Midnight Ep. 047: PILLARS

Literotic asexstories – Midnight Ep. 047: PILLARS by SZENSEI,SZENSEI
Harbinger Shoals!

“Well, I’ll be. Niles said nothing about the bridge.” Landowner Nick Sanchez pulled his recently acquired F-150 Ford Raptor up alongside an appliance delivery truck. “When did he have time to work more on the crossover?” Lukas Porcupine, engrossed in his Wonder Woman comic book, pictured his Santee crush Lillian Dawn Bearpaw holding a magic lasso and only wearing a tiara and her boots. Pausing only to look at Nick’s observation without much thought he was back to mentally cutting up her stars and stripes. “He must have gotten out here right at the crack of dawn to have it reconstructed with all that extra lumber he stashed in the barn. Who helped him I wonder?”

“I like Dawn’s cracks.” Lukas spoke up, “Her dad helped Niles.”

“Vision or you already knew?”

“I knew. I heard Samuel and Niles talking yesterday about surprising you. I bet you can drive the truck over it now.”

“You trying to get more money out of me Porcupine? You just saw Gullivant’s pickup truck on the other side out by the barn. Earn your money from here on Boy Wonder.”

“Wonder Girl. She’s teaming up with Wonder Woman. If they were Santee, they would look just like Dawn and Midnight.” He showed him artwork of the heroines’ side by side.

“You might be on to something Porky.” Nick grinned as he noted drawings of Princess Diana and Wonder Girl tied up to some Grecian style pillars. Chuckling at the true heritage of William Moulton Marston’s Amazon who often was relegated to bondage back in her infancy by nearly every bad guy she ever faced inspired Nick in the moment. His buddy Eugene was a comic book nerd when they were kids together in New York, he often mentioned that fact. Undoubtedly, that image stuck in his head for the boy to grow up to be a world class chemist who conceived many a date rape drug, so to speak. Even for as nice as Eugene was, he and Nick became those villains, anti-heroes at worst. So yeah, big fan Mister Marston.

Interesting that those illustrated pillars were similar in how Niles had decorated the entry over the bridge. While not as tall as in that comic, there were two large wooden pillars, one to each side. “You must be reading my mojo Gullivant.” He thought as he shut off the Raptor.

“You’re not driving over?” Lukas asked as Clinton Biles driving Lakshmi Surves car pulled in behind Nick.

“Not yet. This truck outweighs his. I need to feel comfortable that the bridge can handle it. You go on and get to mowing. Take your comics you’re riding the REZ Ryder home later. I want you to keep me posted on what the Santee say after seeing Dawn and Midnight walking around here naked today. Good and bad! Okay?”

“I can do that. Can I help Clinton cut trees for the docks?”

“Just don’t cut your leg off.”

“I’m strong!” He chuckled and gathered his things into a book bag where he also carried his lunch of peanut butter and honey.”

“Which reminds me! On your way over the bridge take a water cooler up to the porch, I’ll grab the other one. Sleeve of cups too, strong guy.”

“I am Ares!” Lukas growled and attempted to show a tough side. “God of War!”

“You just might be.” Nick left it at that. Hoping out of the Raptor he moved to the opened tailgate to see the ladies still savagely going at one another in their balled up 69. The bed was drenched in pussy juice. Sliding the water cooler out for Lukas he let the boy claim it. He seemed to have it under control until he reached the bridge. Every ten feet he had to sit it down and recoup. Nick smirked at the boy’s dedication. He needed a reward, more than just any comic book or ten that he bought today.

Biles, still in Lakshmi’s car struggled to escape her. The Hindi beauty was feeling liberated by riding naked with him after her uncle’s approval. The three droplets of X-AP347 had sent the girl’s already hyperactive hormones into begging Clinton to take her now instead of at the hotel tonight. He knew Nick was watching him fend her off and that he had to get to work before Nick got temperamental. Finally, Clinton grabbed Lakshmi by her throat with one hand and her jaw with the other.

“ENOUGH! YES, I WANT TO FUCK THE DOG PISS OUT OF YOU. NOW IS NOT THE TIME. Be here at 2:00 with my lunch and I’ll bend you over your car hood. Until then go home and rest, you worked all night. Cum for me until you fall asleep.” Panting heavily, she nodded in his clutches, her eyes adoring his forcefulness. “Scoot off me.” He kept his hold over her until she was in the center of her car seat then let her go. Climbing out he shut the car door then leaned down. “Kiss for the road.” Like a greedy pet wanting outside she stormed his lips and kissed him with a ferocious passion. Again, he had to push her off or she would have literally crawled out the window into his arms. “GO HOME SLUT!” Moving away to join Nick, Clinton had to ask, “What did you do to her? That bitch is all over me.”

