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Is Change a Good Thing? Chapter 10
🕑 Added 2022-05-24 13:31:13 +0000 UTCOTHER CHAPTERS | ALL STORY LIST
Bruce sat in his car impatiently, waiting for any sign of Jake. He surveilled the farmhouse for a couple of days, and he knew for sure that Jake and Sam were inside. The police came to the house, but there was never any sign of life, and they couldn’t get a warrant, so they never went into the house.
The police took Bruce’s suspicions seriously, but they couldn’t do anything unless they got a warrant. On the other hand, Bruce was not about to stand by and wait for the police. The last time he waited, he lost his wife and the love of his life.
He had feelings for Lisa and Sam, but he couldn’t tell them about it. He could easily see them from his house in their backyard. It didn’t matter, though, since this was not the reason he was helping Lisa. He could tell Lisa couldn’t live without Sam, and he was sure that Sam felt the same way.
The pain Bruce felt losing Taylor and the anger and grief when he lost her had been hard to bear. Bruce didn’t want Lisa to feel the same thing; also, he doubted she could make it without Sam. Besides, Bruce couldn’t leave someone like Sam in captivity. He must save her.
While Bruce was sitting in his car watching the house, he noticed a black SUV approach that he knew very well. Bruce watched as the SUV was about to disappear behind the house. He started his car, floored the accelerator, drove behind it, and rear-ended the back of the SUV. The bumper on his car helped absorb the shock.
Bruce left the car, quickly taking his assault rifle. “Get out of the car,” Bruce ordered, pointing his assault rifle. He had been practicing at the range for years, and it reached a point where he didn’t miss the targets anymore.
He came armed to the teeth with two assault rifles, three guns, and a shotgun. He was ready for anything he might face, with a bulletproof vest and a couple of smoke bombs.
Bruce expected to find Jake in the SUV but didn’t expect to see the person on the passenger seat beside him. He smiled as finding her made things even better, however. Bruce had spent more than three years looking for that woman. He watched as both of them exited the car, and Bruce was ready to shoot them if they made the slightest move on him. He only needed Jake alive as he didn’t mind shooting the woman.
“No funny business, I will shoot first and think later,” Bruce barked as he pushed the woman with the end of the rifle. He had no sympathy for these people whatsoever. “Now, let’s slowly walk into the house.”
Forcing the two of them to walk in front of him, Bruce observed as the woman reached under her skirt. Without even thinking twice, Bruce pulled the trigger. The bullet grazed her hand and left a bleeding wound. “Don’t test me, Louisa. Next time I will shoot you in the head,” Bruce informed, pushing the woman roughly again.
“How did you know my name? Who are you?” Louisa asked, looking towards Jake, who looked terrified. At first, she thought it was all Jake’s plan to get rid of their control over him. However, looking at Jake now, she could tell this was not his doing.
“Shut up and move. If not, I will shoot you,” Bruce threatened, shoving her again. They reached the farmhouse’s front door, and Jake unlocked and opened it. Once they were inside the house, Bruce hit the woman in the back of her head with the rifle butt knocking her unconscious.
Bruce then turned to Jake, pointing the rifle at him. “Lead the way to Sam, and drag that bitch with you,” Bruce ordered and closely watched Jake as he dragged the woman while leading the way.
Jake led Bruce to the basement, opened the secret door, and led Bruce to Sam’s cell, dragging the woman behind him. Bruce quickly scanned it, seeing Sam hanging by her arms to the wall. Her body had marks that looked like whip marks, and bruises covered her body. She was barely standing on her toes, and she seemed asleep. For someone to sleep in such a state, she must be exhausted.
“Release her and lock that bitch in her place,” Bruce ordered before shoving Jake when he didn’t move immediately.
Fearing for his life, Jake moved with the stupid heels Louisa had forced him to wear. He hated the control that woman and the people behind her had over him, but he knew he couldn’t do anything about it, so he had to obey when they ordered him. In exchange for his obedience, Sam was to be his prize. They also allowed him to build this house with all these cells under it.
He hoped that supplying them with sex slaves to use whenever they wanted would divert their attention away from him and Sam. It was not worth risking his life, though. Jake released Sam and locked Louisa in her place with that in mind. Before turning around, he felt a sharp pain in his head before everything went dark.
