Midnight
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Episode 71: BODYguard
BDSM Sex Story: Episode 71: BODYguard - Midnight Amador had no life. It began when the Man in Black said it could.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Slavery BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction BDSM MaleDom Humiliation Rough Sadistic Torture White Male White Female Hispanic Male Indian Male Indian Female Anal Sex Exhibitionism Sex Toys Voyeurism Public Sex
Caretaker, South Carolina! Sheriff’s Department!
“Knock! Knock! Up and at ‘em ladies. Bearer of good news and bad.” Dispatcher Stacy Bell, babysitter to the bitch and famous rolled a freshwater mop bucket into the holding area.
“Irene? I mean Zera, did her part mopping up Nick’s cell. Ms. Savage, I intended to have you mop yours, but I just got a call to release you. Nick and Dolan need you out at Harbinger Shoals on guard duty. From what I gather the FBI now knows who that body belongs to. That bit of news is sure to stir up a hornet’s nest.”
Opal Savage stood up from her provided bunk and moved to the bars, loosely clinging rather than gripping them. “Trouble?”
“No clue about specifics but I’m sure your fly on the wall friend can fill you in.” Stacy produced the cell key as Zera hugged the bars from Nick’s cell. “Oh! I was supposed to say the word Mamba. Isn’t that a form of salsa dancing?”
“Mamba is one of the deadliest snakes on the planet. The Major saved my life after being bitten by one. A black mamba caught me off guard in the jungles of ... just a jungle.” Top Secret mission! Zip it!
“Wow! Lucky you then. God was definitely watching over you.”
“Yes, the Major was. Unlike others who wanted to leave me there to die.” Marcus Jericho came to mind! Simmering a bit over it she wanted to burn down his beach house once Nick moved out of it. Why Nick was still friends with that bastard made her ill. He was one venom that was never purged from her system.
“Do not forget our toy.” Zera nodded at the bunk where their shared strap-on dildo rested. “I look forward to our next battle.”
“Training starts after things settle down. I have too much on my plate right this second.”
“Do you have clothes, Ms. Savage?” Stacy looked around.
“In my van.”
“Dolan told me to offer you his spare police uniform and give you your own badge. He will swear you in out at the Shoals once you arrive. It’s hanging on his office doorknob.”
“As if it fits me. I’m not rolling up pant legs and wearing a shirt down to my knees. I’ll just take the badge with me and pin it on whatever I wear.”
“I’ll stay out of your way.” She smirked! “Zera? Nick ... er, Kami said to remain here for now.”
“As he commands.”
“Are you hungry? Need a bottle of water?”
“Water would be acceptable.”
Nodding Stacy led Opal out into the common area of the station. Producing a badge, she handed it to the ebony warrior. “Here you go.” Claiming it Opal opened the pin in back and threaded it through her already pierced belly button. The sight made Stacy cringe. “I did not expect that. What if someone grabs it and rips it off of you.”
“Then I grab them and do some ripping of my own. I like making a fashion statement. If I’m going to play rent-a-cop in this seahorse buggy township, I’ll wear my own uniform. Not even the Major can make me dress like your team. The badge is all I need. Have a good day, Stacy Bell.”
“You, too. Good luck, Ms. Savage.”
“Opal!”
Smiling was enough! Taking her leave of the station totally nude and shiny from that hair loss drug that revitalized her flesh in glorious gloss, Opal made her way to Black Box. The door opened automatically for her thanks to her Lioness Den Sister, Eloise Dyson.
“She’s so proud. Almost regal!” Even Stacy admired that chiseled body. “Not gay! Not gay! Not gay!” She had to turn away.
“Morning, Sweatshop!”
“Sweatshop?”
Opal climbed in but left the side door open for fresh air. “My clothes are designer.” She opened the lid to her interior bunk and sorted through her wardrobe. “Well, most of them anyway.”
“That 41-8R4217 goop Eugene sent Nicky. He needs a new name for it that’s not a mouthful. How about 541N3 for SHINE? Or 847DY, you know BALDY.” Dyson was always the joker.
“Don’t care! I’m just glad I didn’t wash my face in that crap. If I lost my lashes and eyebrows, I’d have tracked that fat bastard down and made him hairless for life only I’d pluck out every single strand myself.” She selected black leggings with extra padding around the calves that looked like sewn on pouches without any pocket.
“Going for the Mamba pads today.”
“Too many snakes out at the Shoals. Comfort with extra pad in case they’re biting. Once you get bitten and almost die over it you get cautious.”
“What if they bite higher.”
“Then I catch it or die. Cuts down the risk at least. Boots will help below the metal pads. That and you can bet I’ll be carrying a venom kit on me. We do still have some in here, right?” She then grabbed a black crop top to match her leggings which when on barely covered her breasts leaving under boob evident. Leather boots on she laced them tightly and slapped her kneecaps.
“Fridge!”
“Remind me to grab it once I get there. Fire this tank up, Shadow.”
“Revvin’ Heaven, Baby Girl!” The van started on its own. “Want me to drive?”
