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The Confrontation...
It's four twenty when I hear Molly's garage door open, I set my folder of evidence on her desk, make sure my taser's safety is off, and sit behind her desk. I hear her set her purse down on the kitchen counter, and enter her bedroom. Fifteen minutes later I hear the bedroom door close, and Molly's footsteps approach the office. I phone Lisa, and leave the speaker on. The door opens, and the surprise on Molly's face is telling.
"Come in, have a seat." I say amicably.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Molly snarls, stepping towards me.
I aim my taser between her big tits, and say, "Now now, you and I have things to discuss, please, have a seat and keep your hands in sight or I WILL put you on the ground."
Cautiously, and with murder in her eyes, Molly sits in her guest chair, placing her hands on the edge of her desk. "Chris, you're making a big mistake!"
I hold up my finger with the handcuffs dangling to my lips, and say, "Shh, we're past the point of threats."
"You planning on handcuffing me, boy?" Molly asks challengingly.
"Not if I can help it, but that's up to you... For now, I'd like you to just sit there and look in the folder."
Molly raises an eyebrow and gestures toward the folder, I nod slightly, and she picks up the folder. I watch her eyes widen as she reads through the material I gathered. It only takes her a few moments to comprehend what she's reading. After a few moments, she set's the folder down, sits back, and crosses her legs.
"So here we are," Molly says with a sneer. "When did you crack my computer?"
"A week ago, but I cracked your safe three weeks ago," I can't help but brag.
"Impressive... Adding burglary to your resume?"
"For one to be a burglar, one would have to have stole something... Now, would you like to hear what I have to say? Or continue to exchange pleasantries?"
"Oh by all means... This should be good!" Molly set's her hands in her lap, and actually smiles at me.
"I guess you figured out that I'm not going to the police... Unless I have to." Molly nods in assent. "Now, I was going to make this as painless as possible, until last night." Molly winces slightly, and waves her hand to continue.
"You're taking this rather calmly," I say with suspicion.
Molly shrugs, "I figured one day I'd get caught, but I'm not in jail, so you obviously have something else in mind."
"I do... First, your poor Mother in Florida has become ill, I'm afraid your going have to move down there to take care of her."
"So, you want me to leave my home, job, and friends here and move away, boy?"
"Yes, I do... I don't really care where you move to, but if I want you out of Illinois... If I EVER see you again after tomorrow, I've made arrangements for this evidence to go to the police."
"I see... Let me guess, your Sister?"
"No, she doesn't know anything."
"Lisa! That conniving bitch! I knew there was more between you two."
"She's not the only one Molly, I also hired an Attorney to protect myself."
"I see, what else?"
"You're going to offer my Sister this townhouse for one hundred thousand dollars..."
"Now why the fuck would I do that?" Molly says mockingly.
I raise my eyebrow at her, and raise the taser. "I can think of six million reasons why, can't you?"
I watch her body deflate as she realizes I'm the one holding all the cards. "Ok Chris, is there anything else?"
I reach out and mute my phone, not wanting Lisa to hear my next demands, "I want the DNA evidence your holding over me."
"There is no DNA evidence, all I had was Lisa's testimony against you... I assume you took the pictures and video out of my safe?"
I mull that over, and the smug look on Molly's face tempts me to taser her ass. Instead, I say, "I have one final demand..."
"Well?" Molly gestures to get on with it.
"You will transfer five hundred thousand dollars into my new offshore account."
"That's not going to happen! I worked too fucking hard for that money!" Molly says, anger flaring. She uncrosses her legs and I watch her tense to jump to her feet.
"SIT DOWN!" I bark, surprising her. "You WILL do it... You have to pay for raping me... You're fucking lucky I don't take it all!"
Molly must realize I've reached my breaking point, and that my price is a small price to pay, because she settles back in her chair and closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. We sit there in silence for a full five minutes before I make a point of looking at my watch. "Five point five million dollars is better than jail Molly... Make a fucking choice!" The threat in my voice is unmistakable, and Molly actually starts laughing in relief.
