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O-2000 --  Part 14  (NC, Rape, Violence)
By "SafeWord"

No one's!  Old enough to read this...make your own 
decision.

By "SafeWord"

Dedicated to: Deirdre, Who could say more in fewer 
words than I'll ever manage:
                 to: Lenny Bruce for his courage
                 to: "O"

O-2000 :Ward of High Justice : Episode XI  : Ain't 
Misbehaving (ver by L.A.)

"A hand that warded him. From thousand dangers,"    
"Titus Andronicus, III, 1, 195:


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J moved off me and hit the cars intercom. "Thanks 
Gerry, we'll be about ten minutes."  She activated the 
vanity and we tidied up. J gave me a little travel bag 
for my school clothing, made me keep the dress and 
shoes.

We had arranged that she would pick me up the next day 
after school so, after a long drawn out kiss, I stepped 
out of the car and went into our apartment. Tracy and 
Laurie were still up, watching TV and both did a double 
take when they saw how I was dressed.

Tracy said "What did J do with my little sister? Who is 
this?"

Laurie with a wide-eyed stare said, "I think I'm 
hanging around with the wrong sibling."

Tracy hit her in play. They both then, made me pivot 
around and stood on both sides of me looking me over 
and complimenting me on my dress , shoes and how good I 
looked with a bit of makeup on. Then asked me a 
thousand questions on where we had gone and did I have 
a good time.

Tracy said "J must really like you."

I replied, my tone serious, "Yes, she does and I really 
like her also."

"Oh, really?"

"Really!"

Tracy and Laurie looked at each other and I shoved them 
both in fun , laughing. 

"Don't you two talk, I'm the one who has to try and 
sleep with the noise from your carrying's on. Let me 
have my special friend also!"

Tracy "but J is quite a bit older than you."

"Is she? Funny! I hadn't noticed... and don't intent 
to! Stop It Tracy! Can't you see I'm happy and not in 
the mood for any big sister advise stuff."  

Tracy was going to say something but Laurie caught her 
arm and gave her a look.

So we talked about the evening a while, in good humor, 
until tired, I wandered off to bed.


The school went fast the next day but not quickly 
enough for me, J's limo was waiting for me. The 
chauffer held the door open for me, as I approached. I 
climbed in and as the door was shut behind me. J 
scooped me into her arms in a tight hug and gave me a 
flurry of passionate kisses, which I returned with 
equal ardor. 

Her driver took us to a nearby park and we sat at 
bench, discussed things. We had decided that I would 
move in with her in mid August giving me time to get 
settled before the new school year started.
She would make arrangements for a truck to pick up my 
few possessions.

I would be speaking to Tracy and my parents during our 
trip home.

J then gave me a small portable cellular phone and 
charger and asked me to wear it always and loan it to 
no one. I could see why, as she showed me how to use 
the phone. 

It had been  pre-programmed by her staff with speed 
dial numbers giving any possible location where J might 
be reached. Numbers like her personal cell phone, limo, 
work, apartment, parent's home and more. Even the 
marine number of her parent's yacht, the little phone 
had information on it some people would pay to have, 
most of the numbers unlisted. The phone also had the 
number of the general manager of her personal security 
firm. 

She told me, I was to call her anytime I wanted to 
speak to her, anytime! She explained, her staff had 
received orders to get her immediately when I called, 
if her cell phone was off. 

I realized that J was giving me top priority, 
unrestricted access into her life. I asked why the 
number for the security firm and she told me that she 
had three security staff around her all the time and 
that she would be extending coverage to me.

I had two surprised questions to that? Where were the 
other guards, I assumed Gerry, the chauffeur was one. 
And why guards for me?

She turned me to look over my shoulder and pointed to 
the other end of the small park's parking area. 
Shadowed by a tree was a large American car with a man 
sitting in it . She pointed again to another large man 
in a sports jacket and ball cap, sitting on a bench, 
one hundred feet away. I watched as a couple, heading 
in our direction, strolled by the sitting man. He seems 
to check them out, head to toe, evaluating, risk? 

