The Ranch

[CrimsonMaiden]

Savannah

[OOC]Since Vandal had already posted that Dante was in the muti room, I'm going to go ahead and do the meeting.[/OOC]

"OK, looks like everyone except for Glory is here. We'll leave the door open so we can hear if they come out and Dante can see the Sheriff out and lock up.

"We've gone through a couple of changes today, so I wanted to fill everyone in on what was going on. I'm sure you have all seen the Sheriff around. I knew when I opened the Ranch, he would show up. However, considering rules and regulations of the other locations I checked, along with the reputation of law enforcement officials, he seems to be the lesser of the evils. He will be taking a cut of the profits, but in turn, we get a little added extra protection, though I have no doubt Dante can handle anything that comes up.

"The Ranch itself is taking the profit hit. I am not taking any of it out of your pay. It's not fair to you. As I'm sure you've figured out in his two visits today, he gets the use of our services for free. If it starts interfering with our ability to serve paying customers, I'll have a talk with him. After all, if it cuts into our profits, it cuts into his as well.

"As I am sure you've all noticed, we have a new employee." Savannah gestured toward Randy. "Randy is an old friend of Stevie's and is joining us. He will take men or women clients. By the way," Savannah looked over at Randy and her little brother with a reproaching glance. "Try to save your personal activities for off hours. You may think I'm not looking, but trust me, I don't miss much. I hope tonight was a result of the fact you haven't seen each other in awhile and that from now on, you'll try to control yourselves. What you do on your off hours is your own business. What you do during open hours is mine.

"Business has been kind of slow, but we have someone who is going to start bringing clients in, so it should pick up. I know the workload will be difficult at first, but hopefully we will get some more employees in the near future so y'all can get more breaks and off hours. We may have to raise the rates slightly, but I am going to wait a couple of weeks and see how things go before I decide whether or not it needs to be done.

"Dante, you've done a really good job getting this place set-up."

"Anyone have any questions?"

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Savannah

Savannah looked around the room as everyone remained quiet. She guessed either no one had a question, or they wanted to speak to her privately about any concerns. From the way most of them slouched in their seats, she could tell they were very tired and mostly just wanted to retire for the night.

"Ok, if anyone thinks of anything, just let me know. Meeting is dismissed. See everyone tomorrow."

 

[ozme52]

The Next Morning

Jimmy Jackson

Jimmy spent most of the next mornng talking to the managers of the better limo services and lined them all up. They'd take clients to The Ranch and get a kickback, through Jimmy, for anyone using their services. They all knew Jimmy was getting something off the top but figured he was also taking the risks with Braxton, so no one quibbled.

Later that day Jimmy drove by The Ranch. Sure enough, quite a number of cabs were making dropoffs already. It was the first day of the electronics convention and while most were lookie-loo's, they were all heavy drinkers. They'd be buying drinks and lap-dances at the very least.

Jimmy watched for nearly half an hour before he had to go pick up a client at the airport. Maybe they'd be interested in a dalliance at The Ranch too. Later he'd be picking up Mr. Morrison. Jimmy would go in too, Morrison was paying for the limo for the whole night, or as long as his visit lasted.....

Jimmy hoped to talk to Savannah in person, maybe seal the deal with a drink, maybe seal it with something more.

 

[4degrees]

stevie

As I got up from my seat in the meeting, I glanced at Randy silently saying to him, "Oops, we were busted", and he raised his eyebrows knowingly at me and followed me out of the room.

I felt I owed my sister an apology, but hell, at the same time that could be great for business! A customer coming in and seeing us lost in a sex act..uncaring of who might be watching. But I knew I needed to take my sister's warning to heart, and had to keep my affection for Randy more private.

Randy seemed somewhat distant back in our room. I knew he had to be tired from his trip..and the let down of not hooking that john earlier might've still had him irritated. I decided not to pester him with any 'what's wrongs', and just let him make himself comfortable next to me in the bed. I put my face on his warm shoulder and lay quietly, waiting for sleep but hoping he'd have other ideas.

 

[Megara]

I nodded at the sheriff and bounced even harder on his cock. With every thrust I could feel the butt plug pushing further into my anus, and at the same time Braxton's cockhead was hitting my cervix. It felt incredible, having both of my holes filled in such a way.

I squeezed my pussy muscles, milking the sheriff's shaft as he pumped in and out of me. I knew it was getting close to meeting time (I didn't know they'd had the meeting already and were all dismissed), but I needed the sheriff to be happy with my performance, so I kept at it, until it felt like he could be close to coming.

