Acquisition 37/38 (BDSM, NC, VOY, HUM, FF, M+/F)
by Headhunter
It took the rest of the night for Bess to overcome her outrage and shock at
losing Pam. Scotty was very familiar with Jake's methods and knew that Pam was
gone for good. He felt a deep sense of loss. Never again would he enjoy the
company of the older woman. He had truly cherished his time with her. Working
out together, showering, giggling, all those feelings that they both had. Those
feelings that tied them together despite the age and family situation
differences.
Scotty was also very mad at Bess. "It's your fault," he cried to the woman.
"Shut the fuck up," Bess retorted, "You don't know what the hell you're talking
about."
Scotty just hung his head and cried. He knew what faced the beautiful housewife.
He had been able to survive it, even enjoy much of it, but he had spent a lot of
his life on the streets. He was hardened. Pam was an innocent. Scotty just hoped
that her natural submissiveness and obvious desire to be used would help her
'please' Jake and survive.
Bess had another concern. Early in the morning Pam's daughters called wanting to
speak to their mom. They had spent the night with a sitter at home, but their
Dad, Bill, had called twice. He had been looking to talk with his wife and was
going to call again in the afternoon. Bess simply told the girls that their mom
wasn't feeling well and was still sleeping. They wanted to come across the yards
to see her, but Bess hastily and forcefully forbade it.
How could she tell those two precious young girls that their mom was gone? That
their mom was being fucked, paddled and who knew what else. How could she tell
them that, when and if, they saw their mom again she would be a very different
person. It was at that moment that Bess knew Scotty was right. It WAS her fault!
She had brought out the submissive and the slut side of her neighbor. She had
made Pam look so desirable. She had done it for her own enjoyment, for
something to do. To have someone 'SHE' could call her own. And in controlling
Pam for her own enjoyment she had destroyed her, and her family.
Bess cried again, hating herself for caring so much for Pam and for showing
weakness. She vowed that if she could undo this she would make sure that Pam was
once again safe with her family, and she would not continue to take her neighbor
deeper and deeper into the depravity that she had introduced the wife and mother
to. She would set Pam free.
Setting Pam free was dangerous as well. A strong man or woman who recognized the
need in Pam might be able to take her away again. Well that didn't matter now,
Bess had to do something and she needed to do it quickly, before Pam's family
found out.
At that moment there was a loud knocking at the back door. "Shit," Bess thought,
"just what I need right now, Clyde Odom and his geriatric perverts."
Bess answered the door and of course Clyde asked, "Can Mrs. Henderson can come
out to the patio and play?"
Bess was still highly agitated and hadn't slept all night. Almost in tears, she
told the old men to "go away, Pet isn't here," slamming the door in their
surprised faces.
Realizing what bad shape she was in, Bess went to her room to shower and try to
get control of herself and the situation. She had to think of something.
Thirty minutes later, showered, refreshed and dressed in workout clothes, Bess
came back to the living room and found a glum Scotty sitting silently. The
athletic shoes, shorts and tight running shirt always made Bess feel better and
empowered. Feeling her strength, she grabbed Scotty by the arm and said, "we are
going to go get Pet. I'll kick that son-of-a-bitch's ass if I have to."
"He won't let us in," was Scotty's defeated reply.
"Look, I'll gather some of Pet's things and we can say that we are bringing them
to her and that you need to get your clothes. That way Jake will think that we
have accepted the swap of you for Pet and let us in."
Scotty looked unconvinced but the 'odd' couple had soon packed a cardboard box
with some of the clothes that Bess had bought for Pam. Bought at a happier time,
a time when Bess was exploring the housewife's limits.
Bess also dug out an old hunting knife in a leather sheath that her husband had
left. She strapped it around her waist, hiding it under her shorts. The cool
leather against her skin made her feel even more powerful. "She'd cut Jake's
cock off if she had to," she thought, rubbing the sore spot on her jaw where he
had hit her.