I hadn't noticed the men at all, and wasn't too sure if 
I liked this.

I turned my puzzled face back to J and she explained 
that she represented a lot of money to kidnappers or 
political zealots. Her folks had always needed to live 
under a security umbrella. She had grown up with a 
protective team around her, all of her life so it was 
second nature to her, for them, to be there. 

I now had a better idea on why, maybe, J had not had 
any full time lovers as women. Knowing they were out 
there, watching, waiting, was kind of intimidating and 
I wondered what they had been thinking about during our 
long detouring car ride of last night. I decided not to 
think about it. If it was, necessary for J and she 
thought I needed protection also, then it was fine with 
me. 

J explained that I! Was soon going to become a 
potential target once it became apparent that we lived 
together and that I was her ward. We had decided that 
was how we would present our relationship to the world,  
her ward. 

She said that some things about my living with her made 
me a target for more threats than even she had but she 
would explain all that later and was making darn sure 
from now on that, I was going to be safe.

So I met my new guards, J said, "If you need them do 
this" and she lifted her arm and waved it ,at no one , 
high in the air. 

Right away the two guards she had pointed out 
previously, from the car and the tree and also Gerry. 
Came fast and directly to us. 

"That's OK, Gerry, Thanks, Sorry guys, I just wanted 
you to meet your new patron, and show her how to wake 
you guys  up if she needs you. 

The big lugs looked hurt, all three of them , and I 
thought only girls could pout. I was introduced to the 
two huge men. My little hand disappearing in each of 
theirs  as we shook hands. 

They  started to return to their stations but J called 
after them, "By the way, Gentleman: I don't want any 
harm to come to her. Or there will be, hell to pay, GOT 
IT! HELL TO PAY! Tell the others." 


J turned back to me as the men went back to their 
vigil, I wondered if guys that size could be scarred by 
the threat in the voice of this pretty women beside me, 
I knew I had been and I wasn't even the target! 

J when on explaining  that they or replacements, would 
always be around, starting today, that is, if I didn't 
change my mind about things. She told me that the team 
had no interest in what I did or where I went, they 
only were concerned that I was kept safe in doing so. 
She said me that they did not report on what I was 
doing or who I was seeing and that my right to privacy 
would always be respected, retained, on her orders.

I wondered if they had guns! I knew they did!  I didn't 
think that I would tell Tracy about, this! 

At least Now, I knew where all the discarded football 
players ended up, gosh! They were big men!

J and I were both sad, sitting close together, holding 
hands as we were driven back to my place. We would not 
be seeing each other again for a couple of months at 
least. She would be gone when I returned vacationing 
with her parents.  My last school day was tomorrow.  
Tracy was wasting no time in getting us home to see our 
folks. We had seats on a  flight out at six in the 
evening. Mom and Dad offered to pick us up at the 
airport but, Tracy the young businesswomen, had 
arranged for a small rental car to be ready. Dad had 
balked at the expense but, Tracy said she needed her 
own wheels and wasn't going to ask to borrow his all 
the time.

J and I said our goodbyes, promising to keep in daily 
touch by phone. The taste and feel of her lips 
lingered, long after her car pulled away. 

Tracy and Laurie were in a flurry of getting Tracy's 
stuff packed and I pitched in and helped as I didn't 
feel the need to bring the whole darn  Boston fashion 
industry back home with me like Tracy did. She was way 
over weight on her two bags so she stuffed another 
whole wardrobe into one of mine after wrinkling all my 
clothes, by cramming everything of mine into my one 
remaining little bag. 

Oh well. Sisters! Can't live with em, can't kill em!

Goodbyes at school were over, they let us leave at 
three, being so generous with that extra hour of 
freedom, Hmm!

