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Luke and Lelia Ch. 01

By: Rob Conner



Luke Jennings lay in bed with his wife of seven years. They had just finished making love. For Luke it was very good as usual .

Luke and his wife Lila had a varied sex life. They were both willing to try new things. But within the limits of their marriage vows.

Lila turned to Luke with a very worried expression on her face.

"Luke dear, do you love me?" she asked

"You know I do honey. Why do you ask?" he answered

"Luke have you ever thought of having sex with someone else?"

"NO." was Luke's short to the point answer

"Have you ever wanted to see with another man?" Lila asked

"NO. I am very possessive. I don't share what's mine. Period." He answered firmly

Lila's expression got even more worried.

"Honey, I know we have a good sex life, but in the last couple of months I've felt like I needed something more. Maybe bigger." She said

Luke looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"What exactly are you trying to tell me? Don't beat around the bush. Get to the point." He said

"Honey, I love you. More than anything. But I need more. In honesty more dick. A bigger dick." She said

He looked at her with a blank expression.

"Go on." He said

"I've taken a lover. Sean from work. He is well endowed. About 10 1/2 inches. He fills that empty space in me that you can't touch. I still only love you, but I need him for a lover." She explained

Luke looked at her like she was a sample on a microscope.

"So you decided I wasn't big enough so you found one that was. Okay that's your choice. I can't control what you do. As long as you're sure this is what you want, It's okay with me." He answered.

"Oh thank you Luke. I knew you would understand. I promise things will hardly be any different. And I'll be discreet. No one will know but us. I promise." She said

"Oh, things will be different. No doubt. And I won't care who knows." He answered

"What do you mean?" asked Lila

"Very simple my dear. Tomorrow morning I'm calling in to work. I plan on seeing my attorney. Remember the prenuptial agreement you signed? In case of adultery, you get nothing. Only you're personal items. No jewelry, no savings, no house, no car, no nothing." He said

"You didn't expect me to put up with that crap did you? You really are a dumb blonde. I told you, I DON'T SHARE! I expect you to have your ass out of my house by sundown tomorrow. I will be checking you as you leave. You can only take what I say you can have. Trust me. It won't be much." He explained

"But I thought you loved me. How can you be so mean to me. It's not my fault that you have a little dick and can't satisfy me the way Sean does." She said

"NO, but it's your fault you broke our marriage vows. Endangering our lives in the process. You're the one who fucked around. Don't try to put your guilt on me." He answered

"What do you mean endangering our lives?" she asked

"You really are dumb. Sean is a player. He'll fuck anything, animal, vegetable, or mineral. Eight to eighty, crippled, blind or crazy. GOD only knows what diseases he might have. And you brought it home to me."

Luke saw the amazed look on her face.

"Don't tell me you thought Luke was faithful to you? He has about ten women on the string. He must have gotten tired of them and needed some new pussy."

"Okay, this is how he works. He finds a good looking dumb woman like you who has a rich husband, like me. He convinces them that they can't live without his dick. Then he cuckolds the husband and uses him to finance his lifestyle. When they run out of money or get tired of the bullshit, he cuts the woman loose and finds a new sucker."

"Even if the husband doesn't go for the cuckold routine, it's still win, win for him. He still got some new pussy. And the woman is on her own." Laughed Luke

"So my dear soon to be ex-wife. You're out of here. At least you have a good job and should have plenty of money in the bank. You don't pay any household expenses so you should have enough to live on for awhile." Said Luke

Lila looked sheepishly at Luke. 

"All my accounts are empty and my charge cards are maxed out." She said

"How in the hell did that happen? Wait, let me guess, you've been taking care of Sean. Paying his bills and buying him presents. You really are a dumb blonde, even if it is out of a bottle!" Luke laughed enjoying her distress.

"Please Luke, don't make fun of me. What am I going to do? I have no where to go and no money. Please don't kick me out. I'm so sorry." She begged

'Why should I give you any consideration? You lied and cheated, broke our marriage vows, supported your boyfriend, and made fun of me as a man. No bitch! You made your bed, now sleep in it. If you can find one. I want you out by sundown tomorrow. Where you go is your problem, not mine. How about Becky. She'll take you in I bet." Luke said

Lila looked at the floor. 

She said, "No Becky won't. She and I had an argument about Sean. She said she was disgusted with me about the way I was treating you. She told me if it blew up in my face don't call her." 

"Well, well. And all this time I thought she didn't like me. What do you know. Maybe when I get rid of you I'll take her out. At least SHE has some morals. More than can be said for you!" Luke said

"Please, Luke don't put me out in the street. I'll make it up to you. I'll never even think of cheating again. Don't do this Please! I never loved him. I love you. Only you. It was only sex. Nothing else. Please!" Lila begged

Luke face grew grim.

In a voice as cold as the arctic, he said "No it wasn't just sex. It was love and trust and commitment. It was breaking a vow you made before our friends and families. And most important, before GOD. If you think it's just sex, I really feel sorry for you. I guess you never grew up. I thought we were on the same plan. Guess not. A big dick became more important to you than all those other things in life." 

"I hope the sex was really good. Because it's gonna cost you and me dearly. I take no pleasure in throwing you out. Well maybe some. But the hurt that you caused will scar me for ever. It'll be hard to trust another woman like I trusted you." Luke said

"OH Luke. I'm so sorry and so ashamed. I got carried away in the thrill of it all and forgot what was important. I let my hormones over rule my brain. Please try to forgive me." Lila cried

"I doubt if that will ever happen, Lila. I want you out by tomorrow night. If you don't piss me off between now and then, I may let you keep a car. Not your BMW, but maybe the old Mazda that the maid uses." Luke said

Now get the fuck out of my bed. I can't stand to look at your whoring face. Get out, now!" Luke shouted.

Lila, looking like the weight of the world was on her shoulders, left the room crying, wondering what direction her life would take.

During the long night, she asked herself, how could she be so stupid. She had it all. A nice house, a nice car, a good job and most of all a loving, honest, hardworking, faithful husband. 

Now she had thrown it all away for a dick. What an idiot she was.

Over the next few years, she would ask herself these same questions. The answer never changed.

Luke and Lelia Ch. 02



Authors Note: Thanks to those who enjoy my stories. To those who are critical and bitch and complain without leaving an e mail address, SCREW YOU! I am not a Bible thumper by any stretch of the imagination. But right is right. Wrong is wrong. If you feel different than me about morals, that's your right. Just as it is my right to have my opinions. That's known as freedom of speech. Also remember that was the first part. Wait and see before you jump to conclusions.

TWO YEARS LATER.

Luke Jennings was lost. 

Worse than that he was lost in a strange town, and in a sleazy neighborhood.

SHIT!

All he wanted to do was to find the interstate, then drive home. It had been a long week.

Luke stopped at a traffic light. A blonde haired hooker approached his car. 

"Hey Baby, Looking for a date" she said in a tired voice that lacked enthusiasm.

The women looked familiar. The shape of her face. Recognition came to both of them at the same time.

"LELIA is that you?" Luke gasped

"Her face fell. "Oh God. Luke, Please go away. I can't stand for you to see me like this!" Lelia cried.

Luke grabbed her arm.

"Please Honey, get in the car." He asked

"Please go away Luke. I'm so ashamed." She cried

"Get in the car. Now. Damn it." Luke said

With great reluctance, she got in.

"Where can we go to talk?" Luke asked

"Go park by the entrance to that closed factory. I can't be too long or I'll be in deep shit from Tyrone." She said in a scared voice

"Who the fuck is Tyrone?" Luke asked

"He's my boss. If I piss him off I'm in trouble. You got to pay for this time or I'm really gonna get it." She said

"So he's your pimp? How much for the whole night?" he asked

"$200 dollars, up front." She said. "and I have to tell Tyrone where I'm going. You have to give him the money." She stated

"How in the hell did you get into this mess? You have a MBA and you're a CPA for Christ sake. Why are you on the street corner turning tricks?" he asked

"It's a long sad tale, that started when you kicked me out with nothing. It was bad and went downhill from there. I really don't want to talk about it. Do you want a blow job or what?" she asked

"No damn it. I don't want a fucking blow job! I want to know what the hell is going on. Why you're here." He exclaimed

"I don't need you preaching to me. You're the reason I'm here now. I know I screwed up, but you made sure you got your pound of flesh. You should really be happy now. I'm the slut now that you thought I was then. So fuck off! Get away from me you son of a bitching bastard." She said crying

As she tried to get out of the car, Luke grabbed her and pulled her close. She cried into his chest. Gallons and gallons of tears.

Luke felt like a monster. He had wanted her to pay for what she had done. But nothing this drastic. GOD, he was a SOB.

"Lelia, Is this want you want? If not, I'll take you away from here and help you start over. I never wanted this to happen. Please believe me." He asked

"I can't leave. If I do Tyrone will hunt me down and kill both of us. He's a mean SOB. I want to get away, but I'm scared. For me and you. No matter what, I still love you." She said

A LITTLE HELP FROM AN OLD FRIEND.

Luke thought for a moment. Getting out his cell phone he made a call to an old friend. One who owed him his life.

The phone rang once and was answered.

"This is Luke Jennings. Let me talk to Willie. It's an emergency. Yeah, I'll hold." Luke said into the phone.

Willie Etheridge came on the phone.

"What's the problem old friend? Long time no hear. What's your emergency?" he asked

"Willie, remember when I told you about my ex-wife fucking around." Asked Luke

"Yeah, you really fucked that bitch around. I was proud of you." He said

"Well, don't be too proud. I really fucked up. That's why I need your help, really bad." Luke said

"You know if there's anything I can do, or anything I have it's yours." Willie said with emotion in his voice. "I owe you big time."

"Do you know a pimp named Tyrone? They say he's a mean SOB. My ex- wife's pimp. I want to take her out of here, but she's afraid of what Tyrone will do to both of us. Can you help me out of this mess?" Luke asked

"Yeah, I know that pussy mother fucker. He thinks he's bad. But only to those weaker than him. I can't stand that fucker. Where are you?" Willie asked

Luke answered, "I'm at the entrance to an old factory at the corner of 120th Street and Conklin Avenue. I'm in my blue Trans AM."