"Now, it's time for my ass." I told him. I raised off of him and pulled the buttplug out of my anus with a pop. Then I positioned myself, still facing him, on the chair and lowered myself so his cock could enter my ready ass tunnel. The sheriff had to push a bit, but for the most part the buttplug had prepared me for the entry. My ass felt like it was about to explode with the large cock inside it, working back and forth like a piston. "Oh fuck!" I moaned loudly.

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Savannah

After the metting, Savannah pulled Dante aside and asked if he would mind taking care of getting everything closed up and secured after the Sheriff left. He nodded assent and she headed through the office and into the apartment area.

She was hungry, but her body ached from the tension and activities of the day, so she opted for a long, hot soak in the tub.
Slipping out of her work clothes, she stepped into the tub, sinking down into the steaming water. As the taut muscles in her body relaxed, her mind drifted to the past...and what brought her to The Ranch.

Growing up, she had three brothers: Stevie, who was the youngest child, and Matt and Tom, who were both older than Savannah. They never had much growing up, just each other. Both of their parents were alcoholics. Their father, Brian, had always been that way. Their mother, Debbie, gradually turned to alcohol to escape from the abuse she often received during Brian's drunken rages. The children became adept at being quiet and invisible; otherwise, they too would incur thier father's wrath.

When Savannah was fourteen, her mother died from alcoholic poisoning. Her brothers said it should have been the old bastard who died. Savannah couldn't agree more. Matt and Tom had gotten old enough and big enough to fight back, so their father left them alone. As long as the two older boys were home, their father left them all in peace, but if they were gone, Savannah and Stevie bore the brunt of his alcoholic tirades. He never hurt them severely, but they often sported bruises.

At the age of sixteen, Savannah ran away from home. Matt and Tom had moved out of the house, leaving Savannah and Stevie to fend for themselves. Stevie had gotten a part time job delivering groceries, which left Savannah home alone with her father. Most nights, she either stayed at a friend's house until time for Stevie to come home, or she would climb through her window and leave the lights off so her father wouldn't know she was home.

One night, she made it home before Stevie, so she waited quietly on the porch. She never figured out how her father knew she was there, but he opened the door and jerked her inside, pulling her back against his stomach.

"It's time you took your rightful place as the woman of the house," her father said. He humped against her ass, his cock poking her through the denim of her jeans.

"I do. I take care of all the housework and cook your meals."

"I'm not talking about that, girly. A man has needs. Now that your mother is gone, it's your responsibility to take care of me... in every way." He pawed at her breasts, squeezing them painfully.

"Stop it!" Savannah screamed. In that moment, she knew this house was no longer her home. Using a trick taught to her by her older brothers, Savannah stomped heavily on her dad's foot and then twisted around and kneed him in the balls. His grip loosened and she pulled away, crashing through the door and running down the street as if pursued by the devil himself. Savannah's life didn't improve after she ran away... it just got worse.

Savannah shook the memory from her mind and realized the water had gone cold while she was lost in the past. "Life's a bitch and then you die," she said aloud.

 

[msboy8]

The Night and the Next Day

Randy

I was glad that Stevie was quiet after the meeting. I was troubled and was determined not to make any mistakes. I knew I could be thrown out, regardless of my ties to Stevie, and I was quite comfortable here. I had not even told Stevie the Real reason I left California. I wasn't sure that I ever would.

Randy woke from a troubled sleep to find Stevie's head on his shoulder. He kissed Stevie, his fuck-buddy, on his stubble filled cheek and headed for the private bathroom. By the time he had shaved, showered and brushed his teeth, Stevie was getting up.
Randy soulfully kissed him then slapped his bare ass as he headed out to the bar area. He wondered what could be had for breakfast.

 

[Aife]

Elizabeth

After a restless night, Elizabeth got up early and went out to the pool to swim laps. She’d always loved swimming but her husband had forbidden it. “Spending time so scantily clad and moving her body about in the water might give her wicked thoughts.” If he knew what she’d watched on the monitors and done to herself in the ladies room yesterday, he probably would have stoned her. She’d definately been having wicked thoughts... and feelings he said women weren’t supposed to have.

Her swim done, she resolved to try to control herself better and maybe learn more new things. She was still nervous about being at the Ranch but Savannah had been so kind to take her in, she wanted to prove to her boss that it hadn’t been a mistake. After showering and dressing, Elizabeth padded, barefoot, to the communal kitchen to cook breakfast. She heard movement in the hall and wondered who else was up.

 

[4degrees]

stevie

I had barely opened my eyes that morning when I felt Randy's lips on mine, and then the sting of his palm on my ass. He was already dressed and ready for the day. I groaned and stretched, not wanting to get up. I forced myself out of the warm bed and began to dress. Randy was already heading out the door, up towards the bar.

