Mr. Rodgers Held Hostage...

[Powerdog16]

Billy kept attacking Brianna over and over, forcing her to take his cock hard in the ass and up her pussy! He was going crazy on adrenaline and a upper he had popped earlier! His cock seemed to stay hard for hours! He would fuck her pussy and cum in her or on her breasts, then take a breather and move to her ass again and again! Whatever that upper was he took, it was firing off his sex drive into overtime. He had literally fucked her till she passed out. Her body was covered in his seed and sweat!

Finally, he had had his fun of this little cunt he turned to Darla and said, "How is the old man doing? His little girl seems to have passed out. He collapsed on the bed next to Brianna, playing with her nipples and said, "I don't know about you baby... but this feller is tired.... Let's let these two rest and we get some sleep too... what do you say?" He let out a yawn and pulled Brianna towards him, pulling her close... He shoved the gag back into her mouth for safe measure.

 

[sfaigon]

Brianna sobbed as Billy continued to thrust cruelly into her stretched rectum, taunting her father the whole time. She felt his hand travel up her quivering body to grasp roughly at her swollen breasts, grasping her nipples, pulling and twisting on them roughly.

Her mouth opened and voiced her agony as her rapist continued to thrust into her. She felt as his cock continued to pound into her, widening her and causing her ass muscles to tear.

When he next pulled out of her ass and plunge back into her vagina. In the few seconds before his cock disappeared back into her tight entrance, one could see the specks of blood and fecal matter on his turgid cock.

"No..." The 18 year-old pleaded with him as he thrust into her unwilling body once more. "Nooo!!!"

Billy refused to heed her cries as he continued to thrust into her, time and time again, resting in-between orgasms. She turned her head to the side, taking solace in her father's comforting presence, even in a situation like this. Her eyes opened and closed tiredly, exhaustion of the forced sex taking its toll on her blooming adult body.

"Stupid slut." A voice was heard. Given the situation, Brianna would have tried to ignore either Billy or Darla's insult. What really shocked her was that the voice came from her father.

The young brunette looked at her father with shock, the hurt showed clearly in her gaze as a loud escalating wail arose from her throat, her normally sweet voice distorted by the most extremes of emotion: terror, hurt, pain, anger. Anger at her rapists, anger at her meek strength, anger at her father, and most of all, anger at herself.

Al of her pent up emotions were released through that single wail, the wail of a banshee, After her display of emotion, she withdrew within herself, becoming numb to the pain and shuttering away her emotions once again.

It was hours later that Billy pumped the last of his seed deep within her protected womb and withdrew from her completely. Her mind was long gone by now, withdrawn so deep within herself that one might never be able to draw it back out.

So Brianna lay there limply, passively as Billy played with her bleeding, swollen nipples, tugging and tweaking them every so often. "I don't know about you baby... but this feller is tired.... Let's let these two rest and we get some sleep too... what do you say?" He spoke with his head turned towards their female rapist.

The noose around her neck had been removed hours ago when it was decided that it would only be a hindrance to Billy's plans as he moved and shaped her body into whatever position he desired. The noose was removed as were the ropes tying her elbows together to allow her a more comfortable position on her back.

Billy pulled her limp, unconscious body towards himself, pressing her up against him like a small child would hug a favorite stuffed animal. His hands moved to her mouth, where he inserted a bright red ball gag between her cracked lips, securing the strap behind her head.

Brianna's body jerked once, the teenager's fiery spirit making its presence know one last time before the fire died completely. It was as if a ton of crushing ice had smothered the embers. That was her last as she lay there defeated.

Dear god, no... Her subconscious mind prayed once, before it too blacked out.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Darla-

Darla was not tired, nor was she satisfied. Billy had exhausted himself on the girl, and while it was loads of fun torturing her, Darla wanted to fuck. Feeling pretty pissed off with Billy, for not keeping enough in reserve for her, she replied "Nah, gonna get a beer, I'll be in later, maybe by then you'll be man enough for me again! She laughed at the look on his face and gave him a one finger hand signal, before she left the room.

Billy better clean himself up, before she got back. He was real fond of blow jobs, and no way was that thing going in Darla's mouth, till he cleaned up good. She rinsed a wash cloth, and re-entered the room, chucking it at Billy, "clean the fuck up! I'm gonna wanna ride you later, so clean that bitch off you!" Darla turned, then turned back again, and grabbing an unconscious Brianna, she pulled her onto the floor and pushed Evan onto his side, and tied Brianna to him, back to back. "No fuckin'way is she sleeping in the bed Billy! We'll be waiting on her hand and foot next!! Besides its too small to be comfortable otherwise!!"

Darla left and went to the fridge and cracked open a bottle of bud. She took a long swig of it, and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, as she sat back on a chair. Tomorrow they'd head out, go someplace new, just in case Cassie had ratted them out. Darla didn't really think she would, but then, she had never expected her to leave Billy either.

Thinking of Billy, Darla was pretty pissed! There he was, all cuddled up to Brianna like they were lovers! No fucking way was that happening, and Darla had to fight the anger against Brianna that arose in her. She'd need to be careful, if she went overboard with Brianna, Billy might be encouraged to get nicer with her, and Darla didn't want that, no way was the little bitch weaseling her way in! Billy could be pretty obtuse, and the best way to get him to act one way, was for Darla to act the opposite. No, she could handle Billy, she just had to be cute about it.