"Stay put. I'll be there in 10 minutes or less." Willie said

"Okay man. Thanks. I owe you." Luke said

"Not even close brother. Not even close." Answered Willie

As Luke disconnected from the call, a big black arm reached into the car and grabbed him.

"What the fuck you doing shithead. You're tying up my bitch. Pay up or I'll break your fucking arm." Said a large black guy.

Luke figured this must be Tyrone. He needed to stall for time.

"Yeah, I wanted to talk to you about an all nighter with this chick. How much you want?" Luke asked

Tyrone let go of his arm and looked at Luke.

$500 Dollars in advance. I pick the place. From sundown to sunup. No marks. If you mark her up, I'll mark you up. Got it shithead" he asked

"Yeah man. That's cool with me. You want the money now?" Luke asked, knowing the answer.

"Hell yeah, dickhead. Right fucking now, or I'll really fuck you up. I might fuck you up and take your money. How about that shit." Tyrone said as he reached into the car.

As soon as the words left Tyrone's mouth, He went flying through the air, landing in the gutter filled with slimy water.

As Tyrone tried to get up, a highly polished black shoe pressed against his throat. 

The owner of that shoe stood about 6' 10"inches tall. He had to weigh close to 350 pounds. None of it looked like fat. Standing behind him were five of the meanest looking men Luke had ever seen.

"Tyrone, I've told you about trying to cheat customers. It's bad for the image asshole. But you really fucked up this time. This man is my best friend in the whole world. He saved my ass in Kuwait." Willie said

"But worst than that, you're pimping his ex wife. He's very upset with you. And if he is upset that really pisses me off. And you know what happens to people that piss me off. They never get the chance to do it again. Get the picture." Willie asked in a calm voice

Willie took his foot off of Tyrone's throat, allowing him to speak.

"I'm sorry, Willie. I didn't know he was your friend." Stammered Tyrone.

Tyrone kicked him in the side with his size 16 shoe.

"Motherfucker, who told you that you could call me Willie. Only my friends or people I respect can call me by my first name. It's Mr. Etheridge to you dickfuck. That's your last chance. If you fuck up again your dead. No questions asked." Willie said

The fear in Tyrone's face was easy to see. He knew he was skating on thin ice. People who pissed off Willie Etheridge seldom lived to talk about it.

"What do you want me to do Mr. Etheridge?" asked Tyrone

"That's better dickhead. How long have you had this women?" asked Willie

"About six months. She's about worn out. I was planning on sending her to John Woo, to sell overseas." Tyrone answered

"That means you might get $500 or a thousand bucks for her at the most." said Willie.

"Just to prove I'm a fair man, here's five thousand. Don't ever try to contact them, blackmail them or pull any shit at all. If you do I'll cut out your liver and feed it to you while your dying, Understand?" Willie asked

Tyrone shook his head in agreement, glad to escape with his life and five thousand to the good.

"Oh and to let you know. That man in that car is the only motherfucker in this world meaner than me. Your lucky he didn't rip off your arm and shove it up you're stupid ass. You're lucky he called me rather than taking care of it himself. Because you would be waiting on the Medical Examiner to say the words over your stupid ass. Believe me when I tell you this. Don't ever fuck with him. Ever." Willie said in a stern voice. "He takes no prisoners."

"Let's get the fuck out of here." Said Luke

Turning to Lelia, Luke asked, "Anything you need to get from where you're staying?

"Lelia said, "Fuck no. I want nothing to remind me of this part of my life. Can we please go?" 

"Luke, can you come by my place for a bit before you go?" Willie asked

"Yeah sure. I'll follow you." He said

As the cars pulled off Lelia looked back one last time at what had to be the lowest point in her life. 

But she still wasn't totally relaxed.

What was the deal with Luke and Willie Etheridge the Pimp King of the three state area? What did Willie mean when he said Luke was the meanest man in the world?

Luke had always been kind and gentle with her, till she screwed up so bad. He still had never put his hands on her in a violent way. 

Must be some story. She had wondered why Luke never talked about his time in the Marine Force Recon. 

Oh well. Time would tell.

THE HEALING BEGINS

They arrived at Willie's place. It looked like any other semi-run down townhouse in the neighborhood.

But a closer look showed it to be quite different.

The windows facing the front were fake. Only looked like windows. So were the doors.

They drove into a garage. Once the door closed, another one in front opened into a courtyard. 

Once in the courtyard they pulled under a covered entranceway. 

They got out of the car and walked up the steps into a large entranceway.

Willie entered. 

Speaking to the guard at the door, he said, "I want Mr. Jennings' car cleaned and serviced right away. It better look like brand new when they are done. If not it will surely piss me off. I know you don't want that. Do you?" he asked

"No sir." The guard answered.

"Shit Willie, you don't have to do that. I was gonna have it done when I got home anyway." Luke said

"Fuck it. It'll give them lazy bastards in the shop something to do. All they do is sit on their asses most of the time. Come on in." offered Willie

They went through a steel security door into another large room. Inside were several beautiful women of all races, size and styles.

Willie pointed to a women behind a desk.

As she came forward, Willie excused him self and met her half way across the room. He talked to her in a low voice. She shook her head in agreement and walked toward Luke and Lelia with Willie beside her.

She was a beautiful, tastefully dressed Eurasian women. She had large breast that fit her build and a killer ass. She was fine.

Willie introduced her as his head woman Michelle. He said she would take care of Lelia and get her some new clothes and an opportunity to clean up.

Lelia looked at Luke with fear in her eyes.

Luke took her hand gently and in a soothing voice said, "It's okay sweetheart. No ones ever gonna hurt you again. You're among friends now. I know you'll feel better after a bath and some new clothes. I'll be right here till you get back and then we'll go home, Okay?" Luke asked

"Okay Luke. If you say so. But please don't leave me. Please." Lelia begged

Luke pulled her into his arms. "It's okay love, I'm not gonna leave you ever again. Promise." Said Luke

Lelia went with Michelle. But she looked over her shoulder at Luke, and smiled a very small smile.

"Come on Luke. Let's go into my office and have a drink." Willie said

"Okay, but only one. I'm gonna be driving later." Said Luke

They went into Willie's richly appointed office. One fit for the CEO of a Fortune 500 company.

Going to a wet bar in the corner, Willie asked, "What's your poison. Still Turkey and Ginger Ale. What a way to fuck up good whisky."

Luke laughed, "Yeah, but that was the only chaser we could find in that bombed out bar in Kuwait City. Got used to it after awhile. Even hot. At least I found you guys some booze. None of the other Platoon Leaders did." 

"Yeah, I can say that for you. For a shit head LT., You were alright." Laughed Willie 

"Fuck you Gunnery Sgt. Etheridge. You sorry excuse for a pimple on a Recon Marine's ass." Joked Luke. 

"Okay Luke, it's time to get down to business. What the hell are you going to do with this girl. I doubt if she'll ever be the same after six months on the street. God knows what illnesses and diseases she has. Plus what other accessories she might have installed on her body. That fucking Tyrone does not take care of his women. He uses them up and throws them away like used Kleenex." Explained Willie

"Damned if I know what the fuck I'm gonna do. I just know I feel responsible for her. She fucked up, but not bad enough to deserve this. I'm gonna do all I can to get her back as close to normal as possible. No matter what the cost." Luke answered in a grim tone.

"That's what I figured. Do you mind a few suggestions from a friend?" asked Willie

"Shit Gunny, your my closest friend in the world. Plus as lost as I am, any advice would be appreciated." Said Luke

"Okay, first thing is to get her seen by a doctor and have her tested for diseases and have her health in general evaluated. Second thing. She's probably addicted to some drug, Maybe crack or heroin. We need to get her detoxed and into treatment. Plus she is gonna need lots and lots of counseling and support. I have a friend who runs a detox and rehab center. It's one of the best in the country. All the rich and famous use it. It has a months long waiting list. But being that I own 51% of the place, that's not a problem." Said Willie

"It's gonna be a long hard road. If you ain't in it for the long haul, let me know now. You were real happy about the way you fucked her over in the divorce. Is this guilt or do you still have feeling for her. I'll take over if you want and get her straightened out. You can just walk away. No strings." Willie explained

Luke looked at Willie.

"Fuck you Gunnery Sgt. Etheridge. I'm partially responsible for this mess. I always clean up my own messes. I do have feelings for her. She was my wife for God's sake. I was mad at her at he time of the divorce. I wanted to hurt her like she hurt me. But I never wanted this or anything close to it. I should have kept track of her and made sure she was alright. I didn't. My fault." Sighed Luke.

"But with God as my witness, I'll do everything I can do to get back the old Lelia. If it takes every penny I have, every second of my time. I owe her. A bunch. I intend to pay. Period." Said Luke

Willie smiled. "Yeah, that's what I thought. You're too good a man to shrink your obligations. But I had to be sure. Let's get this show on the road."

"My personal doctor is on his way to do a preliminary exam. He's gonna take blood and urine samples. He'll take them to a 24/7 lab. We should have the results by morning. You and she will spend the night. Depending on how the test turn out, I'll arrange for a space for her at the center. They also have accommodations for the family of the clients. You also will get counseling to help you help her."

"I'll also take care of brother Tyrone. I can't stand that fucker and this is a good excuse to take him out. I have a good man to take over his area." Laughed Willie

"The lady should be done cleaning up by now. You have a suite on the second floor. Separate bedrooms if you want. Anything you need pick up the house phone. You may want to try to get her to tell you what happened. I have a good idea, but I'll let her tell you." Said Willie

"How the hell do you know so much of this psychological stuff?" Asked Luke

"Actually, LT., I'm Dr. William Etheridge, Ph.D. I have a doctorate in Psychology and counseling. Why do you think I went to school all the time? I didn't want to be a Marine all my life. That's why I own half of a detox and rehabilitation center." Willie laughed

"You're shitting me. What about this Pimp Master crap then?" asked Luke

"Well, it's like this. My mother is white, from a rich family, a long line of doctors, lawyers and other assorted upper class professions. My father was black. He's from a long line of pimps, crooks and other not so noble professions. To make a long story short my mom fell for my dad. She was of course disowned by her white bread family. My father loved her to distraction. He always treated her like a queen and never touched another woman except in the line of business. My mom felt the same about him. They had me about three years into the marriage. My dad was the original Pimp Master. He controlled about 75% of the prostitution in the Tri-State area. All his women were clean and disease free. He did not allow rolling the john's and no drugs. He ran his empire with an iron hand." Explained Willie

"He had an understanding with the local law. As long as he kept a low profile operation and his girls caused no trouble they left him alone. He got sick about five years ago. Lung cancer from those fucking non filtered Camels he smoked all those years. That was after Kuwait. I was set to retire with 20 years. I had just finished my dissertation and had been awarded my Ph.D. I had invested my money in a detox/rehab center with a friend of mine."

