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Lights, Action, and Hidden Cameras (Marisa & Swordsman18)

Sarah got in the SUV and said nothing. She sighed and looked out the window while Jacob talked to the car people. When he got in she still looked out the window and said quietly, “Jacob, I didn’t plan to ruin your day and I don’t even know why I told you what I did.”

She was feeling like a caged animal suddenly. She shook her head and looked at him. “I will do it, but you will hear a lot of screaming. He will probably chew me out and hang up. I am never supposed to call him before sunset unless I am going over to his place and it is clear for me to do so. He won’t like any small talk.” She opened her cell phone to contacts and pressed the first 3 letters of his name.

“Please don’t tell my father. He forbids me to see Andrew. He hates the man.”
 
"Tell him that you are really in the mood and want to go over to his place, intrigue him. At first he is going to be made but this guy sounds like the type that thinks with his dick more than his brain." Jacob told her as he put an insert into the bottom of her phone for when she began the call the tracking was going to begin. "Before you ask, we are actually going over to his house so it is not like you are going to be lying to him." Jacob knew that his cousin likely felt like she was being a Judas of sorts but she needed to be. This guy was bad news for her and for others so he needed to be taken out.

"Your father is right, he is not one you should be around. And now he is not going to be anymore." Jacob had this serious look on his face as they pulled into the lot of the Best Buy. He had some surveillance equipment that he was going to need to buy and ultimately place in Andrew's place of business.
 
“How about you letting me spend the day with him? I mean, damn it Jacob. Just let me have one more romp with him before you destroy everything. Please? Just once, okay?”
Sarah saw the look on his face and she didn’t ask again.

She watched him put a wire thing on her phone and pressed send. “Hey Andrew, is it okay if I come over. I really, you know, I need ya really bad. I know, please don’t yell at me.” She pulled the phone away from her ear when he stopped yelling. “ I just need to see you that’s all, please, I promise I will do that thing you wanted to do last time. Yes, I promise, no whining.”

She nodded her head several times. “Yes, I know come in the basement door and meet you in the hall. I got that. Yes, I mean it. You can have all of me this time. No, I won’t cry, I promise. Okay, I am on my way now.”

She looked at Jacob feeling sick to her stomach. “He will hate me after today.” She looked out the window of the vehicle, feeling like a traitor.
 
"Ok, I will allow it since you seem to think I am destroying your world." Jacob told her after she got off the phone with her boyfriend with him getting a link to his phone. In the age of always carrying a phone, tracking him was going to be simple. He popped open his own phone and then typed in the website buying all of the supplies that he needed before going into the store. Sarah was much too likely to run if he let her go with him into the store.

"Stay in the car and put the back seats down, we are going to have quite a number of boxes in here." He told her as he got out of the SUV, lowering the windows for ventilation before he left. In a matter of minute him and literally like a half dozen employees were bringing all kinds of equipment to the SUV, with them placing it inside till the back was packed with boxes.

Jacob reached over to run his fingers through his cousin's hair before he sat down with a smile. "Any type of clothes you want to be wearing during your last time with him?" He told her as the last box was placed in the car.
 
Sarah nodded and did as she was told. As soon as he left she put the back seats flat down and waited for him to come back. Her stomach was in knots as she thought about the things she would be doing when she got to Andrew's. She wanted to back out, but how could she. Either way she was going to dread seeing her part of the time boyfriend be sent away to jail.

She looked up to Jacob and held her breath before she got the nerve to tell him what was on her mind. "Jacob, I am really scared. I mean, Andrew has been holding all the cards ever since that first night when Dad wasn't home. He forced me then and he has been forcing me ever since to do some really strange things. I like some of it, but there are some things he wants me to learn for his 'clients'."

Sarah looked down to the floor of the SUV. "I don't want to do it with him and I don't want to be a prostitute. I don't, and now I promised him I would do it, that nasty stuff. He is going to have two friends over there to have......to.. use me. Practice he calls it. It isn't the first time he invited a friend over to help teach me ......."

Tears stung her eyes. "Help me Jacob, I don't know what to do."
 