“It’s just your rugged good looks. Let Lukas use the chainsaw on a couple of smaller trees, show him the proper way. There are some chains in the barn. Hook up the larger tractor to some of those trunks we’re going to use for the docks and haul them as close as you can get without the water taking them. I want that dock and pier done by next week hell or high tide.”

“Why the hurry?”

“Yacht. Once we get done with those, we’re clearing the smaller island for a helipad. Yes, I own a chopper too.”

“Teach me to fly?”

“As much weight as, you have on those bones, you’d be the only passenger.” He grinned. “Sure! I’ll give you lessons. Concentrate on this job and getting started on the police force. Dolan needs you as much as I do. If I don’t see your wife get her going as dispatcher. No reason for her to be sitting in any hotel room all day.”

“She volunteered to come help paint out here, she sent me a text saying she ran back to our apartment for a few more things. She wants away from our neighbor as fast as possible.”

“Alright! Get busy.” He looked toward Lakshmi, still there but facing away from them and in the center of her car. “Is she riding her gear shift?”

“OH, JESUS CHRIST!” The gentle giant lumbered back to her car and got after her. Trouble was the second he saw her shifter up inside her cunt he just had to watch. Work could wait a few more minutes.

Nick let it go. He was the cause after all.

********

“Love the balancing act, Doctor. I’ll have to try that swing out sometime down the rode. Rode as in ride.” Obsidian Opal Savage, yes, a mouthful to introduce oneself, stood with arms outstretched holding twin silencers as protection. With so many gun-toting bikers pool side she required the edge. “Easy now REZsistence! No reason to bloody up a perfectly inviting pool. Guns in the water please. Do not make me order you a second round.”

One by one the grumbling cyclists carefully pinched at their firearms and tossed them out into the 12-foot-deep area of the pool. Dr. Freak moaning like a banshee frolicked about unable to dismount until her timer was exhausted. That usually meant thirty minutes of highwire, haywire acts for her high paying viewers online. Less than ten minutes to go before she was lowered back into her swimming hole. Feeling safe at the moment Airika Ferrec simply squeezed her breasts then brought her left melon up to her mouth to enjoy her nipple, beguiling her fanbase under pressure. Opal respected that.

With guns submerged biker Ethan Squirrel in Tree grumbled to Calvin Heavy Feather, “Mister Merrick is going to throw a fit we lost our weapons again. At least it’s not in a boggy ditch this time.”

“Hush up over there, Squirrel.”

“How did she know my name?” He winced then noticed an earpiece in Opal’s left ear. “She has backup. Someone is talking to her.” Calvin agreed but kept his brothers at bay.

“Miss Merrick? Please join me at the door behind my sweet ass.”

“Sweet cunt too.” Sid chuckled. “Might want to pull your skirt down.”

“Why would I want to do that? Best distraction ever designed.”

“Digging the chrome. Reminds me of my bike. I’d ride you.”

“Never say never Sidney. I’m openminded. Pants off Patches. All of you. Toss them and your bike keys into the water too. Any blades as well.” Speaking of distraction, Dr. Freak was reacting violently to a multiple orgasm up on her thrilldo. It was better than any roller coaster. Crimson hesitantly moved toward Opal with fear in her eyes. Guns were not her thing. “Just relax Crimson Marie. If I intended to hurt you, I could have long ago. We simply need to talk, just the two of us.”

“About what?”

“About Cyber. Have some faith Baby. Why don’t you go on out to her Jag, it’s on the street. Keys in the ignition. If you run, I’ll just find you. So, can we agree to have faith in one another? Keep your cell even, just don’t call daddy. My gut tells me you don’t want to hear what he has to say. Go on sweetie!” Swallowing, Crimson hurried through the house then out the front door. Seeing the Jaguar, she ran over and climbed into the driver’s seat. Eyes flaring at the beauty and elegance of the car she turned the key and fired it up. Purred like its namesake.

“I could get used to this.” The wait was tedious. “God, I hope she doesn’t shoot everyone.”