"My mom called and said I needed to come home right away. When I asked her why, She cried and said Dad was dying. I of course hauled ass home. When I got there Dad was still running the business, but you could tell he was bad sick. The vultures were starting to circle already."

Dad called me into his office. He said, Son I'm not long for this world. Three months max. I know you have other dreams for the future. But I hate to see all I worked for so hard got to a bunch of assholes. You know what will happen to my girls. It will be just like the bad ole days. I need you to take over for awhile. Till you can find someone to run the business like it should be run."

"What could I do? Dad had supported everything I had ever wanted to do, never asking anything. I told him okay. I took terminal leave till my retirement date. I run the business just like Dad. Except that the girls who want to leave get help preparing for a new life. Also the profits go to support rehab centers for those who can't afford it. 

"You sneaky old fucker you. Best of both worlds. I should have known you'd be able to play both ends against the middle. What a setup." Said Luke

"Well, I really don't need the pimp money. The rehab center makes a large fortune. This way everybody wins." He said

But it wasn't all fun and games at the beginning. I had to kill about thirty of my competitors the first month. After that I control about 90% of the market. I have a good man who runs that end. He has a crew of ex-military special operations guys who back him up. You saw some of them today. It was easy to wipe out the punks who were around. They lasted about 30 seconds. Wasn't even challenging. They watched too many gang movies on TV. Holding automatic weapons one handed and sideways. Their lucky they didn't blow their nuts off. Dumb bastards." Willie laughed

"We also keep the gang-bangers in line. As long as they leave my girls alone and don't hurt innocent bystanders, let them kill each other. But one group picked up one of my girls. They hurt one of my employees. Wanted a little fun. Took months before she got out of the hospital and rehab. Really pissed me off."

"I took care of those punks personally. They found bits and pieces all over the city. Used the det cord trick. Man that shit stinks when it's burning through flesh. Then I caught their leader. I have a Hispanic guy who's an artist with a knife. He skinned that fucker alive. Kept him screaming to the end. Made me puke. But we videotaped it. Sent a copy to all the gangs. Haven't had any trouble since." Willie said.

"No fucking shit. I bet you haven't. You gonna do that to Tyrone?" asked Luke




Luke and Lelia Ch. 02



"If you want me to. I don't give a shit. I don't think it'll help Leila. Really he's too small time to worry about. He'll just disappear. That works well also. One day he's here, next day he's gone. Scares the shit of people. The unknown is a mother fucker." Said Willie

"I guess that psychology shit comes in handy after all. I guess the more you fuck with their heads, the easier they are to control." Said Luke

"Yeah. We haven't had to take anyone out in six months. Cops like it too. No extra work. They won't give a shit about Tyrone either. He's been a pain in their asses for a long time. I think I'm going to take care of that John Woo fucker too." Said Willie

Lelia and Michelle walked into the room. 

Lelia looked much better. Her hair was clean and she had on light makeup. Wearing a long dress with medium length sleeves she looked almost normal.

Her eyes told the real story. They were clouded and full of fear. She still wasn't sure if she was really away from that animal Tyrone or she was dreaming and would wake up and be back in hell again.

Luke stood as she entered the room.

Damn he's still the most handsome man in the world. How did she let him get away? She must have had a brain malfunction or something. Lelia thought.

Luke walked across the room and took her hand, leading her to the sofa across from Willie's chair.

"Lelia, this is my best friend, Master Gunnery SGT. William Etheridge USMC, retired. Also know as The Pimp Master. Also as Dr. William Etheridge Ph.D. introduced Luke

Lelia's mouth fell open. This man was a retired Marine. And the Pimp Master and a Ph.D. And Luke's best friend. Oh shit.

Willie looked at her. "I can't say it's good to meet you. You caused my friend a lot of pain. Hurt him very badly. I offered to have you killed. But he wouldn't let me." He said with a scowl.

"But I think you suffered enough. Having to deal with that fuckhead Tyrone for six months had to be bad. Luke wants me to see if we can straighten you out. When I ask you something, I want the truth, no bullshit. If I'm going to help you I need to know certain things. Understand." Willie asked

"Yes Mr. Etheridge." She said looking at the floor.

"Hey. Your ex is my best friend. I owe him my life. He says he still cares about you. So I guess you can call me Willie." He said in a softer, kinder tone.

"Lelia looked at him in suprise. "Thanks Willie" she said in a shy voice.

"Okay, question one. Are you using? If yes, What and for how long?

"I'm really not using anything. I told Tyrone that shit made me sick and I couldn't work. Hard to give blowjobs when you're pucking. He made me try cocaine once. I pucked down the front of his shirt and that was that. Course he blacked by eye but it was worth it." Said Lelia

"Yeah Willie. She is allergic to most forms of narcotics. They had a hell of a time finding something to use when she had minor surgery. That should make life easier." Said Luke.

"Okay. My doctor is here and needs to examine you. He's gonna take blood and urine samples. Cooperate with him. He'll start you on antibiotics. He will not hurt you. If he does, I'll hurt him. Okay?" asked Willie 

Lelia looked at Luke. 

"It's okay baby. We need to get you healthy. Michelle will go with you okay?" asked Luke

"Okay Luke. Please don't leave me." She said hugging him tight. "I'm scared Tyrone will get me back. Please don't let him. Kill me first okay?" she cried

"It's okay. Tyrone is about to take a dirt nap. I'll take care of it myself. He won't hurt anyone again." Luke said in a voice from the grave.

"Okay Luke. Just don't leave me." She cried

Michelle and Lelia left the room.

Luke looked at Willie. His voice like ice, but the fire was in his eyes.

"That mother fucker is dead. But it won't be fast. He's gonna pay for every mark he put on her, and every trick she did. I want to do it myself. Bring him here. His sorry ass is mine. No one fucks with me or mine." Luke said

"Okay LT. If that's what you want. I'll have him taken to a warehouse I own. Soundproof. Used to be a cold storage warehouse. You tell me what tools you need to work with." Answered Willie

"Let's get it done, Gunny." He said

Willie and Luke walked into the warehouse two hours later. Three of Willie's special ops guys had him tied to a pillar.

"Well if it isn't my old friend Tyrone. You scum sucking piece of shit. You have really fucked up this time. You've made my friend here very angry. Not only were you pimping his ex-wife, but you marked up her body. My friend does not like tattoos or rings. I think this is the end for you." Said Willie

Luke walked over where Tyrone was tied.

"So you're a real bad ass. Especially when hitting women. You damaged my property. Even though she is my ex wife, she's still mine. You have to pay, you assfuck." Luke said 

"You white bread mother fucker, You talk that shit when I'm tied to a post with three or four guys protecting you ass. Cut me loose and I'll show you whose bad, Honkey." Sneered Tyrone

Luke looked at Willie. "He unarmed, No guns, knives or razors?"

Willie looked at his men with the question in his eyes.

They shook their heads no.

Luke took off his jacket. "Cut him loose. If he kicks my ass he can leave unharmed." Said Luke

"Shit LT. That ain't fair. You need to give him a mulligan. Otherwise it won't be any fun." Said Willie

"Okay Gunny. . You know you're getting soft in your old age. Let him have that baseball bat." Laughed Luke

Tyrone didn't know what to think. But that white bread didn't look like much. Plus he'd have a baseball bat.

The men cut him loose and made him take his jacket off and frisked him again.

Deciding the best defense is a good offense, Tyrone immediately swing the bat at Luke's head. And hit nothing but empty air.

Luke dodged the blow and kicked Tyrone under the knee cap. Tyrone fell to the ground in pain.

Luke walked over and Tyrone swung the bat from the ground. Hitting*** Empty Air.

Luke kicked him in the hand holding the bat, breaking two of Tyrone's fingers and causing him to loose the bat,

Luke kicked him in the side of the head. 

"Damn Gunny. You're right this isn't much fun. This pussy is dickless." Luke said as he kicked him in the side.

Tyrone grabbed his leg. Luke kicked him in the head again.

Luke picked the larger man off the floor with no effort. He steadily worked his face over. Then dropped him to the floor and kicked him several times in the nuts.

As Tyrone laid on the floor trying to swallow his nuts, Luke rolled him over with his foot. He then placed his foot on his throat.

"Okay dickbreath. We've established that you're a pussy. So you are gonna die. Now the question is how painful you want it to be. You've seen the video of the gangbanger? It took him what, three or four hours to die. That's one option. The other being a bullet to the head. It's up to you." Luke said in a calm voice.

"I want to know who sent my wife to you? No bullshit. I know you got a mother and sisters. If I have to I'll get them and let you watch them get skinned. I don't give a shit. They aren't any relation to me. But if you tell me what I want to know I'll get Willie to watch out for them. Your choice." Said Luke.

Tyrone looked at Luke's face. He knew it was the face Of death.

He was a sorry specimen of man. But he did love his family. Plus he didn't owe that honkey fucker anything. Screw him.

"Sean Anderson. Her old boyfriend. After he got tired of her he sold her to me for 10,000 Dollars. He said she didn't make enough money to support him so he had found a new bitch. He drugged her and brought her to me. Took several weeks to break her. She was tough." Tyrone said

"My old buddy Sean. I should have guessed. I think your telling the truth. I'm a man of my word. You'll die quick and Willie will look out for your mother and sisters. They won't suffer." Luke said.

Willie looked at Tyrone. "You know I almost admire you. You got 30 seconds to pray to your maker."

30 Seconds later Willie put a .40 Cal. hollowpoint through his head. Then a second to make sure.

He told his men," Take him to the crematory. I want him done now. If Williams gives you any shit, tell him I'll come down and do it myself. But he'll be joining Brother Tyrone in the cooker."

Luke and Willie walked out.

Once in the car, Willie asked, "Would you have really done the mother and sisters?"

