Chapter 20: Shanda

The apartments were only a couple of blocks away from the Crib. Lucy could walk to work, if she wasn’t so fat and lazy. Okay, we could have walked, too, but there were three of us and there should be four of us when we left, and we were going somewhere else anyway when we left, so I drove over and parked in Lucy’s spot. Oh, and because I didn’t expect Shanda to be able to walk that far.

The same bunch of guys as always were hanging out at the bottom of the stairs. They changed some, but they were all pretty much the same. Smoke cigarettes, smoke dope, drink whatever they could get, act tough. If they really wanted to be somebody they could join one of the gangs, but that was too much effort. These guys were the losers who weren’t quite ready to admit it yet. Maybe some of them would grow up someday but I wouldn’t bet on who or when.

When I got there with my posse, yeah, my two wonderful beautiful girlfriends, I asked “Lucy still have that girl up there?”

“Yeah, we hear her yellin’ at her sometimes. Your sister’s a real bitch, y’know?”

“Yeah, I know. Has she shared that girl with anyone yet?”

“No, not that we know of.” There was some looking around at each other, but all we got were heads shaking.

“Well, I’m gonna go see if I can rescue the poor thing before Lucy kills her. When we come back down, I’m probably gonna be carrying her and it would be real nice if you guys weren’t in the way.”

“You got it, Coach!”

They gave us some room going up, too. Maybe they hadn’t forgotten our talk the last time.

When we got up there I knocked on the door. Lucy asked “Who is it?”

“It’s your baby brother, Lucy. Let me in. We gotta talk.”

‘We gotta talk’ was code between us for ‘Somebody has fucked up, and somebody’s about to GET fucked up. It could be you, Lucy, if you want. Or, you can act like a regular decent human being and let me in and we’ll just talk.’ Sometimes it worked. Sometimes it didn’t. I’d had to replace her door three or four times after I kicked it in. Who was she going to complain to? Her landlord? Her landlord already knew about it, since it was me.

I’d never actually shoved her gun up her ass like I’d threatened to, but she’d had to go to the hospital one time to have all the cartridges I’d shoved up there removed. They’d gotten all jammed up and they wouldn’t come out on their own. Lucy had been real easy to get along with after that, up until she started doing drugs again. Still, she’d never pulled a gun on me after that. There was always the chance that I’d decide that, since shoving all the bullets up her ass hadn’t worked, maybe it was time to try the whole gun.

I wasn’t surprised to see Lucy at the door when it opened. I figured that Shanda was in no condition by then to even stand, much less walk over and open the door, so Lucy had to do it. Naturally, she was completely naked. I didn’t need to see that. We walked in and I closed the door behind us. The place smelled like pee.

Shanda was back on the floor in front of the couch again, laying on her back with her tongue out and trying to breathe. There was a wet spot on the floor at her crotch where she’d peed. There was a bigger wet spot on the floor at her head. I didn’t have to ask. That was where Lucy had peed, either in her mouth or on her face.

I waved at the corner that had the stocks. “Lucy, we need to talk.” I walked over to them and Lucy and the girls came with me.

“Do you remember a long time ago, when I wanted to spend a quiet night alone with my girlfriend...” I waved at Alice. “ ... but I didn’t have anyone to watch her little girl?” I waved at Melanie.

“Yeah.”

“Do you remember that I brought Alice’s little girl over here and asked you to keep her for the night?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you remember me telling you that she was a good girl and she wouldn’t be any trouble? And me telling her to not be any trouble? And me asking you to be nice to her?”

“Yeah. I was!”

“Well, Melanie tells me that when you went to bed you put her in the stocks here for the night.”

“Yeah, but that’s no big deal. It didn’t hurt her any.”

“Yeah, you’re right, she’s fine, it didn’t hurt her any, but I’m worried about you. Not many people would take a helpless little girl she was watching for the night and lock her in some stocks.”

“She was okay. I just didn’t want her in bed with me and my pet and I didn’t want her to wander off.”

“Right. Still, I don’t want you to do that again. So, I’m not mad at you, but just to make sure you remember, I want you to spend the night in the stocks. It’s no big deal, right? It won’t hurt you any.”

“I’m not doin’ that.”

“Lucy, you can be helpful and get in the stocks on your own, or you can be bitchy and I’ll beat the fuck out of you first, and THEN you’ll be helpful and get in the stocks. Which one would you prefer?”

“Larry, I don’t want to spend the night in the stocks. For a little while while we play is fine, but not all night.”

“Sure, it’ll just be for a little while while we play. That’s fine. Now, get up there.”

She put her head and her hands in the cutouts, repeating that she didn’t want to spend the night in the stocks. I adjusted them to make sure they wouldn’t cut off her circulation but she couldn’t get out, and then locked them in place.

I was pretty familiar with the setup. I’d helped build our two sets down in the Dungeon, and then after we’d moved one of them here for Lucy to play with I’d built the third one by myself. They were all just a little different, but they were mostly the same.

“Now, I’m also concerned about Shanda. When’s the last time you gave her a drink?”

