Sky’s the Limit

Ch. 1 and 2

This story has been adjusted so that the main characters are 18.  This is also a story filled with violence, rape, abuse and death.  If you feel you may be overly disturbed by these topics, please do not read any further.  Some of the actions by Tyler Lasko, have been cut, due to his age at the time, but are hinted at in later chapters.  None of this story is true and it is all a figment of my warped imagination.  Thank you.

Chapter 1

Tyler Lasko had always been a good looking young man, dark hair, beautiful brown eyes that crinkled around the edges when he smiled, and a face that screamed of innocence.  It wasn’t that he was innocent; he just never got into any trouble because he had a way about him.  By a very early age, Tyler could make anyone believe that he could do no wrong. 

As Tyler reached his teenage years, he began noticing girls or more to the point, one girl in particular.  The fact that her name was Skyler was even more attractive to him, feeling pleasure when saying their names together, always bringing a smile to his face and heat to his groin.

Skyler was a blonde haired, blue eyed beauty with a great body and such a mild temperament, that she was envied by all who knew her. 

Tyler had been watching Skyler at a very early age and by the time they were in the eighth grade; he was watching her almost nonstop.  He would peer at her through the windows of her home and follow her at a distance when she was out of the house. 

Skyler was friendly to everyone and Tyler mimicked her behavior, striving for the same level of popularity. 

As Tyler observed Skyler, it entered his mind that she wasn’t like other girls.  She didn’t watch the boys as they walked past her, but she did watch some of the girls when she thought nobody was looking.  It occurred to him that Skyler was a lesbian, but he didn’t care and he continued watching her through high school, trying to come up with a way to make her his. 

By the time Tyler had finished ninth grade, he had a complete darkroom set up, along with some of the best camera equipment ever sold.  Along with his new hobby in photography, Tyler decided that a room only he could get into was completely necessary.  He began taking photographs of Skyler at every opportunity, knowing her every move, right down to when she would brush her teeth at night, capturing it all on film.

 

The locked room didn’t take very long at all to completely fill with pictures of Skyler.  Tyler would spend many hours in this room, dreaming of the day when Skyler would belong to him alone.

Skyler would spend these years completely oblivious to the obsessions of Tyler.  She had spoken to him many times in school, along with other kids, but she had never been made aware during a single conversation that he had any extra feelings for her.  She had even gone to a party at his house one night and even though the two of them had a conversation on the sofa for a short time about teachers and college, it was Tyler who eventually left to mingle. 

After Skyler had left Tyler’s party, he locked himself in his dark room, unloading the film from the camera that had been taking still shots of Skyler and him on the sofa.  As he developed them, he liked how they looked together; making him more determined that she needed to be his.

By the time Skyler Davis had turned 18, the only thing that could be said about her, was that she was drop-dead gorgeous with her blonde hair, blue eyes and great tits.  The fact that she was a sweet girl only made her more appealing to Tyler.

Skyler had never cared for the school cliques, choosing to have a large circle of friends, rather than just a few close ones.  She was nice to everyone and generally everyone was nice to her.  She had never been influenced by peer pressure, but every so often, it did get to her, along with a mother who wanted to know why she didn’t have a boyfriend yet.  If only she could think of a good way to keep anyone from finding out she was gay until college, life would be perfect.

Tyler Lasko was still the best looking boy in school at 18.  He was polite and he still had eyes that crinkled when he smiled.  With his mustache stubble and just the slightest amount of chest hair, running in a thin trail down past his navel, every girl wanted him to ask her out.

 

Over the years, Tyler had become even more devious and sneaky about watching Skyler.  It still didn’t matter to him that she was a lesbian; he wanted her and became single-minded in his obsession.  He was positive he had finally figured out a way to make her his. 

Tyler had another secret that even he didn’t know; it was one that wasn’t easily spotted.  Tyler Lasko was a sociopath and in his entire 18 years, he could tell a straight out lie, actually believing it to be true; that ability was about to come in handy. 

The night Tyler saw Skyler at the end of summer party; he was determined to put his plan into action.  He walked up to the group of girls, asking Skyler if he could have a word alone with her.  As Skyler began following him, she turned and smiled at the girls she had been talking to as they began whispering.  She knew that every single one of them was wishing they were her at that moment. 

Skyler had always thought Tyler was a nice boy, she had even considered asking him out once, but decided it wouldn’t be fair to lead him on, knowing she wanted to be with someone completely different.

As they walked down to his car, he jumped on the front of it while Skyler slid up beside him.

“What’s up Tyler?” 

“I’ve been keeping a secret, but I just need to tell somebody and you’ve always seemed like someone who could be trusted.  Can I trust you Skyler, I mean, really trust you?”  Tyler asked her with a tear in his eye.

“Sure you can Tyler, what’s wrong?”  She asked, touching his arm.

“I… I’m… shit this is hard,” Tyler began, looking towards the sky.

“It’s okay Tyler, I promise, I won’t say a word,” Skyler insisted.

“I’m gay,” Tyler blurted out, turning to look at her face after a moment.  “Are you disgusted?” 

“God no Tyler!  I understand completely, I mean, as long as you’ve told me your secret, I guess my secret would be safe with you, wouldn’t it?” 

“After that, you can tell me anything.” 

“I’m gay too Tyler.” 

“You aren’t messin’ with me, are you?” 

“I swear,” she insisted.  “I don’t want it getting around right now though, just like you wouldn’t, I’m sure.” 

“I wouldn’t tell anyone, I promise, but I also wanted to ask you a little favor, maybe it could benefit us both in the end.” 

“What sorta favor?” 

“I’ve been getting harassed a lot lately, especially at home and I thought that since you’re not seeing anyone; you aren’t, are you?”  Tyler thought to ask first.

“No, I’m really not,” Skyler smiled.

“I just thought that maybe, we could pretend to be dating for a little while, so everyone would back off?” 

“I’ve been getting a lot more shit lately too, especially from my mom,” Skyler admitted, actually considering it.

“So you think you might wanna, maybe?”  He asked.

“Sure, why not?  Even if it’s only for a little while, people would back off then.” 

Skyler hopped off the car hood, holding her hand out to Tyler.  Score, he thought to himself as he put his hand into hers, shaking it. 

As they began walking back to the party, Tyler slipped his hand into Skyler’s.  She looked up at him, smiling and confirming that everything was falling into place. 

Tyler started the school year off properly, picking Skyler up that morning and driving her.  They walked into school holding hands and it didn’t take long for word to get around that they were a couple.  He walked Skyler to all of her classes and on the weekends they would cruise the streets with Skyler sitting close to Tyler so the other kids could see them together. 

Generally when they drove around town, they would talk about school or their families.  Skyler would especially talk about her cat, Frisbee and all of the things he use to do when he was a kitten.  She explained that she had gotten Frisbee for a birthday gift when she was three years old and he generally followed her wherever she went when she was home.  Tyler laughed at all of her stories, hanging on every word, still unable to believe that she was sitting beside him in his car. 

After a month of faux dating, Skyler invited Tyler over to dinner with her family.  The night went extremely well.  Her parents and little sister adored Tyler, thinking he was the perfect gentleman, polite and extremely gracious.

Whenever they were around people, especially in school they would always give one another a quick kiss hello and goodbye.  At parties, they would occasionally neck, once Tyler convinced her that it would really throw off suspicion. 

At one particular party, after a very lengthy necking session, Skyler leaned forward, giving Tyler a hug.

“You’re not supposed to be getting that excited when you’re kissing me,” Skyler whispered, noticing the bulge in his pants.

“What if I’m seeing someone else when I’m kissing you?”  He whispered.

“Who?”  Skyler asked with a smile.  “Tell me, I wanna know what kinda guys you like.” 

“You tell me about girls first,” Tyler insisted, buying some time.

“Me first?  Let me think for a minute... real, or someone I wouldn’t have a chance to get near in a million years?” 

“Real first,” Tyler instructed as Skyler began looking around the party.

“Hmm, I would have to say, Nikki Freeman and for the outta leaguer, Madonna.” 

“Those are two completely different looks.” 

“Well, Nikki’s pretty hot, with the long dark hair and the pierced naval, but Madonna’s gorgeous, now you.” 

“I guess, Joshua Kentz, because of his dimples, and for the other one, I’m almost embarrassed to say,” Tyler began, leaning his head against Skyler’s as he blushed.  “Michael Fox, I just think he’s so little and cute.”

“I like him, he is cute and as far as real guys go, Josh is pretty hot,” Skyler admitted as she felt Tyler’s body twitch.  “What just happened?” 

“Nothing, why, did something just happen?” 

“You just flinched when I agreed that Josh was hot.” 

“I don’t remember that.  You wanna get outta here?”  Tyler asked.  “Maybe we could go watch a movie at my place or something, before I take you home?” 

“I should be getting home anyway,” Skyler explained, suddenly feeling uncomfortable.  “My dad hasn’t been feeling very well lately and I should get home before he goes to bed so I don’t wake him up.” 

“Sure, I understand, c’mon, I’ll drive ya,” Tyler offered as they walked to his car.

That was the day Skyler began having doubts about Tyler and his honesty, but she stuck it out with some limitations for almost three months.  She had begun staying home more, spending time with her family, but there were still nights when Tyler would show up and watch television with them. 

Skyler’s family loved him and enjoyed when Tyler would stop in to visit, even inviting him to her sister, Heather’s birthday party and loving him more after he helped clean up the mess.  This was the final straw for Skyler, making her realize it was time to put an end to their, so-called relationship.

Tyler knew he was losing his grip on Skyler and it had been getting more difficult to keep his hands off her.  She was his, she just hadn’t realized it yet, but she would soon enough.  He knew he would need to make his next move sooner than he had originally planned.

The following day after school, Tyler was waiting for Skyler by her locker.  She stopped when she first saw him, eventually continuing on to put her books away. 

“Tyler, I don’t wanna do this anymore.” 