Luke looked at Willie with a dead look in his eyes. "I wouldn't have enjoyed it. But yeah, I would have in a minute. You know that Gunny. I don't take prisoners. I do what I have to do to get the job done, Period."

"Shit, Don't ever get pissed at me okay. You still scare the shit out of me." Willie said

"Glad to know it still works." Laughed Luke

"What about this Sean Anderson fucker. Isn't he the one who Lelia was cheating with? I'm suprised he's still walking around." Asked Willie

"Ever heard the old saying "never shit in your own yard."? Too many people in town knew about what happened. If he had disappeared, it was too easy to link it to me. I've been biding my time. He'll get his. In spades." Said Luke

"Well let's get back and check on Lelia. She's my first priority now. I'll take care of Sean later." Said Luke

THE REHAB BEGINS.

The men returned to Willie's place. 

They found out that Lelia was upstairs in Luke's suite asleep. The doctor had to sedate her while he treated the rings in her clit that had become infected. He said he also got the lab results back. He called in a favor from a friend of his that ran the lab at the hospital on the night shift.

The Good news was that she didn't have AIDS. But the Bad news was she had several other forms of venereal diseases that needed to be treated. Luckily antibiotics would cure them. She was also run down, battered and bruised in several places and had several scars and tattoos that would need plastic surgery to fix. Also to remove some of the rings that had been placed in her nipples and her clit.

She also needed major dental work. Several teeth had been knocked out and the rest had cavities or infected. They could save most of them, but she would require several pieces of bridgework or implants.

The physical and dental problems could be fixed with time and money. He was the most worried about her mental state. That would take time, therapy and a lot of support from her husband.

Willie looked at Luke. "I think we need to move her to the clinic at the rehab center. We have great doctors and a wonderful plastic surgeon. Also a great reconstructive dentist and oral surgeon. We'll keep her sedated and move her Via ambulance. Dr. Keegan will ride with her."

Willie looked at the doctor. "That okay Doc? I don't Wanna fuck up your golf date."

"No that's okay Willie. She really needs me. I don't want her traumatized any worse than she already is. It's not a problem." Said the Doc

"Thanks Billy. I appreciate you helping her out. Her ex is my best friend. Luke Jennings. I'll make it worth your while." Assured Willie.

"You don't owe me shit Willie. You saved my ass from ruin. Straightened out my junkie butt."

He looked at Luke. "I'm a recovering addict. Everybody else gave up on me but Willie. Got me straightened out and restored my self respect. Been three years clean and sober. Lost my wife, but really didn't lose much. Her and my so called friends. I will take a night with Michelle though." He laughed.

"Yeah Right." Willie laughed. "You know she does as she pleases. Hell she won't give me any. Hell, I'm the one who pays her. If you ask her nice she might though. I've seen her eyeball you everytime you come in."

"Fat chance of that. I don't think she likes me." Said the Doc.

"Here she is, ask her" said Willie as she walked into the room.

"Ask me what?" Michelle asked

"The Doc wants you for a night to repay him for going with Lelia to the clinic tomorrow." Laughed Willie

Doc looked like he wanted to melt into the floor. "Screw you Willie!" he said

Looking at Michelle he said, "I was only kidding Michelle. Please forgive your bosses juvenile attempt at humor."

Michelle smiled at him. "To bad you were kidding. I like the idea. Oh well.

Doc jumped up quickly. "No. If you want I'll be happy to have a night with you. I'll even throw in dinner and dancing. What do you say?"

Michelle smiled again. "Okay Doc. It's a date. Let me know when. I've wanted to get in your pants for a long time. Took you long enough to ask."

She looked at Willie and said, "I've got her settled in. She's out cold. I've got one of the girls watching her. I didn't want to leave her by herself. Poor thing is a mess. I hope that fucking Tyrone rots in hell. No one deserves to be treated like that."

"We don't have to worry about Tyrone anymore. He's about well done by now. He'll never hurt another woman." Said Willie

"Thank God for that. He was a mean vicious son of a bitch. He liked to play with his girls heads and bodies. All those tattoos and rings. Bastard. Said Michelle her voice filled with contempt

"Joe will take over his territory tomorrow. It'll take awhile to get those girls straightened out if that's possible. What a fucking mess. Should have taken that fucker out years ago." Said Willie

Willie turned to one of the men standing by the door. "Is Ellis in the building? If he is ask him to come here please." Asked Willie

"Etheridge Ellis is in charge of my local operations. Good man. Ex-Delta Force Captain. He's like you takes no prisoners. Kicks ass and doesn't bother with taking names." Willie said to Luke.

Luke looked at Willie. "How the hell did you get all these ex-Special Ops guys to work for you? There ought to be a big demand in private security and overseas contracts." Asked Luke

"Easy. I pay more money. Better hours and a lot of fringe benefits." He said looking at Michelle.

""Fuck you, Willie you asswipe. I'm no ones fringe benefit. Well maybe the Doc's. We'll have to wait and see." Michelle said

Willie looked at the Doc and laughed. "Alright Doc. You have a lot to live up to. Your representing all the men who wanted to make it with Michelle. Don't let us down, or you'll never hear the end of it."

"Gee thanks Willie. That's all I need is more pressure. I'm already taking out one of the best looking women in North America, who has admitted she wants in my pants. All I need is more pressure." Doc said

Michelle laughed. "Come on Doc. We'll check on Lelia and then I'll let you practice. I know you've been out of circulation for awhile. We'll practice the part of the date after you take me out dining and dancing."

Doc said goodnight to all and followed her out of the room.

Willie laughed. "I'll be a son of a bitch. I have never seen her take any man to her room in the six years I've know her. Won't even date anyone. And in thirty minutes she picks up Doc and takes him up to her room. I'll be God Dammed."

"Course if anyone deserves a break, its Doc. His ex-wife pressured him into drug addiction trying to satisfy her craving for the party life. When he goes into rehab, she tries top divorce him and take everything so she and her boyfriend could live the highlife."

"But she fucked up and told a friend of mine, who told me. Doc was in my center at the time. I sent some boys to talk to the boyfriend and got Doc the sharpest divorce lawyer in the state. Who also works for one of my law firms. After the Private Investigator, who also works for me got the goods on her and the boys rearranged the boyfriends facial features, she had a change of heart. She decided to accept a minimal settlement and leave the state. All's well that ends well, I always say." Said Willie

At that moment a large black guy walked into the room. He was about 6'6" tall and about 200 lbs. He walked not with a swagger but with the confidence of a man who knows who and what he is and doesn't give a shit what anyone else thinks.

"Thanks for coming so quickly, Ellis. Captain Ellis this is my best friend Major Luke Jennings, USMC (RET) formally of the elite Marine Force Recon. He was my platoon leader in Kuwait. He's the one who saved my ass from those goddamn Iraqi T-62"s that were about to drive up my ass." Introduced Willie.

The two men shook hands and evaluated each other as special ops troops tend to do.

"Good to meet you Ellis. Gunny has been singing your praises." Said Luke

"He's talked about you a good deal. Only officer I ever heard him say anything good about. Of course you did save his ass. I guess that serves to color his opinion." Ellis laughed.

"I was lucky that dumb ass tank driver left his hatch open. All I did was drop a couple of Willie-peter grenades in. Instant quick fried Iraqi. Man it stunk bad." Said Luke.

"Yeah but climbing on that electric cable to get over the tank was nuts. Not only could have you gotten fried from the power, but you were out in the open for half the Iraqi army to see." Said Gunny

"We were pretty sure the power was off. None of the ice machines were working. That's why we had to drink hot Turkey and ginger ale. And those dumb bastards never look up. I was just glad to get away before that bastard exploded. Still got an ass full of fragments and burned me down to my drawers. Shit that hurt!" Laughed Luke

"Yeah, not much too it. Got the Medal of Honor to go along with his Navy Cross that he had already earned on Grenada. Plus another Purple Heart. Only kept the Iraqi's from breaking through and wiping out two Companies of Marines and several hundred Kuwaiti civilians. The Kuwaiti Government gave them it's highest award. The first ever given to a foreigner. Made him a sheik and gave him two or three oil wells. Not much to it." Laughed Gunny

Ellis looked at him with a new respect in his eyes. Not many men get the Medal of Honor. No wonder Gunny was so impressed with Him. Ellis thought.

"Fuck you Gunny! I wish you wouldn't talk about that medal shit. Makes me look like some kind of glory hunting hero. I was just doing my job the best I could. That's all. Duty, Honor, Country. That's what they teach at Annapolis.(The United States Naval Academy) No more, no less." Said Luke

"Yeah Right Lt. Tell that shit to all the fuckers still walking around now who wouldn't be if it wasn't for you. Like Me."

"I don't think I would have had the balls to pull a stunt like that. You're a fucking hero whether you want to be or not. So fuck you Lt. Sir." Said Gunny with tears in his eyes.

Ellis had never seen the Gunny show any emotion before. No wonder anything Major Jennings wanted, Willie was more than happy to give. But he had his ass pulled out of a crack before so he could understand Gunny's feelings.

Hearing a noise behind him Luke turned around. There stood Lelia. Looking like she had been hit with a brick between the eyes.

"Luke, you never told me about any of this. When I asked you about what you did in the Marines you said you were a Supply Officer. When I asked about the burns on your butt you said you got burned by sitting in a tub of water when you were drunk and it was too hot. Why Luke?" asked Lelia

Luke looked at her. "It's not that big of a deal. Gunny exaggerates. There's nothing to tell. Just forget it." He said

Lelia burst into tears. 

Luke rushed to her. "What's the matter Honey. It's Okay. It was along time ago. In the past." He said as he hugged her tight.

Lelia Cried, "Luke, don't you see? This only makes what I did even worse than before. Not only did I screw around on my wonderful husband, but on a hero as well. I'll never be able to make it up to you."

The others quietly left the room leaving them alone.

Luke carried her to the sofa. "Look Darling, If we spend all of our time in the past, we're never going to move ahead. We both made mistakes. We need to leave them behind and move on with our life together. Not forget what happened. I don't think either of us can do that. But we need to use it as a learning experience and build on it."




