A Date with Amy Pt. 06

Early Monday morning I gave Amy a big kiss. Told her I loved her and would call her on my personal phone to check in. With that I was off for my usual Monday routine. About 8:30 I went up to the Accounting Department and met with Jason. I told him about Amy's bout with food poisoning and the doctor's orders to take 3 days off to recover. Jason expressed concern for her health.

Janson said, "Amy is the best person on my staff. I count on her to keep this place moving. I hope she gets better soon."

I assured him, "I suspect that by Thursday she will back better than ever. She was embarrassed that food poisoning put her out of action. She asked that you not share her illness with anyone."

Jason replied, "Nothing to be embarrassed about that. It happened to me a year ago. It took me a week to recover. Tell her not to worry, just get better."

With that I returned to my work on the first floor. With the ARS project moving forward, I relied upon my team to take make certain the many details were taken care of before the product launch. Things were running smoothly. I checked in with Amy several times and she seemed to be more concerned about me than about herself. I kept reassuring her I was fine. I did schedule a blood test with my doctor just to check things out after my encounter with the thugs.

After lunch I received a call from Shelia in HR. "I have a couple of candidates I think you might want to consider for our open position." That seemed normal. The next question was strange. "Amy called in sick today. Do you have any information about her condition?" How did Shelia know I was seeing Amy?

I responded, "I am sorry to hear she is out sick, but I don't know anything." It became clear to me that Shelia was somehow involved with Vicky and company, but I didn't know her role.

After work I pickup dinner at Daddy's, a local neighborhood restaurant. The interior of the restaurant was vintage 1970's, the good food and friendly environment made it a favorite for folks living in northwest Tampa Bay. Reaching Amy's house, I was greeted with a big hug that said, "Please don't let go of me." We must have held each other for a couple of minutes.

"I brought dinner for us tonight. It is my famous recipe."

Looking at me, "Famous recipe?"

"Yes, it is a secret family recipe I learned from my mother. When she didn't want to cook, she simply called my dad and he picked up dinner at their favorite Italian restaurant. It's not Italian but I hope you like it."

Smiling, "I could get to like this secret family recipe."

With a glass of wine, we ate dinner. Still recovering from the ordeal of Saturday, we sat on the lanai for a while enjoying the evening. About 9:00 Amy said," I need to get naked and go to bed, will you join me?"

"That is the best idea I have heard all day but only if you let me get naked with you."

With a chuckle, "After all we have been through together in just a week, that would be my honor to have you naked with me."

Tuesday morning dawned a clear skies and warm temperatures. I phoned the office indicating I would not be in today but would be visiting several vendors who would be supplying materials for the ARS project. My noise must have grown 3 inches but there was some truth that I would not be in the office.

After a simple breakfast and getting dressed we headed for Tampa International Airport to meet Lucas and Bruno when they arrived. Amy look very attractive wearing a white blouse, blue slacks and white shoes. I wore a red polo shirt and black slacks.

As we waited by the tram at Concourse C Amy asked, "Have met these men before?"

"No"

"How will you recognize them?"

"Great question, I hope they will be wearing Cleveland Indians shirts or hat. Maybe they will recognize us."

As passengers arrived from Cleveland, we stood conspicuously out in the center of the area looking like we were waiting for someone. As the third tram arrived two men who might be our guests approached us. "Hi, my name is Lucas, are you Jim?"

Smiling I extended my hand, "Welcome to Tampa I am pleased to meet you."

After I introduced Amy to Lucas and he introduced us to Bruno, "I asked how did you recognize us?"

Lucas responded, "John told me to look for the ugliest guy in Tampa with a beautiful woman with him and that will be Jim."

As he laughed I responded, "That's John my good friend."

Since they only had carry-on luggage, we headed to my car parked on the 7th floor of the terminal. I took them to Whiskey Joe's for lunch. The restaurant is close to the airport and has a great view of Tampa Bay. After ordering lunch, we got down to business.