“What’re you talking about?”  Tyler asked as she began walking away from him.

“This just isn’t working for me anymore Tyler,” Skyler continued walking.  “I wanna thank you for helping me out and all, but I just wanna go the rest of the way alone.  I still wanna be friends, if that’d be okay with you?” 

“Please don’t do this yet?  Can’t we just hold off until schools over?”  Tyler begged once he caught up to her.

“Tyler, we’ve been going out for a few months already, nobody’s gonna bug us anymore, we’ll be fine until school’s over.” 

“Are you going to the Christmas party tonight?”  Tyler asked calmly, trying not to panic.

“I think so, Jenny’s picking me up I think.” 

“You already told people you were breaking up with me?” 

“No, I never said we broke up, I just said we were taking a little break,” Skyler explained.  “And I only told Jenny.” 

“Can we maybe talk more tonight?” 

“I don’t think there’s anything else to talk about Tyler.  Let’s just leave it at what it was, okay?”  Skyler asked, leaving Tyler to stare after her.

Chapter 2

Tyler didn’t take the breakup very well at all.  It was obvious to him that Skyler truly didn’t understand her place yet, and it made him incredibly angry.  The first thing he did was to go home and rip down one entire wall of Skyler’s photographs, cursing her as he cried.  After he finished with his tantrum, he spent the rest of the afternoon putting them back up.  He calmed down by going through this process, knowing that by the end of the night, Skyler would be his forever.

Skyler had been talking to a boy at the party; David Klasp was explaining a school project they had been working on.  She noticed Tyler staring at them and looking agitated, but she chose to ignore him.  David excused himself to go into the woods, while Skyler took that opportunity to talk with a group of girls for a few minutes.  When the girls began asking where Tyler was, Skyler merely shrugged her shoulders after scanning the crowd, explaining how she had decided they needed to take a break for a little while.  She spent some time discussing how everything had come about, without going into too much detail, until she was suddenly being pulled away from the group by Tyler. 

Skyler pulled loose from Tyler’s grip once they rounded the corner, only to have him hit her alongside the head.  They were far enough away from the party, so nobody saw it and the music was loud enough to drown out her cry from the pain.  He knew better than to leave any marks on her face, but the side of her head was fair game.  Skyler grabbed her head as she fell into the snow bank, not exactly positive about what was happening.  Tyler grabbed her by the arm again, pulling her up and dragging her to the car, pushing her in from the driver’s side.

“What in the hell’re you doing?!” 

“Shut the fuck up!”  He shouted, driving towards town.  “What the fuck were you doing with him?!” 

“We were talking about a school project.  Tyler, what’s up with you?  What in the hell is this?”  She asked, feeling a little frightened, but trying to stay calm.

“You’re my girl!  You belong with me, not fucking around with other guys!” 

“Tyler, you know I’m not interested in guys at all and I’m not your girl, not for real, we just talked about all of this today!” 

“No, you’re mine now,” Tyler calmly, shook his head.

“I don’t belong to anyone,” she informed him.  “I thought you were gay?” 

“You’re so dense sometimes,” Tyler remarked, staring at her.

Skyler attempted to open the door, not caring if she threw herself out of the car while it was moving, but Tyler grabbed her by the hair, pulling her towards him.  As the door shut again, he pushed her head, hard into the passenger window.  Skyler fought a losing battle to stay conscious.  The last thing she heard was Tyler telling her how much he loved her.

By the time Skyler was coming to, she was lying on Tyler’s bed without any clothes on and he was lying beside her, naked as well.  

As she was opening her mouth to scream, Tyler clamped his hand over it, crawling on top of her.  She was fighting to get away from him, but he held her hands above her head before calmly speaking. 

“You need to calm down and listen to me,” Tyler advised.  “This is gonna happen, whether you want it to or not, so it’s up to you if you wanna keep fighting with me.  You’re just gonna make me hurt you more if you keep struggling.  You belong to me and that’s the way it’s supposed to be.  I’m gonna take my hand away from your mouth now, but if you scream, I’m gonna bash you in the head again, understand?” 

Skyler looked Tyler in the eyes, wondering how he could have changed overnight.  She knew she was about to be raped, but she could see something in his eyes at that moment and it frightened her more than the thought of being raped.  She nodded her head as she stopped struggling.

Tyler slowly removed his hand from her mouth, and even though she was still crying, he knew she wouldn’t give him anymore trouble.  Giving her one of his best smiles, he caressed her cheek, wiping away a tear.  He kissed her, but she was having trouble returning his kisses as she was still crying, so he moved down, kissing and suckling one nipple, while tweaking and pinching the other.  He continued holding her hands above her head, until he could be sure she wouldn’t try to run. 

Skyler hated the fact that her body betrayed her the way it did, with small moans and whimpers escaping from her lips.  Tyler smiled, gradually loosening his grip on her wrists.  When she still wasn’t fighting him, he continued kissing his way down her stomach. 

Skyler couldn’t understand how Tyler was making her feel so good, when she was so frightened.  Try as she might, she couldn’t fight the sounds of pleasure escaping her mouth, especially after he spread her legs apart, pushing his tongue into her vagina, while he fondled her nipples with his fingers.  The only thing she could think of doing was to close her eyes and grasp the blanket with her hands as she felt Tyler’s tongue moving through the center of her pussy lips, up to her clit where he flitted it with his tongue, causing her to gasp and involuntarily thrust her hips towards his face. 

All the little peeps and squeaks escaping Skyler were like music to Tyler’s ears.  He couldn’t remember ever feeling so happy.  It only got better as he lowered his hand to stretch her vagina.  He knew it was going to hurt her anyway, but he didn’t want to hurt her any more than necessary, so he slowly began pushing his fingers into her hole, first one around and slowly he put in two more, twisting and stretching her. 

Just as Skyler thought she was going to have an orgasm; Tyler removed his fingers and tongue, making his way back up her body until they were face-to-face again.  Slowly she opened her eyes, wanting the orgasm and yet hoping he had changed his mind, but he hadn’t.

“This is the part that’s gonna hurt a little at first, but it’ll feel better once we get going,” he explained, “but you still better not scream.  I don’t wanna hurt you, but it doesn’t mean I won’t.” 

Skyler nodded as the tears began sliding out of the corners of her eyes again when she felt the head of Tyler’s penis being moved around between her pussy lips, just before he began guiding it into her vagina, taking her breath away.  Tyler moved in and almost out, before, slowly pushing in again until he felt the little barrier.  It was the only thing stopping him from becoming one with Skyler and with one quick push, it wasn’t.

As Tyler broke through her hymen, Skyler’s eyes opened wide as a small squeak escaped from her mouth.  It hurt like hell and the pressure made her feel horribly uncomfortable, but at least, after a short time, it didn’t hurt anymore.  She closed her eyes again until Tyler told her to look at him. 

Slowly, Skyler looked up at his face and he told her he loved her before slapping her alongside the head, telling her she needed to tell him she loved him too.  Once she cooperated, he instructed her to wrap her legs around him and to tweak his nipples. 

When Tyler knew he was about ready to cum, he reached down, swirling a finger around Skyler’s clit again, until she was cumming with him.  Tyler collapsed on top of Skyler after emptying his jism into her, leaving his penis inside, until he had the strength to roll off to the side.

Skyler lay quietly sobbing as she asked him, why over and over again.

“I told you why.  You didn’t think you belonged to me, but I know you do.”

“But why?”  She cried.

“We’re finished discussing this.  You plan on telling anyone?”  He asked, watching her shake her head.  “Gee, why don’t I believe you?” 

“I promise, I won’t tell anyone.” 

“I know you won’t.  You know how I know?”  He asked, as she stared, blankly at him.  “Because unless you want me to hurt your little sister and your parents, you won’t say a fucking word to anyone and now you’re mine, so unless you want me to start hurting the people around you, you’re gonna do what I want you to do, understand me?”  Tyler asked this with absolutely no hostility or emotion involved.  All Skyler could do, was nod.

“I think you should give me a blowjob,” Tyler suggested, testing the rules.

“I… I don’t know how?”  Skyler said as her voice shook.

“Just play with my balls and suck my cock.”

“I don’t think it’ll fit.”

“You’ll learn how and you’ll learn to love it.”

Skyler moved onto her stomach down to Tyler’s penis, seriously doubting it would fit as she watched it grow, plus it had blood and cum on it, making her feel queasy.  Skyler was just about to beg him, not to make her touch it until she could clean it off, when Tyler reached down, slapping her across the back of the head and snapped Skyler out of her daze. 

She moved one hand to begin massaging his testicles as she slowly moved her face closer to Tyler’s penis.  Skyler thought she might get rid of some of the mess, if she used her other hand to help her mouth, but she wound up getting smacked on the ass for that idea.  Giving up on finding any way out of what she was supposed to do, Skyler ran her tongue up and down the shaft, taking the head into her mouth until the only nasty spots left, where in Tyler’s pubic hairs.  She was seriously hoping he didn’t expect her to clean that up too, but another whack, on her already sore ass, said otherwise. 

Tyler slid his hand up Skyler’s thigh, making her jump as he swatted her on the ass yet again, telling her to slide closer to him.

Skyler started having trouble keeping track of what she was doing when Tyler ran his fingers through her pussy, causing her to scrape her teeth too hard over his penis.  This, in turn brought about another ass slap. 

Tyler began directing Skyler, telling her exactly what he wanted done and how he wanted her to do it.  When he wanted her to go all the way down on him, she gagged, causing him to slap her ass.  Every time she began to gag, he would slap her in the same spot and it was beginning to hurt.  When Tyler knew he was close to cumming, he fingered Skyler, so she would cum at the same time.

Skyler felt nauseated from swallowing his cum.  It was tangy, yet salty all at the same time and she didn’t care for the smell or the texture, but she shakily smiled when she finished, avoiding another whack on the ass.  Skyler crawled up to where Tyler was holding his arm open for her; she wasn’t sure what he expected her to do, so she just lay there until, he told her to put her arm over his waist.  She didn’t want him getting angry with her, but she let him know that she was going to be grounded if she wasn’t home on time.  After making her kiss him, he let her get dressed.

