Kidnapped - Sex Stories

Kidnapped

... the tears.

"Sasha, is that you my dear?" Esme's voice, as tearful as my own.

"Yes, oh Esme, it's so good to hear your voice."

"Are you all right darling?"

"Yes." I whispered. The sniffles starting to take over.

"Oh heavens, are you all right, please darling tell me they haven't harmed you?"

"I'm fine, but I don't know what's happening."

"Okay, that's enough." Jeremy, snarled viciously. "You heard her voice. Now I'm gonna say it again. If we haven't got the money by tomorrow. She's gonna be losing things, ears, fingers. You understand. It's in your control."

"No!" I screamed. "Please, Esme, I'm begging you. I'm in serious trouble."

My tears were real, all of the pent up emotions flooded out. That's when I heard Grant's voice.

"This is ridiculous. We're not paying any damn money. They'll kill her anyway. Anything we give them is gone."

"Shut up." I heard a deep voice order.

"Sasha." Esme cried. "We'll pay the money, I promise."

"Mom, you're not listening." Grant yelled, obviously somebody was trying to restrain him. "They'll kill her anyway, She's already dead."

Daisy dragged me away from the phone. We staggered and reeled as I leaned against her. "Jesus, what a bastard." She sighed.

"Yes, he's all of that." I muttered, my anger towards him growing by the second. Daisy helped me get comfortable, and as I fell onto my knees, I saw the road sign. I knew exactly where we were.

"I'm sorry you had to over hear all that." Daisy said ...

... soothingly. "You are safe. I would never let him hurt you."

"Daisy, I don't think you could stop him. He is much bigger than you."

"Shush, listen. He won't harm you. I promise."

"Jesus fucking Christ lady. You sure picked a fucking asshole to marry." Jeremy said as he slammed the door. "He is doing his best to fuck this up. If I didn't know better I'd think he wanted you dead."

"He does." I screamed. "Haven't you been listening. He'll never pay."

"You might be right, but the other guy. Howard, he said he'd pay. I gave them the instructions. He's going to deliver the money tomorrow."

I felt all my muscles ease. "He is?"

"Yeah, your husbands an asshole, but that guy Howard. He seemed to care."

"Thank god." Daisy sighed. "It's going to be all over."

"Yeah, just another day, and we'll be free and clear."

I had my doubts. Instead I focused on road noises. Knowing where we were wouldn't help if I couldn't figure out where we were going.

Laying in the back of the van, I lay on the bare steel floor. Listening, recording sounds I could distinguish.

Back at the farm house. Daisy brought in some bandages and treated my bleeding wrists. "I am so glad this is going to be over. I'm sorry for what we put you through."

"If you don't mind me asking." I said before wincing as she applied some salve. "How are they going to exchange the money?"

"They're doing it at the bus depot. He's got a locker there. Your father in law has to drop the case with the ...