Tracy was waiting impatiently for me, as I got into her 
car, I looked around for J's Limo but didn't see it. 
Then I looked for the team but Tracy growled at my 
slowness, so I never got to see them, but figured, they 
were there, somewhere. Tracy was in one of her, real 
nasty Spanish temper moods, raving on, angry. She had a 
session with Laurie who had taken a crying fit about 
Tracy going away for so long. The sum result being that 
Laurie refused to drive us to the airport as we had 
planned. So, we now had to rush home and call an 
Airport Limo as only special licensed Limousines were 
allowed to drop off passengers there. The darn limo 
cost was going to be equal to what Tracy was paying for 
the rental car at home for a week. Yes Sir. My sister 
was properly ticked. 

But I didn't really care. I was lost in my own thoughts 
and felt a bit like Laurie over being away from J. 
Besides, I didn't think money was going to be all that 
much of an issue of concern to me, anymore! Hell, the 
amount my sister was upset about wouldn't hire just one 
of the  men hovering around me for an hour. I was 
pretty sure about one thing, armed men like those, 
didn't come cheap, and I figured the security firm had 
put good people on me if J's threat meant anything.

We got off ok though. Laurie finally growing up and 
saying, she would now take us, just, as the limo pulled 
in our drive way, so we took that, Laurie crying some 
more as we pulled away, she was looking after the 
apartment. The flight was smooth and fast and we were 
pulling in my parent's driveway in no time. Home! And 
back with our parents, we were ecstatic to be back in 
our house again but everything looked so much smaller 
to me than I remembered.

The month went by in a flash, Dad took us all camping 
in an old camper truck he had purchased. So we spent 
three weeks in the woods in Michigan. We pulled into 
the deepest section of forest, Dad could find and Mom 
was complaining that we were all going to be eaten 
alive or carried off by giant mosquitoes but we were 
ok. After our bodies were bathed in gallons of Cough 
spray. We had a rustic supper and sat around the camp 
fire that took Dad two hours to get lit, roasting 
wieners and marshmallows on dirty, barky sticks and 
talking half the night, telling new and old remembered 
stories, making up for so much lost time with people we 
loved so much to be with.

I wondered how the team was going to work this over 
watch out. I needn't have worried.

I got up the next morning to pitter-patter four hundred 
miles down to the community outhouse and there were two 
big lumberjacks sitting around a smoking fire drinking 
coffee, in the campsite, right beside ours.  They 
hadn't been there when we had gone to bed. I wondered 
if they received special training on pitching tents 
quietly, in the night. I wondered what, other kind of 
training they had received on things their  occupation 
might require them to do  in the dark. I stopped 
wondering and pitter patted on. 

Then, stopped and looked back and sure enough one of 
the guys was just starting to saunter along after me. 
So I smiled and said quietly "Come on! There might be 
bears." He smiled and caught up to me and we walked 
along in silence, me a tiny blond haired girl, naked 
except for my flannel nightdress and a cell-phone, it 
being cool in the woods at night. We walked along the 
stony path slowly as I gingerly stepped, in my small 
bare feet. 

Me standing all of five feet two inches and ninety 
eight pounds. Tripping along a dark shady misty trail, 
deep in thick woods with a tall tanned stern looking, 
plaid and green shirted giant. 

Him standing well over six feet and some inches, two 
forty pounds at least and built like a bull, arms like 
tree trunks and probably armed to the teeth. 

A bear of a man whose name I didn't even know, didn't 
ask.

Pity any poor real bear that made a move to grab me, I 
wouldn't have given that bear a chance against my 
silent watchful protector. 

I never felt so safe!

He walked me back after my morning piddle, not a word 
said between us. But he got a big smile from me, as we 
parted and his answering, surprised smile made me feel 
I had just made a friend. I had gained more than that 
in that one little walk, I had gained a... Well! That 
came a lot later.