In the backyard Opal smirked at all of the naked Santee warriors. “Well now! Everyone is still nice and hard under stress. Why don’t all of you go for a swim and cool off.” She waved her barrels insisting, each of them jumping into the pool and wading. “Isn’t that so much more soothing? It’s getting rather hot out already. Doctor Ferrec?” Her hydraulics were coming to a slow and lowered gently into the water. “You’re up to forty grand today.” Dyson informed Opal. “I think the bikers getting naked with you upped the ante. I know you won’t let your audience down. Santee? I’m certain we will meet again. I’ll ask you to forgive me for Merrick’s anger later. Enjoy the good Doctor. Oh! Just in case… ” Cellphones galore burst into flames, torching pants in the process. “Fired? Possibly! Another time Doctor.”

Opal turned with confidence and wiggled away, her hem high and thigh gap deep. Even with the bad timing the bikers remained in the pool and consumed Airika from all sides. DP on the bottom of the pool the boys had their frustrations to relieve. Fuck Nodin Merrick! Only Calvin emerged from the water and raced naked through the house and out the front door. Dick swinging, he was left standing on the front lawn watching Crimson drive off with Opal in the passenger seat riding sniper. Cursing in his native language he was at a loss. On the bright side, Dr. Freak was fifty-two grand richer.

********

“Where are you taking me?” Crimson turned out of Airika’s housing division.

“I was thinking to breakfast, brunch I suppose.” She placed her guns into her bag on the floorboard. “See? No threat. I only do what is necessary. Cyber needs you, therefore, I need you.”

“Bait!”

“Technically, yes. Miss Merrick, I work for Nick Sanchez. I would hope you might understand I mean you no real harm. Nick merely wants the money back that Cyber stole from him. Destroying her network was a necessary beast. If she dug any deeper, it would have been her grave. Nick rescued her in that much. She was bypassing firewalls that most hackers could not. This makes her valuable to the right as well as the wrong people. She got sloppy, thankfully it was Nick and his people who caught her. Trust me Crim… may I call you Crimson?”

“Yeah!”

“Trust me Crimson. No harm will befall Cyber. Nick hired me to bring her in before she did more harm to herself. This way we can protect her, inevitably you if she indulges too much intel. Dark Web meets Black Death, Baby. Military does not take kindly to spies.”

“So, Mister Sanchez is helping her?”

“Trying to. Concerning the tires? It was only to prevent her running. I wonder if the REZsistence noticed I slit all of their bike tires by now?” She produced a fake nail on her right hand which was a bladed tip. Fuck you finger! Crimson did grin. “I see a smile. Thank you Crimson. Brunch at Denny’s? My treat? Well, Nick’s money.” She chuckled. “Credit limit, mind you.”

“I could use a BLT.”

“Don’t tell Nick that. He might remove his BeLT.”

“Too funny! He did save my life. I was bitten by a couple of coral snakes. I think he paid my hospital bill even. Of course, it did happen on his property, so it was his obligation.”

“Trust me Crimson, if Nick meant you harm, he would have left you laying there until the venom ceased your nervous system. For every bit of darkness, there is a sliver of light.”

“He is employing a lot of my people in their time of need. My dad fears him I think.”

“Most people do. He can be a force of nature. Retirement won’t be easy.”

“So, he’s retiring to The Shoals. Yet, he keeps a darkness surrounding him.”

“I won’t say the Major will ever fully retire, but he has built quite the empire. You mention snakes. Allow me to tell you a story. Nick saved me from a nine-foot python down in Columbia. I’ve seen him save quite a few in our unit. A lot of us are indebted to him. Me? I happen to hate him so much I adore him. He finances my bounty hunting.”

“So, you’re a bounty hunter.”

“I am! Do you want Dog’s autograph? I happen to know him personally.”

“No. He’s creepy!” She laughed. “So, how do we find Cyber?”

“We both know she won’t just leave you. My own hacker… ”

“Sup, Crimson?” The radio belted out a feminine voice. “Just call me Shadow. I cloak Opie here. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“I knew you couldn’t keep quiet.” Opal sighed. “Personally, I think I’m white and her shadow is my second skin.”

“Awww! Hi, Shadow.” Crimson smiled.

“I can see what Cybercock sees in you. Rockin’ body Miss Merrick.”

“How do you see me?” Opal pointed out a camera above a stop light. “Oh! Right! Thanks! Palates at our home gym. I just realized something, if you can access these cameras, are you invading my home?” Crimson’s cell pinged beside her on the console. Opal taking it from her told her to pull over first. Denny’s right up ahead she waited until they were parked. Hearing motorcycles they watched the dumbasses from the car lot headed toward Dr. Freak’s, not even noticing they had drove right by the Jag.

