The Yards Pt. 05

Chapter 6

The silence in the car was just too much. I tried to sleep, but fear, anxiety, excitement, the smell cum filling my lungs every time I inhaled, and the eating in my gut about why everyone laughed at me made my attempts to rest pointless. I just kept my eyes closed trying to think of anything but the moment.

"I have to pee," Morgan announced, suddenly breaking the silence.

"Me too and we need to get gas. We will pull over at the next exit, get some gas and see if I can't freshen the both of you up a little." Miss Pierce smiled looking up at us through the rear-view mirror.

I sat up in my seat the best I could, "umm I was wondering." I paused looking at her in the mirror then to my best friend next to me.

"Yes, Kaylee what is it?" glancing up at me for a moment before turning on her signal as we approached the next exit.

"Well, umm you, I mean like everyone, well you all," I inhaled, finding my nerve, "you all sort of laughed at me back at the courthouse."

Morgan snorted and smiled, "Yeah cuz you're like 12 seriously."

I shook my head at her, feeling our friendship was really being tried over the last couple of months, and especially now, and the last few days. It felt like Morgan was quickly growing away from me and I did not understand why. We had been best friends for as long as I can remember. She was there to give me a pad when I got my first period in Junior High. Now she sat beside me, and I could not feel the connection we had had for so long. I felt sad and alone, and that only added to my anxiety of going through what was to come by myself.

The van slowed to and stopped at an intersection, as Miss Pierce was looking back and forth between two choices for gas trying to decide which would be better. She turned on the right signal and made her turn and drove to the smaller of the two.

Morgan looked at me, "Thank you, sir, for letting me suck your PENIS," she took the tone of an elementary school brat on the playground mocking me, scrunching up her nose as she spoke, "thank you for blessing me with your SPERM! I mean come on grow the hell up! I know you know the word fuck, and cock, and cunt, and cum, so use them for fuck sakes before you make it worse on both of us!"

"Girls stop."

"Why are you being so fucking mean to me right now!"

"Girls!"

"I did not get us into this you fucking bitch, it was you what wanted to sneak in when I was willing to buy a ticket for the both of us!"

"Kaylee, Stop."

"It was you that wanted to be a bad girl, and sneak behind the stage and stuff."

"KAYLEE!"

"None of this shit is my fault, but your fucking treating me like I am the one that caused it. You are acting like a piece of shit best friend!"

"KAYLEE, STOP IT!" Miss Pierce shouted above me. We were stopped outside of the gas pumps. Miss Pierce turned in her seat, and I could see her out of the corner of my eye staring angrily at me. I was panting and angry, glaring at Morgan. All the emotions I had been feeling poured out of me on to my best friend.

Morgan's eyes narrowed has her lips brew tight against her teeth, and a slow deliberate, "FUCK YOU KAYLEE MILLER!"

I started to cry. My hands were bound so I could not wipe my eyes as the torrent of tears started to flow, my chest bouncing as my whole body began to cry.

"Dear god could this get any worse, seriously you two this is hard on all of us! You both need to suck it up and be adults here."

Miss Pierce got out of the van, and I could hear her outside messing with the pump. The door opened a moment later and she removed Morgan's seatbelt, collar restraint, and cut the cuffs from her feet. She pulled Morgan out of the van by her leash and walked away toward the back of the van and out of sight.

I started to get control of myself for the few moments that they were gone, telling myself I was going to be alright, as I thought about the language that I used. I did talk like I was young and naive. How foolish, I must seem to them using words like sperm and penis, especially dressed like I am. I looked down at myself, my once white slave dress was stained and dirty, and now had tears and snot drying it alongside the sperm..."CUM!"...I corrected thoughts to myself out loud.

"Excuse me? Cum?" Miss Pierce had returned alone to the van and started to get in.

"I um, forget it, never mind."

She was soon getting me out of the van, and leading me by my leash to a fenced off pet area next to the gas station. I could see Morgan walking along the far side of the area looking down as she did.

"Try not to take too much of this personally, you both are under a lot of stress, and It may only get worse."

"I know, "I bit my lip trying to not cry, "I am just trying to make this a positive experience like get the most out of it. I mean it is happening so experience it all I guess."

