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 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?"