"Well if you were so unsure then why did you promise it to him? And he forced you? When was your first time? Were you legal?" Jacob asked as he looked at her, putting the SUV into gear obviously angry as he did so. Sex was one thing but force was another entirely. Jacob was going to punish this asshole and there was no way Jacob was going to offer up his cousin this final time for him either. Now Jacob wanted to pick up bleach as he saw Walmart in the corner of his right eye as they got on the road.

Killing him was not going to solve Jacob's problem even though he really wanted to. Andrew was going to pay dearly and so far he was getting quite a lot of evidence on him. "You will not have to testify against him. But I have changed my mind, you are not going to be spending time with him. We will deal with him and the last time you should have to see him is when he is walked to a cop car."

Jacob pulled onto a back road where there was a trailer that looked abandoned. It was a dull, rusted steel color with windows that looked like they had been sanded over. "Stay in the car." He got out taking a box to the trailer where he pressed his thumb to the door where it opened to reveal that the trailer was full of technology like some very high tech security guard station. The steel door was shut and sealed behind him for two minutes before he was back out without whatever he had placed in there.

Back in the car, Jacob started it up once more where they started to drive a familiar route to Andrews. He stopped about a football field away. "Setup the stands in that big box about 20 feet apart. I will get closer. When you run out of stands, I want you to drive back to Starbucks. Call Andrew and tell him that your dad came home and had you do chores. You will then reiterate how horny you are and that you really need him. Tell him to meet you at the local hotel, room 239." He pulled a keycard from his wallet and gave it to her.

"That is for room 240, you will go there and wait after you make the call from Starbucks. I will meet you there in an hour. If you fail at any point in this, I am telling your father the whole truth about Andrew. I am sure he is going to find out later anyway but I have no problem speeding up your father's foot kicking Andrew's ass." Jacob took a breath as he looked over to the house in the distance. He was visibly shaking with anger at Andrew, his own fists asking him to bash the guy's face in.

"Anything to tell me about his house that I should know? Are there any other girl's inside? Are they all forced to or are they willingly there?"
 
Sarah looked up to Jacob shaking her head, “He was screaming at me, I had to shut him up. I don’t know why I do half the things I do. I don’t like him screaming at me. Yes he forced me the first time. He was once Dad’s friend, he came over to learn how to ride. My Dad had something come up and couldn’t take him, so I did.” Looking out the window of the SUV she got really quiet for a moment. “We got back late it was almost dark, Dad still wasn’t home, so I asked him to stay and help me bed down the horses. He did that and then he called me up to the hayloft said he had a surprise for me. He surprised me with......well, you know. He kept his hand over my mouth so no one could hear me.”

Sarah ran her hand through her long red hair, looked back at her cousin, “He came over every other day for more lessons. At first Dad thought it was awesome that I could teach someone to ride at age 14. Andrew and I would take the horses out, wherever he stopped he would pull me off my horse and bind my wrists around a tree so I could not get away. Andrew convinced me that I was now used goods and only good for training, prostitute training. He said we would make lots of cash and he would buy me nice clothes, if only I didn’t tell anyone. After a while he gave me pleasure, and I really liked what he did at times. He made one mistake though that ended their friendship, he told Dad I was a hot chick and sweet as honey. Since then I was forbidden to be with Andrew, but Andrew said that if I didn’t go through with my training he would tell my Dad I came on to him and he only did what any horny man would do, he took the plunge.”

She thought for a moment on how Jacob could enter the house. “Andrew never answers the front door, there is a large hutch in front of it nailed to the walls. Out back there is a large screen next to the basement door on the ground. He told me to watch my step as it is filled with deadly rattlesnakes. I don’t know if that is true, but I never want to find out either. The basement door is metal and he has security camera’s located in the two small oak trees facing the house. If he has any girls inside they would be locked in the wait your turn rooms. None of us are allowed to roam free, I don’t know if the other girls were forced or not, I don’t even know what they look like Jacob.”

Sarah did everything Jacob told her to do and once she was at Starbuck’s she called Andrew and told him to meet her at the hotel Room 239. “Baby, I will make it up to you, I promise, just meet me there. Dad is going to be here awhile he has business with Jerry. He gave me a list of chores I have to do. Just meet with me, I need you so bad, you know I do Andrew....the room is already ours.” She drove the SUV over to the hotel, wondering how Jacob was going to get to the hotel. She looked around found the room and went inside.
 