The three weeks were all swimming and relaxing and fun. 
Dad took us off on a bunch of day trips to see caves 
and all the local tourist traps. it was all hockey but 
our family was together and that was the important 
thing. I guess the team got to see more of Michigan 
than they ever wanted. The two guys were gone after a 
couple of days to be replaced by a couple that 
pretended to be lost in each other so I pretended they 
weren't there also , but I was surprised that one of 
the team was a lady, but why not eh? We went out to 
restaurants when we got tired of frontier cooking. The 
drive back to the campsite was so long in Tracy's 
little rented car that I  always fell  sound asleep. 
The four of us were cramped into that little toy car. 
It was like being a kid again lying in the back seat 
with my head on my Mom's lap, her stroking my hair, 
smelling her familiar remembered scent, her sweater 
covering me, Dad up front giving Tracy a ton of 
instructions and directions that were never followed. 

I phoned J every day and that wasn't easy, the little 
phone would give me a "no carrier warning" at the 
campsite so I would find some excuse to have Tracy run 
me to a small store or into town for groceries or 
whatever else I could think of and the cell phone 
worked there. J and I didn't talk too much, just that 
we missed each other and things like that. We needed 
more time together to know each other before we could 
converse for hours , but it was nice to hear her voice. 
Tracy didn't ever complain. She was usually on her 
phone to Laurie. She was missing her friend also.

We were at the park's beach one afternoon and the 
temperature was up in the nineties. Tracy and I were at 
a little booth buying ice cream cones and I saw two of 
my guardians sitting at a picnic table not even in the 
shade, as there were no other open tables. All the 
shaded tables were filled with families picnicking. 
These guys must have just come in from some city, they 
still had on shirts and ties. Their  white shirts were 
damp with perspiration. Tracy didn't say a word, just 
looked puzzled, as I bought two giant double scoops 
chocolate cones and two ice cold cokes and walked over 
in my little bikini to them and handed them each one. I 
think they both wanted to kiss me on the spot! They 
looked so grateful as I made them take my little gift.  
Maybe they weren't supposed to do things like that on 
duty but Heck it was so hot and they were suffering. 

Then we were back at my folks  home and the camper 
unpacked. I spent an hour just sitting in my old room 
having some delicious erotic memories but J now 
replaced my sister's face in my mind. Cindy? Well I 
never even thought of Cindy. I guess I should have.

We had a mini family crisis the night that I asked, 
told them, that, I wanted to, was going to, move in 
with J. 

I had to explain that Tracy and I were getting along 
fine and  that nothing was wrong that way. How we had 
wanted to have Laurie move in with us anyway but three 
bedroom apartments were too expensive in Boston, so 
what's a little lie! I told the truth, kind of, how I 
had met a friend,  an older women who needed a live-in 
companion. I mentioned nothing else except, I would 
still be going to the same school and on to University, 
and needed no extra money from Dad. I didn't tell Dad I 
needed no money from him at all that would have set him 
off and raised his suspicions.

Mom ever the consummate liberal gave in first. My 
school had finally got a hold of my parents and 
received their permission to accelerate me a grade, so 
they knew that I wasn't slacking at school. Tracy told 
them , my high marks weren't her doing  that I was 
self-motivated in wanting to learn.

I never had to pull my big stick the, 'I am of age 
thing'. Thank Goodness too! Dad would have blown a head 
gasket.  Slowly, reluctant approval was given but my 
folks wanted to meet J.

Tracy didn't resist. My plan solved one of her problems 
with Laurie. We all went out to dinner the last night 
before we were to go back. Mom had too much wine and 
got sentimental again. Crying, but that was OK too. We 
all were, at one point, including Dad, but we had a 
good time dancing and enjoying our last night together.

***

Next day Tracy and I left mid morning to drive to the 
airport after kisses, hugs, tears and good-byes. The 
little car was crammed full of our stuff as off, we 
went. Once again, leaving home. Leaving didn't get any 
better, it got worst.  

Tracy at the last minute decided she just had to get a 
gift for Laurie and ticked me off some, but I didn't 
let it show. 

We had spent three weeks in every darned souvenir shop 
in Michigan, and she had got Laurie nothing! 

So now we had to tear like hell all over town trying to 
find her something. We were short on time so Tracy took 
every shortcut in our hometown that she knew of, going 
like mad as we visited the various little shops, 
looking at things. Finally we ended up at our local 
large shopping center and had to park a mile away from 
the stores, the lot was so full. She found some things 
there, going for quantity over quality and I was her 
porter carrying all her purchases as we hurried back to 
the car.