“They finally lifted their rides.”

“You know they will want vengeance, right?”

“They can try.” Opal handed Crimson her cell, then shut the car off for her. Just as she activated a mode on her cell provided by Shadow Bitch, they heard horns blaring down the block. Both bikers ran a switched out green light for a red. The cars from the opposite directions drove right at them from all directions. Freaked out the bikers eased away and kept on going. “See how easy that could have been?”

“Wow!” Cell demanding her attention Crimson opened a feed directly inside her home. Her father Nodin was fucking his maid Sasha right on the kitchen island, rather she was riding him. “How long have you been watching us?”

“Since your computer connected with Cyber’s and she did what she did.” Shadow spoke up. “Loved watching the Doc and your sister. So hot! Even at the club on stage. They make a good team.”

“Don’t remind me.” The feed instantly deleted, and her wallpaper returned. “This is crazy. You know, I just want my own life. I’ve lived at home my entire existence, staying with dad after my mom died in a car wreck off of the REZ.”

“Poisoned!” Shadow added insult to injury.

“What?”

“I know you don’t believe me, but I’ve accessed her autopsy report. Yes, she was in an automobile wreck, but the true culprit was cyanide. It was obvious she ingested it before trying to drive home. Cyanide is not easy to come by so someone with power managed to find some. I’m sorry to be the bearer of bad news.”

“Does my dad know?”

“We presume not. It’s doubtful by his questioning at the time, his sorrow, that he had any knowledge.”

“How could he not know?”

“Someone went to great lengths to hide this from your family. Your grandfather, Elder Rhoen Merrick must have sealed the reports, paid someone to keep quiet.”

“Grandfather would never do that. He loved my mom.”

“I’m afraid all we have to go on is that report. The coroner at the time a Justin Habersham died three months after your mother, but his report was still in the system buried. I found it. Not even Nick knows this information yet. I’m sure I’ll be yelled at for telling you first. He would likely want to hold onto that and examine your father more closely.”

“So, you presume grandpa killed my mom? My dad worshipped my mother.”

“We cannot determine that Crimson. Which is why Shadow should not have opened her pie hole. You cannot let your father know this information until we can help sort it all out. I know this must be horrible to hear but this info alone could cause a war that we don’t want. By proving to you that we won’t harm Cyber and getting you free to live your own life should show our sincerity. Just have patience with us there are a lot of moving parts as it is. Shadow? You shouldn’t have told her this until later. Nick should have been the one to do this.”

“You wanted to establish trust, there’s your opening salvo Hot Chocolate.”

“Stop being racist.”

“You know that was meant as a compliment.”

“Uh huh! Lose your appetite now?”

“No. BLT!” It was a lot to process.

Smiling they went inside. Dyson aka Shadow Bitch was tuned out, Opal’s earpiece put in her purse. It was a quiet meal, but Crimson did feel more comfortable, if not a lot to consider. Opal apologized for Dyson further, but Crimson simply found herself grateful to know things her father might not.

“Can Nick give me a new life with Jasmine… Cyber?”

“She calls herself Jasmine?”

“Yes. Do you know her real name? She says she changed it in the system.”

“Ethyl Jean! You can make fun of her later.”

“Ethyl Jean? Ewww!” She already knew because Jasmine told her the truth herself. Playing dumb was merely studying honesty on Opal and Shadow’s part. “No wonder she changed it.”

Now that she mentioned that Obsibian wondered why she hadn’t fixed her own name. Maybe out of respect for her parents. That or maybe even she found it amusing.

Lunch was entertaining.

********

Mindy Biles yawned as she carried more belongings from their apartment in Turncoat. Finding scrapbooks of their wedding Mindy stood at her car trunk sifting page after page. “That day was so magical. Look how handsome Clinton was in his tux. Lord, he’s put on muscle since that day. All that log cutting does wonders. I wonder if he’s noticed I’ve lost eight pounds just since I had him arrested. God, how stupid was I? I never should have let Grant Edison talk me into calling the police. I didn’t love Grant; he just gave me what Clinton wasn’t at the time. Why did I have that extended fling? I really don’t deserve his forgiveness. I’m just glad things worked out for us. Mister Sanchez gave us a second chance, I know for one I’ll be forever grateful.”