Luke and Lelia Ch. 02



" Our first priority is to get you well. Then work on our relationship. I don't know what's going to happen with us, but I know I want to try. Do you?" Luke asked

"Luke, I'll do anything for a chance with you. Anything you want. All I ask is that you let me help you take care of Sean Anderson. I want him to pay for what he did to me. To us. I know you aren't going to let him go unpunished." She begged

"Allright. You've earned that right. But it will be awhile. I don't want to be linked to his disappearance. You get well first. Then we'll deal with that asshole. I promise. I know how to make him really pay for his crimes. Just wait." He assured her

He hugged her tight. "It's okay, Baby. Tomorrow is a new day. For both of us."

The End of Part II.

Look for Part III "The Final Revenge" Coming soon!



Luke and Lelia Ch. 03



The Final Revenge

Authors Note: This was going to be the last part of this Tale. But It got good to me.Thanks for all the feedback, both positive and negative. Erotic Literature Does Not have to be all fucking and sucking. It should tell a story and still be good to wack off to. Enjoy!

A GHOST FROM THE PAST.

Three Years Later.

Lelia Jennings walked out of her office into the bright late afternoon sunshine.

She smiled as she thought about her life today. A wonderful husband, a job she loved, and a wonderful home. All the things she'd ever wanted, except for one. Children.

Oh well, you can't have everything. She was lucky to be alive. If Luke hadn't found her when he did she probably would have died in some Asian whorehouse.

She went to the little park across the street and sat on her favorite bench in the shade of an old oak tree. It was one of the places she went when the need to think struck.

Lelia wished she had thought more before she had started her affair with Sean Anderson those years ago. That son of a bitch had used her and when there was nothing left, threw her away like used Kleenex. Sold her like a piece of furniture to that bastard Tyrone. She still carried the scars from him. Physical, mental and emotional. He was the reason she was barren. Unable to give Luke the babies that both of them wanted.

Luke and his best friend Willie Etheridge had taken care of Tyrone. But Sean Anderson had somehow slipped away. 

It had taken over a year for her to recover from her treatment at the hands of Tyrone. Massive dental work, Plastic surgery for the scars and removal of the tattoos and the piercings done to her body.

But the hardest was the intensive counseling that she and Luke had both undergone to understand and forgive each other for what had happened.

They had both worked hard. They came to understand how deep their love was for each other and that it was worth fighting for.

The only unfinished business was Sean Anderson. She had made Luke promise that she could help make him pay. But Sean had fallen off the face of the earth. Probably hiding out after Tyrone had disappeared and he saw what had happened to John Woo, the slaver.

John Woo was the link between the pimps in the US and the pimps in other countries. Anglo women brought big bucks in Latin America and the Far East. He was found tied naked on an anthill, his body covered with syrup. He was still alive if you call it. His testicles and cock had been removed by det cord being wrapped around them then ignited. No blood. He later committed suicide, l unable to live with himself.

Out of the blue she saw the object of her thoughts. That fucking Sean Anderson. Bold as you please walking down the sidewalk across the square.

Lila pulled out her cell phone and made an urgent call.

"Luke, look out your window across the square from where I'm sitting. Quick". Lelia said, urgency in her voice.

"Okay, Honey, I'm looking." Answered Luke

"See that man in the jeans and the blue golf shirt. Red hair, Beard? Guess who?" She asked

Luke answered, "Son of a bitch! It's that sorry mother fucker Sean Anderson."

"Keep an eye on him but don't let him see you. I'll be there in a minute as soon as I call Gunny." He said

She said "Okay, but hurry. I don't want him to get away!"

Luke made a quick call to his best friend Gunny Richardson. 

"Gunny, guess who showed up in town? Our boy Sean the dickhead Anderson. Walking down the street like he owns the place. Lelia spotted him right away."

"Damn that's a stupid bastard. I'll be there with a crew within the hour, Nail him if you can, but don't loose that fucker. I've got a great idea how to fix that bastard." Said Gunny

"Okay, but hurry. Ill be on my cell. Later!" Luke Finished

He ran down three flights of stairs not waiting on the elevator. Whipping out his cell phone he called Lelia.

"Talk to me Baby. Where are you?"

"He went into Rosie's Cafe. Took a seat at the back. Looks like he's ordering lunch." She answered

"Great! I'll be with you in three. How many other people in the Cafe?" Luke asked

"He's the only customer. Rosie is the only employee in sight. This is her slow time," Lelia added

She heard a noise behind her and turned around. It was Luke. She turned off her cell.

"What are we going to do?" She asked

"Let's go have lunch. You haven't eaten yet?" Luke asked

"I don't know if I'll be able to eat. The thought of being near that fucker makes me sick." She said

"Don't worry Honey. I'm with you. Gunny is on the way with the troops. He says he has a great idea how to fix that bastard. You know Gunny, he is very innovative." Laughed Luke

Lelia's expression lightened. "You can say that again. The way he dealt with John Woo was very innovative."

Let's go see our old buddy. He'll be real suprised to see me for sure." Said Lelia

They walked hand in hand into the cafe. Right up to Sean Anderson.

The look on his face was the classic "OH SHIT, I'M IN DEEP DO DO NOW!" look.

Luke sat next to him and Lelia across from him. He was trapped in the booth. He felt something sharp poking him in the side.

"Hi Sean Boy. Long Time No See. What about five years. Luke and I have been looking all over for you." Said Lelia.

"I thought you we're dead." He said

"I'm alive, well and thriving. No thanks to you. Luke and I have been remarried for three years. He's been behind me 1000% in my recovery from my time with your buddy Tyrone."

"Poor Tyrone. Just disappeared into space. No body, no blood, no clue. Did you hear about your other buddy John Woo? So tragic. I almost cried. Naw, not really. He got what he deserved." Lelia said

"It's strange what happens when you piss off the wrong people. Bad things just seem to happen to you. "

"Guess what? It's time for you to pay your dues. " She said

Sean tried to stand. He felt a sharp jab to his ribs.

Luke told him, "I wouldn't try to move fast. A loose bolt in the table might stick you. Wouldn't want you to hurt yourself."

Sean looked into his eyes and saw death.

"I was really pissed off at Lelia when she played around on me. I wanted her to pay. But not the price she did. When I found her, I was very pissed off. Even though we were divorced, she still belonged to me. I don't like when me or mine is damaged."

"Luckily I have friends. I bet you've heard of the Pimpmaster? Guess what? He's my best friend. He's on his way here now. Said he has an innovative way to make you pay. Sounds like fun to me. More fun than I had with Tyrone and John Woo."

So just sit nice and quietly and eat your lunch. Enjoy it, It may be your last." Luke said

"Yeah Sean, I really missed you. You just kind of left the scene. "Said Lelia

"Things got kind of rough around here. Lacy Evans husband got rather upset when she told him about us. He killed her and then came after me. I decided it was a good time to get out of Dodge. I came back to clean out my safety deposit box. Never got to do it before I left. Forgot that the bank closed at noon on Wednesdays. Otherwise I would have been long gone." Sean said

"Bad luck Sean Boy. What's in this safe deposit box? Anything I'd be interested in?" asked Luke

"None of your damn business". Snapped John

He felt a sharp pain in his side and could feel the blood dripping from the hole.

"Naughty Boy. Luke is not a nice person. In fact he's a trained killer. He's also a decorated hero from his time in the Marine Force Recon. I wouldn't push him if I were you. He really wants you dead." Explained Lelia

"Blackmail material, and cash. Lots of cash. You can have it all. Just let me go". Whined John

Lelia laughed. "Luke is a multi billionaire. He's also a Kuwaiti Sheik. They gave him an oilfield for saving several hundred Kuwaiti civilians including the prince's daughter. He has more money than he can ever spend. He just doesn't flaunt his wealth."

Luke just smiled at him. His phone rang.

"Talk to me Gunny. We're at Rosie's Cafe. Oh yeah, we're helping Mr. Anderson enjoy his lunch. Catching up on old times. 15 minutes. Okay. Later" Luke spoke

"Gunny will be here in 15. We just sit still till he gets here." Said Luke

A Deputy in uniform entered the cafe. He walked right over to the table.

Sean tried to get up. 

"These people are holding me against my will. There going to kill me. Arrest them." Sean demanded

The Deputy looked at Luke eyebrows raised.

Luke said, "This is Sean Anderson. The one I've been looking for. Gunny is on the way. Check with Colonel England at the bank and check out his safety deposit box. Contains blackmail material and cash. Put the money in the Public Safety Fund." Said Luke

Lelia looked at Sean Anderson's expression and laughed.

"Ray here was in Luke's Platoon in the Gulf War. Luke saved his and about 100 more Marines lives by his taking out a T-62 Tank. Luke decided that he liked having his men around. Even his MEU commander. He runs the bank, which Luke owns. So as they retire Luke offers them Jobs in the county. Well paid jobs". She said

"Luke opened several businesses and is now the biggest employer in the county. Unemployment used to be over 50%. Now he is always looking for good help. He is also the lone county commissioner. He gives Veterans first preference. Doesn't discriminate against Army, Navy. Even Air Force types. He owns just about everything in this county." explained Lelia

The Deputy gave an evil laugh. "We've been looking for you for a long, long time. You messed with the Lt.'s woman. Very bad for you. We all owe him our lives. I don't believe you can expect much help."

"Want me to take him to the jail till Gunny gets here? All of our guys are on duty." Ray asked

"No. Gunny's almost here. No sense of moving him but once. I don't know where Gunny's gonna take him. But it won't be fun for him." Said Luke, laughing.

The look of fear on Sean's face rivaled those seen in Japanese monster movies of the 50's. He knew he was in deep shit. Up to his neck.

"Come on Luke, It wasn't personal. Business is business. She was costing me more money than she was bringing in. I had to cut my losses. I needed that 10 thousand. I was a little overextended. You know how it is? Right?" Sean whined

He felt the knife in his side go deeper. Slowly.

"Listen you piece of shit. Neither Lelia, nor any other woman is a thing, to be used then, sold like a used car. She's a person. She made a mistake fucking around with you. But she didn't deserve to be handed over to an asshole like Tyrone. He paid for his treatment of her, and so will you." 

"So shut your fucking mouth till Gunny gets here or I'll kill you right here right now. Then I'll walk away. I won't lose one moment of sleep over it either. At least the Iraqi's and Cubans I killed were soldiers. You wouldn't make a pimple on a real soldiers ass." Luke hissed as he slowly twisted the knife.

