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Monday...
I slept like a baby, in fact it was the best night's sleep I've had since I've moved in here. Not one to waste a good morning hard on, I set up my phone on the kitchen counter, and record myself jerking off, and shooting a load of cum into a coffee cup. I top off the cup with coffee, and stir the contents before taking a drink with a grimace. I forward the video to Lisa, and boot up my computer. I do some research on what I found in the last encrypted file, and wait for ten o'clock to come before making a call.
Molly stops by to check on me just after nine, and she says, "I'll be home around nine, and we'll continue the discussion we started last night."
"Yes Master, I'll be there when you get home."
"Good, stay off your feet today, you're still limping. Tonight, make sure you have your crutches."
"I will Master, have a good day."
Molly kisses me, and heads out the door, I top off my coffee, heat up some left over beef, and return to the office to make the call.
"Doctor Barnes office..."
"Hello, my name is Chris Madsen, I'd like to speak to the Doctor."
"I'm sorry Sir, we're not accepting new patients at this time..."
"I'm not a patient, I'm a friend of his from his... Club. My number is 630 580 6666, please have him call my at his earliest convince, thank you." I hang up my phone, and set the next part of my plan in motion.
It's twelve thirty when Dr John calls back, and says, "Hello, Chris? Do I know you?"
"Yeah Doc, I'm Molly Blake's boy..."
"Ah Chris, how's the knee?" He asks guardedly.
"Healing well, thanks... The reason I called is to ask if there are any Attorney's attached to the club?"
"Hey, listen, I told you we would cover your expenses, there's no need for a Lawyer!" John says soothingly.
"I'm sorry Doc, I'm afraid I haven't explained myself better, I have no intention of bringing suit against you, Master Channer, or ANYONE associated with the club, you have my word! I'd like to get some advice from an Attorney who understands the lifestyle, that's all."
"Why didn't you just ask your Master, She could tell you." John says with guarded pessimism in his voice.
"Well Doc, I'd rather hoped to surprise my Master with something, and hoped you could help me out here."
"I see, so this has nothing to do with the club?"
"No Sir, you have my word on that."
"Call Mary Norris, let me get you the number," John gives me the number and continues, "let me call her first and let her know you'll be calling, ok?"
"I really appreciate it Master, thank you very much."
"You're welcome, wait until two o'clock before you call. If there's a problem, I'll call you back."
Phase two complete, so I grab a couple of Cannoli and yet another cup of coffee, and return to the office for some gaming. At two o'clock I phone Mary Norris.
"Mary Norris, how can I help you?" A mature voice asks.
"Ah hello, this is Chris Madsen, Molly Blake's boy... I was wondering if I could solicit your advice?"
"Oh, hello boy, how are you feeling?"
"Good, Mistress?"
"Just call me Mary, we're not in the club... John mentioned you needed some legal advice?"
"Yes Mary, ah this is a delicate situation, and one I'd prefer to talk about in person, could I make an appointment to come to your office?"
"Interesting... To be honest with you, I have a very busy schedule this week, would you be comfortable talking to me over dinner?"
"Sure, I could do that, when would you like to meet?"
"First, John told me you didn't want Molly to know about this?"
"That's true."
"Curiouser and curiouser, ok Chris, meet me at Porterhouse Steak & Seafood in Burr Ridge at six tonight, can you make it?"
"Yes I can, thank you very much."
"See you at six."
I am a bundle of nerves as I hang up the phone, fear finally catches up to me, and my hands start shaking. 'Who the fuck is Mary Norris, and why am I putting my trust in her?' I wonder as I hear my phone ring.
It's a text from Lisa reminding me I've only sent one video so far, and I find myself licking my lips subconsciously. Now that I think about it, I find myself ravenous, and wander into the kitchen for lunch. Since I'm going to dinner in a couple of hours, I decide to throw a salad together. I set my phone up, and masturbate until I cum all over the salad. I take a cum loaded bite, and then forward the video, before saturating the salad with a Balsamic Vinaigrette, and finishing my lunch. I return to my computer and look up directions to the restaurant. Lisa texts me a smiley face, followed by "very creative, slave."