Ahe finished her beer, and threw the bottle in the bin, before heading back into the room. Evan and Brianna seemed to be asleep, but Darla checked their ropes, just in case, and then climbed into bed with Billy, snuggling her backside in against his chest, before pulling the covers over them. It was one thirty in the morning, she'd wake about six, and that would leave plenty of time to re-establish her position with Billy, before they headed off.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Cassie catch up

To her relief, the town finally came into view.
Cassie knew she had to get away from this woman as quickly as possible.
The car began to slow and Cassie took her chance.

”Look, Miriam ... thanks for the lift ... and the concern ... but ... I’m fine .. can sort myself out from here ... “

By this time, Cassie had pushed on the door handle and was easing it open.

” ... thanks ...”

She murmured and slid as quickly as she could from the car and took off at surprising speed dodging between cars and heading off the main road.

Just before she got out of sight, she suddenly stopped dead, seemed to be trying to catch her breath, her hands moving to grip her abdomen for moments before she keeled over to land immobile on the pavement beneath her.

... get away ... get away ... get away ...

The chant ran through her head as she forced one foot in front of another ...

She had to get away, put distance between herself and the woman, Miriam ...

The cutting pain had made her gasp for breath and drew her to an abrupt halt.
She felt herself falling, her head spinning and then knew no more ...

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

It was the voices, she first became aware of.
Soft murmurs somewhere close and yet, far off ...
... one female ... one male ...

"... Darla ... Billy ... "

She murmured their names as she tried to call out for them, but somehow could not make them hear.

Wearily she sighed and drifted into soundless sleep once more ...

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Much later is seemed she felt someone take her hand, their fingers around her wrists. A light seemed to pierce her eyelids. She flinched and tried to move her head to the side and was surprised at how difficult it was.

Confused, she tried to move, to stretch her limbs and flinched at the sensation.

"Steady now ... "

The voice came from near her. It was unfamiliar.
With effort, she blinked and opened her eyes making an effort to focus on the speaker.

"..wh... what ... "

She found her voice was just a whisper.
She met the eyes watching her in confusion.
Not Darla ... not Billy ... ?
The room was white and sparse.
Her eyes widened at sight of the drip leading to a needle in her left hand.

"...where ... "

The male voice spoke from nowhere.

"You're in hospital ... Cassandra ...."

She tried to remember, to think how they could know who she was.

" ... you're weak ... but ... you'll be fine ... do you remember what happened?"

Slowly she shook her head.

"I ... was ... "

She felt groggy and disorientated.
The woman, a nurse offered her some water.
She moved to sit up and winced.
She felt achey, sore and ...

" ... n.. no ... ?"

Memory came flooding back in one wave of terror.

... my.... "

The nurse hovered close as the Doctor confirmed her fears.

"I'm sorry ... there was nothing we could do ... "

But she could have done something before that.
If she'd spoken with Darla, if she'd gotten her help.
She would have supported her, would have helped her sort everything out with with Billy ... But as it was ...
She had said nothing, allowed herself to get involved in the robbery.
If she hadn't taken part?
If she hadn't run away?

" ... it's all my fault ... "

She choked as silent tears poured down her face.
Her body shook as anguish racked her body.
Around her she heard the nurse soothing, barely felt the prick of the injection and despite herself became drowsy once more.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Dr Thomas / Carson

Doctor Malcolm gave sigh of exasperation.

”Whatever it is you think she’s involved with, she won’t be up to being cross-examined for at least 48 hours.”

Still the Officer persisted.

”We’re checking out the serial numbers of the money found on Cassandra Blaketon, Dr Thomas. It is likely that less than 24 hours ago she was involved in a robbery and kidnapping.”

Dr Malcolm shook his head incredulously.

”Officer Carson, the girl just had a miscarriage. She’s distraught and had to be sedated.“

The Officer seemed unmoved and continued:

”Known associates; one William D’Marco, known as Billy and Darla Crosbie .”

He watched the Dr’s face register something and pressed on.

”She’s gotten herself mixed up with some pretty heavy stuff, Doctor.
And circumstances suggest that she wanted out of the whole scenario which can only make the situation more dangerous for the hostages.”

Dr Thomas looked increasingly distressed.

”She ... mentionned those names ... Billy ... Darla ... before being fully conscious ... “

He paused. Carson bided his time waiting for the Doctor to continue.

” ... she’s weak ... and if you’re right, there’s no telling what might have happened to cause her to lose the baby ... “

He seemed to make up his mind.

” ... she should be awake again in a couple of hours ... you can talk to her, but ... go easy ... no cross-examination ... and only for as long as she can cope for.”

 

[Wyld52771]

Deputy James Carson

James Carson had sat for a long time, with his sister as she sobbed on his shoulder. Sarah and James's father had stopped over about a half hour ago, taking Justin along with him to get away from the stressful situation, despite Justin's emphatic protests that he had wanted to stay.

James had continued to comfort his sister once Justin was gone, and after Sarah's tears had finally subsided, she finally had looked up, her tear stained face awash with emotion and said, "You'll find them, won't you, Jimmy....you'll find Evan and Brianna and bring them home to me, won't you?"