Closing the book, she put it in the front seat rather than in the box of hobby oddities. “I don’t even know where we’re storing this stuff. Trunk here I guess. Our hotel room can’t hold much. Hopefully, Britney… ” Deep breath at the front door to the apartment. “How crazy is this new lifestyle we’ve adopted? Clinton dedicates himself to our marriage yet has Britney as a lover who shares him with me. Although, I have to admit I like Britney. Maybe this bisexual thing is helping me deal with it all. Her being rich only benefits us.” Up the stairs she went for more boxes.

“How can I tell him no when he wants us to work so badly. I mean if I were to say no to Britney, would he still feel the same way? Would her money keep him over me? She’s buying him a Harley for God’s sake. We could never afford that on our own.” Her cell pinged in her back pocket. Looking at her text she sighed, “Speaking of moneybags.” Britney Saunders had sent her a number of photos of three different homes in Caretaker. “Oooo! Three car garage on that one. Let’s see what this one has to offer.”

Further photos gave her a complete room by room rundown. “Home gym! Four bedrooms upstairs, three bath including a powder room on ground level. Full basement with a pool table. Huge backyard with a stone fire pit. Where’s the pool? She can get an above ground pool I’d be happy.” A text sent with that one said, “We can sunbathe in the nude. LOL! I’ll oil you up, if you oil me.” Mindy couldn’t help but smile.

Typing back, she asked, “What? No jacuzzi?”

“Shoot! I forgot that pic. There is one in the basement. I’ll call you later, Mr. Cooper looks grumpy. He’s going on vacation to Colorado tomorrow. Should I seal this deal or talk to Clinton?”

“Buy it bitch!” She texted back.

“Ok, I will. LOL! Now Mister Cooper is smiling, I just told him I would. This place is ginormous I think he will like it. Love you Bye!”

“Love? Wow! Okay! With these rings we three wed.” Laughing over it, she turned around at a knock on the opened door. “Grant?”

“Got a minute? I can help you carry things down.”

“I guess. I didn’t bring Veronica with me this time.”

“I don’t want Veronica. Kid’s too much for me. Now you… ” He dared to swoop in and steal a hug. Stunned by his jumping to conclusions she resisted. Jujitsu training or not she didn’t want to hurt Grant. “…I need. Don’t go back to Clint. Stay here with me.”

“I can’t! I don’t want an us Grant. Please let me go.” He tried to force a kiss upon her which made her whimper then start patting her palms on his shoulders. Breaking the kiss she pled, “Grant… please don’t.” Another kiss she was losing. Trying to take her to the floor she moved her legs into a battle stance and broke his hold over her. “I said NO!” Fist doubled up she instinctively hit him in the nose, blood splattering on her knuckles. “SHIT! GRANT, I’M SORRY!”

“Fuck you Whore!” He backed off and took his cell out. Dialing 911 he barked at the operator. “Yes, I’d like to report an assault and battery. I think my nose is broke. Yes, her name is Mindy Biles.”

“OH, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!” Bad move yelling. Hearing that an officer is on the way she left everything in her apartment and ran out, down the stairs and to her Camaro. Slamming the trunk, she got in and tore out of the lot. Managing to hit the highway and passing a police car she kept on going. She was getting a taste of her own medicine.

“GODDAMMIT!”

********

Caretaker! The two-story home of Sheriff Dolan Roster.

“Thanks for driving me home Winston. I’ll have dad ride back with you to get my SUV.” Winston shut his Jeep off. “Listen, about Nova, if you don’t think she’s in good hands here I’ll honor your wishes and shut the hell up. I just… maybe I see Ali in her but when she was younger. Coming into her own now, she’s a nightmare. I just can’t handle my kid anymore.”

“Only experience I have as a parent is Nova. She might not be mine but even I know I can’t hold her back forever. She does make a good bartender though. Like I told you back at the Firing Range, I trust you Dolan. If Nova wants this then help her step up to a better life. I have your back.”

“Thanks! Same here!” He gnashed his teeth holding his crotch. “That fucking drug Opal took did some serious overdose on my hormones. My dick won’t go down for a second. Don’t take this wrong, but it was hell hugging Nova goodbye. This shit in my system is like nitrous combined with Spanish Fly. You know I wasn’t hitting on Nova; it’s the effects is all. Add in my alcohol content I can barely walk. I need to head upstairs and sleep it off. Come on in I’ll rally dad.” Climbing out Dolan’s knees buckled, and he had to hold the door. Winston stepping around became his crutch.

Heading indoors all was quiet outside of water running upstairs. “Someone’s in the shower. Either my dad or CC probably.”