Shit! I have to climb the stairs because my suits are hanging up in my closet! I take my time, grabbing my charcoal suit, white shirt, tie, socks, and dress shoes. I get back down safely, and pop a Vicodin, before jumping in the shower. I dress, grab a thousand from my stash, and leave the house at five fifteen, I soon realize that this is my first time driving with my injury. I arrive at the steak house ten minutes early, and survey the lot for Mary... Since I have no idea what Mary looks like, I mentally kick myself in the ass and go inside. The Hostess leads me to a booth set along the back wall, and I figure out why she chose this place. The booth walls are tall, and provide private, intimate seating, perfect for conversation. Mary arrives ten minutes later, and I groan to myself when I recognize her. She doesn't look nearly as intimidating without the red PVC, topknot ponytail, or harsh makeup. I stand and she takes my hand in a firm shake.
"Nice to see you again, how is the injury?" She says in a warm tone as if we were old friends.
"Healing well, thank you for asking." Our Waiter arrives and takes our drink orders, a Cosmopolitan for Mary, and a Newcastle for me. He returns with the drinks and takes our orders.
"Ok Chris, you have my full attention, what can I help you with?"
"I um, I... I find myself in a bad situation, and would like some professional advice."
"Are we talking a criminal, or civil situation?"
I look down at my beer, more nervous now than ever before, Mary notices my fidgeting, and places her hand over mine.
"Relax Chris, I'm sure we can figure it out, no matter what it is."
"Um how does that Attorney, Client thing work? If I hire you, what kind of protection does that grant me?"
Mary sits back, hand leaving mine, and a worry line appears between her brows. "Since this is a consultation, I am now bound by law not to testify about anything we talk about... Chris, have you done something illegal,"
"WHAT? NO!" I look up at her in alarm.
"Shh, keep your voice down!"
I lower my eyes again and my leg starts bouncing. She frowns at me for a minute before finally saying, "I don't understand why you called me, you say you want to hire me to represent you, but haven't committed any crimes... What is it you want?" Before I can answer our dinner arrives, and we order another round of drinks. Once the drinks arrive, I can tell Mary is getting angry with me, and finally says, "you're wasting my time here, and I do not appreciate it, Chris."
She grabs her purse and stands to leave, and I blurt out, "Molly is blackmailing me!" Mary freezes, looks down at me in shock, and slowly sits back down.
"What was that?" Mary says softly as she waves the waiter over for another drink.
"Molly is blackmailing me into being her slave, and before I say anymore, I need to know I can trust you to cover my ass."
"Not if you're planning her murder, or grievous harm, you aren't planning murder, are you?"
"No Mistress, ah Mary, you have my word that I nether plan or harming Molly, nor having her harmed by others."
"Ok Chris, why don't you start at the beginning?"
And I do... I tell her almost everything, leaving Lisa out after the initial rape scene. I tell her about cracking her computer, but leave the bugs out, and finally the list, and everything on it. Mary sits there staring at me in stunned silence, she polishes off her fourth drink, and orders another. "Um, will I need to drive you home?" I ask, concerned about her BAC.
"No, I have a... Friend picking me up in..." She looks at her watch, "seventeen minutes... Chris, that's one hell of a story... Do you have any evidence to collaborate it?"
"Um, other than the list? I can get my hands on the initial rape and Dirk videos if needed."
"Ok, so what are your intentions... What do you want to do with this information?"
"Will you represent me?"
"With what? Other than cracking her computer, you haven't broken any laws... I'll come with you if you decide to go to the police."
"I'd rather not go to the police,"
"Then what do you want from me?"
"I want your protection, I plan on confronting Molly, and will be much more confident if you have the evidence to take to the police in case she tries anything."
"You should just go to the police, I can help you with that!"
"If I go to the police, everyone involved with the club will be exposed, everyone else she's blackmailing will be exposed, and a lot of lives will be ruined... No, I'd rather just counter blackmail her into leaving me alone."
"Mutually assured destruction...I see your point... Wow, I'm having a hard time accepting this, I never did like Molly, and her air of superiority, but to find this out?" Mary shakes her head ruefully, "ok Chris, I'll need copies of everything you have if I'm to "cover your ass."
"Great, I can do that... Now how much is your retainer?"
"Pro Bono, this one's on me."
"Why? I can afford it."
"Because you did right by my friends at the club, and are concerned about the others Molly is blackmailing." Mary looks at her watch and says, "I have to go, here's my card, make sure I have the evidence before you confront Molly... You know, I've defended my share of guilty clients before, but never one who told me about a crime he was about to commit."
Mary shakes my hand again, and reaches in her wallet for some cash. "No, Domina, this is on me," I say, and she smiles a warm smile.
"I hope we see you at our next party boy, I'd love to play with you some time," She says as she leaves.
