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The Rock (3)

by Young Thinker



Chapter One

With the baby coming and Mom and Dad getting new jobs, we've been able to make out pretty good. Kate and I hadn't used our 'power' for a few weeks although we've been tempted. We knew what our new 'project' was but we weren't sure just how to carry it out.

Mr. C wasn't much help either. His only comment on the subject was, "Will find way. You will always find way."

He did find us a doctor that agrees with the "Natural" meds like herbs, plants and foods that are high in the vitamins and nutrients that Kate and the baby needs. Although the doctor doesn't come cheap, Mr. C won't take anything from us for anything.

Our sex life started to slow down at first but the doctor told us that it wouldn't hurt the baby right now. We were both getting pretty horny listening to Mom and Dad anyway. Mom had her little 'talk' with Kate and came away with a little more than either of us bargained for. Mom gave her a copy, well worn I might add, of The Joy of Sex. It brings a whole new meaning to the question "How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count The Ways".

Life at home was a bit more relaxed now that we had Mom and Dad straightened out. The only real rule was that if we wanted to have sex we were NOT to have it in front of anyone else. That was my rule. I still remember the incident with Dad and didn't want a repeat performance.

Mom and Kate had gone shopping again when Mom got off of work. I heard the car pull up and the doors slam. I looked out and Kate was running up the sidewalk. She looked like she was mad. The front door flew open and she just stood there and glared.

"We need to talk," she said between her gritted teeth. "Off line."

"What's up babe?" I asked as I walked toward her.

"OFF ... LINE!"

This was our new cue that one of us would use so we knew that the one who said it wanted to stop time. We went to our room and she had time stopped before I could close the door. Kate whipped around and folded her arms across her chest. This meant that she was really mad.

"Was it something... ?"

"Kendra needs our help," she said. "And I mean right now." She started pacing the room. "Her father has started beating her in front of her friends now."

"Ok. Ok. Slow down." I grabbed her around the waist and held on tight. "Let's take this one step at a time."

It took a few minutes but she settled down then she began to cry. I let her cry, if for no other reason than to get it out of her system. When she finally calmed down I was able to get her to sit on the edge of the bed. I got a few tissues from our dresser and started drying her tears.

"Now," I said. "Start at the beginning."

"Mom and I were on our way back from the mall and we passed the playground," she started. "That's when I spotted him. He was headed into the park, pushing kids out of his way and headed for her. Poor little Kendra never had a chance. He snuck up on her and grabbed her hair and yanked her off of the swing. He practically drug her out of the park." She had to choke back a lump in her throat.

"Mom wanted to call the police but I stopped her. I told her that you and I would take care of it. That got her upset. We can't let him do that to her any more, Donny. We have to help her and little Tyrone."

She was in a real tizzy now. She was on her feet and pacing again.

"Ok. Ok. Let's sit down here and figure something out."

I got her to sit on the vanity bench and I sat back on the edge of the bed.

"Do you know where she lives?" I asked.

"No. But I can find out," she said. "I know someone who has a brother in her class."

"Ok," I said then pulled her close and hugged her. "Let's wait until after dinner and get started." I kissed her and we started time.

Mom did all the talking during dinner. Of coarse she had questions but she also knew that we wouldn't answer them.

"Can I ask you two how you're going to take on a three hundred pound black man?" Dad asked.

"I was kind of wondering if you two had any suggestions," I said.

"Well, if we were in the south..." Mom started to say, then just smiled.

"You may have something there, Mom," Kate said, then turned to me and winked. "Dad. Do you know how to make a big cross?"

"Why? What do you have in mind?" he asked.

"We could plant one in his front yard." She was almost jumping in her seat with excitement.

"How are you two going to put a big cross in someone's yard without anyone seeing you?" he asked.

We just smiled at him.

"Forget that I asked." He went back to eating his dinner.

After dinner we went to our room. We always either went to our room or outside before we stopped time so we wouldn't have to worry about getting back into the same positions when we started it up again.

