Birthday Pool Party Ch. 29

Detective McLorn walks out the door, leaving us alone with the asshole Dean. He keeps glaring at Daddy while impatiently tapping his fingers against the soft wood of his desk. The detective returns a couple minutes later.

"How about we get started?" the Dean suggests.

"Yes, excellent." Detective McLorn nods. "Would you please leave the room?"

"What, why?" the Dean asks sharply.

"We have some sensitive topics to go over, and it's best to be done in private." Detective McLorn says calmly, but firmly. "I'm afraid I must insist."

"Fine." the Dean huffs as he walks out the door and slams it behind him.

"Kayla, we know you reported an individual named Keith Strulk for rape." the detective tells me.

"Yes." I say in a small voice.

"I know this is hard, and I'm sorry, but this is very serious." Detective McLorn says. "We are investigating him, along with another individual, first name, David. We understand you two dated?"

"Yes." I nod. "David and I broke up when I found out he raped Lexi."

"That's why we've called you in today." the detective explains. "We've found a number of pictures and videos on cellular phones confiscated from the two young men in question. You are featured in many of them."

"I know." I say, my lower lip quivering as tears form in my eyes. Oh, God. The whole fucking police department gets to see me naked now, too.

"Here." the detective says kindly as she hands me a box of tissues.

"Thank you." I sniffle. Then I wipe my eyes.

"Did you consent for the boys to have those?" asks the detective.

"David, yes." I nod. "I sent them to him when we were dating."

"After she turned eighteen, of course." Mr. Jacobs speaks up. "My clients have not committed any crimes."

"We're not looking at Kayla as a suspect in any crime, as I've already assured you." the detective sighs.

"Good." my attorney nods. "Please continue."

"You did not consent to have them shared with Keith Strulk?" Detective McLorn asks.

"I did not." I state firmly. "I don't want Keith to have them. I don't want David to have them anymore, either, but I did send them willingly."

"We believe there is one that you did not consent to." the detective admits. "It appears to depict your assault."

"What?!" I exclaim, my head shooting up to look the detective in the eye.

"Keith recorded himself raping my daughter?" Daddy asks, fury in his voice.

"It would appear so." the detective nods. "While you appear to consent at first, you are obviously too intoxicated to do so. Then, I'm sorry to be so blunt, but during the anal sodomy, you are clearly screaming for him to stop. He doesn't. That's rape."

"I don't remember screaming." I mumble before blowing my nose. I'm tightly clenching the tissues in my hand.

"So, you can charge him with my client's assault, after all?" Mr. Jacobs inquires.

"We are not at liberty to divulge that just yet, but we are investigating still." the detective says. "Would you be willing to testify, if it comes to it?"

"Yes." I say in a confident voice. "I'll do whatever it takes."

"Between you and me, Kayla, I'm going to do everything in my power to keep him off the streets. I shouldn't have said that." the detective sighs.

"We won't tell." I say, a small smile crossing my face for the first time. "What about David?"

"Did David assault you as well?" Detective McLorn asks.

"No, but he raped Lexi! And the other girls!" I say loudly.

"What happened to Lexi is something we'll have to discuss with her. I can't bring it up with you." the detective says. "And you know about the incident that occurred a couple weeks ago?"

"Yeah, Stephanie told me." I admit.

"All I can confirm is that there was an incident that led to several young men being brought in for questioning. Phones were confiscated, which is how we found the videos and pictures of you." Detective McLorn explains.

"I-I understand." I say with a nod.

"Is there anything else, Detective?" Mr. Jacobs asks. "My client is understandably distraught, and we'd like to get her home to relax."

We end up talking for another fifteen minutes. The detective has some clarifying questions. In addition, the detective makes sure to recommend counseling. She's happy when I tell her I already have a therapist. Finally, the Dean is called back in. The Dean agrees that I should go home now, rather than finish the rest of the day at school.

"I'm going to go sit with Ms. Davis now." Mr. Jacobs says.

'Thank you, Paul." Daddy says as he shakes our attorney's hand.

Detective McLorn and Mr. Davis both leave the room. Daddy and I are now stuck in here with the Dean. He has a nasty look on his face, and looks like he wants to say something but is thinking better of it.

"Are you two heading home?" the Dean does ask.

"We're waiting on Lexi." Daddy answers. "I'm taking them both home."

"Fine." the Dean snaps.

Daddy and I sit in chairs in front of the Dean's desk, as the man does his best to ignore us. He types on his computer, doing everything in his power to act like he doesn't care at all about our presence. Asshole. After almost an hour, there's a knock on the door.