He was quiet, and I wondered what was eating him. After getting presentable I headed up to the front of the building, hoping that the shy office girl would be in the mood to make breakfast. If not, I decided I'd go pick some up somewhere and treat all the employees to a meal. I saw Randy sitting at the bar and reminded him that Elizabeth may be fixing breakfast. In the meantime, I was going out back by the pool to smoke.

 

[Aife]

Elizabeth

Elizabeth had always enjoyed cooking. She’d grown up cooking for her large family, then for her husband and his many business associates or members of the congregation that always seemed to crowd around him. She didn’t know how to cook for just one person so she was hoping someone would come to the kitchen to help eat the eggs, bacon, peach scones, and fresh fruit she was preparing.
As if on cue, Stevie stuck his head in the kitchen and, seeing all the food, grinned. Elizabeth smiled back and asked “hungery?”

 

[msboy8]

Randy

I found my way to the communal kitchen and found Stevie and Elizabeth there. He wished them a 'Good Morning' and sat down at the table. Elizabeth soon had a sumptuious feast spread before me.

Randy made small talk and seemed quite happy until Stevie asked him the latest news fom Cali. A dark cloud suddenly came upon Randy's face and he did not say another word until he had eaten everything on his plate.

Randy excused himself and left for the lounge. "Thank you Elizabeth, just what a growing boy needs. Hehehe." He shifted his 'package' making it obvious to all what was growing.

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Savannah

The night was filled with tossing and turning as Savannah's past haunted her dreams.

"You stupid bitch! You've never been able to do anything right. How many times do I have to tell you?"

Savannah bounced off the wall, her shoulder throbbing from the hard punch of Michael's fist. Tears streamed down her face.

"You don't open the door if I'm not home! Especially not if it's one of my friends! What did you do for him, you slut?? Did you suck his cock? Did you spread your whore legs and let him fuck you?" Michael grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to the kitchen table.

Savannah remained quiet. It never mattered whether she answered his questions. Pain crashed through her head when he slammed it face first on the kitchen table.

"If you're going to act like a whore, I'll treat you like one!!" Michael held her down, his hand tightly gripping the back of her neck. His other hand pulled up her skirt. One of Mike's rules... while in the house, she was required to wear either a dress or a skirt... and no panties.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as his cock stabbed at her, searching for a hole to bury itself. Moving his hand from her neck, he gripped her ass cheeks and roughly parted them. His thick cock pushed against her tight rosebud. Pain tore through her as he impaled her ass, not stopping until his cock was buried to the balls inside her constricting passage.

"Noo!!!"

Savannah awoke with a start, the scream still echoing in her head. Climbing out of bed, she padded to the bathroom. "Bastard would roll over in his grave if he knew I really am a whore... and get paid for it," she said aloud.

She dressed for the day and exited the apartment, delicious smells wafting across the air luring her to the kitchen.

"Smells yummy, Liz."

 

[Aife]

Elizabeth

"Smells yummy, Liz." Savannah came into the kitchen. Her eyes looked like she'd had a rough night.

Elizabeth held out a cup to her "How about coffee? Would you like some breakfast?"

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Savannah

"No on the coffee and yes on the breakfast," Savannah said as she opened the refrigerator door and pulls out a coke, her daily morning vice.

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Savannah

Savannah pushed back her plate. "Thanks Liz, that was great." Seeing the time on the microwave clock, Savannah realized it was almost time for Braxton to show up with the stuff for the back door. She took her plate and fork and loaded it into the dishwasher and then headed out the reception area. No one was around, but Savannah wasn't worried, they still had an hour until opening. She knew her workers would show up on time.

 

[Aife]

Elizabeth

OOC: ooops

 

[VandalHeart]

Dante

You could call it a ritual, and you wouldn't be far off. Everything that one thinks of when imagining a ritual - self torture, mindful expantion of personal boundaries, spiritual connotations, sexual exhiliration, everything but the virgin sacrifice - they were part of what Dante did when he woke up.

The first thing that happened was the teeth brushing. He hated the taste of morning breath, especially his own. He dare not do any other personal grooming, however. It would be an exercise in futility.

Dante's room was a strange mixture of cozy apartment, secure guard station, and a study in the arsenals of many countries past and present. Today it was the Chinese Tonfas. What most LA streetwises know as a nightstick, but two of them and the design was much better. True Tonfas are about a foot and a half long on the business end and have spikes in the end of the handle. Every day he would take a different weapon out just as he took the Tonfas out today, and beat the living hell out of something until he was so awake that he could feel the bacon simmering inside the house. This was all done at least one hour before anyone else had woken up.