As Tyler drove her home, he let Skyler know he would be picking her up for breakfast at seven the following morning, and she had better be ready.  Kissing her goodnight, he reminded her that if she said anything to anybody at all, he would hurt her entire family, starting with her little sister.  Skyler promised she wouldn’t say a word to anyone before giving him the required kiss and going into the house.

Skyler had taken such a hot shower before crawling into bed, that it felt as though her skin would peel right off.  She felt dirty and trapped as she curled up. 

All she wanted to do was to wake her parents and tell them exactly what had happened to her, but she knew she couldn’t.  She wasn’t exactly sure why she believed Tyler would hurt her family, but something in his eyes made her believe him.  As Skyler cried, she pulled her cat, Frisbee, as close to her as he would allow.

Tyler knew he needed to get his point across to Skyler, so he waited until he was sure the entire family was asleep, before letting himself into the house.  The deadbolt was put on wrong, making him laugh out loud.  It had to have been the easiest door that he had broken into and such a stupid mistake, not that it would have kept him out, but it still made things entirely too easy. 

Whenever things were easy for Tyler, he always took that as a sign he was doing the right thing.

Tyler made his way up to Skyler’s room and even though her door was locked, it was also easy to open.  Using the metal toothpick on his pocket knife, he popped the door open immediately. 

With the moonlight shining through Skyler’s window, Tyler likened her to an angel, soon to be his angel forever and he smiled to himself at the thought. 

Frisbee lifted his head to look at Tyler, but he never moved.  The cat’s attitude was seriously pissing Tyler off, making him feel as though the cat were taunting him, that he would always be closer to Skyler, than Tyler would ever be.  He reached down, lifting Frisbee off the bed, leaving the room after one more look at Skyler.  She was his and after that night, she would start to know her place. 

Tyler left the house the same way he had gone in and once they were outside, he began petting Frisbee.

“Sorry it had to end this way old man, but after tonight, I’ll be the only one she needs for anything, ever again,” Tyler explained, smiling at Frisbee.

With one quick snap, Frisbee stopped purring and went limp in Tyler’s arms.  The cat was then positioned to make it look as though he were trying to get up the front steps, but couldn’t.  Tyler walked to his car, laughing all the way.  He had a date in the morning and he was positive he was going to sleep better than ever.

Skyler woke up to screaming the following morning and ran downstairs to find her mother with her back against the door.

“What’s wrong mom?”  Skyler asked fearfully.  “What is it?  Are you okay?” 

“Did you let Frisbee out when you came home last night?”  Asia Davis asked. 

“No!  I wouldn’t do that!  He was sleeping with me!  Where is he?”

“Just go back upstairs until your father takes him off the porch.” 

“No, I wanna see him!  Was he hurt?  What happened?”  Skyler cried.  “He was sleeping with me, how’d he get out?”

“Sky, that’s impossible,” Asia insisted.  “You always sleep with your door shut, there’s no way he could have gotten out by himself.” 

“But he was sleeping with me… oh god.”  Skyler uttered, suddenly realizing what had happened.

Skyler turned, running past her father and sister on the way back to her room, feeling close to hysterical.  This all meant that Tyler had been in her room during the night and if he could get into the house that easily, none of them were safe.  The only choice she had was to do what he wanted. 

It was 6:00 a.m., when Skyler began to cry as she showered and dressed.  She was still crying when she entered the kitchen at 7:00.  Tyler walked up, putting his arms around her, expressing how sorry he was about Frisbee.  Holding her closer, he quietly instructed her to hug him, making her cry harder.

“Maybe we should wait on going out to breakfast, if you’re too upset,” Tyler suggested.

“Maybe getting out would do you some good sweetie,” Asia suggested.

“Mom, he just died!” 

Skyler was saying this as her father walked in.  Fred Davis was a slight man and hadn’t had a good day since Skyler was a child.  Not having worked in years due to his health, he began coughing as he sat at the table. 

Asia Davis, a short, plump and yet pretty woman, walked over to rub his back. 

“You should’ve been more careful about keeping him inside honey,” Fred stated sadly.

“I did daddy, he was sleeping with me!”  Skyler protested, as Tyler jabbed a finger into her back.  “I, I’m sorry, maybe that was the night before.  I’m sorry!”  She cried.

“I’m sorry too, he was a good cat,” Fred admitted.  “Maybe you ‘should’ get out of the house for a little while.” 

“I guess if both of your parents think it’s a good idea, maybe we should go for breakfast and I’ll bring you home right after.”

Skyler nodded her head reluctantly, going to put on her jacket and boots. 

As they got into Tyler’s car, Skyler put her head down, staring at her fingers.

“Why’re you doing this to me?” 

“I’m not doing anything, I love you and I just want you to love me too.  You’ll learn to love me,” Tyler said, putting his arm around her.

Skyler had no idea how his brain worked.  He had raped her, killed her cat and now he expected her to fall in love with him.  He had to know the only reason she wasn’t saying anything was because he scared her half to death.

“What d’you suppose happened to your cat?” 

“You,” Skyler almost whispered.

“You actually believe I would hurt your cat?” 

“He was sleeping in my room,” Skyler felt defeated.  “I know he was sleeping in my room.” 

“Well, if I did do that and I’m not saying I did, just imagine how easy it is for me to get into your house.  I think it might be a good idea if you start warming up to the fact that you’re mine and you’ll always be mine, don’t you think that might be a good idea?” he asked as she slowly nodded.  “So where you wanna eat?” 

“I’m not really hungry, so I don’t care.” 

“Kiss me.” 

Skyler looked into Tyler’s eyes before moving towards him, giving him a kiss.  Tyler smiled at her as he began driving towards his house. 

As they got out of the car, Skyler could see Tyler’s mother staring at them out the window.  Mrs. Lasko was mostly in the shadows, but Skyler could see her eyes quite clearly as they studied her, making Skyler feel dirty.  She put her head down when Tyler put his arm around her protectively, before walking her around to the back door. 

In the basement, Tyler led her directly into the bedroom, telling her to undress while he did the same. 

Tyler seemed to have a thing for blowjobs, and he had every intention of having her do them until she got them right, maybe even longer than that since he enjoyed them so much.  As he continued instructing her, Tyler explained to her that from that point on, she needed to look at him as though there was nothing else she would rather be doing and she always needed to swallow, unless he decided she didn’t have to.

Skyler tried getting it all down, but couldn’t seem to keep from gagging when she gave them to him, even though she wished she could so he would stop slapping her on the ass.  She had welts from the night before and he was still hitting the same spot. 

At least Tyler was seeing to it that she was getting some orgasms at the same time he was.  Even when he was fucking her, he always made sure she came at the same time he did. 

As he held her after they had finished the first round, Tyler lit a cigarette.

“I didn’t know you smoked,” Skyler commented as she lay in Tyler’s arms.

“I have for a while now, I just didn’t wanna do it around you before,” Tyler explained.  “You’re mine now, so it doesn’t matter.  You don’t have a problem with it, do you?” 

“No, I don’t have a problem with it.” 

“Wouldn’t really matter if you did, I guess.” 

“Can I ask you a question Tyler?  Will you promise not to hurt me?” 

“I won’t hurt you, I love you,” Tyler said, putting out his cigarette.

“I just wanted…”  Skyler began, until she was slapped alongside the head. 

Skyler was left holding her head, feeling horribly confused.

“You need to learn to tell me you love me when I tell you I love you,” Tyler instructed as Skyler tried keeping herself from crying.

“I’m sorry, I, I love you,” Skyler said as Tyler slapped her again.

“Next time don’t hesitate when you tell me you love me and I mean it.  You need to do what I want you to do or you’re just gonna piss me off.  I don’t wanna hurt you; I just need you to do what I tell you to do.” 

“I’m sorry, I’ll try harder.” 

Tyler moved towards Skyler as she cringed, but he didn’t hurt her, he held her close as he kissed her head, then her nose and landing on her lips.  He began kissing her more until he became aroused again.  He began to fondle her breasts, kissing his way down her body, until it occurred to him that while he was working to please her, she wasn’t even touching him unless he forced her to. 

He pulled her out of the bed by her hair, dragging her to the kitchen table.  He pushed her head down sideways onto the table as he roughly pushed his penis into her pussy from behind.  Skyler tried making Tyler loosen his grip, compelling him to slam her head against the table top, before ejaculating inside her.  When Tyler finished, he pulled her up, slamming her against the wall.

“Don’t you ever try and stop me again when I’m doing whatever the fuck it is I’m doing, you understand?!” 

“I understand, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” 

“And from now on, if you don’t start touching me as much as I’m touching you when we make love, you’re gonna get more of this kind of treatment, or worse!  Got it?!”

“I do, I’m sorry!  I’m still so new at all of this, I just didn’t know.” 

Skyler was crying as Tyler pulled her to him, holding her as she tried calming down.  He picked her up, as she shakily put her arms around his neck, making him smile before he carried her back to the bedroom.

Skyler was positive that Tyler was insane by then and she knew there was absolutely no way out of the situation unless he either killed her, or she killed him, but she was almost positive that she didn’t have it in her to kill him, so she would need to deal with each situation as it happened. 

The first up was Christmas and how to spend it.  Tyler had made the decision for her, so it was up to her to convince her parents to let her spend the entire day at Tyler’s house.  Unfortunately, they understood completely, telling Skyler stories of past holidays when they were first married and how they were forced to divide their time between families. 

She was beginning to think they would let her do anything, as long as Tyler suggested it first.

 

The first thing Katherine Lasko made clear, was that without a doubt, Skyler wasn’t welcome upstairs.  Tyler smiled, letting his mother know they would be spending the day downstairs, alone. 