I pay the check, and text Lisa from the parking lot. "Goddess I need you to send copies of everything you have on Molly. Overnight it to 2217 Roosevelt Rd, Oak Park IL, Attn: Mary Norris... She is our new Attorney, and has agreed to hold onto the evidence in case Molly tries anything."
I'm half way home when Lisa calls, I can tell right away she's very unhappy with me. "Why the fuck did you hire a Lawyer without talking to me first? That was a really stupid thing to do!"
"Calm down Goddess, I felt we needed an extra layer of protection... We can trust her, honest."
"We're planning on committing a felony, Asswipe! Blackmail is illegal, remember? I am going to beat you bloody as soon as I see you, you fucking moron!"
"Lisa, calm down, the woman is sympathetic to our cause, and she has a stake in the whole thing."
"What the fuck are you talking about? Is Molly blackmailing her too?"
"Not that I'm aware of... She's a member of the BDSM club, and was at the party when I got hurt."
"Did I meet her?"
"We served under her, she's the red PVC Domina in charge of the servers."
"That old Witch, she's a Lawyer?"
"She's OUR Lawyer, and like I said, Mary has a stake, she doesn't want the club to get any bad publicity."
This information seems to mollify Lisa a bit, "very well, but I'm still beating you bloody for not asking me first!"
"Yes Goddess," I say with a heavy sigh, why the hell can't she just trust me? I'm doing what I think is best, and all she can do is bitch! I wouldn't even be in this mess if she didn't commit a felony, and she has the gall to lecture me?
I'm in a foul mood when I get home, in fact, I'm so mad, I'm thinking about confronting Molly tonight! But in the end, logic and caution win out, and I decide to wait until Mary Norris has the information...
That was a mistake!
I change out of my suit, and into panties, sweatpants, and a sweatshirt, and head over to Molly's. I step into her kitchen and find her standing there, glaring at me. "Where the fuck have you been?" She snarls.
I look at my watch and see it's only eight forty five, so I think fast and reply, "you told me nine Master, so I went and refilled my prescriptions."
"And why didn't you call and ask ME to pick them up for you?"
"Because I had time, and they only release the Vicodin to the patient, Master."
"From now on you keep me informed of your whereabouts, if you leave the house, I want to know where you are at all times, understood?" Molly says angrily.
"Yes Master."
"Go to my bedroom and strip! You'll find items on the bed to prepare yourself with, I will join you in a minute!"
I enter the room and strip, on the bed I find leather wrist and ankle cuffs, the pink leather collar, a towel spread across the bed, and a ring gag. 'Ring gag, WTF? How am I supposed to answer questions gagged?' I think, as I strip out of my clothes, and fold them neatly, before setting them on the dresser. I slide into the cuffs, and the fucking collar, before finally inserting the damn gag, and buckling it loosely behind my head.
Molly enters and orders me to lie face down across the towel, I comply, and she quickly secures my cuffs to cables attached to the legs of the bed. "There we go, naked and helpless," she says sweetly, before tightening the gag, chafing the sides of my mouth. "I have a treat for you, Pet!" Molly says evilly, and snaps her fingers. I hear the door open, then close, and sense someone enter the room.
"Mount him, but do not penetrate until I have the cameras focused in." I hear Molly say to the newcomer.
"Yes Master," deep male voice replies, and I feel him climb onto the bed, and kneel between my legs, hands resting on my ass.
"NO!," I scream, but it comes out, "OW!"
After a couple of minutes, a naked Molly sits in front of me holding a handi cam, and scooches down until her pussy is in my face. "You will both begin!" Molly commands, and I feel cold lube poured into the crack of my ass. I try to scream again, but Molly grabs my hair with her free hand, and shoves my face into her waiting lips. The penetration is like molten fire, and I manage a muffled scream, as the guy rams his cock into my ass! He's certainly not gentle like Lisa, and in less than two seconds, he's pounding away at full speed.
"Get that mother fucking tongue out and licking!" Molly hisses down at me, and I try my best. Tears of anger, and shame flow freely, as I lay there and get raped by some stranger. Molly has a death grip on my hair, and she squeezes my head between her thighs, canceling out any noise I might make. The huge cock pounds my ass for a good fifteen minutes, I can feel warm blood trickling down onto my balls, but I'm helpless to do anything but lay there and take it.
Molly starts orgasming, face flushed with excitement, as the guy grunts, and growls as he fucks me. He finally asks Molly for permission to cum, and with a final deep thrust, I feel his hot spunk shoot deep in my ass. Molly releases my hair, and climbs out of bed, I feel the man do the same, and they both retreat to the bathroom, leaving me broken, and bleeding on the bed.