Now, this is called fun.

He would then walk into the house sporting the lower half of a karate gi and the thick sheen of his sweat. That's it. That's all. And even if it was only Stevie in the kitchen, he relished the looks he got every damn morning when he walked in, muscles swollen from an early morning overstimulation with no warning.

"Morning, Liz, Stevie, Randy...Savannah."

Full house today. Not bad. Guess no one slept very well last night. Dante pulled the towel out of his belt line and wiped his forehead off, then replaced the tonfas there a moment later with it. His tatoo danced.

 

[4degrees]

stevie

Elizabeth's cooking was better than average..she had a natural knack for being somewhat motherly in her still young body. I ate the breakfast she's prepared and thanked her for hooking us up so well.

I felt strange about Randy's silence, but knew I'd find out sooner or later what was on his mind. I just hoped it was sooner. He had left the kitchen as I finished eating, and Dante had entered. I couldn't help but admire his still-sweaty body that graced us every morning after his work-out.

He knew I looked at him, too. Despite his purely hetero personality, I imagined that he got an ego boost from my glances. I was sure he could read my mind.

Work wouldn't begin for another hour, and I needed to run into town for a few things. I figured I had enough time, and asked my sister if she'd let me use her car. I assured her I'd be back in time to 'punch in', and asked if there was anything she needed. I then went to find Randy to see if he wanted to tag along, or if I could pick up anything for him.

 

[Aife]

Elizabeth

Stevie, Randy and Savannah all came in to eat breakfast, then Dante stalked in all sweaty and said goodmorning. As he stood there wiping off his face, Elizabeth couldn't help but admire his powerful physique... and his tattoo, covering most of his torso and arms, fascinated her...

Breakfast done, everyone wandered off. After cleaning up the kitchen, Elizabeth went back to her apartment long enough to fasten up her hair and slip on her shoes then she headed down to the office to get another business day started .

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Delivery:

The doorbell at The Ranch rings and when Dante answers after checking the door monitor the man standing there says, "I have a delivery from Sheriff Braxton where do you want it?"

"Drive around back and I'll meet you at the back door, okay."

"Sure. Be there in a minute," and he heads for his truck.

Minutes later he's backing up to the door.

He and Dante carry in two one inch thick steel bars and two steel brackets then the man gets out a bag of hardware and as he hands it to Dante and then holds out the delivery invoice for him to sign that lists the stuff and is marked N/C he says, "There are two pins for each bar so when they're in place the can't be moved out until the pins are removed.
"The sheriff said nothing but the best, strongest and most secure for you folks so everything is made from tempered stainless steel."

After Dante signs the delivery man says, "Ummm, is anyone welcome here or just the high rollers?"

When Dante tells him sure as long as they don't cause trouble and for either the bar or 'entertainment' the guy grins and says, "Then look for me on payday. The Sheriff is telling all his buddies to come and check the place out, but to behave or they'll answer to him." And with a wave he takes off.

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Savannah

After Dante went out back to take care of the security stuff sent over by Braxton, Savannah noticed a piece of paper lying on one of the tables.

Dear Savannah,

I am so sorry to disappoint you like this, but I cannot continue working here. I thought I could handle it. I really did, but the overwhelming guilt flooding me this morning after I awoke made me realize I cannot. Please forgive me. I wish you only the best.

'Glory'

"Damnit!!" Savannah slammed the note back onto the table. She ran to the apartment section to catch Stevie before he left for town.

"Hang on a mintue little brother," she said as she caught up with him in the apartment commons. "I'm going to need you to do something for me after all. Glory quit. Stop through the office on the way out. Liz will have some fliers for you to post up around town."

Savannah headed back to the office and sat down at her desk. She opened a file on her computer and made some adjustments to the flier she posted around before The Ranch first opened.

"Liz, when Stevie comes through, give him some tape from the drawer and the fliers printing out on the laser printer. Anytime you take a break today, you need to tell Dante so he can cover the monitors. I'm likely to be tied up with clients all day since I'm now the only working girl we have."

Savannah strode back to her apartment to get ready for the day.


[OOC: I'm going out of town this weekend. I may be able to post a few more times between now and tomorrow morning (in between packing, lol), but after that, I won't be back until Monday.]

 

[4degrees]

stevie

I was pretty taken aback by my sister's news on Glory. But I also knew that not everyone is cut out for this kind of work, and I tried not to be angry. But shit, we needed girls here!

Savannah gave me her keys and I grabbed the stack of fliers Liz had printed up. Randy had declined my offer to go with me, so I went out to my sister's car and headed to town.