Lucas started, "Uncle Carmine told me that Amy has been having trouble from a couple of blackmailers"

While Amy nodded, I said, "Yes she has. These bastards apparently are into sex traffic using blackmail to ensnare most women but also some men. They are clever and as I learned Saturday they can also be brutal."

"I understand that the woman is named Vicky or Victoria. Does she have a male companion who is a photographer?"

Amy immediately responded, "Yes, he is the one that takes all the pictures and videos. They use those pictures to threaten and I think ruin people's lives and reputations."

"Both of you should be aware that my uncle has been looking for this pair since they tried to blackmail his niece. They were pulling this crap in Cleveland. They apparently learned that messing with his niece Cindi was not smart and they left town. My uncle wants to have a conversation with them. You may be helping us find these slugs."

During the entire lunch Bruno never said a word. As my friend John had shared with me on the phone all you need to do was look at his facial expressions. It was clear he had more than a passing interest in this couple.

"Lucas, I believe that there are more people involved with this pair. If we can smoke them out, it would help a number of people."

Looking over at Bruno he said, "You know we can be very persuasive and they will share with us all the members of their circle of friends."

Bruno just raised his eyebrows. That said it all.

Amy provided them with all the information she had about where Vicky and Paul hung out. We then dropped Lucas and Bruno off at Hertz so they could rent a car.

"Jim, we will be in touch. We may need some assistance, but we'll let you know. If for some reason Vicky should contact you, call me immediately on my cell." After giving me his cell number, the "tourists" from Youngstown were off doing whatever they do.

It was 3:00 in the afternoon when I received a text message. "I thought you would like a copy of a picture of you pleasing one of my friends. Meet me at Baxter's at 5:30. No excuses just be there. Bring your sick whore with you. I am sure she has recovered from whatever. The attached picture will not enhance your career if you become known as a faggot."

The picture was of me naked and being fucked by one of Vicky's goons. It was painful to look at.

My initial response text response, "I will meet you at 5:30 but Amy stays home."

Within a minute a sharp response to my text. "Both of you must be here. I have a client that wants to meet both of you. No excuses. Amy is not sick but hiding and she comes, or both of your pictures get sent to places you don't want them to go."

My final response, "We will be there at 5:30"

I immediately called Lucas and gave him the details. He simply said, "We will be there. Don't worry let us take care of things. Just play along with them."

The afternoon passed very quickly. Amy was getting nervous. "Why don't I just quit my job and leave Florida for somewhere out of state. That way they can't hurt you or me."

"Honey, it is too late for that. They have both our pictures and will blackmail us until we are no longer of any use to them or they are stopped. You met Lucas and Bruno. Do you think they will let anything happen? If Vicky and Paul are who Lucas thinks they are, the happy couple will win an all expense paid trip to Youngstown. Not a place they want to visit."

Driving to Baxter's Amy held my hand tightly and wanted to hold onto me. Parking the car, I noticed a white Ford utility van parked near Vicky's black Mercedes. Strange to see that type of vehicle here. The vehicle's lights flashed as we passed by. I then understood it was the "tourists" from Youngstown.

Vicky was sitting at her usual spot. She got up and greeted us like old friends and gave both of us a hug. I thought, "What a bitch."

She ordered us a drink but based upon Amy's experience neither of us took a sip. After about 30 minutes of nervous chit chat Vicky got to the point.

"You are going to entertain two of my guests this evening. You will do whatever they want you to do. Jim, you will be the main attraction while Amy will be used to please both men as they desire."

I gulped. I was going to be just another one of Vicky's sex slaves. But I held my cool knowing that Lucas and Bruno were ready with a surprise. Amy did start having nervous shakes.

"Please Vicky, I will do whatever they want but please let Jim leave in peace."

Vicky just smirked, "He is the main attraction tonight. In fact, you are here only to make certain he came tonight. I know he would not do anything that would hurt you."

At that minute Paul strolled into the bar. "Sorry I am late, but traffic was at a dead stop on the Howard Frankland."

Vicky frowned, "Let's get out of here. We will take my car."

Turning to Amy and I she ordered, "You both will sit in the back. Amy you know what is expected. You both will strip and give me your clothes."