He couldn't bring himself to say anything that could upset her again.

"I'll find them, sis...I promise you, I'll find them."

Suddenly the doorbell rang.

Sarah jumped, and James rubbed her shoulder soothingly, as he got up to open the door.

A young man in a dark suit stood on the front step.

"Deputy James Carson?" the man asked.

James nodded, and and the man continued, "Special Agent Sam Billings...FBI."

The man flipped open a badge, showing his credentials.

"I've been assigned by my superiors to set up a command post here. I'll need to bring in some equipment and monitor incoming phone calls, and also act as a liaison between the bureau and the victims' family, as well as to help assist in any demands that might be called in my the kidnappers, in case ransom is demanded. Standard proceedure in any kidnap case."

Sarah came to the door, and Billings nodded in greeting to her, asking, "Mrs. Rodgers?"

"Yes?" she replied, questioningly.

Billings looked at her, and said, "I'm so sorry...I know that this must be a terribly traumatic experience for you. My name is Sam Billings...I work with the FBI. Would you allow me to set some equipment? We need to monitor your phone, in case your husband...or his captors...call. We're hoping that if that happens, we'll be able to trace the call and track them down. Would you allow me to do that?"

James was impressed...Billings had lost the professional attitude and took on a sympathetic, caring role, to put Sarah at ease. He obviously had dealt with these types of situations before.

"Sis," James said, looking worriedly at his sister, "I'm going to go back down to the station to see what I can find out...I'll call you if we find anything..."

Sarah nodded, seeming lost...James hated to leave her, but he couldn't stand feeling helpless...he had to do SOMETHING to help the situation.

*****

After Billings was all situated, and he was reassured that Sarah was going to be okay, James went outside, and got in his cruiser, and was heading on his way back to the station, when his radio crackled.

"Jimmy? You there?"

James picked up. "Carson here...Charlie, is that you?"

"Yeah," Charlie Williams said, speaking softly, "We just got a call in to the station...got the FBI agent left here calling all his buddies. Apparently, a young girl was just brought into the hospital..."

James cut him off, his voice frantic. "Was it Brianna?" Is she ok...she's not hur..."

Charlie cut him off, "No...no, Jimmy, it wasn't Brianna...but it was one of the suspects from the gas station robbery...some girl named Cassie Blaketon. They figure she was the driver of the car. There's been no word on Evan, Brianna, or the other two, though. Seems like this one must have gotten spooked and cut and run."

"So," James said, "She might know where they are! We have to question her NOW!"

"Yup," Charlie said, "They'll be sending the Feds over."

He looked at his surroundings, and realized he was only a few blocks away from the hospital...he had passed it moments before. He quickly cranked the steering wheel, and hit the gas, causing his tires to squeal loudly on the pavement as the whipped the car around, as he flipped his sirens on.

"Thanks for letting me know, Charlie. I'll be there...I'm only two blocks from there now. Maybe I can get some answers now...we're running out of time. We can't wait...soon they'll have to move."

*****

And so, it wasn't much later, that James had found himself in an arguement with Doctor Malcolm, frustrated that Cassie Blaketon had already been sedated.

They wouldn't get any answers for at least another couple hours...but James wasn't leaving here. The Feds would be here soon, and if they tried to push him aside, they'd find out just how stubborn he could be. There was no way he was going to get pushed away from this investigation, personal involvement or not...he'd made a promise to his sister, and he was determined to keep it.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

”Cassandra ...?”

The voice drew her from her slumber.

”Cassandra...?”

Again more urgently.

”It’s .. Cassie ... “

She murmured without thinking as her eyes opened reluctantly.

”There’s a gentleman here, he wants to talk to you ...”

The Doctor glanced back at James warningly.
Against his better judgement, he had allowed the policeman in the room, persuaded that it would be better for the girl if one officer questioned her, rather than the team of his colleagues who might well arrive at the hospital and want to interview her “en masse”.

” .. talk ... to me..?”

She still felt groggy. The last thing Cassie felt like right now was conversation.
Besides who ....? Her eyes flew wide in alarm.
She wasn’t up to speaking to her father right now! Surely they hadn’t called him?
After the harsh words, what he had said about Billy, about her baby ... tears welled up in her eyes ...

”This is Officer Carson ... this won’t take long ...”

The Doctor’s words were more a warning to Carson, than reassurance to Cassie.

Ironically, Cassie looked relieved. Anyone was better than facing her father.
Wearily she closed her eyes, and then opened them again fixing them curiously on the still mute Officer and waiting for him to speak.

 

[sfaigon]

Brianna Rodgers

Her tired eyes opened once more. Her eyelids brought her long lashes upwards until the full round ring of her brown irises could be seen.

Confusion made its way to her angelic face as soreness and pain racked her body. Ow... what's this? She struggled to comprehend the intense pain lancing through her breasts, along with the agonizing ache in her lower areas. A sticky substance covered her naked chest and she reached a hand up to wipe off the offending liquid from her body.

What is this? The young teenager thought in panic as she struggled against the bonds holding her body tightly against another's.

"Mhyph!!!" She screamed out against her gag, struggling in earnest once more against the tightly tied ropes.