After knocking Jake out, Bruce dragged him over to a chair in the middle of the cell and cuffed his hand and legs. Bruce then returned to Sam and gently carried her in his arms. His cell phone had no service here, but he spied a phone on a table. He went over to the phone and dialed 9 1 1, leaving the phone off the hook. Bruce picked up a blanket, wrapping it around Sam on their way out.
“Remember, kids, don’t make loud noises, ok?” Lisa instructed the twins as they stood in front of a hospital room. Both Olivia and Jessica wore matching baby blue dresses, white tights, and their new favorite shoes. The white flat ankle boots that Lisa had bought for them.
Seeing the twins nodding excitedly, Lisa opened the room door. The three of them walked into the room, and once they saw Sam sitting on the bed, the twin squealed and ran to her. “Mammmmmma,” the twins squealed, climbing on the bed and hugging Sam, who squeezed both of them tightly.
Sam kissed the twins with tears filling her eyes, and she thought she would never see them again when Jake raped and tortured her. The mere thought that she may never see Lisa or the kids again broke her heart.
Sam saw Lisa walking toward her with a smile and tears in her eyes. Sam’s heart started to beat faster upon seeing Lisa since she had missed her so much over the week. Sam was about to say something, but Lisa took the chance and kissed Sam. It was a long passionate kiss; only the kids’ gagging sound stopped it.
Sam looked at the twins, then at Lisa, smiling. “I have missed you so much, you little monkeys. Do you like wearing dresses, Ollie?” Sam asked with a smile, kissing Olivia’s forehead. She noticed Olivia wearing a dress identical to Jessica’s when she saw them. Sam knew that Lisa wouldn’t force Olivia to present as a girl if she didn’t want to, so she was sure it was Olivia’s choice. She confirmed with a smile and blush.
“Olivia wanted it to be a surprise for your birthday,” said Lisa as she picked her up. Lisa had arranged to take Olivia to a child therapist to understand if she wanted to be a girl or if it was just the clothes that she wanted. “Now, Olivia doesn’t want to be a boy again,” Lisa explained. Lisa was in no shape to go to work, and her boss wouldn’t allow her to return to work until they found Sam or she got over it.
“Ollie, Jessi, why don’t you wait with your grandma and grandpa while I talk with your mama for a bit?” Lisa suggested as she placed Olivia on the bed. The twins understood it was not a suggestion. So, the twins climbed off the bed and walked to the waiting room where their grandparents were sitting.
“So,” Lisa started once the kids were out of the room. “Care to tell me what’s going on inside your head?” Lisa asked, looking at Sam with expectations. She knew that Sam wanted to say something but didn’t want to say it in front of the kids.
“It was all my fault. I willingly went with Jake, but I should have resisted,” Sam admitted feeling guilty. For a week, they tortured, raped, and hypnotized her. They hypnotized her to believe that this was all her fault and that she deserved everything. It would take months of therapy to break Sam’s hypnotic conditioning and allow her to accept the truth completely, but thankfully she was saved. The hypnosis still was affecting her memory.
Lisa shook her head before putting her hand on her hips. She hated what Jake had done to Sam, her wife, and the love of her life. “Really?” Lisa said with a raised eyebrow. “The security cameras tell a different story. Jake forced you to go with him at gunpoint, although I think you were worried about my and the children’s safety more than yourself.”
Honestly, Lisa was a bit upset with Sam. Sam was her life, and she couldn’t live without her. Lisa didn’t appreciate that Sam didn’t value her life as much as she does others. Lisa leaned forward as her lips touched Sam’s; she started kissing Sam and saw Sam melt in the kiss. Lisa used this chance and snuck her hand under Sam’s hospital gown, inserting a finger inside Sam’s honey pot, making Sam moan. “We can talk about the items later. You’re my wife. You won’t run away from me that easy,” Lisa said with a wink.
Sam was surprised by the number of flowers and gifts she received. So many people wished her a speedy recovery; her team had missed her so much. Sam was happy to see Allina and Lora without the collars around their necks.
As the day progressed, Sam was starting to get impatient. She hadn’t seen her savior since he brought her to the hospital. The police took her testimony but didn’t answer any questions about the guy that saved her. Thankfully, Sam didn’t have to spend another day in the hospital, and they released her by the end of the day.
Sam felt relieved to wear the clothes Lisa had brought with her. She started by putting on the lacy red panties and bra, and then Sam put on the black tights, finishing with the red bodysuit top and a knee-length black skirt. Sam then slid on a pair of red four-inch stiletto heel ankle boots. She looked in the mirror and felt human again.