“Who’s CC?”

“Caprice Comstock. Waitress at the diner Coastal Waiters outside town, just up the coastline. We… I don’t know what we are. Let me haul my ass up to bed. If that’s dad up there I’ll warn him to get you home. Hang onto my car keys for now, before you guys take off without them. Just have a seat, watch some TV he’ll be down shortly.”

“Careful climbing the stairs.” He hovered to make certain Dolan got to the top okay. Once the Sheriff was out of sight Winston made himself at home. Not much for TV he just kicked back on the sofa next to folded blankets and a pillow. Someone slept down here last night. Likely Albert by the scent of manly cologne.

Upstairs, Dolan looked down the hall at Ali’s room and saw the door wide open. Creeping quietly, he ducked his head inside and saw her bed empty. “Might be Alexis in the shower.” He shrugged and checked the guest room and saw the bed untouched and fully made. Another shrug he went to his bedroom and opened the door. Spying someone in bed he presumed it to be Caprice and closed the door for privacy. Blonde hair peeking out from under a fully covered body was all he had to go by. Too bright in his room he closed the curtains and the blinds to make it near pitch black. Hangover required! Stripping his clothing off he climbed in bed naked and lay there for two minutes tops, his dick screaming to be put to use. “Fuck! Might as well hit CC and hope this drug shit gets burnt out of my system.”

Scooting in behind CC he rubbed his dick along her thigh gap. Realizing the sensitivity over her pussy, eyelids popped wide. Frozen in the moment she felt a huge cock enter her pussy and take her over onto her belly. Lying on top of her Dolan began thrusting, slowly and building momentum. Holding her breath against the deep thrusts she dug her nails into the fitted sheet and buried her face into her pillow. Whimpers only but loving it she lifted her ass as high as possible for a better insertion level. Eyes sealed Dolan growled like a tiger and hit her cunt hard. Yelps only bypassed his senses as she came on his beast. Mattress springs squealing Winston heard it even downstairs, Dolan’s bedroom right over the living room. Chuckling over it Winston told himself, “Tippin’ the waitress.”

Seconds later the front door opened and in walked Albert Roster shocked to see Winston. “We’ll I’ll be damned. How’s it going Soldier?” Standing, Winston met him halfway with a strong handshake.

“Brought your boy home. He had a rough night in Londale. Between us, he got laid by a gal from Black Ops. Bitch tore him up. Drugged him with something. By the springs up above I’d say he’s nailing his waitress.”

“That’s my boy!”

“I have Dolan’s keys he wanted you to ride back with me and bring his SUV home.”

“Sure! I can do that.” The water stopped upstairs making Albert nod but sigh just the same. “Ali must be up. With Dolan and CC in bed I better hang until they’re done. Can’t trust the kid not to run off again. Fifteen minutes to kill?” Agreeable they both sat down and chatted. Five minutes of nonstop bed wailing they heard Dolan nut so hard that it sounded like a Grizzly bear waking up from hibernation. A scream joining him Albert perked up.

“Oh, hell! No! No! No! No!” Jumping out of his recliner Albert rushed upstairs just as Caprice opened the bathroom door drying her hair but naked otherwise. Seeing her Albert went pale. Connecting dots, they barged into the bedroom and found the worst possible scenario. Dolan was passed out on his back from rolling off of who he thought was Caprice, and now suffered his daughter Alexis hopping up and down on her father’s thick erection. The kid was getting her wish, she had always teased her dad and now she had him. He had her first… unfortunately.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” CC yelled out. Dolan in his stupor burst his eyes wide and saw his daughter palming his chest and thrashing his cock with her warm wet cunt. Ali was obsessed with her ride, so much that Albert himself had to cock a brow at seeing her pink pussy rippling in and out from her girthy ride. Tits dancing before his eyes Dolan threw up, all over his daughter’s belly and tits. Not even that slowed her down.

“Do something.” CC told Albert, then when he faltered Caprice took charge. Moving in behind Alexis she grabbed the girl by her hair and tried yanking her off. With an aggravated scream Ali elbowed CC in the eye, blackening it instantly. Temper lost it became a catfight on top of Dolan. Moving around Dolan to face Ali, CC slapped the shit out of her. Shoving Alexis backwards Dolan snarled at his penis being shoved so far back. Popping free of Ali and CC on top of him his dick discovered CC’s pussy and he rose up in bed to drag himself out from under her.