In a few minutes Bess and Scotty found them outside Jake's condo. The Saturday
morning traffic had been light and they made good time. Scotty had to warn an
anxious Bess several times to slow down to avoid getting a speeding ticket.
At the front door intercom it was decided that Bess would talk and explain their
presence. They had to get buzzed in or Pam was lost.
"What the fuck do you want, Bess? You are interrupting my work-out"
"Look Jake, I have some of Pam's things here and Scotty needs some clothes."
"I don't give a shit about Scotty, and quite frankly Pam won't need any clothes
anyway."
"What the hell...."
"Bess the only things Pam will be wearing is some nice surgical post jewelry
that won't come off, and my name tattooed on her ass."
In a panic, hearing about permanent changes in the housewife's body, Bess fought
to control her voice and said, "Well, she needs her toothbrush and birth control
pills. Or are you planning to have a lot of little bastards like you running
around?"
The intercom was silent for a moment, then the buzzer on the door-lock sounded
and they were in.
Bess and Scotty stood outside the condo door. Bess touched the knife at her side
for reassurance, while Scotty, holding the box, nervously shifted back and forth
on his feet. If it were not for the fact that Pam was inside, he never would
have faced the ire of Jake.
The door swung open and a towering, glistening Jake stood naked. His hard penis
was jutting out towards them. "Make it quick you two, I'm in the middle of my
lifting routine."
He stood to the side and permitted the two to enter. Bess actually had to step
to the side to keep from rubbing up against the magnificent piece of man meat
that stood parallel to the floor. Jake sneered at Bess as she passed, "Like
what you see? Maybe you can come back another time Bess. You, Pam and I can have
another threesome."
Entering the room, Bess spotted Pam in the weightroom. She was on her side on a
mat, naked. Her upper body propped up on one elbow. Those fabulous tits hanging
beautifully, her hip swelling upwards. "God, she is beautiful," Bess thought, as
the sight of the housewife made her stomach flutter in joy. Bess inspected Pam
as best she could at a distance. "Thank God no marks or piercings yet, only a
black leather dog collar around her neck and a leash that hung from her neck and
had been dropped to the floor," Bess thought.
Bess and Scotty pretended that they were heading towards Scotty's room while
Jake went back to the weightroom, scooped up Pam's leash and jerked it hard.
Pulling his prize towards a weightbench the housewife scrambled on all fours
toward where Jake had sat down. Her large, red tipped breasts swung back and
forth as she crawled and her buttocks rolled seductively. Bess noticed that what
looked like a large dildo was partially protruding from the hairless cunt lips
and that there were several red welts raised on the beautiful ass.
"You son-of-a-bitch Jake," Bess screamed. "What have you done to her?"
Jake grinned and reeled-in the leash until Pam's face was buried in his crotch.
"Not much, YET!"
Jake looked down at his groin and said, "Oh yeah, baby! That's right, all the
way to the back of your throat. Yeah! Keep that up and I'll give you a little
present." Bess watched as Pam's head began to bob up and down. "Christ," Bess
thought, "Pet is so far gone she doesn't even know I'm here."
The dam broke in Bess. Using her athlete's speed she crossed the room before
Jake could react. In a fraction of a second Jake felt the edge of a knife at his
throat. Bess and Jake both froze afraid to move. Jake because he could feel the
sharp edge at his juggler vein and Bess in fear that she was so mad that she
might actually cut him.
The bobbing and slurping of Pam's mouth was the only sound or movement in the
frozen tableau.
Finally Bess hissed, "I'm taking her back, Jake."
"Bullshit," was Jake's reply in false bravado, but his cock was wilting in Pam's
sucking mouth.
"I'm taking her to her family."
Not wanting to show weakness, Jake calmly commented, "why don't you bring her
family here? I can break in her daughters. I'm sure once they see how much Mom
enjoys being gang-banged that they will want to join right in." Jake's
unconcerned demeanor was calculated to confuse Bess. And it did, just for a
moment. Long enough for an unseen Rufus, the black bouncer, to sneak up behind
Bess and grab her knife holding arm.