"No Lt. that's too easy. I want his punishment to go on for a long time. Years and years". Said a deep bass voice over his shoulder.

Luke looked around. 

"Good to see you Gunny. About time you got your slack ass here. Dickfuck here was starting to get on my nerves. You know how cranky I can get." Laughed Luke

Luke saw a tall black guy, bigger than Gunny standing behind him. He looked familiar to Luke. It struck him who it was.

He jumped up from the table with his hand out.

"I'll be damned if it ain't Gunny Richardson as I live and breathe. How the hell are you?" asked Luke

"Good to see you Major. Still stirring up shit I see. You're as bad as those two crazy SEAL'S Edwards and Summers. What a bunch of fools. They Give Gunnery Sergeants gray hair. Ain't that so Etheridge?" He laughed.

"Have you heard from those two lately? Summers disappeared after he blew that drug lord's head off. Heard Edward's was forced to retire at 20 years." Asked Luke

"Yeah I have as a matter of fact. I'm working for them right now. We're in the manpower business. Our training center is at the far end of the county. The Peachtree Estate". He said

"That's where we're taking dick head here. Summer's fiancée has a special way of dealing with assholes like this. She even makes money off it. Amazes the shit out of me how she does it, but I know for a fact it works." Said Richardson

"Let's get this fucker in the van and I'll explain how it works. If you're not busy we can ride over together. I know those crazy ass SEALS would be glad to see you. "

Is this your missus? Asked Richardson

"Damn! Sorry Gunny, I should have introduced you. This is my wonderful wife Leila. Leila This is my old friend Master Gunnery Sgt. Alvin Richardson, USMC (ret)." Said Luke

"Proud to meet you Mam. Your husband is a fine man and a hero to boot. Saved my old sorry butt more than once." Said Richardson

Before Lelia could answer, Luke said, "Damn! You're as bad as Etheridge with that hero crap. You know I don't like talking about it." Exclaimed Luke

"Sorry about that shit Major. But as one of the ones whose ass you saved in Grenada, I'll just have to piss you off sir." Said Williamson in a shaky voice.

Lelia looked open mouthed.

Willie Etheridge laughed. "That was when he got the Navy Cross."

He looked at Richardson. "She didn't know about the Medal of Honor till I spilled the beans three years ago. He told her he was a supply officer. Got those burns on his butt by sitting in too hot water when he was drunk on leave." Willie laughed.

Luke had the grace to look embarrassed.

Lelia looked at her husband with loving eyes. "I'm afraid to ask what else he hasn't told me about his service time."

"If you wait on him to tell you, you won't ever hear. " Laughed Willie

"Why don't yau'll come over to the homestead? We can have a nice dinner and get drunk and talk about old times." 

Richardson looked at Luke. "You still drink that nasty Ginger ale and Turkey? What a way to screw up good booze".

"Yeah he does." Laughed Willie. "Got hooked on that shit in Kuwait. All we could find to chase the booze with".

"At least I found booze. Better than the other platoon leaders." Luke laughed.

Luke looked at his wife. "Want to go for a ride? Nothing important is cooking right now and they know how to get hold of me." Luke asked

"Yeah. I would love to meet some of your old friends. Maybe I'll find out some more of your secrets. I need to change clothes though." She said

"Okay. What do you want to do with dipshit here." He asked Willie

"Let's take him out to the van and get him ready. By that time you should be ready to go. Bout 10 or 15 minutes max." said Richardson.

"Cool. Come by the house. I'll let you drive my new BMW." Said Luke

They looked forward to what was to come.

Authors note: This was going to be the last part of this tale, but I got the idea of using characters from another story written by my alter-ego Robyn Conners. I hope you enjoy the next part.



Luke and Lelia Ch. 04



Authors note: For a full description of the characters described read "The Peachtree Training Center" written by my alter ego Robyn Conners. It gives all the details and backgrounds. It's posted at other sites. The time frame for this story is three years after the original stories.

It was less than a 30-minute drive to the Peachtree Estate. It sat about a 1/2-mile off the main highway down a tree-covered lane.

A very wacky billionaire who was convinced the end was near so he wanted to be prepared built the estate. He had several of these places in the United States and a couple in foreign countries.

But unfortunately for him, his end came first. The place was sold after his death and now used for a training academy.

The 125-room mansion was built over an old Nike Missile site. Miles of underground concrete tunnels and bunkers designed to withstand a direct nuclear hit. Perfect for use as dungeons and weapons storage.

They stopped at the steel gate. Luke could see a set of eyes checking them out from the guard shack. There were also cameras in at least three places that he could see.

A fit young man dressed in a black Nomex jump suit carrying an MP5 H&K machine pistol with a AG 36 40mm x 46 Grenade Launcher underneath, came out of the shack. He kept his eye on the cars as he asked the drivers to state their business. 

Gunny Richardson was driving the van that was in front. He showed an ID card to the guard who studied it carefully.

Gunny said, "The folks in the car behind are with me. They should be on the list. Good job Stringer. That was exactly how to do it. Carry on." 

The guard gave a signal to the man in the guard shack and the steel gate opened. They were waved then through.

Gunny turned to Luke. The first time I came here they had some fat ass old man Security Guard. He couldn't fight his way out of a wet paper sack.

Now we have well armed and trained men on the gates and the perimeter. The guy inside the shack has a 40mm x 53 H&K GMG Grenade machine gun and cases of ammunition. We run infiltration exercises all the time. If the aggressors get in, the group on duty has to pull the other groups duty for a week. No liberty either. Makes it worthwhile.

They rounded a curve and saw a large mansion in front of them. 

Richardson said, "Were going around the back to watch them unload dickhead. What till you see the Mistress. She's something else.

The van was backing up to the basement door of the mansion. It was really a steel blast door.

A tall auburn hair woman with a figure to die for, stood by supervising Sean's unloading. She was dressed in a form fitting black leather jump suit that clung to all of her curves.

"Take him to the medical center and get that wound treated. I don't want it getting infected. Have them start the hormone regime and keep him sedated." She instructed the attendants, her voice like ice.

She turned and caught sight of Luke, Lelia, Richardson and Williamson.

"Well Gunny introduce me to your friends." She said the warm smile and glow from her emerald green eyes changing her total demeanor.

"Mistress, this is Luke Jennings, his wife Lelia, and of course you've met Willie Etheridge. Luke is a friend of Andrew, Jay and I."

"Luke and Lelia this the Mistress, who owns the estate and is married to Jay Edwards." Explained Richardson

"You can skip the formality, just call me Donna. Let's go inside and get aquatinted and we can discuss what you want done with that thing that was just delivered." She said

They entered through French doors off of a large patio. They entered a large den area with a massive fireplace of stone complete with burning logs. Donna waved them to leather sofas near the fire.

She was about to ask about drinks when a shout was heard from the doorway.

"Jennings, you son of a bitch! You still owe me thirty dollars from that last poker game in Kuwait!" shouted a large man as he entered the room.

Luke jumped to his feet,the man grabbed him in a bear hug.

"Damn Luke. It's great to see you. How the hell are you? Is this your wife?" said the man

Luke laughed, "Honey this is the infamous Jay Edwards. One of the craziest SEALS in the world. Being that all SEALS are crazy he's really a psycho. Jay this is my wife Lelia. " 

Before she could reply, Another voice said, "Oh shit. I knew I screwed up when I let Richardson live here. Damn Marines multiply like rabbits!" Laughed Andrew Summer.

He also wrapped Luke in a bear hug. He then looked at Lelia. "How could someone as beautiful as you wind up with someone as ugly as Jennings? He is one ugly white boy!" Laughed Andrew

"Lelia this is the only SEAL crazier than Edwards. Andrew Summer. Andrew as you heard this is my wife Lelia." Said Luke

"Glad to meet you Lelia." He answered

"Donna where are Becky and Anita? I want them to meet Luke and Lelia." He asked

"They're taking care of a new arrival. They should be up shortly. Anyone care for a drink? Of course you are staying for dinner." She said, not allowing any chance of rejection of her offer.

She pushed a hidden button a soon a tall slim girl in a yellow maids uniform came into the room. Curtsying to her Mistress, she bowed her head and asked how she could serve.

Samatha, please get everyone's drink order plus Anita's and Becky's usual. Then notify the cook that there will be three more for dinner. Tell him to outdo himself or he's going to be sorry." Donna said in a stern tone.

"Yes Mistress." She got the visitors orders and left the room, quickly but gracefully.

Luke and Lelia looked at each other having the same thought. 

Donna saw their look and laughed. "I guess no one explained what goes on around here. I am a dominate Mistress. I train men and women to be sex slaves and maids. Some voluntarily, some not. I take useless pieces of trash and turn them into useful beings."


"Samatha is one of my best works. She was Andrews ex-wife's lover. He made the mistake of trying to cuckold Andrew. Bad for him. Good for me," she explained

"That femnine thing used to be a man?" Lelia gasped

"Yes indeed " Laughed Andrew. " And my ex is now a Lesbian sex slave working in a Lesbian brothel in South America. Funny thing is she used to hate Lesbians, now she is one."

"That's what I had in mind for ole Sean boy." Said Willie.

"When Richardson told me about what goes on here, I knew it was the perfect punishment. Killing him is too fast and easy. This way his punishment goes on and on, just like the Energizer Bunny!" He laughed

Luke looked at Lelia and they both burst out laughing. They said in unison "PERFECT".

About then two beautiful women, one black one white entered the room. They both had perfect hourglass figures covered in black leather.

'The taller woman about 5' 7" , with a long mane of ebony colored hair and sparkling chocolate eyes. She had a large smile on her face as she walked over to Andrew and put a mind blowing kiss on him.

Andrew said, "WOW! That was some kiss baby. What's up?"

"Just glad to see you Lover. " she answered

The black women was shorter but no less shapely. She walked over to Richardson and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

Andy said, "Luke and Lelia, these beautiful ladies are, he said putting his hand on Becky's shoulder, This is my beautiful wife Becky, and that foxy lady over there is Anita. She is married to Gunny Richardson. Why she did so is still a mystery to all of us."

"Good to meet you. Any friend of Andy's, You know." Said Becky

"I'm pleased to meet yau'll. Homer has spoken about you often." She said in a low but strong voice with a real Southern accent.