As we approached the black Mercedes the side door on the white van was thrown open. Out jumped Lucas and Bruno. Their orders were simple, "Shut up and get in the Van and no one gets hurt." Bruno's dominating look was enough to intimidate Paul. Vicky wanted to scream but Bruno's large hand covered her mouth, and she was forced into the van.

Lucas told Amy and I to follow in our car. "We will go to the place where all the pictures and videos have been made. If our guests are not cooperative, do you know the way?"

Nodding Amy said, "Yes, I know the way. Why don't we lead the way just in case Vicky and Paul are not cooperating?"

The smile on Lucas' face said it all. "They will cooperate."

The 30-minute trip was uneventful. Reaching Paul's studio, I parked up the street while the van parked across from the stairs leading to the second-floor studio. The deserted street made escorting Vicky and Paul across to the studio very easy. Vicky had something stuck in her mouth so she couldn't yell. Paul just followed instruction.

Once inside the studio Vicky was forced to sit in a straight back chair while Paul was ordered to pull out all the pictures and videos he had period. A look from Bruno was all that was needed to get Paul scrabbling to do as he was told.

About 15 minutes later there was a knock at the door. Lucas smiled, "I will handle this."

Two men, apparently Vicky's "guests" stood outside. Stepping out on the landing Lucas looked impressive.

He said, "Good evening gentlemen I am with St Petersburg vice squad. I assume you are here either to have a portrait taken or for reasons why we are raiding this place. Which one is it?"

One of the men replied, "We are sorry. We heard this was a bar. We made a mistake and want to leave."

Lucas' smooth reply, "I am sure you made a mistake, but I would recommend you try another bar and not contact the owners of this place unless you want to spend time in our jail."

With that both men quickly exited the stairs.

Upon returning to the studio Lucas was laughing. "Those guys looked like two deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. Once they decided to move, they almost ran down the steps and to their car."

The ding on Lucas' cell indicated an incoming message. After reading it he smiled. "We got them!"

Seeing the puzzled look on my face Lucas smiled, "Once we had these two in the van I took their pictures and sent them to the boss. He apparently got confirmation from his niece that these were the two that tried to blackmail her in Cleveland. They are invited to Youngstown for a conversation."

I asked, "Before you take them, can we make certain that we have all the pictures, videos and names of other victims who need to be freed from this pair. I also want to know who else is involved. Based upon my experience, there are others who contribute to this blackmail ring."

"We can do that. Bruno will you make certain Paul has given you all the pictures. If there are websites with pictures on them have him delete all of them. Make certain he understands I mean all pictures, videos, websites and anything else they may have used to blackmail people."

Nodding his head, Paul quickly responded digging out more pictures, videos and diary of dates and people involved.

Showing me the diary I quickly recognized some of the people listed. "Amy please look at this with me. I recognize Marie and Diane from Sir Arthur's place. Do you know any of these others?"

After looking through the diary, "Oh my god, there are 14 women and 3 men listed. Of which 7 women and 1 man are with our company. They are all single or divorced women. The guy, Gary, works in customer service."

"Lucas, I need some help, I need to know who is Vicky's accomplice? We have a number of coworkers being blackmailed. Can you get Vicky to tell us who all her partners in this sex trafficking ring are?"

Pulling the handkerchief out of Vicky's mouth. Lucas asked her, "I want to know who you work with here in Tampa?"

The contemptuous look in her eyes followed by silence spoke defiance.

Lucas made a final appeal, "Vicky, you are in deep trouble. I recommend that you cooperate and give me the information. If not, the alternative, will not be pleasant and you will give me the information in the end."

Her cold icy look finished the conversation.

"Bruno, does Paul understand what I want done?"

For the first time Bruno spoke, "Lucas, he very clearly understands and is complying. The stack of pictures and videos in the center of the room are most of the stuff. He knows I expect everything."

"Bruno, I need your help with a woman who does not want to give me the information I am requesting. She is the one who tried to blackmail your cousin Cindi. I think you need to convincer her that it is not wise to argue with me."