Skyler felt as though she wanted to cry when she heard him say it, knowing that at some point, if not already, she was going to wind up pregnant. 

Tyler couldn’t seem to get enough of her that day and he wanted her everywhere.  On the kitchen counter, in the shower, against the wall, over the couch, but he could actually be so sweet at times when he would cuddle her, or feed her fruit, especially since Skyler was getting better at pretending she loved him. 

She always made sure to return any touches, or pleasure, since Skyler was never quite sure what was going to set him off, or when. 

Tyler had shown her where the food and sodas were, but when she went for a soda, he became agitated again before pushing her head down onto the table and raping her.  When she asked him why he would even show her if he didn’t want her touching it, he informed her that it was just general information, in case he wanted something.  She wasn’t allowed to have anything, unless he offered it to her. 

As Skyler watched the news with her parents one night, the report about a missing boy at the Christmas party came on.  David Klasp was the boy Skyler had been talking to about the school project before her entire world began falling apart.  She began crying, as it occurred to her that he would’ve probably been fine, if she hadn’t spoken to him.  She excused herself, going up to bed. 

As she went to take a shower before bed, she looked at her body in the mirror.  She was almost one giant bruise and the only place on her body that wasn’t bruised was her face, but she was almost positive that if she were to shave her head, that would be incredibly bruised as well. 

Skyler decided to soak in a nice hot bubble bath, thinking that with any luck, she would fall asleep and drown.  As she crawled into the hot water, she put the washcloth over her eyes and cried.

Fred and Asia Davis had been slightly disturbed by their daughter’s behavior since Frisbee had been found.  As she ran upstairs after the news broadcast about the missing boy, they looked at each other.

“Is she okay?” 

“Well how would I know, she doesn’t talk to me!”  Asia reminded him.  “It’s usually you she goes to when she wants to talk about things.” 

“She hasn’t said two words to me since Frisbee died.  I just thought she told Tyler everything now,” Fred explained.  “I asked her the other day if there was something she wanted to talk about and she began this violent head shaking and left the table.” 

“She’d come to us if there was anything going on, wouldn’t she?” 

“She always has in the past,” Fred stated as he began coughing violently.

Asia got out of her chair, going to her husband and rubbing his back.  It seemed to be the only thing that calmed him lately.  As she looked at her frail husband, she couldn’t help but love him.  She never understood how he had actually gotten the lung cancer since he had never smoked.  With only a part of one lung left, they were never sure from one day to the next how long he would actually be around.  Asia bent down, kissing her husband on the head.

“She’ll figure it out, don’t worry, she always does.” 

“I know she will,” Fred agreed, turning to smile at his wife.

Tyler Sr. and Katherine were having a drink before dinner as Tyler Sr., was trying to calm down his wife.  He wasn’t exactly positive what she was so upset about, but he let her have her anger. 

Katherine Lasko hadn’t seen a sober day since the morning she found her six-month-old daughter, Lizbeth, still and cold in her crib.  An apparent victim of Sudden Infant Death Syndrome, Tyler Sr. had tried his best to bring their little girl back, but his efforts had been useless and that was how he continued to feel since that day. 

Since Lizbeth’s funeral, Tyler Sr. had spent more time at his real estate company, than he did at home.  Their son had lived in the basement since he had turned 14, just to stay clear of his mother’s hurtful words.  Tyler Sr. found it easier to give in to both of their demands, rather than trying to make them a family again, feeling like less of a man with every passing day. 

The one thing Tyler Sr. couldn’t help Katherine with, was their son.  He had always had a will of his own and it was definitely stronger than his mother’s.  Tyler Sr. realized a long time ago that it didn’t pay to argue with either one of them, so he didn’t.

“I just don’t see what he sees in her.” 

“What’s not to see?  She’s beautiful and she’s polite, well mannered, sexy…” Tyler Sr. was going on.

“Stop it right now!  Is that what you see when you look at her?”  Katherine asked, glaring at her husband.  “I mean, really?” 

“Not at all dear.  I see a gold digging little slut that accidentally latched onto our son and now she’s not gonna let go of him.” 

“That’s right!  That little bitch,” Katherine mumbled, handing Tyler Sr. her glass for a refill.

“Maybe you should eat first dear… sorry, I’ll get that for you right now.” 

Tyler Sr. took the glass knowing he would have his hands full before the night was over.  He changed his drink to club soda, in the hopes that he wouldn’t need to get physical with her again.  There were times when she was so far gone; the only thing he could do was slap her, in order to calm her down.  He didn’t like to do it, she knew he hated doing it, but that was where she usually pushed it when she didn’t drink enough to pass out first.  He stood and thought about it a moment, before making her drink a little stronger.  He took the drink to his wife, smiling as he handed it to her.

Tyler had been feeling very pleased with his accomplishment and had begun cleaning out his room of Skyler.  He felt it wasn’t necessary any longer, since he had the real thing.  After putting the pictures into a bag, Tyler put them in the burn barrel out back, throwing some charcoal lighter fluid onto them before tossing a match into the barrel.  He smiled, knowing it was time to go pick his girl up for school.

Skyler had mostly been getting through one day at a time, but barely.  She wasn’t exactly positive how much longer she could keep it together, but she was doing her best.

As she walked through the halls, a group of kids were standing around talking up ahead.  She stopped to listen as they were talking about the mysterious disappearance of David.  There were many assumptions going around, but they weren’t trying to explain away the fact that his car was still there. 

Skyler wasn’t aware that Tyler was beside her until he was pulling her away from the group of kids.

“Why’re you listening to that shit?!” 

“I was just going to class and they were all standing there, I don’t know why I stopped.” 

“I know why,” Tyler growled accusingly.  “Your hot numbers were in that little group!” 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” 

“Yeah, right, listen to your voice, I can hear the lies.” 

“Those aren’t lies,” Skyler insisted.  “I’m just afraid that you’re gonna get upset again.” 

“Gee, why would I get upset?” 

Skyler had no idea at first where Tyler was dragging her, but as they began moving down, she was positive she knew where they were headed. 

Tyler knew exactly when the tunnels would be empty and he had his own spot in a very dark corner where he would pull Skyler so she could give him blowjobs.  If she could do it without gagging, he would walk her back to class where she would spend the entire hour feeling nauseated, if she couldn’t do it without gagging, they would stay there until she got it right, getting a slap to the back of the head every time she gagged.

That day she managed to get it right the first time, plus she kissed and licked his balls, making him extremely happy, so he walked her to class, kissing her at the door.

At the end of the day, when Tyler wasn’t waiting to take her home, Skyler was almost too frightened to leave without him.  She actually waited by her locker for an entire hour, before making the journey home, on foot. 

As she was walking, emergency sirens were suddenly blaring, sending her into a panic as she began to run home, needing to be positive that her family was safe. 

As Skyler ran in the front door, her father and sister were staring at her from the living room.

“What’s wrong?!”  Heather asked as her eyes grew wide.

“Nothing, I just heard the sirens and I wanted to make sure everyone was okay,” Skyler said as she was trying to calm down.  “Mom still at work?” 

“Yeah, she’s bringing home pizza for dinner,” Heather announced with a smile.

“You sure you’re okay honey?” 

“I’m okay daddy, thanks,” Skyler said before walking over to give her father a kiss on the cheek.

“You’re so weird lately,” Heather pointed out.

“I’ve just had a lot on my mind, I’m sorry,” Skyler explained.

“Yeah, well you use to be fun, now you just worry about everything,” She returned before going upstairs.

“You know, I’m always here if you need to talk.”

“I know you are daddy, thanks,” Skyler said before going to her room.

As Skyler opened her bedroom door, she let out a small scream after seeing Tyler stretched out on her bed.  Stepping back into the hall, she assured her sister that she was fine, before shouting down to her father that her eyes were just playing tricks on her and everything was okay.  Heather called her a ‘freak’, before storming back into her own bedroom. 

Skyler entered her bedroom, turning the stereo on so her family wouldn’t hear them, before locking her door.

“What’re you doing here Tyler?” 

“Waiting for you.  Where were you?” 

“I waited for you at school, but when you didn’t come for me, I walked home.” 

“Who were you with?” 

“I wasn’t with anyone, I swear.” 

“Take off your pants and come here.” 

“My dad’s right below us Tyler!” 

“You arguing with me Skyler?”  Tyler asked, propping himself up on one elbow.

“No, I just thought we’d go to your place,” Skyler stated frantically as he smiled.

“I’m gonna leave and then I’m gonna come back and I want you to be ready to come to my place,” Tyler explained, getting off her bed.

“Can we just make it early, please?  I just have so much homework to do.” 

“Gee, we’ve been together every night for how long now?” 

“Almost four months,” Skyler replied, looking at the floor. 

“I really don’t see you finishing school, d’you?”  He asked, kissing her before letting himself out of the room.

Skyler sat on the edge of the bed as she thought about the fact that he was probably right.  She had been pretty sure she was pregnant, but she was trying to put off thinking about it for as long as she possibly could.  Now she knew that Tyler knew and she felt even more trapped.  Her parents would never understand how she had let it happen. 

She stood up, going into her bathroom to wash her face before changing out of her school clothes and putting on jeans and a sweater.  As Skyler looked at herself in the mirror she ran her hand over her stomach.  At least she didn’t have to worry about hiding it yet, she guessed that was one plus to the entire mess. 

Skyler began to wonder what she had done that was so bad that she deserved what was happening to her.  She had to stop thinking when she heard the doorbell. 

Tyler had made it outside without anyone, but her even knowing he had been inside.  Skyler slowly made her way down the stairs to where Tyler was sitting in the living room, talking to Fred.

“They just had a news bulletin on about somebody else from your school,” Fred announced.

“Somebody other than David?”  Skyler asked.  “Have they found David yet?” 

“No, it wasn’t about him.  Some girl in your class hung herself in the woods behind her home after school today,” Fred stated, taking a sip of juice.

“What girl?”  Skyler asked as Tyler walked around behind her.