"Fine give me the account number!" She finally says, all resistance fleeing out of her. "I'll need to use my computer, may I?"
We both stand together and I make sure to keep the desk between us as we swap places. "The account number is on your keyboard," I say as we settle in our chairs.
Molly plugs in her Internet cable and boots up the computer, we wait while she logs into one of her accounts, then my account, and transfers the money.
"You want to verify the transfer?" Molly asks, resigned.
I pick up her desk phone and call my bank, eyes never leaving her's. Once I verify the transfer I hang up the phone and Molly looks at me expectantly, "Are we done?"
"Not quite yet, call your Lawyer and have him start the paperwork on the sale of the house, once that's done, we'll call Carrie and conclude our relationship."
I unmute my phone, and see Lisa has hung up on the call. Molly calls her Attorney and feeds him her story about her sick mother, and the need for a quick sale. When she hangs up, she looks at me. I can see the fire returning to her eyes, and frankly I start to get nervous.
"Molly, as long as you leave me and mine alone, you get to stay out of jail, reestablish yourself somewhere else, and keep your ill gotten gains... Don't throw it all away because of your temper."
Anger flows out of her, I don't know if it's because I got the better of her, or because I use her first name, but it's there simmering under the surface.
"I'm not stupid!" Molly growls, "you won, I lost... I'm not going to do anything to jeopardize our deal!"
"I'm glad to hear it," I say soothingly, "go ahead and call Carrie, and we can conclude our business."
"What happens if she doesn't answer?" Molly says, exposing a flaw I didn't think of.
"Well, let's just hope she does, or we're both in for a long night." I mumble, praying Carrie answers her phone.
"Hello?" Carrie answers on the third ring.
"Hi Carrie, this is Molly, are you busy?"
"No, what's up? Is Chris there?"
I shake my head, and Molly says, "no, he's next door... I broke up with him... The reason I called is I'm afraid my Mother has taken ill, and it looks like I'm going to have to go care for her."
"Oh Molly, I'm so sorry, for both of you." I nod, and she continues, "yes, he's taking it kind of hard."
"I'll call him, so ah, why have you called me?" Carrie says, confused.
"Um, I was wondering if you would be interested in buying my house?" Molly's teeth are gritted, and I can tell she's pissed.
"Oh! You know, I'd love to but... Molly, I really can't afford it!"
"Carrie, I'm offering it to you for one hundred thousand."
"WHAT? But Molly, it's worth three times that amount!" Carrie says, completely stunned.
"Four actually, but I need to sell quickly, and I'd rather see it go to you than some stranger... If my Mom passes, I'll come into seven figures, so I can afford the loss."
"Ah, well I'm so sorry about the circumstances, but I'd be an idiot to pass up your offer! Have you told Chris yet?" I shake my head, and Molly answers no.
"Hey Carrie, I need to wrap some things up here, I'll have my Lawyer contact you... Congratulations on your baby, I was looking forward to a long friendship with you."
"Oh Molly, I'll miss you too, please keep in touch, ok?" Carrie ends the call, her tone melancholy. A moment later my phone rings, but I let it go to voicemail without looking at it.
"Well, you got what you wanted, I believe we're finished, I'll be gone by Friday... Please leave now, I never want to see you again!"
I stand, place my phone in my pocket, and back out of the room without a word. I close the study door, and get out as fast as humanly possible. I don't feel safe until I'm home, and quickly pack a bag for a couple of nights at a nearby hotel. I transfer the five hundred k to a different account at another offshore bank, grab the remainder of my ten k windfall, lock up my house and leave. I stop for dinner, and call Lisa.
"Damn it Chris, what happened?"
Lisa says with concern.
"I'm fine, it's done."
"When the phone went dead, I thought she did something to you...Where are you? I can barely hear you."
"Ricobenes in Darien, listen, I'm planning on staying at a hotel for a couple of nights just in case, I'm getting a room at the Marriott in Lisle... Care to join me?"
"I can be there by six thirty, now tell me what happened after your phone died. I missed half the conversation, I was getting really worried."