Eventually, Sarah heard that a woman checked in to 240. She sat loudly on the bed and then Sarah heard her talking through the old clock radio that had been sitting next to the bed. "I am Detective Alyssa Daniels. I am going to be your stand in for when Andrew arrives. Just speak I can hear you. I need you to tell me all of the crimes that he has committed. This is recorded testimony so you will not have to testify against him. Your cousin told me the whole story but I need to hear it from your lips." She sounded sweet but professional though she did sound young not being an age above 25 which was young for a detective.

Jacob sends you a text just after Alyssa speaks, "Tell her everything. We will discuss all of this later." It is all that the message said that he had sent to Sarah. There was no update on what he was going to do just those words.
 
Sarah all but jumped out of her skin when she heard the Detective speak. She stared in disbelief of what was happening here when she got the text from Jacob, she whipped one back at him.
“Jacob, you told me if I didn’t stay with you, you were going to my Dad with the whole story. I am here and you are where? Telling my Dad, aren’t you? Of all the dirty tricks.” She shut off her phone and sat down on the bed.

“Detective Daniels, I don’t know how many crimes he has committed. What do you mean you are standing in for me? Don’t you think he knows me from a police officer? All I know is what I told Jacob, in confidence, mind you. The only thing I know about is his girls, I don’t know their ages, I know their names, I only know what he did to me all these last couple of years.”

Sarah took a deep breath, “Look Detective, when I was 14 years old he forced me into um..things, he uh... he well, Dad wasn’t home and he introduced me to riding, um, ….him. Then after that he would tie me up so I couldn’t get away. Either in the barn, out in the woods to trees. He said I was used goods and all I am good for is to be trained. His best prostitute, you see? He said I would make us lots of money, he brought his friends over to make me....learn things.”

Sarah sat there feeling trapped, scared and alone. “My Dad is going to kill me when he finds out.”
 
“I know this is all very fast but I need you to cooperate. We are trying to put him in jail. Just tell me what you had said to Jacob before. That is all I need you to do. And Andrew will come here to be arrested not really to have sex with you. Jacob has informed me that he is already getting recorded testimony from each of Andrew's girls.” The detective said, a smile easily heard in her voice as she spoke. There was the sound of a text message notification in the background.

“Looks like all of evidence from the girls is already in the DA's email. All that is left is for you to give yours.” She was patient so she could wait for Sarah to finish fuming and acting like a teenager for her to finally listen. “Oh looks like someone reported a fire at Andrew's house.” Not too far from the hotel, sirens could be heard coming from firetrucks as they barreled their way towards the man's house.

Another text message came in. The detective let out a sound of surprise as she read the text. “Andrew is on his way here in a mad dash to leave. After the betrayal of his girls it seems his last hope of holding is you.”

It takes about 15 minutes after that for the sound of screeching tires outside. Sounds of someone rushing but still struggling to get up the stairs followed. He beat at the door of the detective. She was more than ready to open the door with her gun at the ready. Slowly she opened it and in came Andrew. “Sarah!!??”

“No Andrew, I am a detective with the police department. You are under arrest.”

“Fuck you bitch!!!”

The sound of someone getting hit filled the speaker into Sarah's room. Andrew made a slight grunt of victory. But then another very heavy hit followed this one having a metallic sound to it. A body hit the ground with a high pitched yelp. “You assaulted an officer, that just adds more time to your sentence.” She yelled at him before she began to read him the Miranda Rights. After she was through she made a radio call to an ambulance. It arrived not too long after.

Andrew was wheeled out with bloodstains all across the groin of his jeans and down his legs as well. He was alive but it was clear that he was in lots of pain. Jacob was sitting in the back of the cop car that had arrived with the ambulance. He was not cuffed, just he was along for the ride.
 
Sarah calmly told the Detective everything that she had told Jacob, including a few things she was too ashamed to tell him. Things that Andrew said to her to make her feel cheap and used. The kind of things that made a girl like her with self esteem issues turn to him with gratefulness that he had taken pity on her. Then he would treat her good for a while until it was time to meet his friends. When she didn’t want that he would force her into having three at a time instead of one on one.

His friends were even older than Andrew by about five or six years, some of them knew her dad, and made a point to tell her what a pleasure it was to have his little girl. She was a perfect payback for the times he won too much at poker.

