his way to the clubhouse after 20 minutes of searching, finally found the clubhouse and to his extreme frustration found it empty. From the clubhouse itself, he shot his light out into the darkness and tried to search for Cassie! He barked, "Where are you, Cassie!!!"

He dropped to the ground and made a circle around the place one more time. He knew that she knew the place better than him and knew she could easily hide from him if she wanted to. He yelled out into the darkness, "Cassie!!! Baby!!! Come on.... Please!"

He waited for several long minutes, shooting the light towards any noise that he did not recognize. He cursed hard to himself and headed back to the cabin.

Stepping through the door, he looked over at Darla and said, "I couldn't find her! She is fucking gone!!!" He was furious and immediately headed towards Evan, still laying there in the same position he had been in for hours now and kicked him hard in the side!!!! He wanted to kick him more and more... but knew doing so would keep him away from the money he had in his account!

He also heard Brianna scream and turned towards her... the look of rage still hard in his eyes! He said, "You! You said something to send her away! Didn't you!!!!!!" He walked towards her, pulling his beretta and pressing it into her chin hard! He barked, "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY TO HER?!?!?!"
 
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