A soft grunt was heard behind her as the other person came awake. Dad? What's going on? She thought with terror, feeling the flesh of her bare back against her father's.

Brianna started to sob once more as her mind had blocked out the hours of their abduction and rape. She could feel her heart pounding wildly in her chest as she cast her eyes around the room frantically.

Her beautiful brown eyes settled the couple beneath the covers as they moved and shifted, causing the sheet's outline to waver and morph to her bewildered eyes.

Her memory came back in a rush, her mind causing her body to remembered every thrust, every strike, her father's words. It was with gratitude that she finally drifted of into a fitful sleep racked with exhaustion. Even asleep, she was plagued with nightmares of even worse tortures and humiliation.

 

[sfaigon]

Sarah Rodgers

The pretty housewife looked at the FBI agent blankly as she struggled against the panic welling up in her chest. A slight nod was giving to her brother's statement as she stepped back from the doorway to let her brother out. She extended her arm towards the couch, her hands trembling with despair and exhaustion.

She didn't wait to acknowledge if he had sat or no before collapsing onto her husband's favorite loveseat where the two of them had snuggled up on every Sunday to watch football.

"Oh my god, my husband..." Sarah whispered, clasping her hands together to calm the shaking.

Her bright blue eyes were swollen from her crying as she looked over at the FBI agent. Her full pouted mouth opened to speak with him. But no words came out and they closed. She struggled to speak, her mouth opening once more, only to close yet again.

She sighed shakily as her head sank into her hands. She had thought that the comfortable, well-worn two person couch might have been able to calm her, soother her. But all it did was reaffirm her husband's absence.

It had only been hours since her dear Evan's abduction but already she was in pieces. Because all her life she had been looking for her other half. She had been overjoyed when two had found each other on Valentine's day in that cafe. It had been a perfect relationship, the couple living as in a fairy tale.

With him she was complete, his strength of character and rock steady calm supplementing her weak willed mind and unstable emotions. With him, she had been happy, but without him, she was just not... whole.

Her thoughts quickly turned to her young daughter, her baby girl. She had always thought of Brianna as her little Bree, the innocent 8 year-old that looked up at her with reverent eyes, holding up a picture of their entire family and pointing at her mother and proudly exclaiming, "I want to be like you when I grow up."

A sob escaped her parted lips as she felt Agent Billings get up and sit next to her. A very hesitant arm wrapped around her, drawing her close. She broke apart. Tears streamed down her face liberally as she clutching his shirt tightly, her petite body shaking with sobs.

It was more than five minutes later when she finally calmed down enough to pull away from him. She got up, without a word, and made her way to the kitchen. She returned later with a large bottle of vodka, a carton of orange juice, and two glasses.

Still without a word, she sat down next to the young man and started to mix the drink for the both of them. She down her first glass quickly, gasping at the unfamiliar burn down her throat. She mixed herself another vodka and OJ, sipping it slowly, cradling the fragile glass in-between her small pale hands.

 

[Wyld52771]

FBI Agent Sam Billings

Sam Billings had gotten all his equipment set up and after James Carson had left, had been monitoring his equipment, as well as checking on his leads about Cassie Blaketon, having been assigned to her, while Abe had been assigned to Billy D'Marco and Darla Crosbie. So far, all he'd been able to find out about Cassie was that she had been a good student, and aside from a few minor misdemeanor run-ins with the law, due to her coupling with Billy D'Marco, her record had been clean.

Before leaving the police station, he had talked a bit with Cassie's parents, and they had been upset, and worried about their daughter, of course, wondering what she could have gotten involved in that concerned the FBI. They were supposed to be flying in, in the morning, and would be more thoroughly questioned about their daughter once they got here.

He'd made an interesting discovery, while speaking with them, however...Cassie Blaketon had been pregnant, and when her parents had last seen her, more than likely with D'Marco's child, and they had given her money to go through with an abortion.

After doing all he could with the investigation of Cassie Blaketon, he'd come here, per Wilkins' request, to monitor phone calls, and to attempt to reassure the Rodgers family that everything that could be done, was being done.

So now, he found himself on the couch, trying to comfort Evan Rodgers's wife. She seemed an emotional wreck, and he couldn't blame her, given the trauma of the situation. He'd always been good at this part of the job, which was why Wilkins had chosen him, rather than Garretty or Kamdorfski....he had a way about him that made people comfortable around him. As Sarah Rodgers cried into his chest, Sam had awkwardly held her close, and he had to admit, his heart had gone out to her a bit. She'd finally calmed, seeming embarressed to have broken down in front of a complete stranger, and had left the room.

A few minutes later, she came back with some vodka and orange juice, and two glasses, and started mixing drinks, quickly downing hers, and offering him one.

"I'm sorry, ma'am...I can't. I'm on the job right now. Thanks you for the offer though."

He watched as she set his glass down on the end table, and refilled her own glass, her hands shaking as she slowly sipped on it, and thought he should be polite enough to make a compromise...and maybe try to distract her from just sitting there worrying, if only for a short time.

"I'd love a cup of coffee, though, if you have any..."

 

[sfaigon]

Mrs. Sarah Rodgers

Sarah shrugged slightly as he politely declined. She down ed the rest of the glass in one go, gasping once again at the delicious burn that made its way down her throat. She closed her eyes at the sensation, glad that the physical discomfort distracted her form her emotional situation.