"Sure, I get it, but I can't afford all of the experience so you're getting the budget version," she smiled and winked at me, "and besides you might not like the all-inclusive experience." We were at the gate and she turned me around. "Spread your legs so I can get that device off of you." She took a small bottle from her pocket and started to shake it up. Then she lifted my dress and squirted it all around the device.

"Now let that sit for a moment." Then she really looked at me for the first time, "you are a mess, and so is this dress. No sense worrying about it now." She lifted the collar to my face and wiped away the last of the tears and snot from my nose and face.

"Do you need to blow?"

I shook my head no, and she let the dirty sticky dress fall back against my body.

"Now let's see," She gripped the top of the vagina...pussy protector and started to pull it away from my body. At first it did not budge but then I felt a small section of the plastic lose its grip on my flesh then the rest pulled away quickly.

I looked down at my pussy. It was red sweaty and swollen, and my clit seemed to still be sticking way out from where it normally was.

"Now you have to pee outside, so go do your business while I finish getting gas. I will try to get us some towelettes to freshen the both of you up."

"Thank you, Miss Pierce."

She let go of my leash, "please it's Mandy, now hurry and go pee."

She quickly left the enclosure and jogged a few steps over to the car. I looked over at Morgan, and she scowled at me and turned her head. I saw her squat in a corner and I saw a surge of fluid run out from between her legs, and it was then that it dawned on me that I was to relieve myself like an animal. I moved as far away from my ex-friend as I could then squatted down my arms still bound behind my back trying to keep my balance as I looked off into the woods behind the gas station, I tried to relax and let my mind wonder about what Mis.... Mandy said about not having enough money for all of this. I wondered what I could do as I finally felt the pressure in my bladder release and all my pee spraying into the grass under me. I stayed that way lost in thought and air drying, until I heard Mandy walking up beside me.

"Hey I hope you're done, because we need to get moving, we don't have very far left to go."

"Yea I'm done." I rose slowly and waited for her to take my leash again, looking around I didn't see Morgan.

"She is already in the van."

"Oh, I did not even hear you get her."

"Yeah, you seemed pretty focused, and I thought it best to give you a minute."

"Thank you," she took my leash and started to walk toward the exit. "Umm I kind of was thinking about something."

"Sure, what is it?" She kept walking toward the exit.

'Could you stop for a moment?"

She stopped and turned around, "what is it hon? What's bugging you?"

I looked down at her, and hesitated for a second, 'so you know what you were saying about not having enough money."

"Yes"

"Well, I feel bad about getting you into this mess and you should not have to be paying for this. I mean I have the money, and I think you should let me pay for this. I mean we kind of left my purse at your house but I could get you all the money you spent on this when we get back, so you don't have to worry about that.

"Oh Kaylee, thank you. Money is tight, are you sure you don't mind? It would be helpful."

"No, of course not."

'Thank you, now we should be going," she started to pull me again.

'One more thing."

She sighed, "yes, we really need to be going," she was impatient.

"I want the whole experience."

"Excuse me"

"Yeah, so I don't care what you decide on her," nodding toward the van, "but I would really like the best experiences of this whole thing. I mean I won't get this chance again."

She looked hard at me, staring into me, "you're sure?"

I nodded

"Ok let's see how it goes, now come on,"

"Please don't tell Morgan, I don't want her to know, you know what I said."

"We all have secrets Kaylee," she smiled and gave me a tug back to the car.

"Yeah, we all have secrets," I whispered to myself."

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4 Months ago

"Kaylee, can I see you in the living room please," Erin's mom was yelling up at the stairs for her daughter.

Kaylee came bounding down from the stairs, "yea mom what's up?"

Erin had her back to Kaylee when she came into the living room putting some things in her purse. Erin turned back around to face her daughter, putting her purse on her shoulder, and held out Kaylee's tablet.

"Mom, I can explain."

"We all have secrets Kaylee, just don't let your father find out about this one," she handed the tablet to her daughter, "your dad and I will be gone for a few days, no parties, Morgan can stay over if you like."

Kaylee stood there silent looking at her tablet as her mom spoke. She had been found out her secret porn tablet had been discovered.