"Come in!" the Dean calls out.

Detective McLorn, Mr. Jacobs, and a terrified looking Lexi walk in. Lexi is staring down at her feet, but slowly looks up upon entering. When she sees us, some of the fear leaves her eyes, and she happily walks over to us. Daddy and I stand up to hug her.

"Here's my card." Detective McLorn says, handing each of us a card. "Call me if you think of anything that might be helpful."

"Thank you." I mumble weakly.

"Thanks." Lexi grunts.

"Thank you, Detective." Daddy says.

"I expect you girls in school tomorrow!" the Dean says.

We don't respond, but instead leave the room as a group of four. We then exit the school. Daddy thanks Mr. Jacobs for coming, and shakes his hand. Mr. Jacobs then makes his exit, promising to keep us up to date on anything he finds out.

"Are you girls okay to drive home?" Daddy asks.

"Yeah." I nod. "Yeah, we're fine."

"Okay, I'll meet you back home." he says, hugging us both.

Daddy heads to his car to drive home, while Lexi and I walk through the parking lot. We're holding hands the entire time. We finally make it to the car and hop in. Then we start the drive back to our house.

"How did it go?" Lexi asks as we start the drive.

"Keith took a video of my rape." I answer.

"He did?!" the redhead exclaims.

"Yeah, apparently when he was raping my ass I was screaming for him to stop. He didn't." I explain. "I don't remember screaming. At all."

"So, they're charging him?" she wonders.

"They wouldn't confirm it, but I think so." I say.

"This is good news, right?" Lexi asks.

"I mean, yes." I nod. "It's just, I hate the fact that the entire police department watched me getting raped! And, and, and, what if they play it for a courtroom? I don't want a jury to see that!"

"I understand." Lexi says, tears running down her cheeks. "Believe me, I understand."

"I know you do." I reply as I reach out and grasp her hand. Lexi laces our fingers, and we continue the drive.

"What happened with you?" I ask Lexi. I'm crying as well.

"Can we wait until we get home?" Lexi pleads. "I have to tell Steven as well, and I don't want to have to keep going through it. I already have to worry about telling Nicole and the girls."

"Yeah, no problem!" I agree.

We sit in silence for the rest of the drive, our entwined hands the best comfort we can provide each other. Eventually, we make it home and park the car. Then we head inside. Lexi and I both change into comfortable pajamas and meet Daddy in the main living room. He's also in comfortable clothing, namely lounge pants and a t-shirt.

Lexi and I look at Daddy as his glance shifts from me to her. Then we girls burst into tears and rush him. Soon, he has a hand on each of our heads, his fingers entwined in our hair as he holds us close. We sob into his chest.

"Shh, it's okay." Daddy coos as he kisses the tops of our heads. "I'm here. I'll always be here."

The three of us move over to the couch and sit down. Daddy's arms stay around us the entire time. It takes awhile, but we're eventually all cried out. Daddy kisses both of us on the lips and wipes away our tears with his thumbs as he gazes at us with love.

"I told Lexi about our meeting on the drive home." I say with a shaky voice.

"That's good, that's good." Daddy nods as he brushes a lock of raven hair behind my ear.

"I hope Keith never gets out of jail!" Lexi says vehemently.

"Agreed." he sighs. "We can hope."

"What happened to you, Lexi?" I wonder.

"Well, they called me out of class and stuck me in a room with a detective." Lexi begins. "The detective asked me a few questions about the party a couple of weeks ago, but obviously I don't know too much about that.

"They said they called my parents, but my parents said they wanted nothing to do with me. As we were talking, there was a knock on the door and another female detective came in. She said we had to wait for my attorney. I didn't even know I had an attorney!"

"You do now." Daddy nods. "Never speak to the police without an attorney present. Even if you're confident you've done nothing wrong."

"Anyway, Mr. Jacobs came in a little while later and we got started." Lexi continues. "All the pictures and videos Keith sent to my parents, well, he kept copies."

"We figured as much." Daddy sighs.

"Detective McLorn said it'll be hard to prove rape with those." the redhead says. "I look out of it in a lot of the pictures and videos, but I never tell anyone to stop. There's no real way to prove that I didn't want it."

"I'm sorry, Lexi." I say sincerely. Tears forming in my eyes again.

"It's not your fault." Lexi sighs. "They kept asking me if I needed a referral to a good rehab facility."

"Understandable. Keith is currently in jail on drug charges." Daddy says.

"I'm surprised they didn't ask me about that." I add.