"Sure..." She whispered, giving him a sad smile as she picked herself off the sofa. Her eyes stayed glued to the ground, watching in idle fascination at the pink bunny slippers and their floppy ears.

With a small sigh, she plucked a mug out of the cabinet and poured the steaming hot, robust liquid into it. Grabbing some creamer and sugar packets out of the same cabinet, she gently plodded her way back to where Agent Billings was sitting.

"Sam?" The petite blond extended the mug towards him. It wasn't lost on either of them that her hand was slightly steadier than before. If she had tried to hand him coffee earlier, there were bound to be spills and burns on both of them.

"Here..." She released the mug handle when Agent Billings took it into his hands.

Sarah sank back into the couch, at the opposite end of him, leaving a half-foot space between them. Her hands worked quickly to mix herself another drink, downing that one as quickly as the first before looking at his untouched drink.

"Since you're not drinking this..." She slurred slightly before scooting a little closer to him, picking it up and taking small sips.

The drink was finished in no time and she scooted even closer to fix herself another drink. She smiled at him drunkenly as she first poured vodka into the glass before reaching for the orange juice. Seeing it empty, she just poured more of the clear liquor.

"You sh-sure you don't wha-want any?" Sarah half-stammered, half-slurred. The distance between them had disappeared entirely and she laid her head against his shoulder.

The 40 year-old blond moved her legs over until they were doing more than brushing his own, laying one knee on his thigh. Her right arm lay around his abdomen, giving his midsection a small squeeze.

"There's still plenty left..." This was said with more clarity as she looked up at him, her normally bright blue eyes slightly glazed with the alcohol.

 

[Wyld52771]

FBI Agent Sam Billings

Sam found himself becoming more and more uncomfortable with Sarah Rodgers obviously intoxicated state.

At first, she seemed fine, if a little upset, which was perfectly understandable, after all, considering the circumstances. She'd gotten him his coffee, and sat with him on the couch, and he'd sat near her, trying to reassure her with a comforting presence and polite conversation.

But then, she'd poured herself another drink, quickly slamming it down, and then grabbing the drink she had poured him earlier, and repeating the process.

By the time she was pouring herself straight vodka, she was practically cuddled up against him, her leg pressing against his, her arm around him, squeezing...and truth be told, he was a bit flustered. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before, and being somewhat new in the field, and in an unfamiliar situation, he wasn't sure what protocol demanded, as far as how he was supposed to act.

Sarah looked at him and drunkenly inquired, "You sh-sure you don't wha-want any?" She leaned against him, laying her head on his shoulder, her body pressed closely against his side. She then looked up into his eyes, her blue eyes meeting his hazel, as she added, "There's still plenty left..."

"Umm...no thank you, ma'am," he said, somewhat awkwardly, his obvious discomfort causing him to lose his normally cool demeanor, "I'm afraid I can't drink while I'm on the job...it's against policy..."

Sam was a single guy...and despite being a fully trained agent, his strong suit had always been information gathering, rather than Kamdorfski or Garretty, who both were more adept at the more physical aspects of the job. He'd always been somewhat of a computer "tech geek", and victim liaison as well. He worked all the time, had pretty much no social life, and hadn't had a steady girlfriend in over three years.

For the last two years of his life, his only sexual outlet had been watching porn on his laptop and masturbating in various hotel rooms while on investigations. It had been quite some time since he'd been this close to a woman, especially one as pretty and attractive as the older woman beside him. He had to admit, it felt...nice.

So it probably wasn't surprising what happened next...he began to feel himself becoming aroused.

His face flushed in shame at his body's instinctual reaction...he wanted to move away from the traumatized woman, but the way she was pressed against him, he couldn't really move away or cover the slowly rising bulge in his pants without drawing Sarah's attention to it.

"Maybe if I move forward...set my coffee down on the table and set my laptop on my lap..." he thought to himself, his face red with embarrassment, "maybe she won't notice..."

 

[Powerdog16]

Billy was the first one to get up the next morning while it was still dark. He found Darla curled up next to him. He smiled and nudged her awake and said, "Wake up baby... come on"

When she did not respond right off, he decided to wake her up the way she loved being woke up. He also glanced down at Brianna as well and decided... why not two for the price of one... He reached and eased Brianna up next to Darla and interlaced B's right leg with D's left. Once satisfied in the positioning, he slid under the covers and looked at both pussies there and ready for him. He spread his ladies legs apart and began to wake them up the way all women liked being woke up... with strong powerful oral stimulation... when he was not licking Darla, he was licking Brianna. When he was not filling Brianna's hole with his fingers, he was with Darla...

 

[sallythescorpian]

Darla

Darla awoke to the wonderful feeling of Billy playing with her pussy! Long, firm strokes of his tongue, and his fingers working her brought her to awareness and arousal very quickly, and pleasantly! In truth, this was a rare treat! Billy was much more the wild, fast, frantic fuck type, than the slow, tender lover, and that suited Darla fine, but she loved this too on occasion!

She noticed that Brianna had somehow gotten into the bed again, but, feeling mellow and a lot more benevolent this morning, Darla decided to let the girl enjoy some tender lovin' - she'd had her fill of the rough stuff last night!!

