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Jack was right, of course. Even when whipped or paddled, one did not escape from stocks. He pushed me forward and I led Mistress Dark to the stocks and put her hands and head in the pillory and fastened her in.
"I'm sorry we've led this danger to your house," I said as I locked it down.
"Me, too," she said. "It doesn't seem as if he's interested in us. Be careful. Don't endanger your baby."
"I will."
I slowly moved back to Jack with my hands raised.
"I'd like to give this bitch a taste of her own medicine," Jack said. He pointed to a butt plug and a large dildo. "Why don't you shove these into that whore's ass and cunt."
"I though you were only interested in Lisa and I," I said.
"She's emasculating that fucking guy," Jack responded, pointing to the male slave with a cock cage on his equipment. "She can have a fucking dose of her own shit."
It was a large plug, nearly as large as the one Master was making me wear. I looked for some lube.
"What the fuck are you doing? Put that shit into her."
"I'm looking for lubricant," I explained.
"Forget lubricant. Just shove into her ass and cunt."
Approaching Mistress Dark, I apologized again.
"Do what he says," she said. "I've worn them before."
At least her cunt was wet. She'd cum as the slaves had pleasured her before. I moistened the plug in her pussy before pushing it into her ass. She didn't even grunt, not wanting to give Jack the satisfaction. Nor did she protest when I pushed the big dildo into her cunt.
"Come here, turn your back to me again," Jack said.
Once again, he placed the cuffs on me. He pushed me in front of him. "Lead me to the garage."
As I was closing the door to the dungeon, we both heard the garage door cycling.
"What the fuck!" Jack said, pushing me faster.
He crowded behind me using me as a shield when we went through the door. The outer garage door was open and only Lucia was in the room, sitting Indian style on the floor, sanding a board.
"Where are the others?" Jack demanded. "Where's my wife?"
"No hablo inglés," Lucia said.
Lucia spoke English as well as I did. What was she doing?
"Why the fuck can't you damn immigrants learn to speak English, you fucking spic!" Jack shouted.
"No hablo inglés," Lucia said, calmly sanding the wood in her lap.
"Where are the others?" He shouted, as if volume would make him understood.
"No hablo inglés," Lucia replied. "No sé lo qué estás diciendo."
"It's obvious they left," I said, pointing to the open garage door. "Lisa's gone and so are the others. She didn't go because she didn't know what's happening."
"Do you speak Mexican?" Jack demanded.
"Very little, but she's not Mexican."
"She still speaks spic. Ask her what happened; why everyone else left?"
"¿Qué ha pasado?" I asked.
"Teléfono." Lucia pointed at the telephone sitting on the hood of the car. My phone.
"Something on the phone," I said.
"Go get it," Jack said.
"I'll need my cuffs removed," I replied.
"No you don't. Pick it up with your hands behind your back." He pushed me towards the hood of the car. He kept his gun trained about halfway between me and Lucia.
Moving to the hood of the car, I moved my hands around on the hood, trying to grasp the phone. I succeeded in knocking it down on the ground. Jack looked towards me and the phone, disgusted, though he kept his gun trained between us. As soon as he did, Lucia pulled the gun from between her legs and shot him four times. Right through the Twinkie. She didn't even aim. He didn't even squeeze the trigger, dead before he knew it. The four gunshots loud in the confines of the garage even with the door opened.
"Where are the others?" Lucia asked.
"Tied up in the dungeon," I said, my ears still ringing.
"Are they hurt? Do they need an ambulance?"
"No, they're unharmed," I replied.
She calmly got the handcuff keys off Jack's body and unlocked my cuffs.
"Release them and tell them to get dressed. Police are on the way."
Luca pushed the gun out of Jack's hand and kicked it towards the open door of the garage.
"Don't touch anything you don't have to. This is now a crime scene."
She handed me my phone and told me I could call Lisa and tell them to come back once the others were released.
"What happened?" I asked.
"First things first. Release the others, call Lisa. You might want to call Scott too; let him know what happened. I'll have to explain it all to the police anyway. You can listen then."
Doing what Lucia said, I hurried back to the dungeon.
"We heard shots," Mistress Dark said. "Is everyone okay?"
"Jack isn't. Lucia shot him. Where are the keys to the pillory? Police are on the way. You need to get dressed."
"Release Rose, she knows where they are."
I quickly released Rose, and as she got the keys to unlock the stocks, I removed the butt plug and dildo from Mistress Dark's body. Rose released her and the three of us quickly released the others. The slaves scurried away to dress. Mistress Dark put on the rest of her outfit, which was lying beside her chair. As soon as they were all released, I called Lisa and told her it was safe for everyone to come back, Jack was dead. Then I called Master.
"What do you want, slave?" Master asked.
"Jack found Mistress Dark's house. He came here dressed as a policeman in a squad car. Lucia shot him and he's dead. You may want to come here. Police are on their way."
"Is everyone okay? Was anyone hurt?" Master asked, panicked.
"Everyone is fine. No one harmed except Jack."
I could hear his sigh of relief over the phone. "I'll be there as soon as I can."
"Let Jerry know Reneé and the others are okay. Lucia sent them away before she shot Jack. I still don't know what happened. I need to go; I hear sirens outside."
"I'll tell him. He'll probably come with me. I'll let Chen know, too."
"Thank you, Master." I hung up and went back to the garage.
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