"They must have seen you were just drunk in the video. Lexi is more obviously on something hard in the video we saw." Daddy reasons.

"Maybe." I bite my lower lip.

"Anyway, they also asked if I needed any help with a place to stay, since my parents don't want me. I kept insisting I was happy where I was, and even if things didn't work out with Steven, my brother or sister would take me in." Lexi tells us. "The detective seemed happy to realize I had a support system."

"So, it looks like Keith is definitely getting charged for raping Kayla. He's also still in jail on drug charges, thanks to Jason." Daddy says. "And we don't know about David?"

"Hopefully, David gets arrested for raping Stephanie and Kelsey." I sigh. "Even if they can't charge anyone with raping Lexi, at least those two will be off the streets."

"Yeah..." Lexi trails off.

Poor Lexi. She has probably the worst experiences of all of us, and she may never see her rapists charged with assaulting her. Yeah, it's great that the guys are probably going away, but still, knowing they'll never have to face consequences for her rapes is infuriating.

"I'm sorry, Lexi." I say again as I lean over to hug her and peck her lips.

"Thank you." she mumbles, knowing exactly what I'm talking about.

Daddy wraps his arms around both of us and holds us close. We spend the evening comforting each other. No sex. Tonight is not a good night for that. We don't even text Nicole and the gang to fill them in on the day's events. Though, our phones do blow up when Ashley, Hazel, and Marcia learn a few details of the day's events. At the end of the night, we curl up in the master bedroom and fall asleep.

I wake up Wednesday morning in Daddy and Lexi's bed. With a yawn, I carefully extricate myself from the pile of limbs. Daddy and Lexi wake up moments later. Then the three of us go through our usual morning routine. Of course, when it's time to go to school, Lexi and I take separate cars, since I have therapy today.

At school, Hazel is still slightly out of it, but the excitement of everything going on makes it harder to notice. Lexi and I fill the girls in on everything, and Lexi even texts Nicole to make sure her sister is up to speed. The girls are thrilled that Keith and David may soon be facing justice. Next is homeroom, where Stephanie stops me.

"Hi, Kayla!" Stephanie says.

"Hey, Stephanie." I reply.

"I heard they pulled you out of class yesterday." she tells me.

"Yeah." I nod. "I talked to the police."

"So did I." Stephanie confirms. "And Kelsey."

"How are you two doing?" I inquire.

"I'm okay, I guess." Stephanie sighs. "Kelsey is taking it a lot worse. She won't even talk to anyone."

"I'll be friendly when I see her." I promise.

"Thanks!" she smiles.

Stephanie and I talk for a few more minutes, then we go our separate ways. A couple classes later, I do run into Kelsey. I smile and wave while greeting her. She gives me a weak smile, but I can tell her heart isn't in it. I want to talk to her, but she definitely isn't up to that yet.

I have lunch with the usual gang. I'm happy that Ian is sitting next to me again. He's still kind of cold, but at least he's talking to me. Marcia and Shawn are going strong. So are Ashley and Josh. It's hard to believe that prom is only a few weeks away.

My afternoon classes go by pretty quickly, and at last, the final bell rings, signaling the end of the school day. I hop in my car and head to my therapist appointment. Soon, I'm sitting on the familiar couch, across from Kasey.

"How was your week, Kayla?" Kasey asks.

"Long." I admit.

"How so?" she inquires as she writes in her notepad.

"I talked to the police yesterday." I tell her.

"Oh? What about?" Kasey follows up with.

"My rapist recorded himself raping my ass, and apparently I was screaming for him to stop, but I don't remember!" I start spilling my guts. "And I don't want them to play that for a jury! I feel worse for Lexi, though. She got raped more than I did, and no one is going to get charged with hurting her!"

"Breathe." Kasey states as she hands me a box of tissues. "Kayla, breathe."

"Okay, okay!" I blubber.

Therapy continues. I cry my way through the entire session. Kasey is a good listener. She laments that Lexi may never see justice, and gives me hope that I can get through a trial. Before long, the session is over and I'm driving home.

Wednesday is another night of no sex. We hold each other close as we snuggle on the couch and watch television all night. We're too emotionally drained for anything else. When it's time for bed, we do all get naked and hold each other as we fall asleep.

Thursday is a fast day. Nothing really happens of note. Breakfast, school, lunch, afternoon classes. Home! Snuggle with Daddy and Lexi. Then time for bed. We don't have sex. Even Lexi isn't horny. This won't go on forever, but we're all very emotional right now.