Without saying a word, Bruno jammed the handkerchief back in Vicky's mouth. Attaching a rope to a hook in the ceiling used to mount camera lighting, he pulled her up tied her hand cuffed hands to pulled her up.

Without any comment Vicky's clothes were stripped off her and she hung in the room naked and vulnerable.

The shocked look on Amy and my faces indicated that we did not expect to see the once dominant woman looking like an unwilling submissive.

"Okay, before things get out of hand here, I want to know who your partners are."

With tears starting to run down her cheeks, Vicky nodded indicating she would give up the information. Bruno lowered her and sat the naked, trembling woman back in the chair.

Removing the handkerchief, "Now give us the names and contact information."

Vicky pointed to her cellphone which had been in her purse. "All of my slaves, partners and guests are in separate directories. "

Grabbing the phone Lucas pulled up the directories one at a time. The names of the victims were clearly named, Her customers were only identified by code names. The smallest group were her partners. Their identities were also coded.

"I don't care about your clients, but I do want to know the names of your partners."

Vicky hesitated but Bruno grabbed her nipples and squeezed. With a pain scream she said ok.

There were four partners. One was a real estate broker who specialized in helping single women find "safe homes". A second partner ran an upscale massage parlor. The third was the bartender at Baxter's. The fourth was Shelia. It became clear she was a major provider of victims.

Lucas then asked, "How much did this group of sex slaves earn for you?"

Hesitating again, Bruno grabbed a dildo that had been used by former clients who tormented their slaves. Lifting Vicky off the chair he rammed it up her ass. Screaming in pain she, "Cried please pull it out I will tell you want you want."

After twisting it in her for a second, Bruno pulled it out. "How much did you earn?"

The reply, "We earned close to $1.5 million over the past 18 months. After expense and sharing with partners we netted about $850,000."

Lucas pressed for more information. "You must have had a very high end clientele."

"They were generous and paid well. We had some who paid a monthly fee. Amy for example generated close to $200,000 over the time she worked for me."

I angrily responded, "You bitch you sold her like a slave."

Amy just cried. "All I was a toy for people to use and Vicky make money."

Lucas said, "Let's finish the group. Give me Vicky's phone."

Bruno handed him the phone. Then Lucas took several pictures of Vicky naked sitting on the chair.

"Vicky, you are going to text these pictures to your partners with the following message, "Paul and I are leaving Tampa. The people who took these pictures know who you are and would like to talk with you about your future with their group. Send your response to my phone."

All of the photos and videos were boxed up. Lucas gave them to me. "You can do whatever you want with these. Burning them would be the best way to dispose of them unless you wanted to use them for some other purpose."

Bruno helped load six banker's boxes into my car. The camera equipment was loaded into the van. Finally, Vicky, still naked, with the handkerchief back in her mouth and Paul were put into the back of the van.

"Jim, I wish you and Amy the best. The boss said he owes you for helping him catch our friends. If you ever need anything give him a call."

The van drove away headed for Ohio. Amy and I got back in the car and started for her home.

Amy asked, "Now that this is over, are you sure you can respect and love me. After all I spent over a year as it turns out being a high-priced whore?"

Holding her hand, "Remember that woman I met at the company Christmas party; the one I had dinner with at Woody's; and spent the best night of life in her bed? That is Amy the woman I love. That is you. I don't care nor do I want you to think about those day. Let's build a future together. Besides you have such a cute ass I can't resist."

Laughing Amy could only say, "I love you."

The next day at the office the gossip surrounded Shelia's sudden resignation and leaving town because of an emergency family situation.

Before leaving Lucas had assured me that Vicky would send each of the victims a text letting them know that all the material had been destroyed and they would never hear from her again.

Amy made a point to say hi to Marie and Diane and they provided moral support for each other.

The six banker's boxes along with all their contents were taken to a friend's country get away in Highland County and burned. They and all the evil that went with them are now ashes and bad memories.

As for Amy and I life has gotten even better. After moving in together we decided to get married. Her son and daughter never would know about that time in their mother's life. The blackmail survivors and I all are doing well.