Jake hopped up, his cock springing from Pam's mouth with a pop. He took the
knife away from Bess and laughed, "I always win, Bess. Now get the fuck out of
here and take that wuss with you," pointing to a cowering Scotty. Turning to
Rufus he said, "Good job, I reward people who help me." Jake pointed to the
bench that he had been sitting on and handed Rufus the leash to Pam's collar. In
moments Rufus was reclining on the bench and his coal black cock slid into the
warm wetness of Pam's ovaled lips.
"See Bess, that's what she is made for, but you know that, don't you. I must
admit, you turned her out good. Since I brought her home last night she has been
going at it non-stop. I never met a middle-aged broad that loves to fuck and
suck as much as she does."
"Won't you let her rest?" Bess asked balefully.
"She can rest when I'm working, other than that, she will be entertaining a lot
for me." Then with and evil smirk, "and Bess, most of my friends and business
associates are not as gentle as Rufus here. So take a last look at her, because
when I send her back to you and her family in a year or two, you won't recognize
her."
The large black man's hips rose from the bench, muscles flexing. The room was
filled with the sound of Pam's gulping the jism that poured into her mouth from
the ejaculating prick.
At that moment Jake became aware of more people bursting into the room. "Shit,"
Bess cried, what the fuck were Odom and his cronies doing here?
"What the..." Jake exclaimed. Then he noticed the barrel of the .357 magnum,
pointed by a bony hand right at his stomach.
Clyde Odom said, "Bess get Mrs. Henderson out of here. NOW! The real police are
on their way."
The old man holding the gun said, "Hey Clyde, I'm real police...retired."
"Yeah," Clyde retorted, "and I'm glad you still have some friends on the force,
and that they gave you your gun at your retirement party." Turning to Bess, "Go
on, you get out of here."
Bess still incredulous said, "How.."
"We followed you. We knew something was wrong this morning. Hell, we almost lost
you a couple of times, but fortunately you slowed down."
Scotty smiled at that comment.
Bess asked, "how did you get in?"
"Old police trick. We rang all the bells until somebody buzzed us in. And this
fool," pointing to Jake, "left his apartment door open. No more talk. GO."
Jake sneered at the three old men. "You won't shoot me. Get the hell out of my
home." A loud retort rang out and splinters of hardwood floor kicked up at
Jake's feet.
The gunshot mobilized Bess and Scotty. They pulled Pam to her feet and hastily
wrapped her in a blanket. As they ran out the door, Odom called out, "Just go
home, don't say a word to anyone."
Rufus scrambled to his feet, "Hey man, I was just visiting..."
Odom cut him off, "Go on you bastard, get out. But if I ever see your face
anywhere around those two women again, I'll have my friend blow your prick off."
"Yesss Sir," replied Rufus as he ran out the door struggling into his pants.
Turning to Jake, Odom said, "Now we wait." He heard sirens in the distance and
added, "but not too long."
Scotty bundled Pam into the back seat of Bess' car and held her tenderly. The
housewife was still out of it. He gently wiped Rufus's cum from the corner of
her mouth. Bess accelerated away from the building just as two police cars
pulled up.
Bess was still shaking from both fear and excitement as she pulled into her
driveway. She had won! She had both Pam and Scotty in the back of her car. She
didn't know what would happen in the future, but right now she was energized
with her victory. She and Scotty led Pam into the house and right upstairs to
the shower. They paused only long enough for Bess to pull an impossibly long
dildo from Pam's pussy. After being scrubbed and washed thoroughly, an exhausted
Pam, who was just beginning to become coherent, was put in Bess's bed. Scotty
put some salve on the housewife's welts. They found that the skin had been
broken in several places, but it didn't look like there would be any scarring.