"Homer? You're first name is Homer? No shit!" laughed Luke

"FU..,Er screw you LT." Said Richardson, changing his choice of words after a raised eyebrow from his petite wife. 

Luke looked at him in suprise." I don't believe it! A Master Gunnery SGT. in the United States Marine Corps brought to heal by a 5'4" female with the twitch of an eyebrow. " He laughed

He got jabbed by an elbow in the ribs and received a dirty look from his spouse.

Uh oh. Luke knew that look well. He didn't get it very often, but when he did he knew he was in trouble.

"Sorry Gunny, Anita." He apologized. His actions rewarded by a slight smile from his wife.

Jay Edwards laughed, "I would say something similar, but my wife has a dungeon, whips and chains. And knows how to use them." 

Donna just smirked. "Something can be said for knowing about such things."

Lelia said in a serious tone, "Maybe I should get you to teach me. Luke has been getting out of hand recently."

"Why I would love to dear. Now that I know you are so close it would be fun and so informative." Said Donna

Luke looked at her in suprise. Lelia had never voiced any interest in that kink before. Actually their sex life had been rather vanilla since she had gotten away from Tyrone.

"I don't care as long as you practice on someone else, not me!" laughed Luke

'Donna said in her regal tone, "We'll discuss it later. Maybe after dinner."

Willie Etheridge came back in to the room. Seeing all the smiles and smirks, Willie asked, "What did I miss? Went to the head (bathroom) and missed all the fun! Damn!"

"I'd watch your language if I was you. That's what started all this." Laughed Andy

"All of what?" Willie asked

"Trust me, You really don't want to know. All I can tell you is be careful or wind up in the dungeon." Smirked Luke

"Dinner will be served in about an hour. If you folks would like to freshen up a suite has been prepared for you. One of the slaves will show you the way" she said to Luke and Lelia.

"Dr. Etheridge, Samatha has been assigned to take care of all your needs. Please follow her." Said Donna

"Oh and Samatha dear, Please be Dr. Etheridge's escort tonight. Please dress accordingly." Smirked the Mistress

"Yes Mistress." She said with a shocked look on her face.

"If you would follow me Doctor." Samatha said in her little girl voice

They walked down the hallway and up a short flight of stairs. Samatha stopped at a door and opened it.

Inside was a large room with a King sized bed and a fireplace and a standing bar.

"Samantha asked, This is your room sir. What can I do to please you sir?"

Willie looked at her for a moment. "Take all your clothes off. Slowly."

Samantha bowed her head and began removing her French maid uniform exposing her matching yellow corset, panties, stockings and bra. She had at least D cup breasts and a very small waist, with a perfectly proportioned butt. She looked like sex on the hoof.

She then unhooked her bra and exposed her large breasts with gold nipple rings. These made her nipple stretch out at least and inch and a half.

She turned around with her back to Willie. "Will you unhook my corset please? I can't do it by myself." She asked

Willie stood and looked at the hook. It was very intricate with a small padlock at the top. 

Samantha remembered before he could say anything. "Oh, that here is the Key." As she pulled a gold chain from around her neck. A small locket held a gold key inside.

Willie unlocked the lock and loosened the laces enough to allow Samantha to unhook the hooks down the front.

"Isn't that uncomfortable?" asked Willie

"No Dr. Etheridge. I've worn one for so long that I'm uncomfortable without one. I guess my muscles got lazy." She giggled

She then removed it, exposing a firm flat stomach with at the most a 20" waist.

Damn, thought Willie. I've never seen a waist that small on such a tall women.

"She asked, Do you want me to remove my stockings also. There stay ups."

"No. That's okay. I want to see the goods." He said

Samantha then slowly pulled down her skimpy panties. Exposing a perfectly hairless slit. Long thick lips were closed by small snaps from top to bottom. Each covered with a small diamond. A gold ring with a small emerald at the bottom pierced the skin at the top.

"Damn girl! That is the hottest thing I've ever seen. And I've seen a lot." Willie remarked.

"I glad you like Dr. Etheridge. It's for you to enjoy. Plus anything else you like. I'm at your command, Sir." Explained Samantha with her head bowed.

"Come here Girl." Willie said

Samantha walked to him still with her head bowed.

"Look at me. First of all call me Willie. All my friends do. And I think we're going to become close friends." He said in a soft voice

"I'm not going to hurt you. That's not my style. I want you to enjoy being with me. Okay?" he asked

"Yes, Willie" she said shyly

"Good. Let's get on the bed. After you undress me first, of Course." he laughed

Samantha smiled as she started unbuttoning his shirt. She soon had it off and ran her hands over his broad chest, slowly circling his small male nipples. That made them stand up at attention.

Willie let out a low moan as she unhooked and unzipped his trousers. Then dropped to her knees to finish removing them, She then removed his socks leaving Willie dressed in his blue silk boxers.

Samantha then pulled them down and out sprung his erect tool. All 10" of it.

"Samantha purred, "What do we have here?" as she ran her long fingernails up and down the shaft. 

"Let's see how it's tastes. I bet it's just like chocolate ice cream." She said as she pointed it to her waiting mouth.

She ran her tongue round and the head. Then up and down the length of the shaft. Up and down, round and round. She had Willie on his tip toes. Sweat was popping out on his forehead.

Willie finally pushed her away. He said, "Damn baby. I don't want to come so quick. Let's get on the bed."

Samantha pulled back the covers and laid down in the bed. 

She batted her long eye lashes at Willie and said, "Come here big boy, let me show you some of the other things I can do for you."

Willie looked at her, "Remember Honey I'm an old man. You got to have mercy on me. I don't know if my old ticker can stand the strain." He laughed

"Don't worry, Honey" she purred, "I know what I'm doing. Just lay back and let me work. I'll make it all better."

"Let me unsnap that pussy Baby. I want to see what's inside." Willie said reaching for the snaps.

Samantha jumped back as if he was trying to hit her. She got a frightened look on her face.

"No Willie. I have a bunch of other things to use. Try my ass. It's better than any pussy around. Please don't make me unsnap, Please." She cried

Willie saw the look of fear, almost terror in her eyes. He reached out and pulled her into his arms. 

"It's okay Baby. Don't cry. There's nothing to cry about. " Willie comforted her

Samantha looked at him. "I guess I owe you the truth. Please don't hurt me okay?" she asked

"I told you, hurting women is not my bag. I've never hit a women before and sure not about to start now. " He said in a reassuring voice

Samantha reached down and popped the snaps open one by one. As she did the last one, Willie could see what was hidden.

A Dick. A small one to be sure, but still a dick.

Willie slid away from Samantha. He was shaken. Usually he could tell a shemale from a mile away. But he had no clue until she undid the snaps.

Samantha, crying, moved to get off of the bed. 

She said "I'm sorry, Dr. Etheridge. But I've seen you several times visiting Master Richardson, and was attracted to you. I'll arrange for another escort."

Willie reached over and pulled her into his arms again. "Quiet girl. I don't want another escort. I'm happy with the one I have. Just a bit suprised." He said

"Tell me how you ended up like you have. It must be some story." He chuckled

Samantha looked at him. "It's a tale of what happens when you think you're super stud, and read too many cuckold stories. Andy's ex-wife picked me up in a bar downtown. She said she was looking for a real man. A black stud. I asked about her husband. She said he was out of town that week. And even if he was home he was such a wimp that it wouldn't matter. So off to her house we went."

"We were getting it on when Andy returned. The sight of his wife getting screwed in his bed must have stunned him. We were able to overpower him and tie him to a chair in the bedroom. We went back to business. When I got done, I told him I was in charge now. Then wiped my cum covered dick on his face. I told her I would call later and left."

"Andy must have gotten loose. He called Mistress to arrange for His wife to be turned into a lesbian slave and me into a shemale slut. I had called the house and Andy told me not to bring my ass near his house or his wife again. Of course I hauled butt over there and he zapped me with a stun gun. I felt a needle prick in my arm and was out cold."

"The next thing I knew, I was hanging upside down from the ceiling with no hair on my body, a butt plug in my rear, and a penis gag in my mouth. The room was cold and about every ten seconds a shot of cold water would hit causing me to swing back and forth. This went on for hours."

"Someone finally took me down. I was too cold and scared to offer any resistance. I was sedated again. I have no idea how long I was out."

"When I woke up again, I was in a room that looked like a hospital room. Mistress was standing at the end of the bed.

She said, " You are at The Peachtree Training Center. You made a bad mistake. You screwed with one of the most deadly killers in the world. You're lucky that you aren't dead. But you are at a crossroad."

"Andrew is very pissed off at you. You will become a shemale slave. That's a given. But there are different levels. So far, we have removed all your hair, shortened your tendons in your ankles, done some facial reconstruction, and castrated you. You have no balls. Understand that. There is no going back. You and Andy's slut wife are dead and buried."

"Andy wants you to have EEE breasts, a huge ass, and have all your teeth removed and fetish dentures installed. Plus he wants you to have permanent clown like make up applied. We can do that easily."

"But if you are a good girl and cooperate, things won't be so bad. You'll be made a beautiful women with a small dick. Also we'll make sure enough tissue is left for a sex change if you want it at a later date. But let me warn you, one false move and it's back to the original plan. Understand?"

There really wasn't much choice in the matter. I nodded my agreement.

Mistress said, "Good choice, Samantha. You'll go back to sleep and when you wake up again, the training begins."

"I was tested through out my training. I passed every test. I took to femininity like a fish to water. I did everything I was told to do without question or hesitation. Whether I wanted to or not. I worked my way up one step at a time. I'm now in charge of the household staff. I also pick which slaves are assigned to which VIP."

"I don't usually escort or serve anymore. But I was attracted to you and wanted to get to know you. So here I am." Samantha finished

Willie looked at Samantha. Damn, he thought. I always knew Summers was a mean SOB, but man oh man. 

"Samantha dear, This all comes as a shock to me. I don't usually indulge with women like you." Willie said as he watched her face fall.

"But there is something about you that draws me like a moth to a flame . Let's eat dinner and we'll talk about it some more, Okay?" he asked her

"That's fair enough. And more than I can hope for." She said as she got up from the bed and started dressing.

"You are very beautiful Samantha." Said Willie. If I hadn't seen it myself, I wouldn't have believed it."

Samantha smiled, "Thank you kind sir. Would you relace my corset please? My back hurts if I go too long without it."