“No! I got it.” Opal closed the side door and relocated to the driver’s seat. Buckled in she put the battle van in gear and left the parking lot. “Fill me in!”
“The body at the Shoals belongs to a former tribal elder by the name of Raymond Scott. Newton Waterfall’s father-in-law.”
“Wait! That means Bearpaw’s relative too.”
“Gramps! Rayna Waterfall’s dad who went missing years ago. Murder, obviously!”
“Shit! Zera mentioned Midnight was Lillian’s actual sister. Man, this shit is like a soap opera.”
“Yep! FBI had a run in with a bad bunch too, over in Charleston. They tried to defile the test results and prevent the identification. That Maxine Park chippie went all Brunhilda Lee on them and prevented their escape. She had help from a hot ass agent named McKenna Grace. You might just have yourself a new buddy on the firing range she’s a dead shot almost every time.”
“Nice!”
“Nicky assigned Park to babysit Bearpaw over in Charleston just in case, she a relative to this Scott.”
“Smart! If anyone knows she’s in town they might try an abduct her and hold her hostage until the evidence is destroyed.”
“Which the FBI will never cave to. She would be as good as dead.”
“The Major’s property. I’d hate to be the guy who took her life.”
“Right! Ends of the Earth and we all know he’s been there.”
“Let’s hope the Sheriff has calmed his anger toward me. I hate to admit it but I kind of like his girlfriend.”
“They’ll warm up to you. What scares me is your strapping old lass Zera. She just mopped your cell and now she’s doing pushups on the floor. It’s like the gal decided to start training early without you. She’s definitely tapping into some adrenalin in the shape she’s in right now. Her burns look almost healed. HUGEne might be onto a miracle cure.”
“Good, I suppose! She’s going to be more trouble than the Major can handle. My thoughts at least.”
“She has a physical scheduled for Friday over in Cordoba with Dr. Freak. Nicky wants both her and that Porcupine kid checked out.”
“Porcupine kid?”
“Lucas Porcupine. The Santee groundskeeper. He gets psychic visions and bloody noses right after. Nicky just wants to be certain there’s no internal damage. They both suffer brain issues.”
“Sad! I bet I get stuck hauling them to the hospital.”
“Might have to strap ole’ girl in Hannibal Lector style to get her to cooperate. The boy you can just buy a few comic books to keep him quiet.”
“Still, I’d rather use pliers to pull a baby’s teeth.”
“That was morbid.”
“You know what I mean.” Leaving town, she hit the country by storm, kicking up gravel. In under ten minutes she pulled down the back road leading to the Shoals.
“Violet Murphy and Darcy Grainger just reported in to let the volunteers from the other towns head home. Roster wanted his trusted worthies on duty now that it’s become almost personal. Koones is still out here with his guard dog.”
“Guard dog? Caretaker has a police dog?”
“Nope! Good idea though, I’ll arrange one to be added to the shopping list. Drug sniffing chihuahua?”
“Hilarious! Do NOT appoint me its handler or I’ll feed it to the gator.”
“Awww! Now I want a puppy to keep me company.”
“All yours!”
“No, Randy Koones got attached to a friendly raccoon.”
“Koones with a coon. What a pair.”
“Careful! Randy is a black buck, he might ask you out on a hate date. Tigress, anyone?”
“I better lay low on using the drug on my prey. I’ve created enough grief for myself.”
“Whatever! I know you, Missy! You can’t resist a ripwhoring good time.”
“You hush! I’m here so, you just go back to doing whatever you were doing.”
Parking behind Violet Murphy’s car Opal shut the engine off and grabbed her twin Glocks and armpit holsters. Pinning her crop down a bit at the sides made her breasts tighten together. A yummy sight for sure with her nipples pointing out her targets. One last pitstop in the van she grabbed her portable venom kit. Leaving Black Box, it automatically locked behind her.
“Morning!” Darcy Grainger greeted Opal. Eying her badge over her belly button she cocked a brow. “Wouldn’t that shield look better on your shirt?”
“I’ll fix it.” Opal quickly unpinned the badge and removed it from her flesh. Relocating it to her leggings she pinned it back up directly over her bikini area. “Panty shield!”
“Ha! Dolan and Nick are up at the house. Go on up.”
“Call me, Opal.”
“Darcy! That’s Violet.” Violet was sitting on Darcy’s car trunk.
“I’ll sniff your violet if you sniff my daisy.”
“SHE’S TAKEN!” Darcy growled! Opal simply winked at Violet and headed across the bridge. Hearing the water splash below Opal stopped to look over the rail.
“Sup, Fido? I’ll bring you lunch later. On me!” As if nodding at her the gator Steeltoe opened its jaws with expectation. “Hold that pose I’ll fix some vitals.”
“Don’t you mean Vittles?” A male voice spoke out.
“You must be, Koone’s.”
“That’s right! Officer Savage, I hear.” He noticed her eyeing his sidekick Hamburglar. The raccoon sensing danger hugged Randy’s leg.
