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 Kate got home in the early afternoon.  She waited for Gary's call, but she
knew he'd make her sweat.  She tried to distract herself with housework,
but it seemed as though every chore had something of the girls in it.

   She couldn't even cry on Mike's shoulder.  Her husband was off on one of
his European business trips, and as so often when he was out of the
country, he was also out of touch.  And what would she tell him, anyway? 
That her crazy online ex-boyfriend had kidnapped his daughters?

   When she started to do laundry and came across a pair of Brandy's
panties, it was just too much, and she gave in to a minute of pure
screaming hysterics.

   Finally, though, she calmed down, and realized that this was exactly
what Gary had meant to drive her to.  She remembered the shudders he had
given her with his stories and fantasies.  At first they were shudders of
fascinated pleasure, but by the end they were shudders of fear.  The man
was sadistic on every possible level, and loved messing with her head.

   If only she knew what was happening!

   The ringing phone nearly gave her a heart attack.  She snatched the
handset off the cradle so fast that the tangled cord went taut and yanked
it out of her hand.  Frantically she juggled the phone, and finally got it
back to her mouth.  "Hello?" She said hesitantly.

   It was a telemarketer.  Only the fear that she might break her only link
to Shannon and Brandy kept her from hurling the phone against the wall.

   Shannon had no idea where she was.  Gary drove until it was almost dark.
Several times Shannon thought they were driving in circles, or that Gary
made extra turns just to confuse her.  She had never been tied up that long
before, and her shoulders were aching from having her arms tied behind her.
By the time they finally drove into a big garage Shannon's hands were numb.
Brandy had fallen asleep in Shannon's lap, even bound and gagged, her
panties still tangled around her knees.

   The van stopped, and Gary and Todd got out, then opened the side door
and helped Cassie out.  Finally Todd and Gary lifted Shannon and Brandy
out. Brandy shrieked through her gag as she woke, as though she was having
a bad dream.  But Gary just said, "Hush, little Brandy.  You'll need that
breath in a bit."

   The men carried them up a flight of stairs into a large house, Cassie
following close behind.  They came in through the kitchen, but passed
straight through into what looked like a living room or den.

   Gary set about getting busy right away.  He bustled about rearranging
the furniture - pushing chairs back against the walls and placing two low
footstools or ottomans in the middle of the room.  He and Todd worked
together to untie Shannon and Brandy.  The girls' arms were so sore and
tired from the prolonged bondage that they could barely move, let alone
fight.  Both girls groaned through their gags as Gary and his son pulled
them across the footstools by their sore arms and set about tying them in
place.

   Soon they were face-down across the footstools.  Their hands were tied
to the feet of the stools on one side, and their legs were pulled wide
apart with their knees tied to the feet on the other side.  The stools
basically held them on their hands and knees, with their heads hanging over
one side and their legs on the other.  Gary tore Brandy's panties right off
her legs as he forced her knees apart on the stool.  Once Shannon was
securely bound, he unbuttoned her short shorts and pulled both them and her
panties down to the floor.  Shannon whimpered into her gag.

   Shannon could look to her side and see Brandy bound and helpless across
her own footstool with her denim skirt pulled up so her bottom was as bare
as Shannon's, but that was just about the only part of her body that
Shannon could move.

   When the last knot was tied Gary sat back and sighed with satisfaction.
"Ah that'll be fine," he said.  He looked at Cassie and Todd and said,
"Places everyone!"

   Todd and Cassie went back behind her and Brandy and started doing things
that Shannon couldn't see.  Gary brought a phone and set it on the floor
between the stools.  As he picked up the handset and dialed a number, he
said, "And now, I'm sure your mother is wondering about you."

   Kate managed to control herself this time as she picked up the phone on
the third ring.  "Hello?" she said.

   "Well, hello, Katie-girl!  It's so nice to finally talk with you!" She'd
never heard the voice before, but there was no doubt in her mind.

   "Gary, you son of a bitch!" The words burst out before she could stop
them.

   "Temper, temper, Kate." Gary's voice was arrogant, taunting, completely
in control.  "That kind of talk isn't good for young ladies to hear.  It's
a good thing Brandy and Shannon are here with me.  You'd be a bad influence
on them."

   Kate's knees went weak.  "You really have them?  Are they all right? 
Please let me hear them."

   "In time, Katie.  In time.  I promise you they're fine.  For now.  After
all I don't want to break my best new toys now do I?"

   "Gary, you..." Words failed her.  Finally she sputtered "How the hell
did you find me??"

   "Oh, you did that for me, Katie-girl," Gary laughed.  "It was the
weather."