“Nichole something or other,” Fred began.  “I can’t remember.” 

“Nichole Freeman?”  Skyler asked.

“Yes, that’s it,” Fred nodded.

Skyler was only able to keep it together for a minute before the room began to spin and go dark.  When she opened her eyes, she was lying on Tyler who was sitting on the sofa with her father and Heather staring down at her.  Tyler rubbed her cheek gently, trying to wake her.

When Skyler remembered why she had passed out to begin with, she tried getting away from Tyler.  He held her firmly, telling her she should rest for a moment.  Skyler wanted to get up and run as far away from Tyler as she could possibly get, but she knew that look in his eyes meant she should stay perfectly still, so she did. 

Tyler could feel that Skyler was about to get out of control, asking Fred and Heather, if they could give the two of them a moment. 

Fred and Heather walked into the kitchen, leaving Skyler in tears, as she watched them go through the doorway.

“If you don’t start cooperating with me, I’m almost positive that I could get your sister into a car with me,” he informed her, kissing her tears away.  “Understand me?” 

Skyler had no choice after that comment and could only nod. 

She knew he had hurt David somehow and she was positive he was responsible for Nikki hanging from a tree.  She couldn’t take anymore chances, especially with her family.  She was going to have to stop looking at, or talking to anyone.  She pretty much knew it was all over for her and she just had to let that sink in and accept it.

She had regained some composure by the time her father and sister returned to the living room.  They were both surprised to find Skyler, calmly leaning against Tyler.

“You okay?”  Fred asked.

“Yeah, I’m sure it was just the shock of hearing about Nikki,” she explained.

“Maybe you should just get some rest tonight babe,” Tyler suggested.

“I think that’s a good idea honey,” Fred agreed.  “I know you haven’t been sleeping very well.” 

“Not sleeping?  What’s bothering you?”  Tyler asked as Skyler shot him a look and then looked at her lap just as quickly.

“I don’t know, school and stuff.”

“Maybe you should get some rest and I’ll just see you in the morning,” Tyler suggested, before giving her a kiss and saying goodbye to the rest of the family.

Tyler walked out of the house angry again.  It was obvious that Skyler had been thinking she would get close to Nikki at some point and she was upset that it couldn’t happen after she was dead.  He knew right then what he needed to do.

Skyler ran up to her bedroom after a small argument about eating supper, once Asia showed up with pizza.  She insisted she would be fine if she missed a meal, before leaving her family even more curious about her behavior. 

In her room Skyler began pacing, not a chance she could concentrate on homework right then anyway.  It seemed that every time she tried to lay down that afternoon, she would wind up pacing again.  It was almost 11 p.m. when she fell asleep due to complete exhaustion.

Skyler’s sleep was fitful and short-lived when she suddenly felt a hand over her mouth and Tyler’s weight on top of her as he whispered for her to take off her panties.  She struggled underneath him to get them off.

Skyler wondered what had gotten him so excited, since he only had to shove his penis inside before he came. 

Tyler rolled off, pulling her into his arms before he began kissing her.  As he began taking his clothes off, Skyler put her hand on top of his.

“What if my parents come in here?” 

“Then we’ll just tell ‘em you’re pregnant anyway and we’re getting married.”

“It’s not for sure that I’m pregnant.” 

“You arguing with me Skyler?” 

“No, I’m sorry, I know you’re right.  Can we at least go on the floor so the bed doesn’t make noise?” 

“No, I’m not sleeping on the floor.” 

Skyler was absolutely amazed when Heather hadn’t even walked down the hall to knock on her bedroom door in the night.  Tyler wasn’t very quiet when he had an orgasm and he liked to say her name, throughout the entire process, telling her he loved her almost every time he said her name. 

When the alarm went off the next morning, Skyler moved quickly, so it wouldn’t buzz too long, but when she turned back to the bed, Tyler wasn’t in it.  She checked the bathroom, but he wasn’t there either.  Putting her underwear and t-shirt on, she moved quickly out of her room to be sure he hadn’t killed her family in the night. 

Skyler walked rapidly down to Heather’s room first, throwing open the door to find Heather very irate as she was pulling her blouse in front of her, yelling at Skyler for not knocking first.  Skyler apologized before closing the door.

She ran downstairs to find her both of her parents in the kitchen.  Her father was having coffee while her mother was making breakfast.  Fred stared at his daughter with a look of worry on his face.

“You okay honey?”  Fred asked.

“Huh?  Oh, I think I just had a bad dream or something,” Skyler explained.

“But you’re okay now?” 

“Yeah, I’m okay daddy,” Skyler assured him.  “I guess I better get moving.” 

“Maybe you should stay home and get some rest honey,” Asia suggested.

“No, that’s okay,” Skyler insisted as she went back upstairs.

Skyler couldn’t figure out when Tyler had snuck out of the house since he was still wrapped completely around her 15 minutes before the alarm had gone off.  She locked her door and the door that connected to Heather’s room before taking a shower and getting dressed.

Skyler was just about to eat breakfast when there was a knock at the door.  Heather ran to answer it, walking back into the kitchen with Tyler behind her, hands on her shoulders, but he was staring directly at Skyler.  She would have to let him know that she already knew her place and he didn’t need to continue scaring her the way he was. 

Asia invited Tyler to join them for breakfast.  Thanking her, he sat next to Skyler, giving her a quick kiss, before saying good morning.  Skyler returned his good morning with the best fake smile she could muster.

As Tyler and Skyler entered the school, she resisted any temptation to look up, even though there was another crowd gathered in the hall.  Tyler was pleased, giving Skyler a smile and an ass rub.  The only time Skyler looked up, was to smile at Tyler, hoping to keep him as happy as possible. 

Tyler was leaning with his back against the other lockers, playing with a strand of Skyler’s hair, as she gathered together the books she needed for class.  Suddenly, she heard a girl’s voice yelling her name.  She never turned to look at Jenny Seraint as she moved closer; instead Skyler hoped she had everything, as she shut the locker, grabbing Tyler by the hand before leading him away from the voice.  Tyler stopped her as they got around the corner, wrapping his arms around her.

“Where’re we going?  Your class is the other way.” 

“I just wanted to get away from her.” 

“Didn’t you ride to the party with her that one night?” 

“I just asked if I could catch a ride and I’m not even positive it was her,” Skyler tried lying.

“Oh, really?” 

“I don’t know, I don’t remember, I guess it could’ve been her, I just don’t remember.  Does it really matter honey?” 

Skyler used the word, honey, to throw him off, even though she almost choked on the word.  It worked, making him smile, as he walked her to class the long way around.

Skyler took the initiative, giving Tyler a kiss, before walking into the classroom, leaving him with a huge smile.  As she sat, staring at her desk, Skyler began listening to the buzz around the room and the closer she listened, the sicker she felt. 

At some point the night before, there was another suicide.  It seemed that Joshua Kentz had driven down a dirt road and hooked a long hose from the exhaust into his car.  He had been found around two o’clock that morning. 

The Kentz family was one of the more prominent families in town, so the police began searching at midnight, after his father reported him missing, but the only reason they found him was because someone had complained about a horn blowing around their house somewhere out of town. 

Joshua had apparently slumped over the steering wheel, unfortunately, not soon enough to be found alive. 

Suddenly Skyler felt an even greater fear for the safety of anyone she had ever spoken to.  She felt so ill after her class that she asked Tyler if maybe they could pick up a pregnancy test after school.  He insisted they check it at his place and what else could she do, but agree.

It was already the end of February and this was truly the last thing Skyler wanted for a birthday gift.  Tyler had to personally supervise the test, right down to holding the stick while she peed on it. 

Tyler’s birthday was the following week and once they saw the positive, he became extremely excited, swinging her around, telling her it was his best birthday gift ever and he was already planning on when they would get married.  Skyler smiled as she gave Tyler a hug and a kiss.  She just hoped he would leave people alone after that. 

Two days later, on what Skyler thought was a good day, everything began to unravel.  Her happiness began when Tyler called to tell her he wasn’t going to school that day.  She was happy and began thinking that maybe he was losing interest in her enough to let her go.  She had actually been thinking that Tyler had changed his mind about wanting to be a father.  She was close to her old self that day, actually saying hello to people again. 

Reality sat in as Skyler walked into the house after school.  She could see the tension on her parent’s faces when they asked her to sit down.

“What’s going on is Heather okay?” 

“Heather’s fine, she’s in her room doing her homework,” Asia assured her.  “It’s you we’re worried about honey, is there anything you wanna tell us?” 

“No, why?” 

“Tyler came to see us today,” Asia informed her.  “He said some very disturbing things about you.” 

“Like what?  What’d he say?!” 

“He said that you forced yourself on him and he didn’t have time to even think about protection.  He thought we already knew you were pregnant, but that he wants to marry you and take responsibility for his baby.”

“You didn’t believe him, did you?”  Skyler asked, standing up.

“We don’t know what to believe anymore,” Fred stated.  “Since Frisbee died, you’ve been acting very strange honey.” 

“I’ve been acting strange because Tyler scares me and I’ve just been too frightened to tell you!”  Skyler blurted without thinking.

“Tyler loves you honey and ‘he’ was the one who came to us.  You’ve been so secretive lately while he’s been open and honest with us and about how much he loves you,” Asia pointed out.  You’ve been so distant and we just don’t know what to think anymore… does this mean that you aren’t pregnant?” 

“No, but I’m still the one telling you the truth!  I’m afraid of Tyler!  ‘You’ believe me, don’t you daddy?!” 

“I don’t know what to believe anymore,” Fred admitted, as Skyler stared blankly at her father.  “I wanna believe you honey, but you won’t talk to anyone anymore.  I mean, you and Tyler seem so close.”

“I don’t even like boys’ mom!”  Skyler shouted, almost hysterically.  “I’m gay!” 