“Relax, Bandito! I won’t feed you to the guard gator. Walk me to the Sheriff, Handsome!”
“It’d be my honor.” Hmm! “Nice pistols!”
“Quit looking at my bullets.”
“Hard to miss.”
“I never miss. Ex-sniper!”
“Sweet! Welcome to the force.”
“Forced! Don’t think this is by choice. I’m only repaying the harm I’ve caused and letting the Major cover my pension.”
“Never know, you might like it around here.” Pausing a bit in her walk across the massive yard Opal recalled what Dyson had told her about the neighboring property and her ancestral ties to it. Still finding that hard to swallow she shrugged it off as bullshit. Until she had ironclad proof there was zero belief in the history lesson. Too coincidental for her! Come on now, not even Nick knew of this. Fellow soldiers yes, friends tentative, neighbors by real estate were a bit far-fetched.
“Don’t count on it. Does Daniel Coon there roll over and play dead?” She noted Hamburglar dogging their heels.
“He’s pretty smart, you never know.”
“Why don’t you walk the perimeter with Fuzz Parker.”
“You know your old TV shows.”
“I was a kid once, before I got boobs. Well, I had these at 14 but you know what I mean.”
“No comment! There’s Dolan, I’m not sure where Nick went but the Sheriff should know.”
“Thanks for escorting me to the dance. I’m sure we’ll talk again before the night is over.” She patted him on the chest and slightly nudged him away. He took the hint to get lost.
“Come on little guy, let’s go see what Biles is doing out by the water.” Deviating, he and the frisky one headed off on their own.
“Reporting for that punch you owe me.” She slowly walked up to Dolan. Nodding with a frown he let out a deep sigh before speaking.
“I think Caprice took care of that. Just don’t try that shit again, I really need people I can count on right now. Nick says you’re the best.”
“He knows me well. Where is the Major?”
“Inside with Amador. Once he gets her settled in, he and I are headed to the Rez to break the news.”
“So, Dyson filled me in. Am I allowed inside considering the quarantine?”
“I know you won’t jump down the rabbit hole. Go on and check in with Nick.” Intentionally hip bumping Dolan she hit the new deck and went indoors. Dolan just shook his head and walked out to talk with Darcy and Violet until Nick was ready to go.
“REPORTING FOR DUTY, MAJOR.”
“Down here! Door off the kitchen.”
Nick called back. Looking around her the steely warrior actually shivered. The place gave her the creeps. A short jaunt to the kitchen she located the basement door and walked down into the dimly lit atmosphere. A cool draft energized her nipples. “To your left.”
Following his voice Opal closed in on her shirtless superior as he lit up a high-beam flashlight. “Let’s take a tour of your new duty.” From his chest the beam was shined at the tunnel entrance where the large shelving unit was blocking it.
“Don’t get claustrophobic on me.”
“Where’s Midnight? I thought she was with you.”
“Taking you to her now. Your job is two-fold. Guard that body down the pit and guard Dorei until I get back.”
“You sent her into some crazy ass tunnel after her falling into a crypt? Cold!”
“Warm her up if needed. I brought a few essentials with me from the beach house.”
“Damn! The temperature just dropped twenty degrees stepping into the void.” She trailed behind Nick feeling dread every step of the way. Taking her through the offshoot tunnel they ended up at the ancient cell that he and Dolan had found. “This place is a labyrinth.”
“Creative people!”
Ending at the cell she found a faint glow of multiple candles flickering in the gentle breeze coming in from that waterside gate leading into a thicket of brush. Opening the door after breaking the antique lock it definitely released a screech from hell.
“You chained her up down here naked as chilly as it is. Major!” Midnight Amador went up on her knees as her Kami returned. Seated on a dirty stone floor she only had a dildo and her candles to keep her company. Until now!
“Are you unhappy with your new bedroom Dorei?”
“No Kami! I find it perfect.”
“And there you have it.”
“Spiders!” She noted cobwebs! “Snakes probably!”
“A good possibility.”
“Good thing I brought my venom kit.”
“Can you find your way back here without me?”
“Easy enough! Why?”
“Go grab yourself a coat and what you need to be comfy down here. You will NOT share anything with Dorei outside of fresh water. I just fed her a salad with my dressing on it. If I’m not back in four hours there’s more lettuce in the fridge upstairs. Urinate in her dish as her dressing. NO T16R355, IS THAT CLEAR!”
“Yes, Sir!”
“There are torch scones on the walls if you want to light a few to help keep warm.”
“Or use to ward off snakes.”
“How you use them is on you. There’s nothing to catch fire in here but stone and steel.”
“Can I bring down some WD40 for those bars?”
“Nope! Keep the flavor intact. This is not a luxury. Biles is out by the sea building something to keep her occupied later. Once he’s done you can escort her outdoors to grab some sunlight until it reaches dusk. Bring her back to her habitat here after.”
“Do you even have a key to those old ass shackles she’s wearing?”
“Her hands were thin enough to go through the cuffs. She knows not to remove them until given permission.”
“So, she’s technically not locked in.”