Watching the girls do battle, screaming at one another Dolan held his temple then began jerking off. Albert bulging his eyes over the insanity of it all hightailed it out and downstairs. “Let’s get back to Londale.” He did not want to be in the middle of that. Winston followed in agreement. Out of the driveway in 60 seconds.

Feeling cum shot all over her ass CC froze in her hair pulling war with Alexis and pushed off of her. Sitting up she looked back at Dolan and froze. “You did not just fuck your kid then nut on my ass. What the hell Dolan?” Rolling out of bed she pointed at Ali. “GO TO YOUR OWN ROOM. I CAN AND WILL BEAT YOUR ASS BITCH.” Fear of God moment, Alexis pouted and ran out, bathroom door slammed shut to clean her body of puke.

Turning to face Dolan, Caprice saw how bad of shape he was. Still stroking his cock, he teetered on his knees as she examined his blackened eyes, bruised nose, bite marks everywhere. “Who attacked you?” Out cold, he fell face first onto his mattress and snored. “I see how I rate.”

Stunned CC noticed a stuffed animal on the floor and picked it up. A Tiger! Holding it to her tattooed chest she sighed. “Motherhood! Nope!” She tossed it back on the floor and got dressed. “I’m out!” She took Dolan’s squad car once she saw his keys. “Arrest me for Grand Theft Auto.”

Even she was showing her stripes.

********

Back at Harbinger Shoals!

All morning long Nick made Midnight Amador and Dawn Bearpaw parade naked in front of the Santee workers. For some they enjoyed the view. For others they found it shameful and appalling. Regardless they did their jobs. The newly remodeled kitchen with new cabinets allowed for new appliances. Old ones carted off to the garbage dumpsters Nick had ordered and were recently delivered. Leaving the girls outdoors with the orders of flirting without touching anyone they danced about, Dawn showing Midnight some moves. Awkward, Midnight Isabella did get better. Only one person was feeling the ridicule.

“Are you going to let that guy use Lillian like that?” Abe Dangling Thread spoke up to her father Samuel Bearpaw. Sam hissed at feeling like a coward in front of his friends but at the same time knew his daughter wanted this lifestyle. Having had a long talk when they went jewelry shopping for his wife and their wedding anniversary, he simply had nothing to offer. He took Nick’s money, to offend him now might mean having to pay him back. He needed this job; he was good at carpentry.

“My daughter is her own person. Do I like what I see her do? I do not! Still, I will honor her wishes.”

“Does the wife know?”

“Yes.” He was lying of course. News would travel sooner than expected however, once Rayna Waterfall spoke to her daughter. The war was only beginning. Jewelry might not be enough to salvage his marriage, even if he had given up gambling. Sighing he went back to work. With the floors upstairs redone, the basement staircase brand new, he chose to confer with Niles Gullivant. Niles was now working on further rebuilding the loft of the barn before any collapse.

“How are you holding up, Sam?” Niles halted nailing down fresh new planks to an equally new set of beams bracing the ceiling.

“They think me a coward for letting my daughter be a whore.”

“Come on, Sam. You know they love Dawn. Naked even more. Nick will take good care of her. He just mentioned that he’s funding a historical society on the REZ so she can be closer to home. Says she might only be in Charleston a week or so to quit her job and finalize plans. I guess he’s just waiting on Newton Waterfall to talk about the project with the other elders. In my mind that means you will likely get the building contract for that construct.”

“I never considered that. She will be closer to her mother and I. Why has he not spoken of this with me?”

“Step at a time. He put you in charge of the dock project starting next week. That’s a good week or two right there. Give the elders time to mull over the society idea.”

“This is true. I worry what Wanita will say. She does not know of any of this yet. Outside of my job. I am holding off giving her the anniversary jewelry I purchased with Nick’s money, so it doesn’t look as if he bought it. As expensive as it was, of course, Dawn will say she paid half, but even then, gold bands and waterfall earrings was a lot of white man’s moolah. A few more days pay, and it will look better in her eyes.”

“You can’t lie to Wanita. Her parents know too much. Which begs the question, why haven’t they told her?”

“Rayna and Wanita have had a strained relationship since Wanita’s grandpa disappeared. The wife doesn’t feel as if the elders did enough in the investigation. Rhoen Merrick just jumped right in being next in line as tribal Eldest.”

“Yeah, that was a tough time back then, Mister Scott vanishing. I remember it in the papers out of Cordoba. I can’t believe that case was closed so easily. Feels like foul play to me.”