“Enough!”  Asia shouted, jumping up.  “I’ve heard enough of this!  You did not just say that to me!  No daughter of mine is a lesbian and you will marry Tyler!  Now go to your room, I can’t stand looking at you right now!  We’re finished discussing this!” 

Skyler had been dismissed and ran crying to her room.  She felt completely alone at that moment.  There was absolutely nobody she could turn to if her own family wouldn’t even take her side. 

Tyler would be 19 in three more days and she would be 19 in another month and it was going to be the worst birthday of her life, she would be married to a crazy man and who knows what he would do to her when she actually was his.

She would have killed herself in that moment, but she couldn’t think about anything but the baby inside her.  She cried until she could cry no more.  There was absolutely nothing she could do but marry him and deal with whatever he wanted to do to her.  It would be the only way to keep her family safe. 

Tyler was walking into his parents’ house around the same time Skyler was being confronted by her parents.  As he walked through the front door, his mother had a drink in her hand.  Tyler stormed over, grabbing it from her, spilling some as he took it to dump down the sink.

“Tyler, give mommy back her drink,” Katherine instructed.

“Don’t talk to me like I’m a fucking baby!  When’s dad getting home?” 

“I don’t know baby, what time is it?” 

“Three-thirty.  You’d know that if you’d lay off the booze.” 

“I just miss your sister so much, but you know I love you, don’t you baby?”

“I told you to stop talking to me like that!  Lizbeth’s been dead for 12 years now, get over it already.” 

“You don’t get to talk to me like that!  You ungrateful little bastard!  You have no idea what it’s like to be a parent yet, but you will someday!”  She shouted as she cried.

“Someday soon,” Tyler announced.  Skyler and I are getting married before she has the baby.” 

“You wanna marry that slut?!” 

“You’re more of a fucking slut than she is!” 

“Don’t talk to me that way, I’m your mother!” 

“You haven’t been a mother to me since before you lost her!” 

“Don’t say that baby, you know I love you, you’re my baby boy,” Katherine cried as she staggered over to Tyler trying to hug his head to her chest.

“You don’t know what love is!”  He shouted, holding her away from him.  “The only one you loved was her!  You haven’t loved me since before she was born, so don’t even try feeding me your bullshit!  Two more drinks and you’ll be wishing I was dead instead of her, just like you do all the damn time, so don’t even fucking touch me!” 

Tyler had lost his patience the moment his mother had called Skyler a slut.  He knew for a fact that he was her first and for his mother to question the virtue of the girl he had been in love with for so many years was unacceptable. 

Grabbing his mother by the wrists, he pushed her back to the chair she had gotten out of.  He seriously thought about hitting her just before his father walked through the front door.

As Tyler Sr., walked into the house and saw Tyler standing over his mother, he just stared at the two of them.

“What’s going on son?”  Tyler Sr. asked.

“She’s drunk and I was trying to tell her that Skyler’s pregnant and we’re getting married.” 

“Well, I guess I could think of worse women to be stuck with,” he admitted, staring at his close to unconscious wife.  “You moving in downstairs?” 

“No, I wanna take her away from here.  I don’t want her mother popping in all the time and mom can’t stand her, so I wanna take her away from everyone.”

“Well, just tell me what you need and I’ll take care of it.  If you have trouble after you leave, just call or write me at work and I’ll take care of everything.  I don’t think we could trust your mother to give me your letters and besides that, what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her, right?” 

Tyler Sr. smiled as he asked his son the question, knowing perfectly well that Katherine wouldn’t remember their conversation the following morning.

Smiling at his father, Tyler knew he wouldn’t need to worry about money at all.  His father had always felt guilty about the fact that Katherine had stopped being a mother to Tyler after his sister died. 

Katherine thought she was a mother, but it was never her, it was always his father who had bent over backwards to please his son in the hopes that he wouldn’t realize that his mother had vanished in one swift move. 

Tyler didn’t feel one way or the other about the entire thing.  He knew his mother had stopped caring about him as soon as she knew she was having a girl.  As long as things turned out the way he wanted them to turn out, he was fine. 

He didn’t care about his parents, but he pretended he did with his dad, so he wouldn’t cut him off.  Tyler knew that his father’s guilt would keep him supplied with whatever he wanted and the only thing he wanted was Skyler.

The night before Tyler and Skyler were to be married, Jenny Seraint was walking home along her usual route, after her shift at the grocery store.  As she began walking down the alley, to her house, Tyler drove up beside her.

“Hey Jenny,” Tyler smiled, rolling down the window.

“Oh, hi Tyler.  Where’s Sky?” 

“She’s getting some rest tonight cuz we’re getting married tomorrow.” 

“Married?  I thought she wanted to go to college?” 

“Yeah, well things kinda changed after she got pregnant.” 

“So you’re happy about it then?” 

“Yeah, but I was actually just coming to ask you a favor.” 

“What sorta favor?” 

“Well, I know you guys hang out once in a while and I thought maybe you could help me pick out a gift to give her tomorrow.  I’m just no good at gifts,” he explained.  “I mean if it’s not too much trouble?” 

“I guess I could.  We haven’t talked in a while, but the jewelry store closes in 15 minutes, can we make it in time?” 

“I think we should be able to,” Tyler assured her with one of his famous smiles.

Jenny ran around to the passenger seat, while Tyler looked ahead and behind them.  As soon as she was inside, Tyler reached over, pulling her down onto the seat, holding his hand over her mouth and nose, as she struggled in vain to get loose.  The moment he saw her moving her hands to get hold of his arms, he grabbed them with his other hand until she was unconscious.  Removing his hand from her face, she began breathing normally, as he drove away. 

Tyler drove, brushing Jenny’s hair away from her face.  He traveled down a dirt road to a spot where there was swamp between the lake and the road. 

He needed to carry Jenny, since she was still out cold, but he managed easily, putting her into the water face first.  He stood there, lighting a cigarette, waiting to see if she would come to, but she never did. 

Tyler smiled, knowing that once he took Skyler away, nobody would ever be able to get between them again.  He smiled as he waved at Jenny’s lifeless body, before getting back into his car.  It was time to pick up his fiancé, not seeing a problem with her spending the night at his place, since they would be married soon. 

He drove off, feeling content that he had taken care of everyone he needed to worry about coming between him and Skyler and he couldn’t help but smile again.

(To be continued…)

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Sky’s the Limit

Part 2

By Kya Korday

Chapters 3, 4 & 5

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*****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.)  Under the age of 18, or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any further.  Also, if you are looking for a quick fix, this is not the story for you and you should STOP reading immediately.

Disclaimer: This story contains graphic descriptions of sex, violence, rape, non-consensual imprisonment and torture. It is definitely NOT for anyone who is offended by such material.

This story is fictional and any resemblance to anyone dead or alive is purely coincidental.  None of this story is true and it is all a figment of my warped imagination. 

The author does not condone or endorse any of the activities detailed in this story, some of which are dangerous and illegal and deadly.  This is not a very pleasant society as no one cares about anyone else.  Learn from their mistakes.  Care about others.

In the original synopsis, things became a little confusing.  Originally Skyler was 16 and Tyler was 17, but due to certain situations, they wound up being changed to 18 and somehow it was missed in the explanation, so I’m trying to fix it here.  In part two, they are returned to their original ages.  Sorry about the mix up… Different rules for different sites and my brain had a fart.

My Biggest Warning:  This story has woman on woman sex, along with my version of a Happy Ending, so if you are against this sort of conclusion, please stop reading immediately!

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Chapter 3

It was a beautiful Saturday morning as the sun reflected brightly off the light snow that had fallen the night before.  Skyler and Tyler stood in front of the Justice of the Peace with her parents and sister on one side while his parents were on the other.  Both mothers were crying, but for completely different reasons. 

 

Tyler’s father looked at Skyler as though she was the luckiest girl in the world.  She had no idea how he had fooled so many people for so long?  Skyler seemed to be the only one who knew he wasn’t what he appeared to be, if only she had seen it before she had ever gotten involved with him.

After the ceremony and once all legal documents had been signed, Skyler stood next to Tyler just inside the doors as her family walked past them, barely giving her a glance as they hurried out towards their car.  She couldn’t believe how cold they had become overnight; actually she couldn’t believe anything that had happened since the school year had begun. 

Tyler Sr. made his way to Skyler, giving her a huge hug before shaking Tyler’s hand in congratulations.  Skyler smiled at Tyler’s father, trying not to pay attention to Katherine, as she clung to Tyler, warning him of the horrible mistake she was positive he had made.  Tyler Sr. was eventually forced to peel her off their son, pushing her towards the car as Tyler took hold of Skyler’s hand, leading her to his vehicle.

The closer they were getting to the auto, the tighter Tyler’s grip was getting on Skyler’s hand.

“Tyler, you’re hurting me,” Skyler cried, trying to pull her hand away.

“Did you like that hug my dad gave you?”  He sneered.  “You sure had a nice fucking smile for him.”

“No!  I was just trying to be nice; he seems like a nice man.” 

“But I’m not, right?” 

“I never said that!  I love you Tyler,” Skyler stated when she actually felt like saying, ‘duh’ to him.

“We’ll see pretty soon how much you love me,” Tyler said, firmly pushing her into the car.

“I’m sorry; I just thought that they were my family now too.” 

“Yeah, but I didn’t see you hugging ‘your’ father.” 

“Only because he hates me now.” 

“Well that works then, because the only one you have anymore is me and the sooner you understand that the better off you’ll be.” 

“You’re all I need,” Skyler said, deciding she should at least try and make her life easier as Tyler smiled at her.

Fred, Asia and Heather had been moving along the highway towards home when Fred glanced at his wife behind the driver’s wheel.

“She didn’t look very happy,” he remarked.

“She’ll be fine,” Asia stated.

“She actually looked a little frightened,” Fred noted.

“Stop seeing things that aren’t there,” Asia snapped.

“I don’t think he is mom, I think I noticed it too,” Heather agreed.

“She’ll be fine; now both of you just let it go,” Asia insisted. 