"I can barely hear you, I'll tell you all about it tonight, ok?"
"Fuck! Oh, alright, text me the room number after you check in... Love you."
"Love you too Goddess, see you soon." I stop and buy a new laptop and accessories, and go check in. As soon as I get settled, I text Lisa and return Carrie's call.
"Hello Chris, was this your doing?" Sophie answers softly.
"Yes, can she hear us?"
"No, she's run down to the deli, what happened?"
"I'm free... I expect some kind of retaliation in the future, but she'll be gone by Friday!"
"Better watch your ass between now and Friday... Chris, Carrie is so happy now, it's unbelievable, thank you sooo much for everything. Once again you managed to turn shit into silver, I don't know how you do it!"
Embarrassed, I mumble thanks, and tell her to have Carrie call when she gets home. I finally call Mary Norris, and leave a message on her voicemail.
"Bro!" Carrie says as I answer the phone, "did you hear the news?" She sounds so happy, I can't help but smile despite the fact that I'm supposed to be distraught over my break up.
"What news? Sister o mine." I try to let some sadness seep into my voice, but it doesn't.
"Your about to have new neighbors."
"So you know me and Molly broke up, and she's moving to Florida?" I ask morosely.
"Oh, yeah, I'm so sorry Chris... But she wasn't right for you... Anyway, I have this coworker..."
"NO! Don't even think about it, you and Sophie are more than I can handle now... Adding one of your friends into the mix, and having all THREE of you ganging up on me would be a fate worse than death!"
Carrie laughs before saying, "about your new neighbors, think you'll like them?"
"How the hell should I know? Molly hasn't even put her house on the market yet!" I say in faux exasperation. "With my luck, I'll get two young hotties, and they'll turn out to be gay!"
"HEY! What's wrong with gay?"
"Nothing... Unless your a single guy living next door to two hot Lezzies! Remember, whoever buys it, gets the hot tub! Bikinis and bachelorhood don't go well, when the bikini wearers prefer the other sex!"
"Well Carnak, it just so happens that your closer than you know! You see, I know who they buyers are, and they do happen to be a couple of Lesbian hotties!"
"Now how the hell would you know that?" I ask suspiciously, I'm fighting really hard not to laugh at this point.
"Because Molly called and told me!"
"How the fuck would she know?"
Carrie can't hold back the glee filled giggle, "because she's selling it to ME!"
"You? No offense Sis, but even with Grand Pa's money, how can you afford it?"
"Well..." Carrie says with fake consternation in her tone. "She made an offer I couldn't turn down! Just think of it Chris, we'll be neighbors, isn't that great?"
"Fantastic! I can have my place all to myself!" I tease.
"Oh Chris, first the baby, and now this, I'm beginning to believe someone upstairs likes me!"
'Promoted to Godhood,' I think with a smirk as I end the call.
Lisa arrives some time after six, she drops her overnight bag and laptop case next to the door and runs into my arms. We stand there and hug for a solid five minutes before she says, "is it really over?"
"It is, unless Molly retaliates," I whisper in her hair. Lisa looks searchingly into my eyes a moment before asking, "do you think she will?"
"She might, after all we beat her at her game, and she hates to lose."
"But what would she gain by retaliation? I mean, she treated you like shit... I know she has others she appreciates more."
"You better have a seat," I tell her soberly. Lisa sits down with a sense of dread and asks, "what did you do?"
"I made her sell my sister her house for one hundred thousand."
"Oh Chris, you didn't! Why?"
"Do you really want to share a home with Carrie, Sophie, and a baby?"
"You have a point..."
"That's not all," I interrupt. "I also took five hundred thousand dollars from her!"
All the color drains from her face, and her hands clinch into fists. "No, Baby, you have to give that back! You shouldn't have done that."
"NO! She has to pay for what she did to us... She had to pay for raping me!"
Lisa is crying now and I try to wrap my arms around her, but she pulls away and runs to the bathroom, slamming the door.
