Dixie Lynn Dwyer (18 page)

I’m going to die. I’ll never see Tyler or Matt again.

* * * *

“I’ve got it. It’s one of the houses on Crescent Street,” Monte stated into his cell phone as he spoke with his brother.

“Crescent Street!” the sheriff yelled at Detective Louis, Matt, and Tyler.

“Jimmy fucking Couger lives on Crescent Street!” Tyler yelled then slammed his fist down on the hood of the patrol car.

“Fuck! That’s the farthest house from this list. It’s secluded and the neighbors are, like, acres away,” the sheriff stated.

“He’s a fucking firefighter. He’s our guy. Let’s fucking move,” Matt yelled.

“If he has her, Matt, we need to move in slowly. If we spook him, and she’s unable to fight, then he’ll kill her,” Detective Louis stated.

Tyler rubbed his hand over his mouth then nodded that he understood.

“Okay. Let’s call in backup and head near there as close as we can get. We’ll case the area and move in,” Detective Louis stated. They agreed and headed out.

The sheriff looked at Tyler and Matt. “I know you two have military experience, but you need to let us handle this. You have to stay back.”

“Not too far back. I won’t need a weapon to rip this motherfucker’s head off,” Tyler stated through clenched teeth, and the sheriff knew exactly how he felt.

They got into the cars and headed toward Crescent Street.

Detective Louis had the SWAT team en route.

* * * *

“What do you think?” Matt asked Tyler as they all waited for a plan of action from Detective Louis and his squad of SWAT officers.

“I don’t like the looks of that house over there sitting by its lonesome.”

They watched as three SWAT officers slowly approached the house. They were making hand signals then pulled out of there rather quickly.

“What the fuck’s going on? Why aren’t they going in?” Tyler asked.

The sheriff spoke into his radio.

“Tyler, the place is soaked in turpentine. He’s got it rigged to go up in flames,” the sheriff informed him, and Tyler and Matt cursed.

“This crazy bastard is going to kill her. No matter what, he’s going to kill her,” Matt whispered, and Tyler grabbed onto the back of the car and squeezed hard as he tried not to yell in frustration.

This was killing him. Sitting there doing nothing was making him crazy.

His thoughts were interrupted as the sound of an explosion then a burst of smoke shot up through the air from the center of the house.

They gasped, and Matt grabbed his chest as Tyler stepped around the car.

“Paula!” he yelled as his cry filled the air around them.

* * * *

“The show is about to begin, baby. Those assholes are so fucking stupid,” Jimmy whispered against her ear as he held her against him with his arm wrapped around her waist She was only wearing a bra and her shorts. She couldn’t walk with her thighs, her arms, and her ribs too sore from his beating.

He licked across her neck and bit hard on her earlobe.

“Watch this,” he told her as he pulled open a piece of wood, revealing a small window and the view of the house way across the property. She saw the police trucks and cruisers as well as a SWAT team truck. Men in black were walking near the house she had seen. She saw the sheriff’s truck and then Tyler and Matt. She jerked forward and he squeezed her tighter.

“They think you’re in that house with me. They think I was stupid enough to bring you there.”

He used his free hand to yank her head back so he could kiss her. He forced his mouth over hers, and she tried to resist his kiss.

He released her then groped her breast and squeezed hard.

“More than a handful. As much as I liked seeing you naked on camera, I prefer you naked in person. Your breasts are even bigger and softer than the pictures showed.”

“You’re a sick asshole,” she whispered through clenched teeth.

He shoved her forward so her face hit the glass and her forehead hit the trim molding around the window frame. It cut her skin and she cried out.

“Watch them. They’re going to see you disappear.”

He reached for something, and a moment later the house erupted in a huge explosion. Wood and material flew out in all directions, and everyone scattered to safety. She jumped and he held her back against him as the blood dripped from her newest injury.

He chuckled behind her like some madman.

“Perfect.”

She glanced back toward the window. They would give up on her. They wouldn’t come searching this shack. They would leave her there, and he would kill her.

She glanced at the door one more time. It would be her only escape.

His hands roamed over her body, and she knew she was her only hope of survival.

“Are you wet for me, my little Dixie Chix?” He moved his hand down from her breast to cup her mound. She jerked, and he slammed his fist down onto her thigh, making her scream in pain.

“Open for me. You’re mine.”

She did as he told her then pretended to relax by easing her back against his chest.

“I think before I punish you for cheating on me, I’ll play with you. I want to leave marks everywhere so all will know that you are mine.”

She tried to calm her breathing. As painful as her body ached, she needed to do this.

She could hear the sirens in the distance. The fire department was on its way.

“That sound is so great. I want to be inside of you while that sound fills the air around us.” He nibbled on her neck.

“I like that sound, too,” she whispered, and all touching ceased. She waited, heart pounding, hoping that he believed her.

“You do?”

“Mmm.” She moaned and his fingers continued to rub over her crotch. His hold loosened and she made her move.

She moved forward then slammed her head back against his mouth and nose. He immediately released her and cursed as he covered his mouth.

She kicked him in his crotch and then used both her arms to slam down on the back of his neck and shoulders.

He was on his knees groaning and she ran for the door. She pulled it open and ran screaming for help.

* * * *

“Look!” Matt yelled, and Tyler saw a woman running through the grass coming from a shack in the distance. The others noticed, too, and then a man came out of the shack, yelling and running after her.

“It’s Paula!” Tyler yelled as he, Matt, the sheriff, and other law enforcement ran toward her.