Erin walked to the door and as she was about to leave, with her back still turned, "I saved one in your favorites called 'Moxie at the Spinning Wheel Pony Ranch', I think you'll like it." The door closed behind her, leaving Kaylee standing there embarrassed and confused.

Erin had not expected to be back at The Yards so soon. It had only been three weeks since Wayne Newport, and her husband had come to an agreement that would shape their future moving forward. Now in just three short weeks she and Jacob were being flown by private helicopter back to The Yards to sign the papers, and she would be obligated to fulfill her physical agreement with Wayne.

Stepping off the helicopter the roof of The Yards. The day was brisk even in the early spring sun. There was still some artificial wind being generated from the slowing helicopter blades that blew against Erin's stocking clad legs lifting her skirt as the two security guards helped them off the helicopter seeing them safely into the building. Once inside they continued down a staircase, and Erin fell in line behind her husband, brushing her skirt down, and straightening her hair. They only went down one flight of stairs before coming to another door, that opened into another office. This one was felt bigger then the first office they had originally met Wayne in, but it was almost identical. The furniture was the same, how they sat in the office was the same but something was just off. Erin looked at Jacob, and could see that he was equally as confused as she was.

"Arms out please," one of the security guards spoke as they both stood in front of the couple. They were just what you though a security guard should be. Large massive men, with the only thing harder than the muscles on their bodies was the stern look on their faces. They wore dark well-tailored suits, and had a small earpiece with a squiggly cord running into the collar of the jacket.

Jacob and Erin both raised up their arms, the guard closest to Jacob began to run a metal detector wand lightly over his clothes, and Jacob was done quickly without a single beep. The guard motioned for him to sit down, and Jacob took his seat looking up at Erin as the wand ran down between her legs.

"ZZZWWIRUP!"

The guard looked at her and passed it over the inside of her other leg.

"ZZZWWIRUP!"

"Mam?" The guard looked at her as her face turned a deep crimson red.

"I think it, um it's probably my garter belt hook."

He did not say anything and ran it on the outside of her legs and when it got to her thighs the wand cried out again. He then passed it over her arms, and back, then across her chest.

"ZZZWWIRUP!"

He looked at her cocking an eyebrow, "underwire?"

"Yes sir," she answered, trying to see past him to see how Jacob was handling it but the man was just too big and blocked her view.

Both men put a finger to their ear and then nodded yes almost simultaneously.

"We have been asked to verify." the guard holding the wand set it on the desk then moved behind Erin taking her wrists in his large hands, pulled her arms down and held them tight behind her back. The other guard moved in front of her. Then he moved his hands under her sweater and much slower than was necessary began to grope and fondle her breasts. He then dropped to one knee. As he did the other guard let go of her wrists, and reaching under her sweater gripped her breasts pulling her close to him.

Erin thought she felt something hard twitch against her ass, but she could not be sure. This was happening so quickly, and when the guard knelt in front of her it was the first time, she was able to see her husband since it started. He just sat there watching fixated to the what she was going through. She had dressed rather conservatively when they left with a light sweater to match the coolness of the day, and a long-pleated skirt. She looked down at the guard in front of her as he put his hands under her skirt and rand his hands up her right thigh raising the skirt as he did. His hands quickly found the tops of the stockings she was wearing, but he continued his search to her pussy. He lingered there for a moment moving his hand back and forth against her panty clad cunt.

Erin bit her lip to stifle a gasp. He proceeded to investigate her left leg and repeated the process but rubbing her pussy a few moments longer. She pressed back into the guard behind her as he did. Then it ended as quickly as it had begun. The guard behind her released her breast and took his hands from her sweater, and the one in front of her stood up and motioned for her to sit by her husband.

"Are you ok hon?" Jacob asked as she slipped into a soft chair.

"I will be," she smiled at him as she smoothed her top and skirt.

The guards moved and flanked the door they had entered, crossing their hands looking straight ahead.

This silents in the room gave Erin and Jake an opportunity to look around the office. Everything seemed to be the same as the office they had first met Wayne in. Same furniture, same desk, same drink cart, but there was something different.