She turned her back and Willie tightened the laces. "How tight?" he asked

"As tight as it will go. I'm used to it." She laughed

"I'll come back for you in 20 minutes. Don't be late. The mistress won't like it." She said. "It's not nice when the Mistress gets pissed off."




Luke and Lelia Ch. 04



Samantha kissed Willie lightly on the lips. "Later my Love." And floated out the door.

Dinner at Eight 

At 10 minutes to eight, he heard a tapping on his door. He called "Come on in."

The woman who walked through his door was a vision. She was dressed from head to toe in a long white satin and lace dress. It covered her arms to her wrists and her legs to he ankles. She was wearing the highest hi heals he had ever seen. The dress also outlined her trim waist, perfect butt, and exposed a large portion of those beautiful breasts.

Her hair was curled in a loose twist around her head exposing her long graceful neck. She had a white choker with a cameo in the center, She was lightly made up. Just enough to emphasize her features.

She was beauty, style and grace defined. Dr. William Etheridge Ph.D., knew he was a gonner. There was no hope for escape now. He was hooked.

"What do you think? I clean up pretty well, huh?" she asked shyly

Willie pulled her into his embrace. "You are stunning! Just stunning!" he exclaimed as he lightly caressed his lips with his own.

"Thank you kind sir." She whispered in his ear.

Pulling away she said," We need to beat feet to the dinning room. If we're late Mistress will have my butt."

"No ones having that butt but me. I'm laying claim to it right now." Willie growled.

Samatha laughed as they left the room to head for dinner.

When they arrived everyone but the Mistress and Jay were seated. They took their places as the Mistress and Andy entered.

She took her place at the head of the table with Jay to her right. He helped her sit and then took his place.

Willie looked around the table. Everyone was formally dressed. The woman all wore long gowns and the men suits and ties.

Mistress asked, " Everyone taken care of alright? I hope your quarters were all satisfactory? The selection of clothes okay?"

Luke answered, "Everything was wonderful. Thank you for your hospitality."

"Yes, your selection of clothes was breathtaking. And having a lady's maid was great. I could get used to all that pampering." Lelia chuckled

"We have lots of visitors and their taste vary. Some of them only have taste in their mouths. So we must be prepared. We'll see about a ladies maid for you. " Mistress smirked

Luke rolled his eyes. "Oh crap, I'm in big trouble now. First Dom training and now a ladies maid." He groaned

Lelia gave him a smirky look. "Gee Honey, I just love your friends. They are so interesting."

Becky quickly broke in. "Samatha, you look wonderful. Just like a dream."

"Thank you Mistress Becky." She whispered

"Yes Samatha, you do look good. Said Donna " After dinner I need to see you, Becky, and Anita in my office for a few minutes. "

"Yes Mistress." She answered

Dinner continued with pleasant conversation and good food and wine.

Jay stood and told the men, "Lest retire to the parlor and enjoy an after dinner Brandy. And of course you Leila also. We can find some nice wine for you."

"No, Jay. I want Lelia to come with us. She might find it interesting. Plus we'll discuss plans for that piece of rubbish that arrived today." said Donna

The ladies walked down the hall to Mistress's ornate office. Donna waved them all to chairs except for Samatha.

"Come here Samatha." She said

She walked over to her Mistress, and bowed her head.

"Look at me girl" She said in a warm voice.

Samatha looked at Donna.

"You have done well. I did not hold much hope for you but you suprised me. I am proud of your progress."

She reached behind Samantha's neck and unclasped her choker. Underneath was a shiny steel collar about 1 1/2 inch in diameter with a flat spot on the back. Mistress reached behind her and put the prongs of her ring into the matching holes in the flat spot. She turned it and the collar popped open.

"You are now free. You are no longer a slave. You can stay or leave. We want you to stay and continue your fine work with the house. If you choose to leave we will give you a new identity and find a position for you. But we really would love you to stay." She said

The former slave broke into tears. She couldn't believe it. She was free.

Donna pulled her into an embrace. "Don't cry dear. You earned it. It will be okay."

"Mistress, I would love to stay. I love my job and I love you too. But I have one favor to ask." She said 

Donna looked at her questionably.

"I would like to have the final operation done. I want to become a total woman. I'm so close now. I want to finish." Explained Samatha

Mistress smiled, " That's not a problem at all. And since I hired Dr. Andrewski, we have gotten some wonderful results. "

"Who is Dr. Andrewski?" asked Leila. 

" He is the new Doctor I hired from Eastonia. Dr. Andrewski worked for the KGB during the cold war. He is defiantly an artist. Probably the most talented plastic and reconstructive surgeon I've every seen." Answered Donna.

"I have some scars that another surgeon worked on but couldn't completely fix. They are from piercings and tattoos from when I was sold to that bastard Tyrone. You think he might look at them to see what he can do? Of course I'll be glad to pay him. " Said Lelia

"Sure. I'll set it up. He really doesn't have that much to do. But as far as pay, he doesn't care about money. I take care of his financial needs. He loves girls like Samatha and Anita. Like Becky and I used to be. I give him all the fun he can handle." Laughed Donna

"What do you mean like you and Becky and Anita. I know about Samatha?" Lelia asked 

Then the answer hit her. "No way in hell is Anita a shemale. And you and Becky are too perfect."

Donna laughed, " I started life as Donald Farnsworth. I became a woman on my own. Becky was a nasty young man as was Anita. I helped adjust their attitudes. Becky had her SRS (Sexual Reassignment Surgery) two years ago. She and Andy decided that was what they wanted. Richardson likes Anita as she is."

"I'll be damned. That's the most amazing thing I've every seen or heard." Exclaimed Lelia

"Remember around here things are seldom like they appear to be. It's never boring anyway." Laughed Becky

"Speaking of which, we need to decide what you want done to that maggot. I have the preliminaries started. I had to change sequence because of the wound. But this way will still work." Explained Donna

"What are my options?" asked Lelia. "I want that bastard to pay. He's the reason I can't have children from the scar tissue. I want him to suffer real bad. " cried Lelia

"We can make him ugly, pretty, feminine or masculine. Big boobs, no boobs, tattoos, rings, castrated, high voice, low voice, slut make up, big butt, whatever you decide." Said Becky

Donna said, "There are also things that you need to decide. It is real expensive. Even at cost. If you make him too ugly, she has a limited resale value. But if she's pretty, we can make money. How much time and money do you want to spend." 

"Money is no object. Luke is a billionaire. He said I could do whatever I wanted. But if we make him real fem, before he wakes up. Sex change and all, it will drive him over the edge quickly. It will last forever. Maybe dump him out in a big city to fend for herself. No idea who or what she is. No money, no memory, no nothing!" chuckled Lelia evilly.

Donna got her Mistress face on. "That is totally nasty! I love it! We're going to be good friends, Lelia. I like the way you think!"

Anita asked, "That's okay, but how about letting her remember who she used to be, but unable to tell anyone or do anything about it. That would be much worse. Or sell him to one of his victims as a lady's maid at her beck and call."

Mistress laughed, looking at Lelia. "You did say you wanted a ladies maid. What could be more perfect. We train her from jump street to serve you. It's great!"

Lelia got a thoughtful look on her face. "I'll have to think about it and discuss it with Luke. I don't know if he would want her around. We'll see."

Donna turned to Samatha. "When do you want the surgery? I'll tell the Doc. He's bored anyway."

"I'd like to have it as soon as possible, Mistress." She answered

"Okay, I'll call him and tell him to get ready for tomorrow morning. I'll also get him to look at you, Lelia. While Samatha is prepped. " she said.

Hugging Samatha in a tight hug, she said, "When were in private you can call me Donna, Okay?"

Thank you, Donna." She said shyly

Becky looked at Donna. They seemed to be communicating without words. Donna shrugged her shoulders. "Ask her. Nothing ventured, nothing gained."

Becky looked at Lelia, "I don't know how open you and Luke are about sex, but we're very open. If you're not interested that's okay. No big deal. But a couple of times a week , we change partners for the night. That way no one gets bored. We're all disease free and very particular. So if you're interested that's great. " she said

Lelia looked at Becky and Donna. She was getting tired of the straight almost vanilla sex she and Luke had been having. Maybe they needed to try new things. They we're confident enough in their relationship that it shouldn't cause jealousy.

"It's okay with me. But Luke makes the final decision. I won't do anything with anyone without his permission. I paid too much the last time." She said

"Well, lets go check with the guys. They should have asked Luke by now. I haven't heard any furniture breaking, so he must not be too pissed off." Laughed Donna

She stopped and looked at Samatha. "Who do you want, Willie?" Donna asked

Samatha answered shyly. "Not really Mistress. I want him to be my first as a real female. I don't want him to remember me as a shemale."

"Okay, You can have Richardson." She looked at Anita. "Okay?"

"Fine with me Donna. He's had her before." She answered matter of factly.

"Well, here goes nothing." Chuckled Becky, as the women walked back into the drawing room.

As they entered the room all the men came to their feet. Luke looked at Lelia with a look of anticipation.

Lelia laughed. Looking at the women, she said. "I can see they asked him. Judging by the bulge in his trousers, he's okay with it.'

All the men but Luke busted out laughing. Luke looked kind of sheepish.

He looked at Lelia. "Let's talk about this in private for a minute, Okay?"

Lelia nodded. Donna pointed to a door to their left. "Use that room. Remember, no pressure. Do this only if you want too."

After they entered the room, Luke pulled his wife into his arms and kissed her soundly on the lips. 

"Okay honey, what do you really think?" he asked

"Luke, it's okay with me. But it has to be right for you. I worked too hard to regain your love and respect to throw it away again. It might be fun too do something different with people we trust. But the final decision is yours." She stated

Luke looked at the most important person in his life. "I think it might be fun also. Maybe we can widen our sexual horizons a little. I trust these men with my life. And if they chose these women, they must be okay too. Lets do it!" He said

They walked into the room hand and hand. Smiling.

END OF PART IV.

In the next part see how the night turns out and what the final decisions are on the new ladies maid.

Please note: I am working on the next part of Shannon's revenge. I actually published a version once. But it stunk. So I'm working on it and several other stories. Please be patient.

A personal note to the asshole who sends me an e-mail about how bad my stories are each time I post one. Screw you! Dumb ass! Don't read them!!