Tyler could see that she was practically naked, wearing only a bra and shorts. She looked bloody and so filled with fear he pumped his arms faster. He was a short distance from her as Jimmy dove onto her and tackled her to the ground. They just reached her in time as Jimmy raised a knife in the air and was about to stab her. Matt threw himself at the man, tackling him to the ground, and soon the other officers were arresting Jimmy.

Tyler fell to his knees as Paula cried.

“We got you, baby. My God, Paula, you’re safe. You got away from him.”

She crawled up his body, and he pulled her into his arms, noting all the blood and marks on her. He stared at Jimmy while the SWAT guys pulled him away.

He wished he had the opportunity to kill him.

“Is she okay?” Matt asked as he caressed her back.

“Now that she’s with us, she’s going to be just fine,” Tyler stated as Paula sobbed against his chest.

“She is driving me crazy,” Tyler stated as he paced the living room.

“You don’t think she’s driving me crazy, too? I’ve had to jerk off in the fucking shower every night this week.”

“Fuck. It’s only been a few weeks since the attack. Her bruises look worse.”

“Tyler, they’re going to look worse and uglier before they heal completely. At least the stitches on her arm were removed and her bandages are in place,” Matt added.

“She’s disobeying us on purpose. She’s asking for a spanking, but I’m not sure she’s ready for our dominance. Not after what that fucker did to her.”

“I know. My own palms are itching. Last night she purposely flirted with those cowboys. I thought she was going to sit on the one guy’s lap,” Matt said.

“I would have fucking killed the guy.”

They heard the front door open then close, and both men released uncomfortable sighs.

Their mouths dropped as Paula arrived wearing a skin-tight, extremely short, hot-pink halter dress with her breasts nearly pouring from the top. A smidgen more and they would see her areolas.

She was all dolled up in stiletto heels as she dropped a department store bag and some other bags onto the couch, indicating she had gone shopping.

“Howdy.” She placed her hands on her hips.

“What the fuck is that you’re wearing?” Matt asked.

She ran her manicured hands down her breasts, over her belly, past her crotch to her hips, and smiled. “This? Oh, something I picked up the other day.”

“The other day! You wore that out in public?” Tyler growled, and she covered her heart with her hand and stepped back.

“Oh my, why are you getting so upset? I love pink.” She emphasized the word “pink” and then she licked her lips.

Tyler was seeing red, and with one look at Matt he knew his brother was, too.

“I’ll show you pink! Get into position.” She did it so fast they both realized that their woman was playing them. The time for waiting was over.

Matt moved behind her and ran the palm of his hand over her ass. The dress was so tight that her ass stuck out even further. Her breath hitched and Tyler held her gaze.

“Did we approve this dress?” he asked, and she shook her head.

“You wore this in public without one of us being with you?” She nodded her head. The little vixen knew that her lack of verbal response was going to bring quite the number of spanks to her ass.

Matt reached from behind her and pulled the top of the dress down. Her breasts popped out and proved she wasn’t wearing any bra. His heart pounded inside of his chest, and his dick grew hard.

“No fucking bra?”

She shook her head.

“Words, Paula. Verbal responses. You’re adding up quite the spanking, ain’t ya, doll?”

She smiled.

Matt reached around and plucked both nipples at once. She moaned and pressed her ass back against him.

“Oh no, you don’t. You’re in big trouble, woman. There’s one final thing I need to see. If you ain’t wearing any panties and you went out in public with that dress on, your ass is going to be really sore.”

The heat hit her cheeks, and he knew she wasn’t wearing any panties. He couldn’t stand to wait any longer. It had been weeks since he was inside of her. He and Matt had had it.

Matt pulled up the hem of the tight dress, revealing nothing but ass and pussy.

Tyler’s eyes widened. Despite the cluster of bruises and cuts, she was dripping cream, wanting them, and that was all he focused on.

“On your knees,” he whispered, teeth clenched, and she immediately fell to her knees and kept her hands behind her head.

Tyler unzipped his pants and dropped them and his boxers, stepping out of them. He pulled off his T-shirt and stood before her, naked.

“You know what to do.”

She reached for his cock and he yelled, making her yelp.

“No hands.”

She swallowed hard. Her lips looked pink and juicy, her breasts full, and nipples hard, and Matt was undressing behind her.

She licked her tongue across the tip of his cock and he held his breath. She was teasing him.

“Suck it.”

She slowly pulled it between her sexy, slick, pink lips and drew him in as far as she could go. She moved quickly, setting a fast pace and causing him to nearly moan. Matt must have seen him losing his control because he took that moment to press his fingers to her cunt. She moaned against his cock, and he pulled from her mouth.

* * * *

Paula was shaking with anticipation. She had been pushing their buttons for over a week, insisting that she was fine and needed them to make love to her. She’d practically demanded sex from them, and they’d turned her down, concerned that her bruises and injuries would cause her pain. She was past the pain. Her focus was on making love to her two men. She wanted their cocks inside of her. She wanted Tyler to smack her ass and punish her for disobeying him. She wanted what they introduced her to, and seeing them hold back really pissed her off. She had confided her emotions in Susanna, and Susanna suggested the act she’d just performed. It worked like a charm. The best part was that she just put the dress on at the house and grabbed bags from Sally and Alexa’s trip to the mall. She hadn’t worn the dress in public. As if!

She was so utterly aroused right now with Matt pushing her toward the round table in the living room and Tyler demanding she bend over and prepare for her spanking.