"Ok," Kate said. "What are we going to need?"

"Grab your digital camera. We're going on a sight seeing tour tonight." I told her. "Then we'll decide what to do."

Kate got her camera and made sure it was going to work, she called her friend to get the address and we were off.

The house was bigger than ours and was in a little better part of town. There was a big Cadillac SUV and a little Toyota in the driveway, the lawn was immaculate and the shrubs in front of the house were manicured. This was a mansion compared to our house but we were not ready for what we found inside.

We put on our rubber gloves. (We figured we'd carry them in case we ran across something we needed them for.) Kate turned the knob on the front door and it opened. Everything in that house was immaculate and clean. It looked as if no one was home until we walked into the master bedroom.

"WHAT THE FUCK?" I said. "That bastard should die."

"OH, Donny," Kate said then broke down and cried.

Little Tyrone was lying on his back on the bed completely naked. Kendra was on her hands and knees with her ass in the air, naked and sucking on Tyrone's dick. The old man was in a chair sitting behind his daughter and stroking his dick as he was licking Kendra's little pussy. Their mother was in a corner, tied, gagged and naked. My first thought was to kill him right there. We could see that the kids and their mother were crying.

We had to leave the room to calm down. I went looking for his computer and got it working. The first thing I did was to look for pictures that he may have stored on it. BINGO. There were hundreds. The CD burner was built in so what I had in mind was going to be easy.

"This is going to take a while, babe," I told Kate. "If you can handle it, go in there and get me about 6 or 7 pictures. His computer reads right off of the memory card. I ... we're gonna hang this bastard."

"We have to move them away from him, Donny," she said. "I can't stand it."

"I know but we need the pictures," I said. "And make sure that the date shows in the picture. Also try to get a clock in them."

I skimmed through the pictures. They had Kendra in all of them. In some, she was dressed. In some, she was on his bed spread out and naked. Some included Tyrone sucking on her little nipples, licking her pussy or rubbing his little dick on her in different places. Most of the ones that included him, she was sucking him off. Still in another one the old man had Kendra on her back with her legs spread and pulled back toward her head and he was jacking off into her open pussy. From the angle of the shot I could see that he had taken the picture.

The one thing that they all had in common was that the kids were always crying. And if the mother was in them she was bound and gagged. I was forming an idea.

Kate was back in a few minutes and handed me the memory card. I slipped it into the slot and downloaded the pictures.

"Now can we move them?" Kate asked.

"One minute," I said. I punched up each picture and looked it over. "Ok. Let's go move them."

We went into the bedroom and sat the ass hole back in his chair. Then we moved Kendra to her room and put her to bed. We did the same for Tyrone. Then we untied the mother and put a robe on her.

"What do we do with fatso?" Kate asked.

"Let's give him a little taste of his own medicine." I said.

We sat him upright in the chair and tied him to it. I was going to put the gag in his mouth when Kate stopped me. She opened the closet and looked around. She didn't find what she was looking for so she left the room. A few minutes later she was back with what looked at first like a small toolbox. She put it on the bed and opened it. She went through it for a few minutes and pulled out a big needle and some heavy thread.

"Every good sewing box has it," she said as she held it up and smiled. "Carpet thread."

"What are you going to do with that?" I asked.

"Watch and learn." She threaded the needle and stood in front of Mr. Jackson. "This will curb your appetite for little pussys for a while, ass hole."

With that said, she held on to the end of his tongue and jabbed the needle down through it. I cringed. She pulled the thread down the length of his body and grabbed his dick.

"You're not really going to, are you?" I asked as I chuckled.

She grabbed the end of his stiff dick and jabbed the needle all the way through, wrapped the thread around it a couple of times and tied it there. She left about a foot of thread and cut the needle off of it. Next, she took the end coming out of his tongue and tied it to the other after pulling it as tight as she could get it. I cringed again.

"Now you can put the gag in his mouth." Kate said as she stood back and admired her work. She put the sewing kit back after putting the needle and thread in her pocket and we went to the computer.

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