After a few minutes, I hear the bedroom door open then close again, and feel Molly sit on my ass and unlock my left wrist, forcing it behind my back, followed by my right, locking the cuffs together. She climbs off, and quickly releases my legs, only to attach them to a spreader bar, before dragging me off the bed. I am too ashamed, and helpless to resist her, as she forces me to my knees in the center of the room. Molly attaches a rope to the links on my cuffs, and runs it through the center eyebolt of the spreader, forcing me to lean back. She finally slips the rope through a D ring on my collar, and forces my head to tilt back to stare at the ceiling.
"I bet you're wondering why I'm doing this, no?"
I reply, "gak!"
"This is the punishment I promised you last week... You see, this was supposed to take place at the club, in front of all my friends... But you had to go and get injured, and ruin my fun! Frankly I don't believe you understand what it means to be my slave, and I'm sick and tired of your impertinence!" "Jerry, get down and suck his cock! You have ten minutes to get him off... Ben, Casey, you have your orders, I want him drowning in cum, get busy!"
I feel lips wrap around my limp cock, and the warm ministrations has me hard despite myself. I see two men step into view, they're both naked, and start masturbating over my upturned face. Out of the corners of my eyes I see a camera mounted on a tripod recording the action, while Molly is filming Jerry suck my cock. After about seven minutes, I hear Molly say, "Christopher, you have two minutes to cum, or the boys are going to take turns fucking you all night!"
Ben and Casey are both getting close, they're grunting, and looking toward Molly as if to ask permission. I'm very close myself, and Jerry feels me tense up, and deep throats me. I shoot my load just as loads of hot cum splash all over my face, and into my mouth, gagging me. After a few moments, Molly says, "thank you boys, you're dismissed," and the men depart. Molly squat's next to me, and unties the rope keeping me bent over. "You're a fucking mess, go home and take a shower!" She orders, and unlocks my legs. She leaves my wrists secured, and the collar in place, as she guides me to her back door.
At her back door, Molly unlocks my wrists, and pushes me out onto her deck naked, throwing my stuff out after me, and bolts the door. I somehow manage to limp home, and head straight for the shower in Carrie's room. I sit in the shower and draw my knees up and cry. I must have been in there close to an hour, because I run out of hot water. I know I'm in shock, and the feeling of violation is quite overwhelming. Only the knowledge that this is over this week stops me from doing anything drastic. Nevertheless I grab three beers, and retreat to my office to finalize my plans, and seriously think about murdering Molly and her three flunkies.
My phone rings at ten thirty, then again at ten forty, I finally answer the third call at eleven. "Hello Goddess," I answer in a pained monotone.
"I never got the third video... Hey, are you ok? You sound... Wrong."
"I'm sorry Goddess, I'm afraid I'm not going to be able to comply."
"Chris, what's wrong?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Fine, I'm coming out then..."
"NO! Please Goddess, I'll feel better knowing your safe."
"Listen carefully Batman, you are my boy, it's my job to take care of you... Now, unless you tell me what happened tonight, I'm coming out there, and right now I'm getting really pissed off!" Lisa's tone leaves zero room for argument, she can be a force unto herself when she turns it up a notch.
"Goddess please, I really need to be alone tonight... I, I'm not ready to talk about it... Please don't make me... Please!"
"NO, that is not acceptable, you either tell me or I'm coming out!"
With tears flowing once again, I reluctantly tell her, "Molly had me raped tonight..."
"WHAT? SHE DID WHAT?" Lisa's fury scares me, and I know I have to find some way to convince her not to come out.
"Molly tied me to her bed then had a man violate me, then had two others cum all over my face."
"That God damned fucking whore! I'll be there in forty five minutes!"
"Please Goddess, coming here won't change anything, can you just make sure you get the data to Mary Norris asap... I plan on ending this tomorrow night."
"Damn it Chris, you shouldn't be alone right now! You need me... I can skip school and drop the data off tomorrow personally."
"Lisa... I can deal with this, you're right, I do need you, but I can hold it together until Wednesday, I swear... Please let me take care of this my way."
"Damn it Chris, this goes against everything I believe! You're asking me to sit here and do nothing!" Lisa's tone has become pleading, and I finally relax.
"I know Goddess, there's nothing more I'd like than to curl up in a ball and have you hold me, but I need to know you're safe, and ready to act if Molly tries anything."