“I believe Rhoen Merrick had something to do with Raymond’s disappearance, but no proof ever existed. When he had a heart attack and passed the gavel to Newton upon his death things got better on the REZ. Well, as long as Nodin stays out of things. He has his moments, so unlike his father who was as crooked as the cane he leaned on.”

“The way I hear it, Nodin doesn’t fall far from the tree that cane was carved from.”

“Yes. Yet, he does create many jobs. I still owe him money for gambling debts. He does not get vengeful due to my relationship with the Waterfall’s. If not for Newton, Nodin would hurt me bad.”

“Well, if it’s any consolation, Dawn belonging to Nick now, you might have a guardian angel.”

“Maybe! At what cost though? I feel like I’m caught between the Devil and Satan’s shadow.” He sighed as Niles nailed in another plank, the flooring near finished. “Four more rows and you knocked that loft out. We’ve been very productive today. My staircase is perfect, yet I do not think Nick has even gone to look it over. Did you know of the trunk in the 4×8 hole in the concrete flooring? It rattles as if containing a treasure.” In that moment he realized something. Staring out of the barn doors at Lillian he observed her show Midnight how to act as if a stripper on stage. Her extremely long raven hair lifted as if a shroud. So sexy! The glossy flesh adding a mystique to both women. Treasures indeed! “I wonder where Dawn put the necklace, she bought that day?” Broken! Just like a heart. Tom Sylver understood.

Spotting Nick whistling at Midnight and Dawn to follow him they gave chase and walked hand in hand behind Nick like puppies. Sam could only rub his chin. Seeing his fellow Santee drooling like crazy he had to look away. Lunch hour closing in he chose to help Niles on the last few boards. To answer Sam’s question Niles simply said, “That trunk is the remainder of Midnight’s possessions I hear. She gave up everything after the fire at her home. All Nick’s now. She looks really happy though. To be honest, so does Dawn. Who knows, maybe she gave everything up too. One man’s trunk is another man’s treasure.”

“Isn’t that junk?”

“‘Pends on the master you ask.” Sam pondered the fact. He did hear clinking inside that trunk when he got nosey.

Interesting!

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Following Nick over the bridge the ladies acted like giddy young girls as he stopped and turned to face them. “Dorei on the left.” He parted his arms to point at the two pillars that Niles erected at the corners of the bridges railing. Pausing he smirked at Dawn, “GoGo on the right.” Moving quickly, they noticed he had drilled thick hooks at the top of each pillar, leather roping hung from them. “Backs to the poles, arms over your heads. MOVE!” Zero hesitance from either beauty. Starting with Midnight he tied her wrists together and left her standing there, her back arched, breasts postured with grace. “Chin up! Eyes closed.”

“Yes, Kami.”

While Midnight conformed perfectly to his decision he moved over to Dawn and replicated the binding. Hair swept behind her for a perfect flesh requirement he looked to her feet. “Left foot up.” In complying he removed the Gogo boot from her. “Right foot up.” Same motion until he held both boots in front of her. “Never again. Only in the week you are in Charleston will you wear foot ware. Once you return you will never wear shoes of any kind unless I change my mind. Is this understood?”

“Yes, Kami.”

“Good! Let’s get rid of these properly.” He ventured out onto the bridge and searched for his guard dog. Whistling he found movement. Swimming in the deep creek the alligator known as Steeltoe approached. Having been fed snakes twice by this man the beast felt as if he was his meal ticket. Sure enough Nick tossed the boots down at him. Not aware what he was being fed Steeltoe ate the boots. “Go and Go!” Once the gator devoured them Nick nodded. “Good boy!”

Returning to the girls he chose his next move. More leather bindings on the ground he began again with Midnight and tied each ankle then plucked her legs up over his shoulders. Panting with delight she found him tying both ankles separately to that hook above her head. Once bound her pussy was the forefront of anyone standing in front of her. Backing away her body was suspended on its own. Sidestepping to Dawn he created the very same pose until she too was dangling aloft. Walking backwards by five feet he looked over his design. Nodding at their beauty he puckered.

“Comfy?”

“YES, KAMI!” In sync!

“Your jobs today are to be here as lunch for the crew.” He yelled down at Steeltoe, “THAT DOES NOT INCLUDE YOU.” Luckily, he was too lazy to climb the embankment. Zero interest the gator swam off.

Palms rubbed together Nick sighed, “Pillars of my community!” Back to work! He had much to do. So did they.

DRIP! DRIP! DRIP! DRIP!

At least there was shade.