She listened well to the detective as tears rolled down her face from the shame this would cause her father. Him, knowing his daughter was nothing better than a cheap girl like the ones he bought when he was very drunk.

Sarah was trapped now, nowhere to run. Andrew would be going to jail, her father would hate her and her mother, well she was no better than her own mother. Sarah had nothing to look forward to in the hours ahead of her and thought of what she would do. There really was only one option left, and to do it she would have to get away. Far away from her cousin, her dad and the ranch.

Sarah watched through the curtain as Andrew’s bloodied body was taken out by stretcher. Her heart jumped inside her chest. “Oh, no......” she knew this was all her fault and if she had kept her mouth shut she and Andrew would be together, he would be alive and doing what he always does. She thought he was dead and turned to the bed and laid down and wept bitter tears.
 
A few days later, Jacob had been home a lot more. He was keeping tabs on Sarah and he was not being all that inconspicuous about all of it. Evidence for the case against Andrew was growing by the day. So much so that it seemed like the evidence that Sarah had contributed to the case was only one voice in the crowd of assaults that he had done. Jacob had been working things around so that her father was not going to learn of the things that Andrew had done to his daughter.

Still there was the possibility that she could be forced to testify which would mean that her father would learn about it anyway. That was not something that Jacob could just stop since he was not able to just communicate that to the district attorney. But he was being supportive of Sarah in several ways though not all of them were as obvious as him being in the house now when she needed someone to talk to.

At the moment, he was carrying a couple of ham sandwiches up to her room to check on her and make sure that she was eating. he knew that the whole thing with Andrew was likely stressing or depressing her or even a combination of the two. "Sarah?" He called out as he stood on the other side of the door after knocking softly.
 
Sarah quickly stashed the note she had been writing under her bed and sat up and said "Door's unlocked Jacob," she jumped up and opened the door, feeling nervous. Her hands shook as she took one of the sandwiches. Not looking into his face she said, "thanks," and walked to her window that over looked the barn and pasture.

Deep down inside she knew something bad was going to come of her hiding the truth from her Dad so long. When she was 14 she was too scared as Andrew threatened her if she told anyone...it would be bad no matter what. She shook her head slowly and mindlessly took a bite out of the sandwich. The lump in her throat grew tighter and she turned and ran towards the bathroom.

She spit out the sandwich and then sat on the tub the tears wouldn't stop. She knew she could not keep this up for long. Tonight would be the night, and it would end everyone's heart ache including her own.
 
"Sarah?" Jacob asked her as he came up behind her while she was doubled over the porcelain tub. "I know what Andrew did to you and what he provided for you. He controlled you and kept you in his ways but that is not the way it should be Sarah." What she needed for the moment was a bit of realism. This bit would likely help her come to terms with things that had happened.

"I will make it so that your father and my mom will never truly know what happened to you. In return Sarah, we are going to need to deal with your submissive nature so that you do not attach to such a bad guy again." Jacob noticed from the way that she was hurting that part of this was from the feeling of losing the man in control of her. It kind of threw the world out of whack.

And he was there to give her order. Of course since she was his cousin, all of his thoughts were relatively pure but he knew that he was going to have address the more sexual element of her submission at some point. Yet, he knew it was not something that he could propose this early on and in this cirumstance.
 
Sarah slowly stood back up grabbing a towelette and wiped her face. She listened to her cousin who seemed to know a lot more about her situation. “Really Jacob? You say that like you have some secret power at your disposal. Like do you believe you can keep the truth from my Dad and your Mom? Do this wondrous favor for me and you want me to do what for you? Isn’t what Andrew did the same as you are going to do with me? Control me? In return for your silence, what must I do for you? More of the same, in other words you’ll be taking over my life as long as I do as you say. Jump Sarah, do this Sarah, I can see it now. The only difference is you won’t be demanding sex from me.”

She glared at him and shook her head her lips pressed together in anger. “I am not your pet dog, and I won’t be treated like one. Kindly get out of my way Jacob. I thought you cared, but I can see I am just some patsy to be used, if not by Andrew than by you. I must be some form of pitiful flesh for everyone to look at and want a piece of. I confided in you, and now you will use me as some form of personal gain. That takes the cake. I thought you were different. You are in my way. Now move and let me pass.”
 