Due to the stress on the ride home, the three of them couldn’t get to the aspirin fast enough once they reached the house. 

Tyler Sr. pushed Katherine into the passenger seat of the car before walking around to the driver’s side.  As he got inside, he glanced at his wife feeling completely frustrated with her, not even knowing which way to turn anymore.  All he could do was grind his teeth as she began to cry. 

“I just lost my baby boy.” 

“You lost him the day Lizbeth died and you know it.” 

“You don’t know anything about it!” 

“I know more than you think I know!  I also know he wanted to be downstairs so that he wouldn’t have to listen to you wish he had been the one that died instead of his sister!”

“I never said that!” 

“You did when you were drunk enough!”  Tyler shouted accusingly.  “Maybe if you had actually been a mother to him instead of a burden, he wouldn’t be moving so far away!” 

“Moving?”  Katherine inquired.  “He never told me he was moving away.” 

“He hasn’t told you anything in years and by shutting you out, he shut me out too and now it’s over and it’s too late to try and have any kind of a relationship with him, so deal with that!” 

“You dirty rotten bastard!” 

Tyler Sr. had been pushed too far in that moment as he reached over, slapping Katherine, lightly across the mouth with the back of his hand.  She began to cry at first, but as soon as he raised his hand again, she quieted down, staring out the window as she whimpered.  No more was said on the ride home as Tyler Sr., felt sickened by his own actions.

In Tyler’s mind, the moment Skyler signed the wedding papers, she had handed herself over to him.  This meant she was his to do with as he pleased, she was his property, it was perfectly clear in his mind and as soon as they entered the honeymoon suite, Tyler gave his new wife a very passionate kiss before hitting her so hard across the face that it knocked her to the floor. 

Skyler scrambled towards the corner as Tyler moved to pick her off the floor, splitting her lip open as he called her a slut.  Skyler had no idea where the accusation was headed, until Tyler ripped her dress off, shredding her panties and nylons before crawling onto her as he held Skyler by the throat.  She struggled, but to no avail, as Tyler had gotten so turned on that he roughly shoved his cock into her, laughing as she gasped for oxygen, not letting go until her eyes began to flutter and the fight had gone out of her.  Skyler lay perfectly still, other than gasping for air until Tyler orgasmed and got off her.  Curling into a ball, she lay crying as Tyler fastened his pants before leaving the room. 

 

When Tyler had returned to the room, he laid down the package in his hand before going to Skyler.  She hadn’t moved from the spot on the bed and once his clothes were removed, he crawled behind her, warning her against making him so angry.  The only thing she could do was apologize while promising to try harder. 

To satiate Tyler during the remainder of their honeymoon, Skyler began offering herself to him on a regular basis.  She knew he craved her almost continuously, so she tried to keep him happy, mostly by taking the initiative to give him several blowjobs a day.  She would always crawl towards him with the best smile she could muster, giving a small growl, before kissing his balls and the glans of his cock, ultimately swirling her tongue about the meatus as she attempted to take the entire nine-or-so inches of him into her mouth.  Tyler wouldn’t even slap her across the head when she gagged, if she had volunteered.

Tyler thought it was an extremely successful honeymoon as he handed Skyler the ‘gift’ he had picked up for her.  Skyler cringed internally when she removed the turtleneck from the bag, but she smiled as she kissed Tyler, thanking him for being so thoughtful.  She was already tired and it had only been two days, but she would need to do whatever she could to hold onto her sanity.

By Monday morning Skyler was allowed to return home and pack up her clothes while Tyler waited in the car.  She was on a time limit, but since her family had stopped talking to her, she didn’t see that as being a major problem.  She was throwing her things into a suitcase as her mother walked into the room.

“I thought you didn’t like turtlenecks?” 

“I don’t,” Skyler answered, her voice quivering.  “Tyler made me wear it.” 

“Made you?”  Asia asked, doubtfully.

“Yes mother!”  Skyler turned around exposing her new black eye and fat lip, pulling down the collar to reveal the finger marks on her neck.  “Does this make you happy?  The big lesbian is getting what she deserves!” 

“What the hell did he do that for?!  Did you tell him you were a lesbian?  Is that why he hurt you?!”  Asia asked, cringing at the cuts and bruises on her first born. 

“That’s what he does mom; he’s always known I was a lesbian, that’s how I got into this mess!  He doesn’t care as long as he can possess me.  I have to go I’m almost out of time,” Skyler insisted, zipping the suitcase closed.

“No!  Don’t go, stay here,” Asia insisted, turning her daughter around.  “Let’s straighten this out.” 

“It’s already done mom!  I just want you to know that the only one I blame for any of this is me.  I walked right into it and by the time I really saw what he was, it was too late.  I have to go; I don’t wanna make him angry.  I love you, daddy and Heather, please tell them that,” Skyler said, pulling her suitcase off the bed.

“Sky, don’t go like this!” 

“I don’t have a choice!  Don’t you understand?!  I have to go!” 

Skyler froze as soon as she had gotten halfway down the steps.

“I’ll get that for you hon, don’t want you hurting our baby,” Tyler offered from just inside the front door.  “Don’t worry Asia; I’ll give her everything she deserves.” 

Asia didn’t know which way to turn as she stared at Tyler, asking herself if maybe she should have listened to her daughter instead of being so worried about Skyler’s sexuality.  She was afraid to say anything more to him, in case Skyler had been telling the truth.  Asia was left staring at the door as it closed, absolutely no idea where they were going or if she would ever see her daughter again.  Sitting down on the step, Asia began to cry. 

As Heather was heading down the stairs, Asia was still on the step crying.

“What’s wrong mom?” 

“I think I was wrong about Sky,” Asia admitted.  “I don’t think Tyler has her best interests at heart.” 

“Tyler was wonderful to her; he was always nice; wasn’t he?” 

“I think he let us see what he wanted us to see.  You didn’t see her just now when she left, she had a fat lip, a black eye and it looked as though he had been choking her.” 

“If that were true, why would she stay with him?” 

“She said he scared her and she was afraid of him,” Asia said with a feeling of helplessness.  “I think she may have been telling the truth.” 

As she finished talking, she watched Fred walk out of the bedroom and into the kitchen; eventually hearing the back door open and close.

Heather, not knowing what to do for her mother, returned to her room.  Lying on her bed, she began staring at a picture of her and Skyler from several years earlier.  They had been cleaning up the leaves in the backyard when Skyler gave her a shove, knocking her into the pile.  Their father had snapped the picture as they wrestled and laughed.  It had always been Heather’s favorite picture of them together.

Asia began crying again as she went into the kitchen to start lunch.

Once Tyler put the suitcase into the car, Skyler stood in front of him, standing up to him one of the few times she would dare.

“I’m telling you right now that if you ever lay a hand on our baby, you might as well just kill me because nothing else’ll matter.” 

“Then I guess you better behave so I don’t have to.  I can keep you alive, doesn’t mean you have to be happy about it, so any kids we have, it’s up to you if they get hurt or not.” 

Chapter 4

Skyler felt sick as she crawled into the car.  She had no idea where Tyler was taking her, but it didn’t really matter, as long as it was somewhere far enough away so she wouldn’t need to worry about her family constantly. 

She had absolutely no doubt that she would never see any of her family again and she was trying hard to accept, that from this point on, the only one she would ever have around to talk to again, would be Tyler; he would be her life.

Where they wound up, was Minneapolis in an apartment building that looked as though it was begging to be condemned. 

As Tyler carried the suitcases up to the second floor, Skyler held his arm the entire way, not because she wanted to, but because she was more afraid of the neighborhood than she was of him. 

He sat down the suitcases to unlock the door and left them sit outside the apartment as he carried Skyler over the threshold.

Once they were actually inside, Tyler was completely sickened by the looks of the place.  He walked into the bedroom, taking the cell phone out of his pocket, but he had a smile on his face when he walked back out, telling Skyler they wouldn’t be staying in the apartment for very long.  Tyler explained that the place would still need to be cleaned up while they had to stay there, so they would need to do some shopping and pick up a few things to tide them over.

Tyler asked Skyler what types of foods she enjoyed cooking, not making him very happy when he discovered that Skyler had no clue how to cook, never even having made a piece of toast for herself.

Looking out the living room window, Tyler noticed a grocery store on the corner across the street, so before they even walked out the door, he warned Skyler about behaving while they were shopping. 

Skyler stood next to him the entire time, not daring to look at anybody or anything while he glanced through cookbooks to see which one had meals in it he might like.

 

Once they had picked up some groceries, cleaning supplies and a couple of bug bombs, they went back to the apartment.

 

He actually took her out for food while the bug bombs were working and she listened as Tyler spoke about their future together and how happy he would make her once she settled into a routine. 

Tyler explained to her how he wanted at least five sons, but no daughters.  He explained how he wanted to get her a beautiful house with new furniture.  Skyler smiled as he spoke, but she didn’t believe a word of it.  He had the ability to convince everyone, including himself into believing his lies, but Skyler was beyond trusting anything he said, even though she pretended she did. 

Back at the apartment, Tyler pitched in to help with the cleaning and Skyler was extremely grateful for the assistance.  Tyler was actually too tired for sex that night and she was able to sleep for the first time in months because she was so exhausted, but by the following morning, the vacation was over and he was back to his old self.

 

Skyler had begun adjusting to the way he clung to her when they slept. It was almost as though he feared waking up and not feeling her in his arms.  Once he had adjusted her, she never dared move. 

When he eventually let her out of bed, Skyler made the mistake of opening the living room curtains and Tyler sent her flying as he punched her alongside the head.

“Don’t you ever open a curtain and look out a window again!” 

“I just wanted to let some light into the apartment.” 

“I know exactly what you were doing!  You think that because we live in the Cities now you’re gonna be running wild, but you’re not!” 

“I don’t!  It’s just so dark in here,” Skyler argued as Tyler quickly picked her up just so he could knock her down again.

