Page 39 of More Than A Boss

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Casey and Allie pulled into the lane leading to the farmhouse. It felt so surreal, like a distant memory. How could it be that everything had changed so dramatically in such a short time, Allie wondered? Jumping out of the car with Casey right behind her, she entered the house. Everything looked the same, but it felt empty. As if there was no life in the home anymore. Allie felt a weird sense of loss. She went upstairs to her bedroom to pack some clothes after directing Casey to empty out the fridge and dump the trash outside in the receptacle. They would put it at the curb before leaving.

Allie packed some warmer clothes and more underwear and a couple pairs of jeans. She threw in some sweaters and wooly socks as well. Grabbing some toiletries and girlie stuff, she headed back downstairs.

As she hit the bottom landing, calling out to Casey and laughing about her heavy load, she saw a stricken look on Casey’s face. Her friend yelled at her, “RUN!” Allie looked over to see that there was a masked man with a gun pointed at her friend. She knew that he was not interested in Casey and she could never run and leave her friend behind. She froze.

“Let her go,” Allie said. “I’ll do whatever you ask, just let her go.”

With fear and resignation, nodding her head toward Casey, she dropped her bags and put both hands up, palms facing toward the man in the pose of surrender and said, “I’m the one you really want. Why make this more difficult for yourself, she would just be an unnecessary complication.” Still partially blocked from the intruders view she reached into her back pocket to check that she still had her cellphone, only then remembering that she had turned it off while they were in the restaurant.

“I have a better idea.” The man in a ski mask strode toward Allie shoved some twine toward her. “Here, tie her up,” he said.

“Just let her go!” Allie pleaded. “She is of no value to you!”

He shoved her, snarling, “Shut up and do as you are told.” Then, directing his orders to Casey said, “I am in charge here. You! Sit in this chair.” He pointed at the chair and then motioned to Casey with his gun. She complied, white as a sheet, revealing terror in her wide eyes.

The man walked over to Casey, studying her intently. “You’re a pretty one, hmm?” He stroked her cheek with the barrel of his gun as she trembled with fear.

“Now, don’t try to be heroic. Just do as I say, and nobody will get hurt. I’d hate to see anything happen to that pretty face,” he said ominously.

“Why bother with us? We are of no value here,” Casey tried reasoning with a shaky voice.

“Well, let’s see,” he said dripping sarcasm. “Lawyer has the snitch, I have the lawyer’s beautiful puta, what don’t you understand?” He laughed venomously.

Looking at Allie, he said, “I knew it was only a matter of time before you would show up here. A simple surveillance camera and alert system installation paid off. It detected that someone had entered the premises and, voilà—Ha!—just like that, flies in my web. Not a very smart move on your part, my beauty.”

“Please don’t do this!” Allie begged.

“I said stop talking!” he screamed at her his face reddening.

Allie bent down to tie Casey’s hands behind her back as she had been instructed to do, while he watched closely. She only hoped that she would be able to slip her cellphone to Casey if she could divert the intruder’s attention long enough. He was so close that he was practically breathing down her neck. He reached out and groped her from behind saying, “You have a mighty fine ass! I wouldn’t mind sampling what Mr. Famous Attorney has been dipping into.” Laughing at his own comment, he asked, “How would you like to see how a real man takes his woman?”

Thinking fast, she decided to use any means available. “Actually, I know just what a man like you needs.” Turning toward him slightly, she moved her hand to cup her own breast. “Do you want this?” she said suggestively, with bile rising up in her throat. “Let’s do a deal. I give you my body and you let my friend go,” she bargained.

“I can take you anytime I want to, why would I bargain with you? I can take both of you! Maybe we should have a threesome. Hmm?” he said lecherously.

Continuing with the twine, she tried reasoning, “Wouldn’t it be much better to have me be a willing participant rather than just a wooden body you use and discard?” Seductively she added, “I know how to please a man like you. What harm would a trade like this do? Nobody has to know. Your boss will still be happy that you have me, and Casey gets to walk away.”

She could tell he was becoming aroused, as his eyes darkened behind the mask. “You are very convincing chica. Beauty and brains, I like that,” he said, leering as his eyes stripped her bare. “I can see that you want me, too. A sexy woman like you, I’m very tempted, but if I choose to take you up on your offer, I will decide, and it will be on my terms. I take you if I want to and if I want your friend, well, I will take her, too.” He sneered as he said this.

“Finish tying up your friend and you and me will take a little break upstairs. What do you say, my lovely?” he said, reaching out to grab Allie’s breast squeezing so hard she winced in pain.

Allie tried to hide her revulsion. “That’s not the deal. Do you want me warm and willing or not? I can pleasure you like you’ve never experienced before. In exchange, my friend will promise not to tell a soul about this, and you let her go. She would do that to not risk my life. Right, Casey?” she encouraged her friend.

Casey nodded yes, with tears shimmering in her hazel eyes.

He considered her words, weakened by his obvious arousal. He said, “You will be my whore regardless. Upstairs now!” he commanded.

Allie had successfully distracted him long enough that he had lost focus on how she had secured the twine. She started to unbutton her blouse and moved toward him, making sure to keep him occupied. She dropped her phone to the ground and covertly tried kicking it toward Casey with her foot, while simultaneously reaching down to cup his erection and lightly squeeze. The ploy worked as he fell even further under her spell. He said in a strained voice, “You are mine!” Grabbing her arm, he jerked her harshly and dragged her towards the stairs.

“If you try to escape, your friend dies. Do you understand?” he said menacingly to Casey.

“Yes,” Casey whispered.

“Good. I am glad. You wouldn’t want to be responsible for what happens to your friend if you do something stupid. It will be slow and painful, I promise you,” he said, smiling sadistically. “I would enjoy every minute of it. It’s up to you.”

Allie tried to communicate to Casey with her eyes, before being roughly pulled up the staircase and into the bedroom. He tore at her blouse, popping buttons as he ripped it from her body, leaving her exposed in just her lacey bra and jeans. He sat on the edge of the bed and demanded, “Now let’s see you put on a show for me, take off your clothes.”

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