"I will not be taking over, I will just provide structure." Jacob said obviously annoyed by her tone not alone her word choice as she spoke to him. Still he kept his calm with her for now. To make her understand that he was serious, he took a step forward to further trap her between him and the bathtub. "Now, I do not have super powers but I am friends with a detective who is really understanding that you do not want to have to deal with the trouble all of this will cause you." He took his cell out of his pocket as a sign of good faith. But he was not going to hand it to her. "The thing is, that in order for her to be able to only use your evidence in a more subtle fashion she has to be sure that you are sure of your decision. Running away like you have been planning to will surely cause her to use the evidence."

"Another things, I never said that you would be a patsy if you submitted to me. You did. I understand that being submissive does not mean that you are some kind of doormat. You are a person and you have feelings and thoughts of your own. But at the same time I can tell that you thrive when there is someone in charge of you." Jacob pulled up a video of Sarah that had been taken before all of this had occurred back when she was still under Andrew's control. It showed her being somewhat focused and happy around the house even though Andrew was by no means a good supportive dominant.

Another video popped up of her and Andrew together, pulled from a surveillance camera that Andrew had in his house to protect the girls. There was no sound on the video but it was very clear that Sarah was enjoying herself under Andrew's control. "Now Sarah, if you want to be happy again and not some sad story that will just attach to men like Andrew to the rest of your life, you will accept my deal and you will learn how good it can be." Jacob took a step ever closer to Sarah so that he was towering over her. The video paused on her smiling face and he placed it right in front of her.

"If you accept my terms, kneel here on the bathroom floor and say these words, "I, Sarah Rush will do my best to honor, obey, and serve the wishes of my dominant, Jacob Cannes, for he shall look after and care for me in exchange for my submission to him and only him." Jacob knew that she was going to fight him, part of him wanted her to so that he could show her that he was going to keep her in line.
 
Sarah was about to argue the point when it occurred that Jacob thought he knew about her plans to run away. He couldn’t be any further from the truth. She had no intentions of telling him her real plans. At this point it might be better for her and everyone if she played along with his assumptions. “You haven’t been here more than a month and you make friends with a detective. Imagine that. I suppose you and her are more than friends.”

She watched the video’s Jacob had of her and remembered how it was in the beginning with Andrew. He blackmailed her into giving into him, to be available at any moment. He taught her how to lie to her Dad without getting caught. After that it became too easy, she did what she was told. Not that she liked it. He never asked her he told her, made demands and told her she would only be the best of his girls. He beat it into her head with every beating he gave her when she misbehaved or rebelled. It was always a fall or a slip or something happened in gym class. Her father had no clue his little girl was in training to be owned, sold and traded for money.

“If you can bring a smile to my face and make me happy, then I will submit to your whatever. I am not sure what you have in mind, but anything has to be better than Andrew, right?”

Sarah’s arm’s reached out and grabbed Jacob’s. “Back up, you will make me fall! There is no room in here.” She felt very small with him looking down at her, embarrassed that he knew so much, nervous that he had seen her submitting to Andrew’s demands of her. Humiliated that he saw her enjoying it. Sarah could not look into Jacob’s face anymore. Her whole face flushed with embarrassment.

Jacob’s had one more thing to add to her shame, he wanted her to kneel. “Kneel. You want me to kneel? Like some little slave?” She set her jaw and could feel the anger rising to the surface. “FINE!” she shouted at him.

Sarah sat on the tub and said, “I Sarah Rush refuse to kiss your ass, however, I will do my best to be a good little girl for my wonderful cousin Jacob Cannes, who sleeps with the detective what’s her name?”
 
"Sarah, with my resources, I can have my pick of the litter. The reason I am a friend with the detective is because since I have arrived I have been setting up cameras for the Police Department around the town as an independent contractor." Jacob told her with a grin and he crossed his arms as he stood there before her. She was going to be difficult. He could just tell with her behavior. Her little proclamation made a little bit of anger swell up inside of him. He was doing this for her. And yet instead of being grateful, she was being disrespectful.

He took a single step back so that she would have some room to be able to kneel properly. "Do it properly." He said to her in a calm somewhat cold voice. To react in anger would just give her what she wanted. What was going on now was likely a test to see how far she could go with him before he would either give in or punish her. "I am not going to repeat either so get it right or I shall punish you more than I already am going to."