It was Jacob that first spoke, "The walls are all mirrors, two ways if I were to guess."

"Really why do you think is?"

"Erin you're soon to be 43 years old, please don't be so naive?"

"I don't understand why would he want people to watch him work?" Erin truly was at a loss. She was caught up trying to think of a reason to have an identical office with observation mirrors all around.

Jake shook his head, "he peddles flesh love, slaves, prostitution, P-O-R-N-O-G-R-A-P-H-Y." He was patronizing her as he said pornography, slowly enunciating each letter of the word, looking her in the eye as he did. His thumb and forefinger pinched together the rest of his fingers sticking straight up from his hand, moving his hand with each letter as if he was trying to elaborately direct the words into her subconscious.

Erin felt a heat rise in her as he did this, almost not hearing the word at all. She hated when he treated her like a toddler. She smiled through the rage that she was feeling, "oh, OHHH!" she blinked her eyes at him feigning a sudden awareness. She smiled 'asshole!' she thought, "silly me guess I had a blonde moment."

"Honey, you have daily blonde moment, but I love you in spite of them."

"Thank you honey," she reached out and took his hand. Smiling at him she stood up, kicked her foot into his chest stabbing him with her 3-inch sensible high heel. He looked at her in surprise, but she was not done. As she pressed into his chest harder and the blood really started to flow from the open wound, she twisted his arm and ripped it from his body.

"I wonder why he has us waiting, Are you nervous about his demands?"

She shook her head yes, as her day dream faded. She knew that it was her job to serve her husband in every way as the good book demanded, but she hated him every time she spoke down to him. She was well educated, probably smarter than he was, and more than willing to take a backseat to him and his dreams. BUT "DON'T FUCKING TALK DOWN TO ME!" she thought.

She shifted in her seat. "I am very nervous about what he might have planned, and hope that is nothing more than just sex. I can do that, and I know it will be for us and a good cause."

He squeezed her hand and opened his mouth to say something more when the door opened.

Wayne strode in the office, dressed far more casually than the first time they had met. He wore khaki shorts, polo shirt, and leather deck shoes. A well-dressed woman in a navy skirt suit, and an overweight older gentleman in a very expensive suit followed him into the room. The guard shut the door behind them as they entered.

"Sorry for the delay. I hope that the flight here was ok."

"It was wonderful, there was no need to do that, we were prepared to drive." Jake stood up to shake Wayne's hand.

"Of course, but all of my business partners come and go in style. You're entering the big leagues, Jacob; you need to start acting like it." He took his hand, gave it a solid shake and let go.

"I am not sure how our supporters would feel if I started running around in private helicopters. They might start asking questions."

"Excellent point," Wayne turned to Erin holding out his hand, "and how did you like riding in a private helicopter Mrs. Miller?"

She blushed as she took it, Jacob saw that his wife was continuing to do her part and knew she would continue until the deal was finalized, "oh it was amazing. I loved every moment of it.

"That is good to hear, now we should get down to business if you don't mind. I am a busy man, and well so many things to do," Wayne motioned toward the man and the woman who stepped up and seemed to produce a file out of nowhere. Jake, Erin this is Mr. Jones and Mrs. Black they are two of my attorneys, and are here to supervise the signing of the agreements."

Jake smiled and nodded toward both of them, his wife standing dutifully behind him.

"Mr. Miller, Mrs. Miller if you could step over here to the desk, please," Mr. Black spoke to them. They both made their way to the desk and were flanked by the two lawyers, while Wayne stood behind his desk. "This first agreement is for your 3.5% of SPSI, and the subsequent declarations, and conditions. If you fail to meet your obligations, and the deadlines herein, your assets, including board seats become the sole property of SPSI."

"That is not something that we discussed Wayne," Jake looked up at him from the contracts, "I thought that we had an understanding that my contribution would be my influence, and connections?"

"Look Jake this is a formality, something to keep you motivated," Wayne paused and looked at him, "do you have any doubt that you won't be able to deliver?"

"I am absolutely sure that I will be able to deliver everything that I have promised."

"Very good then let the lawyers finish with one last item, get these signed, and begin making plans," he waved his hand at the attorney.