It's now Friday, the last school day of the week. I walk through the hallways, a scowl crossing my face every time I see David. I know investigations take time, but c'mon! I shake my head as I try and ignore him and go about my day.

The one thing of note that happens during school is that Kelsey talks to me. She walks up to me and gives me a hug. Or rather, she tries to. She can't bring herself to actually touch another person and recoils. I tell her I'm here for her. Kelsey thanks me and goes on her way.

Lexi and I do our weekend homework in the main living room after school. The television is on in the background as we chat and relax. Fortunately, we're able to finish everything that is due on Monday. A couple hours later, Daddy walks into the room.

"Keith is out on bail." Daddy announces.

"What?!" I screech as I hop to my feet. "Why? How?"

"We're not sure how he scraped the funds together, but he did. He's back with his parents." Daddy sighs. "They may be sick of him, but they still let him back in the house."

"Fuck them!" Lexi hisses, also standing up.

"I'm sorry girls." Daddy states. "But remember, he could have more charges coming."

"I hope so." I mumble.

"C'mon, let's go eat dinner." Daddy suggests.

Lexi and I agree and each walk up to Daddy to give him a hug. Then we make our way to the dining room. We enjoy a nice meal before returning to the main living room to relax. We watch several episodes of one of our favorite television shows. Soon after, things start to heat up. Daddy and I start making out as Lexi encourages us.

"Bedroom?" I whisper when I break the kiss and look into Daddy's eyes.

"Yes." he replies.

Less than five minutes later, all three of us are naked. Lexi and I are on our knees, passing Daddy's cock back and forth between us. He is playing with our tits as we moan around his big dick. While Lexi is sucking on Daddy, I lower my head and take one of his balls between my lips.

"You two get comfortable, I'll be right back." Lexi says at one point.

As Lexi leaves the room, Daddy and I climb up on the bed. He lays down with his head on the pillow while I get between his legs so I can bob my head on him. Lexi returns a few minutes later with the strap-on harness.

"I thought we could double-team Kayla, Baby!" Lexi announces.

Sounds like a plan to me! I get on my hands and knees and slurp Daddy into my mouth. Lexi climbs up on the bed behind me and inserts the fake cock into my wet, waiting hole. I'm getting spit-roasted by my Daddy and best friend. Fuck, yes!

Lexi holds my hips and fucks me with the full length of the dildo, making me moan and drool around Daddy's erection. Daddy is holding my head, fucking my face hard and fast. I can feel a strand of drool dangling from my chin as I take cock at both ends. Granted, one is a dildo, but still hot!

When Lexi slaps my ass, I scream around Daddy's hard dick as an orgasm shoots through my body. Fuck, I'm so turned on. Lexi is fucking me so hard, my tits are bouncing and slapping into each other. Feeling my throat vibrate around his shaft is too much for Daddy. He pulls his cock out of my mouth and, holding me by the hair, he proceeds to paint my face with his seed.

"Yes! Cum on me!" I beg as a jet shoots straight into my mouth.

Daddy sighs happily as he sits back on his heels, his cock softening in his hand. Lexi seizes the opportunity to pull the dildo out of me and grab me by the hair. With a quick yank, Lexi forces me to turn around so she can shove the fake cock into my mouth.

"Taste your pussy, Slut!" Lexi hisses.

"Mm!" I moan around the dildo as I close my lips around it and start sucking.

I feel Daddy get behind me and shove two fingers up my cunt. I groan as my father and best friend are using my body once again. Lexi plays with my tits as I give the dildo the best blowjob I can. Daddy's cum is still running down my face. Life is good.

After I have another orgasm, Daddy and Lexi pull away, allowing my worn out body to collapse on the bed. Lexi unbuckles the strap-on and lays on the bed with her legs spread. She has Daddy eat her out to an intense orgasm while I recover.

Lexi washes the sex toy as Daddy and I cuddle on the bed. Then she returns the strap-on to my room before joining us in bed. We whisper sweet words to each other as we snuggle. One by one, we drift off to sleep.

I'm woken up to the sound of a cell phone ringing. It's not just ringing, it's buzzing on the bedside table. I groan and ignore it until it stops. Then it starts ringing again. Lexi grunts in her sleep and I feel her roll over.

"Phone's ringing." Daddy comments helpfully.

"Just ignore it." Lexi mumbles.

When the phone rings for the third time, I have to get up. Lifting my breasts off of Daddy's chest, I turn around and grab my phone off the bedside table. Checking the screen, I see that it is just after 2:00AM, and Hazel is calling.