To show her that he was not resistant to the idea of using force, he placed his hand on her shoulder and then began to attempt to pressure her to the ground. "By kneeling you are showing who you serve not as a slave but as a submissive."
 
Sarah set her jaw trying not to smirk then bit her lip and burst out laughing though short lived. “Ok, so you are going to punish me? For what, you don’t own me yet Jacob, you have no right to punish me for anything.” She looked up at him and saw he had backed up a little and looked down at the tile floor.

“Besides Jacob, what did I do to warrant a punishment? If you are going to be so hard-nosed about everything, why would I submit to you? The thing is, you want me to submit, I am afraid too, and afraid not too. This is happening so fast, my insides are shaking.”

She trembled as he tried to lead her to the floor. All her rebellion slipping away. Can we.... can you work out some details first. One- are you taking away my riding privileges? What exactly do you want from me, I can’t go into this blind, it scares me, don’t you understand? I don’t want to be agreeing without knowing what exactly you plan to do to me, please? I will do anything for you, just don’t beat me like he did and don’t take my horse from me.”
 
"I like your intelligence, and you are quite correct until you give me the gift of your submission I can't punish you." He said as she got to the ground with his guidance but mostly her own power. Sarah could be obedient when she wanted to be and he could feel it in the look that she gave him. She wanted to submit to someone strong and dominant but not someone that was going to step all over her. She wanted someone that really cared about her. Jacob's heart was beating in his chest faster as he looked at his cousin so close to offering herself to him, all he had to do was to assure her that he was not Andrew.

"I will not take your riding privileges away as long as you are safe about it by telling me where you are going and keeping your phone on you so you can call me if you need me. I will not beat you but I will spank you on your bottom only as much as you deserve for a punishment and not hard enough to truly hurt you. To make a point yes, but to scar you or make you bleed, no. There may be other punishments as well that will be less physical such as going to bed early or loss of speaking privileges." Jacob stood there before her, his hand coming down to run his fingers through her hair.

"I will control your wardrobe and what you wear each day. You can have riding clothes of your choosing but other than when you are riding you will wear what I say to and be subject of an inspection at any time." Jacob continued to pet his cousin, not like a pet but like a man that was adoring his submissive girl. What he did next was likely going to confuse her but he felt that he had to. He kneeled down with her on the floor put his fingers under her chin to make her turn up so that he could press his lips to hers very softly with it building into a dominating kiss where he continued to kiss her for a long moment.

And then slowly his lips pulled from hers, hot breath drifting across her lips as he started to stand once more. Officially they were now kissing cousins but that was not so bad, he had stopped himself before he gone too far. "Sexual commands will be at my digression but will likely consist more of me asserting control over your solitary sexual activities than us together due to our related nature. Is there anything else that you need clarification on darling?"
 
Sarah searched her feelings with all that Jacob was telling her it rang true to her needs. Someone stronger than herself to lead her, to guide her in a better direction than she was heading. There were a few things that she didn’t like, especially about how she dressed, but that was minimal and she nodded her head as he spoke. When he touched her head and ran his fingers through her hair there was something that set a spark off deep in her heart. No one had ever done that before and she desired more of it. It felt soothing and his hand warmed her thoroughly.

Jacob came down to where she was and her eyes looked up into his face. It was at that very moment before his lips touched hers she knew that she would submit to him. She started to say it when his lips touched hers not in a rude better than thou I am your boss way, but it was more like his bond to her by sealing a deal between them. Her pulse was racing and her heart was pounding when he broke the kiss. She stared at him in awe of what his kiss did to her. If this was his way of showing her how gentle he could be she would yield to him. Sarah’s hands shook only for a moment when she touched them to her lips, still feeling his on hers.

“I submit, Jacob.” She took a breath and said looking up at him, "I, Sarah Rush will do my best to honor, obey, and serve the wishes of my dominant, Jacob Cannes, for he shall look after and care for me in exchange for my submission to him and only him."
 
Jacob pet her once more adoringly and lovingly, "You my stand my girl, we have to go get you dressed and ready for your first day as my girl." Evey time he spoke the two words "my girl" he put a soft emphasis on it. He smiled at her and then gave her a soft kiss on the lips when she was standing, it was not the very passionate one that she had received only a few moments ago. Of course that passion would come but he did want to move onto the true discussion of their relationship. "I shall honor your submission and not abuse it, I promise you that."