Darla flipped herself around, wriggling under Billy, and she sucked his hard cock into her mouth, 69ing with him, while he played with her and Brianna. Darla licked, sucked, probed and fluttered her tongue over Billy's engorged manhood, teasing him, bringing him close to the edge, then squeezing the base of his cock, while backing off, and waiting for his impending orgasm to subside a little, before taking him back into her mouth.

She felt her own clit swell under his attentions, her pulse seeming to throb in her pussy, and as he manipulted her with his tongue, and fingers, she began to shudder, as waves of orgasm crashed through her.

 

[sfaigon]

Brianna Rodgers

Mm... That's good. She moaned softly in her sleep. Her nightmare gently tapered off, until there was only a gentle comforting darkness. Subconsciously her body was starting to react to that wondrous tongue as it lapped at her slit, probing gently, insistently into her rapidly moistening hole.

"Auh..." Brianna moaned out loud as her eyes opened. She looked on in awe at the head buried between her legs. It moved to and for, backwards and forwards as he licked her, gently nibbling on the lips of her pussy and causing her back to arch under his touch.

Her mind struggled to work around the reason of his gentle attentions as her flesh was still aching from the abuse from yesterday. But she was left at an impasse and with a long, shuddering sigh, her young body quivering as she noticed the female form moving under him.

"Oh god..." The 18 year-old whimpered as Billy stopped and started to work on Darla, causing the beautiful brunette to moan.

What's going on? Brianna struggled to comprehend why they were allowing her this. Her stream of thoughts shattered as a wave of unfullfilment washed through her. She whimpered once again as one of her own hands came up to get rid of the edge Billy had put her on.

Brianna moaned softly as her long fingers quickly brought her to orgasm, the orgasms denied her yesterday from the rough treatment yesterday. She came down slowly, giving the occasional tremor as she came down from her orgasmic bliss.

 

[Powerdog16]

Between Briana's orgasm to his face... and then a second and a third from his relentless assault on that young pussy plus Darla's orgams which came multiple times as well, plus the fact that Darla had practically swallowed cock down her throat hard, he quickly succumbed to the cravings he needed filled!!! He exploded into Darla's mouth, filling her throat with his seed!!!

After an hour more of intense sex, the four of them were now up and back in the car on the run again... He was driving with Brianna bound still behind her back next to him. Evan sat in the back seat with Darla, gun levelled at him and bound by his hands and feet. Billy looked at Darla and said, "I had planned on using that cabin for a hideout for a few more days but with Cassie a loose cannon now, I guess we are running once again! I know of a place on the other side of the lake which one of my friends used to own. It is abandoned now. It will take us a few hours to get there..."

He reached to Brianna and pulled his arm around her shoulder and pulled her to him, "So darlin, i hope I met up to your expectations for your first night with us... between you and me... your dad... yeah... I don't think he approved so much... did you hear what he said about you?"

 

[Wyld52771]

Deputy James Carson; at the Hospital with Cassie...

James stood, watching as the doctor woke Cassie Blaketon. Looking at her, he wouldn't have guessed her to be a criminal...the pretty young girl seemed small and almost fragile laying in the hospital bed.

After she seemed alert and the doctor introduced him, James walked over to the bed. The doctor retreated, giving James a warning glance, which he understood...he wouldn't be able to press Cassie hard for information. Subtlety and empathy would be required.

"Hello, Cassie," James said, "I'll only take a few moments of your time. I know you've had a traumatic experience. I just have a few questions to ask....and I can't tell you how much the answers mean to me. I know you were involved somehow in an armed robbery earlier this evening..."

Her face seemed to register fear, and he quickly leaned forward, touching her hand to try to reassure her. "I don't care about that...I'd be willing to guess you got caught up in something beyond your control, Cassie. A pregnant woman typically doesn't put herself in harms way willingly...l'm more interested about what happened after. If you can help me, I swear, I'll do whatever I can to help you...I promise."

"You see, I know what happened...I saw the video surveillance tape at the gas station...how the car got shot and how you and your friends took the van and the people inside it. Those people were my niece and my brother-in-law. My sister's husband and child. I love my family very much. I don't want to see them getting hurt...or worse."

He looked at Cassie, and said, "Is there anything you can tell me, as far as how we can find Evan and Brianna, Cassie?"

"Please," James said, "I don't want things getting out of hand again...for the sake of my family OR your friends...I'd rather not see anyone getting hurt...please, help me prevent that..."

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

"Hello, Cassie,"

Cassie nodded to the policeman who stood before her.

"I'll only take a few moments of your time. I know you've had a traumatic experience. I just have a few questions to ask....and I can't tell you how much the answers mean to me. “

Cassie glanced across to the Doctor who stood close by giving her a nod of encouragement. She turned back to the man and continued to listen.

”I know you were involved somehow in an armed robbery earlier this evening..."

Her eyes widened in shock. The robbery ... Billy ... Darla .... !
That had all seemed so far away ... all she had thought about was her baby.
The events that had caused her to run away from them all came back to her in a rush.

"I don't care about that...I'd be willing to guess you got caught up in something beyond your control, Cassie. “

His words were all sympathy as he patted her hand.