'What the fuck just happened?' I wonder as I stare at the bathroom door. 'She's gone mental on me!' I wait for ten minutes, but Lisa doesn't come out, so I say "oh, fuck this, I'm going to the bar!" Loud enough for her to hear, and walk out. I'm on my fourth draft when Lisa walks up to me and hisses "upstairs, now!" in my ear. I drain my glass, and leave a fifty on the bar before following her to the elevator. Neither of us says a word until we enter the room, and Lisa locks the door behind us. Sullenly I step over to the love seat in the sitting area, and plop down. Lisa storms across the room and stands over me, hands on her hips.
"What the fuck were you thinking? You told me you just wanted to be free of her! Instead you give her a reason to retaliate? Are you fucking mental?"
I glance up at her, then pointedly look out the window, saying nothing.
"Don't you dare ignore me, answer the fucking question!"
"No, I'm quite sane, thank you for asking," I answer politely. Lisa raises her hand as if to slap me, so I jump to my feet, and get in her face. "If you think I'm going to take any shit from you tonight, your sadly mistaken! Now we can either talk about this like adults, or you can get the fuck out!"
"Are you threatening me, slave?" Lisa asks icily.
"I am not a slave any longer! From now on there WILL be limits on this relationship! You will either agree with me, or this thing we have is OVER... Your choice!"
Excitement blazes in Lisa's eyes, I have just thrown down the gauntlet, and I can see she is eager to accept the challenge. "I'm starving, let's order room service and talk over dinner."
Taking a step back, and a deep breath, I nod and say, "fair enough... After you."
Lisa orders a Lobster salad, sandwich and I have a club sandwich, as we wait for our meals, we sit on the love seat to talk.
"Forcing her to move was smart, I'll give you that, but stealing her money was dumb."
"That's easy for you to say, I didn't see you sucking dicks, or getting fucked up the ass! Molly had to pay for what she did to me, and I figure taking the money hurts her the most!"
"Excuse me? Did I not suck your dick? Did you or didn't you fuck me in the ass? Fuck you if you think I'd choose to do that right after I met you!" Lisa says angrily.
"That was different!" I add, anger in my own voice. "You had a choice, and chose to seduce then, blackmail me!"
"The latter part is correct I guess, but Molly didn't give me a choice about seducing you."
"Fine... We both had to suck cock, and take it up the ass for Molly! I'd have thought you would want revenge from her too."
"Part of me would have loved tying her down and ramming my strap on up her ass! But the smarter part of me tells me I shouldn't kick over a hornet's nest!"
"What's done is done! I'm not giving it back... You're entitled to half, we can set up an account in your name tomorrow if you wish."
"We'll worry about that after the wedding... Now, about those limits... I have certain expectations, and will not compromise on them!"
"Then I guess you better tell me what you expect of me before I tell you my limits."
"Alright, first, the panties stay. From now on you will only wear woman's underwear." I give that a moments thought before nodding.
"Second, I'll expect you to continue waxing, and will cross dress as I see fit."
"I'll agree on a condition." Lisa gives a curt nod, and I continue. "I expect to live in male mode the majority of the time, and absolutely no implants!"
Lisa's eyes narrow as she mulls my words over, she finally says, "fine, but when I do order you to dress, we go all out... Breast forms, ass pads, clothes, nails, make up, jewelry, and perfume... And you agree to go out in public... Starting with the Halloween Ball!"
"No more than four times a year, and yes, we can attend the ball."
"I'll agree, if you agree to wear your breast forms whenever I want, Including in front of your sister and Sophie."
"As long as we have no plans with the neighbors... They like to hang out together, and so do I." I can see she's not thrilled by this, but nods in agreement. "Now that the cross dressing is settled, what else do you expect?"
"I want us to join the club as your Dominant, and you as my... Submissive."
"That's fine, as long as you promise me no serving duty."
"No promises, for all we know, the club rules might require you to serve... And I reserve the right to have you serve if I feel you earned punishment!"
With a deep sigh I nod in agreement, "anything else?"
"Your obedience... I don't plan on micro managing, but I do expect your obedience at all times... Even in front of our friends and family!"