Tracy was opening the rear door on her side for my 
armload of parcels. I never really looked at the old 
white van parked beside us until it's door slid quickly 
open. I did see a hand come out of the open door  and 
strike at Tracy, but that was all. Something hit me on 
the side of my head and night fell on me. 

Wetness with a strong liquor taste hit my face and I 
came to. I opened my eyes but all was fuzzy. I heard 
above me a voice speaking to me. A voice, I recognized 
all too well having heard it before when my eyes were 
covered.

"Ah! Angel just in time for our little show." and I 
heard Tracy screaming, a man grunting, another yelling 
"Yea! Rides that pig!" 

I tried to rise, but I my arms and legs were tied unto 
some kind of small heavy steel table. My arms and feet, 
secured to cold metal legs. I was naked, my head 
unsupported dangling over the edge of the table. As my 
eyes cleared, I could see Cindy sitting on a chair near 
me. Her legs were crossed, a drink held in her hand, 
leaning forward, watching something.

I looked around regaining my senses. We were in a room 
with two doors a dirt floor, bare lights hanging by 
wires. No wallboard, studs exposed,  a shed or small 
barn.  I turned my head further to see my sister tied 
down naked  also, on another table A large naked man 
was driving his erect cock between her spread legs, He 
was laughing and pushing himself into her jerking, 
screaming body with all his sweating strength, pounding 
into  her,  consumed with lust. Two other men stood 
around them watching, stroking half erect penises 
urging him on." "Fuck her man, fuck that bitch, Hurry! 
I want her again." 

Tracy was bleeding from her mouth. She wasn't screaming 
now, just moaning. One of the men said" Fuck this I 
can't wait." He knelt down in front of her unturned 
face, raised his quenched fist above her, "See this 
cunt, don't you dare bite or I'll kill you." Tracy did 
not even open her eyes but he slapped her face hard 
anyway. Her head rocked from the blow. He forced her 
head father back, down and pulled her mouth open, then 
drove his erect penis, deep into her mouth, I could see 
her throat budge with his manhood. He fucked himself 
into her bleeding mouth, cursing her all the while. His 
hands were on her breasts squeezing her, hard, her 
flesh bulged out between his gripping fingers. Both men 
lunging into her, coming in her at the same time. The 
face fucker pulled out, dribbled his come into her open 
mouth. 

Cindy was laughing and I turned to her, to plea. But as 
I started to speak she said, "Shut up cunt you'll get 
your turn." She stuffed some torn cloth into my mouth 
and  as I resisted she slapped me hard. Stunning me, 
and pulled my hair, head backwards. The action was 
forcing my mouth open and allowing her to silence me. 
She jammed the cloth deeper in my mouth, "Those are 
your big sister's, but then I'm sure you know that, by 
the taste." Laughing at my furious struggles to get 
loose. 

"OK boys, take a break, let's bring em in. Splash some 
water on that slut, I want her awake."

The men stepped away from my sister, one man using a 
pail to splash water on Tracy. Who started to moan, beg 
"No, Please, No, more  Please, no. . more. "

One of the men left the room and I heard the yipping, 
whining of dogs. He returned with two large German 
Shepard dogs, the animals pulling and straining on 
their leashes.

A man came over, above me and said to Cindy. "I'm gonna 
have this here little piece before the dogs mess her 
up." 

Cindy said "No. You fucking won't! This little bitch is 
gonna be Fucked, her first time by them. Later we'll 
clean her, we'll save you, her ass." and to me "I can't 
believe you're still a virgin Honey, but that's gonna 
change in a minute." They laughed at my  muffled, 
crying, struggles.

The man holding the dogs said "Put the stuff on her." 
Another of the men grabbed a stick with a rag wrapped 
around it and dipped in it a small plastic pail. "Whew! 
Does this stuff stink! What is it?"