”A pregnant woman typically doesn't put herself in harms way willingly........ “

She flinched at his words, missing the rest of the sentence. Pulling her hand away she rested it protectively on her belly.

She had been pregnant ... and allowed herself to get into that situation ... she had put herself and her baby in harm’s way ... and had lost it ...
The pain of guilt and loss seared through her as sharp as a knife, as sharply as the contractions she’d had which had led to the too-early delivery of her baby.

" Those people were my niece and my brother-in-law. My sister's husband and child. I love my family very much. I don't want to see them getting hurt...or worse."

She blinked. What people? She had totally lost track of what he was talking about.

"Is there anything you can tell me, as far as how we can find Evan and Brianna, Cassie?"

Again those names made her remember just how bad things had gotten. Just how wild Billy and Darla had become. The girl despised her, even though Cassie had taken pity on her ... and she’d had an admiration for the father ... his actions had been misplaced, but he’d never stopped trying to protect his little girl ...
She wondered if Billy would ever have been as brave to protect his daughter, if she hadn’t lost her ...

"...I'd rather not see anyone getting hurt...please, help me prevent that..."

She focused back on the man beside her.
He was pleading with her, but she had someone missed the point ...

”Who .... I ... don’t know what you’re talking about ... “

She told him.

” ... I ... can’t even think straight right now ... “

Both statements were true, but she feared that she could say the wrong thing in her current state of mind and she had vowed not to betray Billy and Darla!

” ... maybe later ... “

She murmured. She knew that she just couldn’t handle this now ...

 

[sfaigon]

Sarah Rodgers

Sarah was paying attention to the young agent, more attention than a married woman had any right to, her bright blue eyes quickly catching the increasing tension in his trousers.

She tilted her head gently to the side as her right arm unwrapped from his midsection, only to come back as she placed a palm on his chest. Her eyes watched in fascination as her fingers became more familiar with his musculature, flitting from place to place on his torso.

It was a few minutes later when her fingers stopped their long trek at his belt. They seemed to hesitate briefly before settling gently on the straining bulge. Her touches remained light.

The blond mother of two heard a soft gasp from above, answering with her own drunken giggle.

"Hey there..." Sarah murmured thickly before catching herself and pulling away.

"Sorry..."

 

[Wyld52771]

Evan Rodgers, in the car with Billy, Darla, and Brianna...

Evan had woke to find himself being dragged to the car, and thrown roughly in the backseat by Billy and Darla. He groaned in pain...his muscles ached almost agonizingly and he could barely move. Billy made Brianna sit in the from with him, while Darla sat in back next to him, her gun trained upon him. There was a subtle shift in Darla's mood when she looked at him now...after last night's attack, she seemed more wary of him. In some regards that was a bad thing...they wouldn't underestimate him again, and so, another chance at escape would be nearly impossible.

Evan no longer looked like a typical suburban father. His clothing was wrinkled and had scattered blood droplets on it, mostly his own. In particular, the cuffs of his of his shirt showed signs of violence, stained red with the blood of his struggles to escape his bonds. His face looked far from the harmless, pleasant looking man he'd been a little less than sixteen hours ago...it was bruised on one side from Billy's wicked punch, and a dark 5 o'clock shadow covered his jawline. His eyes looked haunted, dark shadows underneath his bleary, red-rimmed, brown eyed gaze. He looked...dangerous.

His mindset had changed overnight as well...after their ordeal last night, he knew very well that Billy and Darla would never let them go. That was no longer an option for them. Eventually they would tire of the game they played, and then, it would be two gunshots...first for him, and then later, after Billy got his fill of Brianna's charms, her as well. He had the feeling that Billy wouldn't harm Brianna right now though...he almost acted as if trying to turn her to his way, perhaps to replace Cassie. Brianna was so fragile now, and traumatized by her father's words to her last night, that it might happen. He couldn't allow that.

He listened as Billy spoke aloud while driving, seemingly to Darla.

"I had planned on using that cabin for a hideout for a few more days but with Cassie a loose cannon now, I guess we are running once again! I know of a place on the other side of the lake which one of my friends used to own. It is abandoned now. It will take us a few hours to get there..."

Evan looked up at the rear view mirror, looking at Billy's hateful face, and felt anger rising again...and it only increased when the young criminal reached his arm around Brianna's shoulders, pulling her close.

"So darlin, i hope I met up to your expectations for your first night with us... between you and me... your dad... yeah... I don't think he approved so much... did you hear what he said about you?"

Evan snarled into his gag and threw himself forward, slamming his forehead hard into the back of Billy's skull, causing the car to weave wildly, as Billy was momentarily stunned. He felt Darla grabbing at him, screaming and cursing, pulling him back by his collar, and threw himself backwards at her, his body thrashing. He knew it would do no good....he couldn't escape...but it sent a message to Brianna that the things he had said the night before were not said of his own free will, but out of desire to protect her from harm.

In the struggle to get him under control, his gag came loose, and as he was pushed back down, he yelled.

"You're nothing but animals! Fucking monsters! Untie me you fucking cowards! Nothing but pieces of fucking human garbage!"

He took a hard blow to the face, and he saw stars, his head spinning...but was able to say one last thing before the gag was secured again.