I pulled up in front of a drugstore and got out, going in to get some hair gel and cologne. Before I went in, I took one of the fliers and taped it to a telephone pole next to where I'd parked. I went into the store, and the girl behind the counter nodded at me and smiled as I walked past her. I went over to the haircare isle, and located the gel I needed. Then I walked over to the next isle where the fragrances were.

I found what I was looking for, and noticed the price had gone up a bit. I reached to my back pocket of my jeans to check how much cash I had...Fuck! I'd left my wallet back in my room.

Well, I wasn't about to go all the way back to get it. And I really didn't think this place would miss the two items I'd come for terribly. I looked up each side of the isle, and up at the ceiling for mirrors or cameras. I saw none. I quickly stuck the gel and the cologne down my pants, and made sure my shirt covered up the obvious buldge.

I wanted to get out of there quickly, and I just walked right back to the front of the store and turned to the girl behind the counter and nodded as I stepped on the automatic door opener. but before the door actually opened, I was surprised by a big dumb-looking cop who stood between me and the outside.

Oh shit, I thought. This is great. I'm caught doing a teenage crime while I've got my sister's car.

The cop looked down at me and said, "Okay punk, if you looked more like a kid, I might let you off, but I know you ain't a kid. And I'm sure curious to see what kinda priors you've got, mister."

Shit, my sister was going to be pissed...

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Savannah

Savannah went for the school girl look. Frilly white socks and saddle shoes were on her feet. A short plaid shirt barely covered her ass and a white button up shirt that was gathered and tied in a knot at the hem so her smooth stomach showed. Of course, the top of the shirt was unbuttoned far enough customers could get a peek at the swell of her round globes. Her fiery red hair was pulled up in pig tails that were secured tightly with white ribbon.

After putting the finishing touches on her makeup, Savannah went looking for Dante.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Sheriff Braxton:

Wayne was out in his official patrol car driving from Hank's ranch to Eddie's to tell him too about The Ranch face to face so no one would overhear when he heard Mark Walters, one of the day shift deputies on the radio notifying dispatch that he had a shoplifter in custody and was en route the station.

He ignored it as the arrest had apparently been made without incident until he heard the name of the suspect and realized it had to be Savannah's younger brother.

"Unit One (Wayne) to Unit 33 (Walters). What's your 10-20 (locaction)?"

"I'm about 8 miles east of the station on Route 53 Sheriff."

"10-4(yes/okay). 10-56 (meet) me at the intersection of 53 and Apache Wash Road in about ten minutes and have the suspect with you."

"Unit 53, 10-4 Sheriff," he radios back with a puzzled tone of voice. "I'll be there in 10."

Wayne turns around and heads to the meeting place, a pull off reststop with picnic tables.

When he arrives he talks to Mark at the back of Mark's patrol car.

"Fill me in Mark. What went down and how'd he act and react."

Mark tells him that he'd been out on a foot patrol when the cashier knocked on the window and motioned to him there was shoplifter in the store.

He said he waited outside next to the door until Margie, the cashier, had nodded as a white male, the suspect, headed to the door and he'd busted him as he walked out without paying.

"Okay Mark. Good job. Good bust and you'll get credit for it.
"However, I know his sister and she doesn't need this right now. I'm going to let him walk. In fact I'm going to take him to his older sister right now.
"I want you to write this up as a shoplifting-Police Information and that the suspect was turned over to me. That will cover you and explain what happned to him."

Wayne opens the back door of Mark's patrol car and gets Steve out, takes off the handcuffs and gets him into the back of his patrol car.

"Okay dumbass we're going to have a talk.
"First of all what kind of asshole are you? Savannah's busting her butt to get the place going and you steal cheap shit stuff to add to her worry and stress.
"I'm going to cover for you this time on one condition. When we get back there and after I've explained why her brother is in handcuffs, and yes asshole you're going in there cuffed, I'm going to use the kinky room to whip your ass to drive some sense in your apparently empty head.
"You have two choices. One agree to that or two tell me you won't and I'll turn around, drive to the station and turn you back over to the Deputy so he can book and lock your sorry ass up.
"What'll it be dumbshit?"

 

[4degrees]

stevie

What'll it be, dumbshit I heard the sheriff say as I stood in front of him, feeling like quite the dumbshit. Part of me was relieved to see him, and more relieved that he was taking me out of the other cop's custody. But I knew he had a point.

I knew my sister didn't need this, hell, I didn't need this. If I did go to the station to try to avoid the embarressment I braced myself for, upon returning to the ranch, I knew they'd see some other shit on my record. And who knows what might happen. I opted for his proposal of punishment...and wondered how deep his sadistic streak went...