   "The...weather?" Kate was utterly confused.

   "Yes, the weather.  You were always telling me about the weather -
whether it snowed, or if it was sunny, or if was raining.  So I just played
weatherman."

   Gary continued, clearly enjoying himself.  "Our fine federal government
has websites that stock big weather maps for the whole United States; any
day you want.  All I had to do was match the weather to the dates on your
emails.  And there was only one area that matched every single time: right
here in Detroit."

   Kate was stunned.  The weather!  He tracked her down by the weather! 
But Gary wasn't finished gloating yet.  "Well, after that it was simple. 
There aren't many Saylors in this fair city and its suburbs, y'know.  It
took a while, but it was just a process of elimination by then.

   "So, here we are at last.  Just you, me, and our four lovely children."
Gary's voice hardened.  "I did promise that you'd be seeing me,
Katie-girl."

   "Gary, please," Kate said.  "Whatever you want, I'll do it.  Just let
them go."

   Gary feigned surprise.  "But, Kate, this IS what I want!  We made so
many plans for the girls, you and I."

   "But...those were fantasies," Kate whispered.

   Shannon listened as Gary talked to her mom.  She could only hear Gary,
but it sounded as though Mom was the reason she and Brandy had been
kidnapped.  But, that couldn't be, could it?

   Todd and Cassie untied the gags in her mouth and Brandy's.  Shannon's
mouth was so dry, though, that she couldn't even speak.  Then Cassie gave
her a drink through a straw from a bottle of water.  As she did the same
for Brandy, Gary smiled broadly and put a finger to his lips, motioning the
girls to silence.  He was still talking to Mom.

   "Well, I'm here to make all your dreams come true, Katie-girl.  In fact,
I'm going to start with your wish to hear your little darlings.  So, here
they are."

   As Gary was speaking Cassie leaned down over Brandy and Shannon.  She
was standing behind Brandy while Todd was standing behind Shannon.  Cassie
dangled a man's leather belt from her fingers.

   "Looky what weeee have," she crooned.  Brandy didn't understand, but
Shannon did.

   "No.  Please?" she said.

   Gary pressed a button on the phone, turning it into a speakerphone.

   Kate suddenly heard the swish and crack of leather belts, followed
immediately by the screams of two little girls.  Even through their pain,
she recognized Shannon and Brandy.  As the belts continued to fall, the
girls were alternately screaming, crying, and calling for her.

   Kate was so shocked she couldn't speak.  Her babies were being whipped,
and all she could do was listen helplessly!  It went on for almost a minute
before she snapped out of it.

   "Gary, for God's sake, please stop!"

   "The girls' cries and the cracks of the belts faded to the background as
Gary switched back to the handset, but the girls were still clearly being
made to suffer.  "Why, I'll stop the minute we hang up, Katie.  But I
promised you could hear them.  And a promise is a promise.

   "Now, don't you worry.  I've got a fine training program set up for your
girls.  They'll be my best little fuck-toys by the time I'm done.  And
you'll get to watch it all.  I know you will, too, Katie-girl.  Because
deep down inside you like it just as much as I do.  Bye-bye now!"

   Kate could hear Brandy and Shannon calling for her until the moment the
line went dead.  She sat and stared at nothing for a long time.  She knew
what Gary had planned; she had planned it with him.  And she also knew that
she would watch it.

   As soon as Gary hung up he swept a hand across his throat and said
"Cut!" Immediately the beatings stopped.  But all Shannon could do was sob.
Her bottom felt like it was on fire.  No one had ever, ever spanked her
like that before.  Brandy wasn't even able to cry any more, but simply drew
one shuddering breath after another.

   Gary squatted down in front of the bound little girls and petted their
cheeks.  "Now, now, that's all over.  And if you're good girls and do as
you're told I promise it won't happen again.  But I did want to let your
Mom know that you were here and healthy.  I think she's sure now.

   "There's still some more stuff that I want to show her tonight though.
So we'd better get busy." He made a sign to Cassie and Todd, and Shannon
felt herself being gagged again.  This time it was a simple bandana - no
packing cloth in her mouth.  The bandana was rolled up and tied tight
between her cheeks, so that it pulled the corners of her mouth back.  It
wouldn't silence her but it made it impossible for her to speak.  She could
see Brandy being gagged the same way.

   Gary was setting up what looked like a camcorder on a tripod.  "You
girls will love this part."

   It was the next afternoon before Kate heard the knock at her door.  She
opened the door and found Cassie standing on her front porch.  "Hi, Mrs. 
Saylor!" she said brightly.  "Mind if I come in?"
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