"I'll agree, if you agree to be discreet, I can live with the pussy whipped boyfriend reputation, but none of that "on your knees," bullshit."
"I promise to keep that private, or only in front of kinky guests," Lisa says with a smile. "Well, that's all I have, now it's your turn."
Before I can start, there's a low knock on the door, after a moments panic, I answer to find a young man rolling a cart with our dinner.
"Oh God, this is fabulous!" Lisa opines after her first bite. "Wanna bite?" I take a bite, and look down forlornly at my Club, Lisa is right, it is fabulous.
"Now, about your... "Limits?"
For some reason I'm at a loss for words, so far this is going smoother than I expected. I cover up my faux pas by eating a French Fry. I take a drink of Coke, and start, "first, no more rapes! I need you to promise you won't tie me down and have me raped."
"Sweetheart, you know that's not my way... I prefer to have you beg for my cock... I promise you I'll never tie you down and have you raped... Now that doesn't mean you won't have bisexual encounters, I don't plan any, but in the future..."
I swallow hard, but nod. "Second, no dog cages, or locking me to the foot of the bed!"
"We've already covered that! What else?"
"No piss, scat, or vomit play! The thought disgust's me... That's a rock solid hard limit!"
"Agreed, nor will I draw blood, cut, or burn you. I want you to dress slinky and show off that beautiful body."
"Monogamy, I want our relationship to stay between us, no "Bull" on the side for you."
"No... I reserve the right for occasional play with others. I may want to share you with another Domme, or female submissive on occasion. I'm bi curious, and you should have figured that out by now... I will promise you this, you are mine, I am yours, and we will not add a permanent third, and I agree not to have a boyfriend on the side... But occasional casual play with others is a must."
I grit my teeth at the thought of her having sex with another woman, but if she's going to, I want to know about it. "Fine, but I want a promise that we'll talk about it if I'm not to be included in the play."
"That's reasonable enough, anything else?"
"Down time, there will be times I just want to chill out."
"Like I already said, I'm not going to micro manage you, as long as you keep my needs in your thoughts, and defer to my plans, your free time is your own, as is mine."
"Agreed!"
"Now, have you figured out how much you want to tell your sister?"
"Everything, I won't go into details about our play, but I will tell her you are my dominant, and she'll probably see me cross dressed, and wearing lingerie."
Lisa's face lights up upon hearing those words. "I knew you were going to tell her about the cross dressing, but not about the domination! Are you sure about revealing that?"
"Goddess, they already know about Molly's choice of lifestyle, believe me, if anyone can accept this for what it is, it's them."
Lisa throws herself into my arms, and kisses me all over, "I am so lucky! I don't deserve you."
"Yeah well, Molly didn't either, and look what happened to her," my mouth says before my brain can stop it.
Lisa grabs my earlobe and pinches hard, "was that a threat, Juliette?" She asks playfully.
"No Goddess, all I ask is you don't break my heart." I say softly, as I stare into her eyes.
She lays her head on my shoulder and whispers, "never gonna happen!"
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"Well this is a surprise, I thought you disowned me?"
"I need your help."
Rich laughter flows out of the phone ear piece. "MY HELP? Are you telling me the mighty Molly needs help from little ole me?"
Molly's face is bright red with anger. "Are you willing to help or not, I don't have time for your shit!"
"Wow this must be bad! Care to tell me what happened?"
"I'll be in South Beach on Friday, can you meet me at my condo?"
Once again the rich feminine laughter flows out of Molly's phone, and the voice mocks. "South Beach? Are you running from someone?"
"Damn it Mandy! Can you meet me there or not?"
"So, you remember your little sister's name now? It's been what? Six years since you fucked me over?"
"The way I remember it, it was YOU who fucked up the con, not me!"
"So I made one little mistake! You didn't have to humiliate me like that!"
"What's done is done, now are you willing to help me out, or what?"
"What's in it for me?"
"Half a million dollars."
Mandy is all business now, "I want half up front... text me your address in Florida..."
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