“I peed in her mouth just a little while ago when she stopped licking me.”

“Okay, that’s fine. When’s the last time she ate anything?”

“I’m not sure. Okay, it was when you brought some food over. Yeah, I gotta feed her.”

“Lucy, the girl’s about to die on you. This is why you can’t have pets. You don’t take care of them and they always die. We’re going to take Shanda with us. If we can take care of her at home we will, but we may have to take her to the hospital. Have you given her any drugs?”

“No, I’ve just been teaching her how to be a good little bitch.”

“Okay, good, no drugs. All right, we’re gonna go now. Is there anything you need before we go?”

“Larry, you can’t leave me here all night.”

“It’s no big deal, Lucy. You do it to other people all the time and it doesn’t kill them. It won’t kill you either. Okay, if you don’t need anything we’re gonna go now. I’ll be back in the morning, or I’ll get someone else to come set you free. Oh, I don’t want you keeping the whole neighborhood awake all night. You’d better have this.”

I picked up a ball-gag she had hanging on the stocks. Lucy closed her mouth, but I’d done this before. I just pinched one of her nipples until she opened her mouth to screech. I shoved it in her mouth and pulled the loop over her head. Easy.

After that I turned to the girls and told them to get some washcloths and wipe Shanda down so she didn’t drip pee all over the car, and knelt down to check on her. She was awake and breathing better, but she was clearly too terrified to move. “You can close your mouth, honey. We’re gonna take you home with us, okay?”

She nodded her head a little and slowly pulled her tongue back in and closed her mouth, looking like she was expecting to be beaten for it. I pulled her up to sitting and held her there while the girls cleaned her up some. Once it looked like I could pick her up without getting pee all over my clothes, I carried her into the bathroom and sat her on the pot.

“Can you pee?”

She nodded and after a few seconds she started to pee. Not a lot, but at least it was here and not in my car. I had the girls get her some water to drink. When she was done drinking and peeing I picked her up again and the girls wiped her dry. I told them to grab a couple of towels, then we headed out.

Lucy was stamping her feet on the base of the stocks. That was a sheet of plywood, screwed to the frame from the bottom so it was part of the whole assembly. That kept people from moving the stocks. If you’re standing on the stocks, you can’t move the stocks. I promised Lucy that I’d have someone come let her out in the morning if I couldn’t do it myself.

I had to ask Alice to fish my keys out of my pocket to lock the door. My hands were full, right? I kept a key to Lucy’s apartment with my other keys, right next to the key to the Crib. There was no telling when I would have to go in either place and I hated having to kick a door in if I could just unlock it.

Shanda had her arms around my neck and I was holding onto her legs, so she went down the stairs ass-first. That didn’t bother me, it probably wasn’t the first time the guys had seen a naked chick. What bothered me was that her hair smelled like pee. My sister did some really fucked up things.

Alice unlocked the car and I had them lay the towels out in the back seat. I put Shanda down on the towels and asked Melanie to hold her for the ride home. Just being held was probably the biggest thing she needed, besides enough water to flush her system. And a shower. And some food. And a lot of rest. And to just not be under a crazy woman’s thumb any more.

She grabbed onto Melanie like she was never going to let go, but within a couple of minutes Melanie softly said “She’s asleep.” I drove as gently as I could, but that’s not one of my skills. When we got home I didn’t open the garage door. I just killed the engine and handed the keys to Alice. “Can you open the front door? I’ll carry her in. Find some towels and we’ll put her on the couch for now.”

We got Shanda in and we let her sleep on the couch for a while. It was getting late, though, and we all needed to be in bed so I got her up and carried her into the shower. I left her with Melanie to get cleaned up. She was able to walk by then, but she wouldn’t let go of Melanie for anything.

We had to put them both in the spare bedroom. It had a bed, but I hadn’t paid much attention to it. About the only use it ever got was when we had the coaches’ meetings and they took one of the girls in there for a while. It was clean, though. The girls always did the laundry and cleaned up before they left.

Alice and I left them to their bed and went back into my bedroom. Okay, our bedroom. “Congratulations, honey. You have a second teenage daughter, and you didn’t have to go through all the childbirth pain and the terrible twos or any of that.”

I was tired, but not too tired to show Alice why I liked having her around. I fucked the SHIT out of her before we slept. We both got up a couple of times to check on the girls. They seemed fine. Shanda was much smaller than Melanie and looked like a younger girl snuggled up with her older sister.

Come morning, Shanda didn’t want to move. It seemed that everything she’d been through had left her sore everywhere, but then a good night’s sleep had left her stiff everywhere as well. But, if Melanie was getting up then she had to get up, too, to stay with her. She was like Melanie’s little shadow, following her everywhere.

The morning’s first crisis was when Melanie tried to get her to put one of my big tee-shirts on so she wasn’t walking around completely naked. She was okay with clothes, and Melanie could wear whatever she wanted, but SHE wasn’t going to wear anything. That had to be one of my sister’s ‘lessons’. It had sunk in that she wasn’t allowed to wear clothes, and she was terrified of what would happen if she put the tee-shirt on.