"Chris... I need to know what you plan to do... Are you planning on assaulting Molly?"
"No Goddess, I don't even plan on touching her, unless she tries anything... I swear to you... I am going to sit her down, show her what we found, and convince her it would be in her best interest to leave us the fuck alone."
"Alright Baby, we'll do it your way, but as soon as it's done I want you to talk to a doctor about the rape!"
"We'll worry about that Wednesday, I have to get going here, I'll keep you updated tomorrow... I love you."
"I love you too, more than you can possibly imagine... If anything happens to you, I'll fucking kill her, and burn that fucking club down... Try to get some sleep, I'll talk to you tomorrow."
Resolve replaces my shock, and I finalize my plans to confront Molly tomorrow and go to bed.
"Christopher!" Wakes me from my sleep, I open my eyes to see Molly standing over me, aiming her taser at my groin. I look at my sister's alarm, and see it's nine fifteen.
"Yes Master?" I answer calmly, I see her body relax slightly, taser lowering to her side.
"How are you feeling?" Molly asks, a little too calmly.
"Honestly? Extremely violated... There was no reason for you to have me raped!" I say, heat rising in my voice.
"Knock it off! You weren't raped! Besides, you told me you liked to be fucked in your ass!"
I start to sit up, but Molly raises the taser, and I settle back down. "Not by men... Master! You told me Sunday that we would discuss the matter. I'm sorry, but it WAS rape, and you need to learn to respect my limits, unless you want a hostile slave with access to your home!" I hiss, trying to control my temper.
"That sounds like a threat, slave! I see you still haven't learned that I can DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT WITH YOU!" Molly's free hand flys, smashing into my cheek with a brutal backhand.
"No Master, it's YOU who can't control your impulses! I've done every fucking thing you asked of me, but it's never enough! You just can't stop pushing me to rebel against you! I've accepted my position, it's YOU who can't just accept me as your slave."
Molly slaps me twice more, forehand, then backhand. "You are my fucking slave! MY SLAVE! I do not discuss limits with slaves! You will do whatever I want, whenever I want, HOWEVER I WANT! Now, if this attitude of yours continues when I get home tonight, your fucking ass is going to jail!"
"Fine! Send me to jail... I'm sure the cops would love to talk to Jerry, Ben, Casey, and YOU Master, about last night... And the club... And my knee injury!"
Molly fights the urge to punch me in the mouth, I can see her fighting to control herself, and the tension leaves her shoulders. "This is my game, Christopher, you sure you want to play MY game?" Molly asks coolly.
"No Master I don't, but I won't tolerate being raped for your amusement! If we're to continue this "relationship" civilly, you have got to respect my limits... I... I can do bisexual play, but not forced! I'll suck cock, I'll take it up the ass... I'll even make you look good at the club, but not if I can't respect your authority."
Molly stares down at me, eyes narrowed, "why?"
"Why what?"
"Why would you want to make me look good?"
"Mast... Molly, I've come to enjoy the bondage, the teasing, and even being told what to do. I find your confidence, and smile sexy... I can't help it... I find myself craving humiliation, and despite my denials, I get a thrill every time I wear the panties you bought me, and the subtle ways you control me in front of the neighbors."
"I don't believe you!"
"Then release me... I'm not going to sell you my house for a penny less than I paid... We can either trust each other to make this work, or we can continue to butt heads, and risk giving it all away."
Molly looks at her watch, and I take a moment to wipe the blood from my split lip off my chin. "I'll think about it... We'll talk later, don't do anything stupid while I'm at work!" She turns on a heel and leaves before I can say anything.
I watch Molly leave and quickly enter her house and grab the videos of my rape out of her safe. I grab all the evidence I have and drive it to Mary Norris's office personally. I find out she's in court, so I leave the box with her assistant.
In the lot I phone Lisa... "Hello Goddess, how are you today?"
"Angry, frustrated, and ready to get this over with! How are you holding up?"
"Nursing a busted lip, Molly paid me a visit this morning."
"She beat you? Has she gone mental?" Lisa asks incredulously.
"More like a slapping session... With a taser pointed at my cock."
"Mother fucker, I so want to kill that bitch!" Lisa hisses.
"It will be over tonight... Did you send Mary your evidence?"
"First thing this morning, she should have it this afternoon."
"Great, thank you Goddess. I got to go, I'll call you when it's over, I love you Goddess."
"I love you too, talk to you later." I return home, change my locks, gather up all my evidence, the taser, and the handcuffs, and wait for Molly to come home.
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