"Brianna....love you...no matter what..."

 

[Wyld52771]

FBI Agent Sam Billings, at the Rodgers residence...

As Sam moved forward to set the coffee down, Sarah's hand moved around, settling gently on his chest, stopping him and then pushing him back against the couch. Her hand played against his chest, and he felt his heartbeat begin to race, very flustered at where this seemed to be heading.

Still, it felt so nice, he found himself unmoving, despite his better judgement...her hand playing over his chest, the scent of her flowery perfume....it held him immobile.

When Sarah's hand settled on the now extremely noticeable bulge in his pants, it caused a gasp of surprised arousal to escape him. When her hand began to slowly move, it did so in a way that made him squirm in barely restrained tension, causing a low moan to escape him as she giggled in drunken amusement.

"Hey there..." Sarah murmured, looking up at him...and then pulled away, apologizing.

"Sorry..."

Trying to regain his composure, Sam sat forward, setting the coffee cup down, and covering his crotch with his hands, clearing his throat as he responded..

"Ummm....no apology necessary, Mrs. Rodgers...you've been through a lot tonight...and it's easy to...err...get carried away, I guess."

His face flushed with embarrassment as he stood, saying, "I...umm....well, I better go...check on the equipment."

 

[Wyld52771]

Deputy James Carson; at the Hospital with Cassie...

James looked down at Cassie, holding in barely restrained frustration.

Trying to sound calm, James said, "Cassie, we can't wait until later. Time is running out for Brianna and Evan...I think you know that."

"Soon there are going to be FBI agents here, Cassie....they'll be a
lot more harsh in their questioning than me. They won't care about what happened...what you might have been forced into. Kidnapping is a Federal offense...you'll end up going to prison. Are Billy and Darla both worth spending the next twenty years of your life in prison?"

He sighed, taking a deep breath, realizing his own desperation might be leading him to push too hard, intimidation would only alienate her.

"I might be able to help you," he said, "I can talk to my superiors...tell them you were coerced and forced into all this. Your record would support that, and some sort of plea bargain could be arranged...if you cooperate."

He looked at her pleadingly, "I really need your help, Cassie...please...help me. I swear, I'll do my best to help you too."

 

[sfaigon]

Brianna looked at him sadly in answer to his question. She struggled weakly against his arm, only succeeding to cause him to tighten his grip on her shoulders. She was struggling to keep her eyes open, exhaustion weighing down on her narrow shoulders.

That was until something hit Billy in the back of the head with the force of a hammer. His body jerked forward, jerking her own smaller frame forward. Her eyes snapped open in surprise, watching in shock and helplessness as her forehead headed towards the cupboard in front of her. But then the vehicle swerved, forcing her back into her seat.

The next few seconds passed by slowly. The 18 year-old watched helplessly as her father struggled violently against his bonds and the blows of the woman named Darla.

"NO!" Brianna yelled back, struggling against the arm that had wrapped around her shoulders yet again but with more force this time. She gave a yelp of pain as her father cried out a stream of insults, spurred on by righteous anger.

"You're nothing but animals! Fucking monsters! Untie me you fucking cowards! Nothing but pieces of fucking human garbage!" Evan screamed before Darla struck him on the side of his face, stunning him.

The young brunette wailed in desperation as he slumped slightly where he sat. His mouth opened a few more times, speaking words that she had heard from him everyday of her life. But never had they meant more to her than they did now.

"Brianna....love you...no matter what..."

Brianna sobbed with with a bitter mix of regret, grief, and despair as he was gagged once again. She turned towards Billy, screaming obscenities with her eyes alone.

"I HATE YOU!!!" These words were spoken with such venom that left a bitter taste in one's mouth.

"I HATE YOU!!!"

 

[sallythescorpian]

Darla

Darla struggled to subdue Evan after he headbutted Billy into the back of the head. A punch to his windpipe quieted him enough to get the gag back in place. Adrenalin pumping, from the brief struggle, she focussed her attention on Evan. She put her hand under his nose. "You know Evan, that was totally fucking stupid! Do you realise just how helpless you are, how impotent? huh? If I push upwards here" She pressed her fingers up hard under his nose "I could kill you" she snapped her fingers, "just like that!! What'll happen to Brianna then d'ya think? Well, after me and Billy dumped you someplace, we'd have to head south for a bit, Mexico maybe? We could sell little Bri here to the nearest whorehouse, where she could spend the rest of her days on earth? How does that grab you?" Darla watched tears form in the corner of Evan's eyes, and he squeezed them shut, to prevent her seeing his anguish. "Now, be a good boy and behave!" and with that Darla puched Evan into the balls, causing him to double over.

Darla leaned forward, swinging partially over the top of the seat to check Billy out. "You okay babe? I punched that fucker in the balls, so he's not gonna be doing much of anything for a while." She rubbed the back of Billy's head, and neck and then quickly kissed him on the cheek, before turning to Brianna. "You Daddy better learn to shut the fuck up and behave himself, or life is gonna be pretty miserable for both of you! Just play ball, and everything will be fine! Don't you worry about a thing you hear! But as Darla spoke the last, her other hand grabbed Brianna's hair, just a little, at the edge of her scalp, and she twisted it viciously, and glared at the girl in anger.