Pam's face was drawn. She was exhausted and for the first time Bess noticed how
haggard her neighbor looked. After gently inspecting several bruises and Pam's
well used pussy and asshole to insure that no permanent damage had been done,
Bess pulled the drapes and darkened the room to the late morning sun. Pam and
Scotty quietly slipped from the room, leaving Pam breathing softly in a deep
sleep. They were sitting downstairs when Odom and one of his friends showed-up.
Excitedly, Odom told them of what had happened. The retired cop had stayed with
the police for 'damage control' purposes. Clyde embellished the story, but
essentially the police had shown up at the request of a retired officer who felt
that "something was going on" at Jake's condo. Possibly drug dealing. The three
old men, led by the ex-cop, told the police that they had seen Jake selling
drugs and that they had been attacked by the man when they tried to stop him.
The story allowed the police to search the apartment and sufficient quantities
of various drugs had been found for an arrest for drug dealing to be made. Jake
hadn't said much and the ex-cop warned his fellow officers that Jake might make
up some wild stories about women and sex to try and get out of trouble. The
three old senior citizens all swore that there was nothing to it. Jake was smart
enough to keep his mouth shut and call his lawyer. He knew that three leading
citizens would be believed over him. Bess and Scotty really enjoyed hearing
about how Jake was led away in handcuffs.
The men asked where Pam was. Bess told them that she was in pretty bad shape and
needed a long rest. Surprisingly, Clyde Odom showed real concern about his
neighbor and said to call if he could help.
After lunch, Pam's daughters appeared at the house looking for their mother. Pam
had slept for a couple of hours so Bess woke her and took her some hot soup. Pam
was now revived enough to make the walk back to her house. Bess wrapped her in a
blanket and, after telling the girls that their Mom was sick from food
poisoning, walked the three Henderson women home.
Bess paid off the baby-sitter from her own pocket and stayed at Pam's bedside
for the rest of the afternoon. The girls talked to their dad when he called,
assuring him that Mom was sick but OK. They also told Bill that "Aunt Bess" was
there and taking care of them. Bill decided that he could finish his business
with such a good friend as Bess looking after his family and told his daughters
that he would see them the next afternoon.
By dinnertime Pam had recovered enough to get dressed and come downstairs to see
her kids. The housewife was very sore and walked about gingerly. Bess fixed the
family dinner which they all ate ravenously. Sitting at the kitchen table after
the girls had gone to watch TV, Bess apologized to Pam for the first time in her
life.
"Pet, let me talk to you for a minute," Bess said in hushed tones. Pam responded
"Yes, Miss Bess," and looked across the table expectantly. Bess couldn't help
but notice the lines on Pam's face. "She is still the worse for wear," Bess
thought, "thank God I got her away from Jake. She wouldn't have lasted long
under his never-ending abuse." Bess realized that Jake had been right about one
thing. She had "turned out" the housewife and now she needed to return her to
her family. Bess couldn't play God with the Henderson family anymore.
"Pet, you almost lost everything this weekend and it is my fault. You trusted me
to take care of you and I let you down."
Pam had a confused look on her face. She knew that things had gone way beyond
anything she expected, but the submissive innocent in her naturally took all the
blame and responsibility for failure on herself.
"I'll do better, Miss Bess. I'm sorry I let you down..."
"Hush Pet, you didn't let me down. You are wonderful and I don't deserve you.
You need to take care of your family now. While I hope we are still friends, you
need to be your own person again. You need to be a full-time wife and mother."
Bess reached over to Pam and took the "PET" ring from her finger. Digging in her
purse, Bess retrieved Pam's wedding ring and slipped it back onto the
housewife's finger.
"Miss Bess..." Pam exclaimed with a tear in her eye.
"Just Bess now Pam, OK?" She leaned over and gave Pam a peck on the cheek and
stood up to leave.
"Miss Bess... I mean Bess... Thank You!"
With a nod and a soft sob, Bess left the house. As she approached her own home
she pulled herself together and thought, "well now what am I going to do with
Scotty?"