Dog man; "I collect it from my bitches when they're in 
heat, go on , smear it on her cunt." The man used the 
rag and wiped it up and down between Tracy's legs.  
There was blood  from Tracy's torn vagina on  it, as he 
turned to me. 

"No not on her yet! Let me get Slash here into this one 
first. The stuff dries off  quick" He handed one leash 
over the waiting man and walked the other dog over to 
between Tracy's legs. The dog started sniffing at her 
but he pulled the dog up and unto Tracy's spread body.

He said "Cindy I hope your cameras still running, my 
boys don't take too long, unless they get stuck."   
Their laughter was lost to me, all I could hear was 
Tracy's screaming, pleading. " Please! Oh Please! No! 
Take it away! No! Please!" The dog was already humping 
at her body. Dog man's laughing voice "stupid bastard's 
can never find the right hole." He reached down and 
under the dog's legs and helped the animal. "There you 
boy, go on boy, get her!" Tracy's voice turned from 
begging to pure screams of pain, terror as the dog 
lunged his organ into her body. The animals paws, claws 
scratching her deeply, ripping her flesh, her breasts 
bleeding. The men and Cindy were laughing, hooting. The 
dog fucked furiously into my sister. She kept 
screaming. 

Dog man grabbed the other dog's leash, the excited  
animal ran in circles around him, almost 
uncontrollable. Smelling the stench of a bitch in heat. 
Smelling blood. The animal was dragged over to me. Dog 
man held the leash with one hand and grabbed the stick 
with the bitch scent from the hand of the other 
starring man who stood, watching my sister, the rutting 
dog, the spectacle. 

He slapped the rag between my legs and I felt  wetness. 
He pulled the dog unto me. Its weight crushed me, it's 
claws  scratching me as it scrambled to mount. Dog 
saliva, drool dribbled down on my stomach, my chest. 
The animal was whining, panting. I could feel its  
flesh , hot, hard, poking at me, between my legs.

The man reached down to assist his animal's entry but 
Cindy yelled. "Hold on I want to hear her scream!" and 
pulled the rag from my mouth. I tried to speak but my 
mouth was dry. "What? Speak up Angel. Bark Honey." 
laughing. 

She dribbled some of her strong drink into my mouth. 

"Cindy...Please...Mommy... Please ... Mommy."

"Oh! Your safeword. Well, I don't know?" 

"No , Please! Cindy. Not for me, for her, Please! 
Cindy! MOMMY! Please! Please!"

Cindy looked down at me and for one second I saw a 
person I had once liked in her puzzled expression, then 
she shook her head ,shook it away. "Sorry Angel For you 
I just might, but not for her. Not that cunt!  Get him 
in er."

The man  fumbled between my legs for the dogs cock... 


When the door exploded inward. A  large man in all 
black stepped in. Fast! Though the door and up against 
the wall, he was a blur in motion.  Another black form 
appeared in the open doorway, crouched. Both had guns, 
extended, held in two hands far from their bodies, the 
guns pointed, constantly moving.  One of the naked men 
yelled "What the fuck! and grabbled for something.

Wrong! Two guns jumped a little, no bangs, dull thuds, 
echoed by the thunks of  bullets hitting the man's 
body.  Part of his head, exploded, blood and brains 
splattered on me. He spun and fell, a gapping wound was 
in his chest. Another naked rapist screamed, tried to 
run. A gun thudded again and a hole appeared in his 
back under his shoulder blade. As he fell I could see 
the hole was , clear though his body.  Blood poured out 
of him onto the dirt floor as he landed. 

The door to the kennels burst open and another black 
image appeared, gun searching for a target.

I heard "Clear," clear," clear."  and   "Don't try it 
whore! I want to!  I REALLY FUCKIN! WANT TO, don't you 
fuckin move!"

The dog's weight was yanked off me , the dog yipped in 
pain and I saw a swinging pistol, heard a slam sound of 
metal hitting flesh.  A man's cry of pain. Dog man had 
got it! 

Least I think he did. I passed out again then.

Continued in part 15...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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