He took her hand in his giving it a soft squeeze as he heads out to her bedroom. "You will only sleep in your bed when I allow you to, otherwise you shall sleep in my arms in my bed. We will be installing a lock on your door and mine so that we are not discovered one way or another." He walked over to her bed releasing his hold on her hand and then reaching for something underneath it. If she really looked at her bed it seemed like it was taller than it had been before by about half a foot. After a moment of reaching, Jacob pulled out a large chest with a combination lock on it. He moved ti to 10 twisted it in the other direction to 19 and then twisted it back to 3. The lock popped open and then he pulled it off to then throw open the chest that was filled to the brim with very nice clothes and heeled shoes (all types).

"These are the clothes that you are allowed to wear when you are not riding. Do not worry that you will have to wear 6 inch heels all the time. I like variety and I am not a sadist. What do you think about this dear?" He had been doing a lot so far and he wanted to know her opinion on all of this.
 
Sarah softly smiled after the the next kiss it was tender and she liked it. “I am your girl, Jacob.” She smiled a little more as he took her hand and squeezed it in his. She heard what he said about their sleeping arrangements part of it excited her part of it scared her until he spoke of door locks. “But Jacob, Dad never allowed me to have a lock on my door, he won’t like it.”

She started fidgeting when he reached under her bed. The note she was writing her Dad was near to where Jacobs hand was. Her eyes were wide as she watched him pull a locked chest out from under the bed. She let out a sigh of relief as soon as the chest was out from under her bed. Still so many questions rose to her mind.

Sarah reached out and gently touched the new clothes, barely able to stop herself from reaching out and throwing her arms around him. First she pulled out some nice blouses and skirts and just stared at them and a few pair of high heels. She turned and looked up at Jacob. “To dress like this, for you, would be so nice Jacob, but why? I mean why did you spend so much on me, when I have been such bad a girl? How did you know I would say yes, …..how did you know my size? Why do you want me to sleep in your bed?”

She took the skirts and blouses and held them close to her chest. “I have a confession Jacob, before we go any further, I must be honest with you.” She set the clothes down, with pain written across her face. “Before you came with the sandwiches, I, I was writing a goodbye note to my Dad.” She looked down at the bed and pointed. “It was a suicide note, and your knock interrupted me. It is under there.”
 
Jacob picked up the note. He did not read it for he could likely guess what it was going to say. Suicide notes were fairly similar in their themes. And from what he had been through with Sarah, he could guess what theme that she was would use. He handed it over to her. "I care about you and want to be there for you to address your needs. What you were doing before you became my girl will not have bearing over our relationship. However, my first task to you in this moment is to tear up this letter. Being my girl means that your life has value to more than just yourself. I care about you and want you here to be mine. So no more suicidal idealization. Do you understand me?"

From his pocket, he pulled out a Samsung Galaxy S3 offering it to her. "Here is your new phone so that we can communicate. You are to keep it charged and on you at all times even while riding.. Failure to do so will lead to punishment darling." He moved and put his arms around her with him moving her head towards his chest so it quite literally looked like he was suffocating her with his support and caring.

"You are my darling and I do not want to lose you. Not now, not ever." He told her and then ran his hand down her back tracing along all the vertebrae of it to maximize the feelings that she had of being touched.
 
Sarah took the note and nodded her head. “Alright, I understand, Jacob. She ripped the note in half and ripped the halves in half and kept ripping until they were tiny pieces of shredded paper.
“I am kind of confused about all this. I mean, we are cousins, yet you call me your girl. Are we like boyfriend-girlfriend, are you my guy? Do I call you anything but Jacob?” She pressed her lips together as he held her close to him, holding the phone he gave her.

She had seen the gentle side of him and the word punishment she knew all too well. Though he promised earlier not to harm her she shivered at the thought of his hand coming down on her. Darling, he said darling and she softly shook her head wondering why he cared so much for her.

“Why Jacob, why do you care so much about me? What have I done to make you care so much? I have only given you trouble since the day you arrived, basically I have ignored you, until the day with the flour. I don’t get it.” No one had really shown her such a caring way. Her own Dad was always somewhere else, playing poker with the guys, out to the bar..anywhere but home.
 
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