Lisa watched Sam get dressed, then watched her as she did her makeup. When Bruce called her this morning, Lisa had cried with joy when he told her that he had saved Sam and she was in the hospital. She was so upset when they kidnapped Sam and unable to sleep at night without Sam beside her in bed.
They walked out of the hospital room, and the kids held Sam’s hand tightly, not wanting to leave their mamma for a second. They got in the car after strapping the twins in their car seats. The drive home was quiet, definitely not awkward, just everyone feeling happy about being together again.
Sam and Lisa released the kids from their seats before walking to the house. Lisa made sure Sam was walking behind her while she held the kids, trying to stop them from giggling. The moment Sam opened the door, the lights turned on, and her family and friends shouted happy birthday, surprising Sam. “We were planning on doing it that day, but it’s a week late,” Lisa informed Sam before kissing her on the lips.
Sam could see everyone she cared about, her mom, Ms. Walter, and Ms. Carter. Terry and Julia were wearing the same dress; only Terry’s dress seemed a bit shorter with higher heels; Sam could see a padlock on the ankle straps. She also noticed the choker around Terry’s neck and the three keys that hung proudly on a necklace around Julia’s neck. Hank and Rosa were there, with Hank in a similar state to Terry. Then there was her mom Myranda with tears of joy in her eyes?
Everyone had a wonderful time at the party, and Sam couldn’t feel happier as she greeted everyone and was disappointed that she couldn’t see her savior, but she was still pleased to see everyone there. After welcoming everyone and receiving gifts. After dinner, when the guests left, Sam and Lisa cleaned up and then took the kids up to put them both to bed. Lisa walked toward Sam, slid her arm around Sam’s waist, and kissed her cheek
“It’s time to use the cream. We don’t want those pierced holes to get infected before they close up,” Lisa whispered in Sam’s ear, making her cringe.
Sam hated those piercings, and the hospital doctor had removed all of the ones that Lousia had installed while she was in captivity. The doctor insisted that Sam use cream so she wouldn’t get infected. Hygiene wasn’t a priority when Jake abused her every time he felt like it.
After kissing the kids goodnight and turning off the lights, Sam followed Lisa to their bedroom and started removing her clothes without a word. Once she had her clothes off, Lisa brought the cream and spread it carefully over all the wounds left from the piercings while Sam winced in pain. “Don’t be a baby and stay still,” Lisa scolded as she kept on applying the cream.
Once Lisa was done, she turned her attention to Sam’s body’s whip marks and bruises. “I can’t believe someone would do that to you. The kindest human on this planet,” Lisa commented, making Sam blush a bit. Lisa was pissed; seeing all those marks on Sam’s body made Lisa want to choke Jake to death.
Once Lisa was done applying the cream, she stood up and sighed. She wondered why of all the people, it had to be her wife that suffered. She just hoped that Sam would never suffer anything like that again.
“Don’t get dressed yet. I have something for you,” Lisa informed Sam. She walked into their walk-in closet; she returned a couple of seconds later with a red vibrating dildo held by straps in her other hand. Lisa had a pair of red six-inch stiletto pumps. Lisa put the shoes down before walking toward Sam and kissing her. While she was kissing Sam, she slid the dildo inside her, making her moan.
Lisa then broke the kiss before she got down on her knees and connected the straps holding the dildo together. Lisa held up a small padlock for Sam to see before using it to lock the straps together. “All secured, now you can get dressed,” Lisa winked at Sam while she slightly blushed.
Sam was about to get dressed again when Lisa turned on the vibrator making her moan. She looked up to Lisa, who just smirked. Sam sighed and dressed in the same clothes. Sam picked up the stilettos Lisa had left for her, realizing the lock on the ankle straps. She gulped before putting on the shoes and locking the straps in place. Sam stood up with Lisa beaming at her.
“I am sorry, Sam. I know you want a dominant partner. That’s not me, but this is the best I can do, honey,” Lisa explained before kissing Sam lightly. She felt terrible for not being able to provide Sam with what she needed. She could try, but Lisa knew she would never be a dominant partner.
Sam smiled in understanding; she could see the keys around Lisa’s neck. She knew that she couldn’t take out the vibrator inside her without Lisa unlocking the straps. That was turning her on badly. “I understand. Thank you for trying your best, dear,” Sam replied, hugging Lisa.