“Quit fucking arguing with me!  What’d I say?!” 

“Don’t look out the window, don’t touch the curtains,” Skyler cried.

“Good, now get out there and make me some fucking breakfast!” 

“I, I don’t know what to do,” Skyler said, covering her face.

“Okay, I’m gonna show you this once, but you better pay close fucking attention,” Tyler stated, picking her up off the floor by the arm.

Tyler led her to the kitchen, digging around for two frying pans as he showed her how to make bacon, eggs and toast after telling her to stop crying.  Skyler realized by the amount of food he was putting in the pans that she wasn’t getting any.  As that was frying, he showed her how to make coffee.  When everything was finished, Tyler put it all onto a plate before sitting at the table.

“Do I get to eat?” 

“You can have two pieces of toast with a little butter on it.  I don’t want you to wind up looking like your mother.” 

Skyler turned to make her toast, even though she just wanted to hit Tyler in the head at that moment. 

She was used to big breakfasts at home.  Her mother always made sure that she and Heather had a good breakfast before they went to school.

Skyler made her toast before walking to the table.

“Can I sit with you?” 

“Just sit and don’t be stupid.” 

“Can I have coffee with milk?  Or is that too fattening?” 

“You trying to piss me off?” 

“I’m just trying to find out what the rules are, so I don’t step outta line.” 

“Good idea,” Tyler agreed, not noticing the sarcasm in Skyler’s voice.  “That way if you do something you shouldn’t, I’ll know you’re trying to piss me off.” 

“Would it really matter Tyler?  I seem to piss you off no matter what I do, so does it really matter?” 

“Maybe that just means you should try harder.” 

“So then, is this toast the only food I get all day, or can I have crackers or something for dinner?” 

“Now you’re just getting a smartass attitude; you really think you can keep up with a good beating?” 

“Probably not… so what’re the rules?”  Skyler asked, suddenly losing her appetite.

“Simple rules, if you take care of me and my needs and you’ll be fine.” 

“So basically, as long as I let you slap me around and let you fuck me four times a day, everything’ll be okay?” 

“Okay, I’m gonna give you a freebie because of where we’re living, but the main rule is to not be giving me any lip!”  His voice had gotten louder near the end.  “Want more?  How about this one, when I watch television, you sit on the bed.” 

“Why can’t I watch TV?” 

“Because I don’t want you to, no radio either.  You cook and clean and stay away from the windows and if I take you outside, keep your head down and ignore anyone that talks to you.  When we sleep, no pajamas and if I tell you to do something, don’t give me any attitude, just do it.  I guess we’ll play the rest by ear.  You’re my wife now and just remember that til death do us part, means exactly that,” Tyler explained as he finished eating and got up from the table.

“The least you could do is put your dishes in the sink.” 

Skyler got up from the table, backing away from Tyler as he moved rapidly back to where she wound up huddled in the corner.  Once she ran out of space, Skyler sat down, putting her hands over her head as she began to apologize.  Tyler gave her one good kick in the upper portion of her leg, causing her to cry out in pain before he pulled her up by the hair, throwing her face first onto the table and tearing off her panties before fucking her roughly in the ass.

As she began to scream from the pain, Tyler clamped his hand over her mouth before slamming her head against the table to let her know who was in charge.  When he had finished with her, he pulled her up by the hair, looking her in the eyes as she cried.

“D’you get it now?”  Tyler asked as Skyler nodded, tears sliding down her cheeks.  “Good, now clean up this fucking mess, I’m going to shower,” he said, throwing her onto the floor.

Skyler looked at the drops of blood on the floor, wincing from the pain as she tried standing up.  He had gotten so rough with her that he made her bleed and that was when she decided it might be best to cooperate as best she could without challenging him so much.  Shakily she began cleaning the blood on her ass and on the kitchen floor.

There was at least twice a day when Skyler had time to herself.  She wasn’t allowed to do anything other than sit on the bed, but at least she was left alone.  Normally she would look through the cookbook, which made Tyler smile to think that Skyler was actually trying to please him because she was falling in love.  Other times she would lie down, falling asleep as she was quietly talking to the baby and rubbing her stomach. 

Tyler enjoyed watching the news twice a day and when he called her out of the bedroom after four days of the routine, Skyler moved rapidly to Tyler’s side where he let her watch the broadcast about Jenny Seraint.  The story mostly spoke about Jenny and how she was the second person in town to disappear without a trace.  Skyler put her head down as she began to cry and silently apologize to Jenny.

“Why’re you crying?  She’s just missing, maybe she just ran off or something.” 

“Maybe,” Skyler agreed shakily, knowing Tyler was lying.

“Then stop your fucking crying!” 

“I’m sorry; did you want me to go away again?” 

“Might as well, you’re just pissing me off now.” 

As the months went by and Skyler began looking pregnant, Tyler stopped letting her go with him to get groceries for fear people would begin talking to her about the baby.  During the time he was gone, she would stay in her spot on the bed until he returned. 

Even though he knew in the back of his mind that she wasn’t doing anything wrong, there was a nagging doubt that always hung there and that doubt would always cause him to call her a liar before slapping her and either raping her or forcing her to give him a blowjob as proof of her loving him.

 

Skyler had begun to realize that it wouldn’t matter what she would ever tell him, he would always find a reason to slap her at least once a day and that was just the way it was.

As time went by, Skyler began having a few questions of her own, but unfortunately she was too afraid to ask them.  She was very curious how he always had money in his pockets and they never seemed to go without the things that Tyler wanted, but she would never dare to ask him for fear of what he might do to her.

The day Skyler had gone into labor, had been the day after a particularly nasty beating.  Unfortunately she hadn’t been feeling very well the day before and had burned Tyler’s dinner.  This had pissed him off so much, that by the time he was finished with her, Skyler had a fat lip, a bruised cheek, along with bruises on her neck and body.

When her water broke the following day, Tyler made it clear that if anyone suspected him of anything, he would be paying her family a little visit.  After calling for an ambulance, he vanished before it arrived. 

As Skyler was wheeled into the hospital, the nurse asked if she had been beaten, but Skyler lied, telling the nurse she had been on a flight of stairs when her water broke and had slipped.  She wasn’t positive the nurse believed her, but the subject never came up again, so at least there was one less thing to worry about.

Skyler was alone and scared to death, not having any idea what to expect.  She and her mother had never discussed having children since Skyler hadn’t actually thought it was necessary, but suddenly she was wishing she would have paid closer attention the day Heather was born.

Before three hours had passed, a healthy, crying, Hunter Isaiah was born and for the first time in a long time, Skyler had hope again.

 

Tyler walked in while Skyler was in the middle of breastfeeding and she actually smiled at him as he walked into the room, but it didn’t last.

“What’re you doing?” 

“Feeding the baby.” 

“You need to get him a bottle or something.  That’s the last time I wanna see that,” he warned her as he turned and walked back out. 

Skyler’s smile was gone as she pushed the buzzer to let the nurses know that she wouldn’t be breast feeding after all.  Hunter had a bottle for his next feeding. 

Tyler arrived at the hospital in time to pick up Skyler and Hunter, telling her he had a surprise for her.  He took them to an actual house, claiming he had bought it for her and the boy even though, in the baby’s room, the only thing besides diapers and baby clothes, obviously sent by his father, was a mattress.

It was a two bedroom house and it was in a much nicer neighborhood than the apartment they had been in.  Most of the house had brand new furniture; the only room that was sparsely furnished was the baby’s room.

 

Skyler was disgusted with Tyler so much on that day that she almost spat in his face, but common sense returned to her in time.

“There’s no crib.” 

“Do I fucking look stupid?  I know there’s no crib.  He’s got a mattress, so just put the damned sheet on it, it’s not like he’s gonna get up and walk out of it!”

“But he will at some point, can’t we at least get a gate to put up?” 

“I guess, if it means that much to you,” Tyler conceded.  “So, you should go make that up and let him, Hunter, right?” 

“Yeah, Hunter Isaiah, I’ve always loved that name.” 

“Yeah, I’m sure, just go put him down now,” Tyler ordered before walking out of the room.

Skyler was completely confused, but she did as she was told.  She put the fitted sheet on half of the mattress before putting Hunter down on it and smiled at him, knowing from that moment on this little boy would be her only reason for being.

It took Skyler some effort to stand, since her muscles were still fairly tender and moving slowly around the house, she headed out to find Tyler.  With the curtains all closed, the house was fairly dark, but from what she could see, the furniture looked new and there was comfortable, new carpeting throughout the place.  That would be nice when Hunter began crawling and learning to walk.

The two bedrooms stood at opposite ends of the hall and they were fairly large, the bathroom was in-between the bedrooms while the hallway opened into the living room.  Straight through the living room was the kitchen and once she had seen Tyler’s shadow; she walked towards him where he was pacing as he waited for her.

Skyler could see he was upset, but she moved closer to him despite her fear.  Tyler back-handed her across the face the moment he turned around, sending her immediately to the floor.  Skyler stared up at Tyler, her hand on her face as he began moving towards her.  She attempted to scramble away from him, but suddenly he was on top of her, asking how she could hurt him that way as he began slapping her across the face.

As she continued asking him what she had done, Skyler began promising she would never do it again if only he would tell her what it was.  When he began ripping her clothes off, she tried to tell him they weren’t supposed to have sex until her stitches healed, but it didn’t stop him and that was the first time Tyler actually held Skyler’s throat until she lost consciousness.

 

Tyler never did tell Skyler why he was so angry, but after she changed Hunter’s diaper and fed him, Tyler did help her clean herself up, warning her the entire time about making him so angry.  All she could do the entire time was apologize and promise to try harder.

Chapter 5

Neither Skyler nor Hunter was allowed out of the house once the boy had been taken home.  Tyler did all of the grocery shopping and insisted Hunter needed no toys.  He didn’t want the boy making any noise around the house, so Skyler kept him in his room as much as possible, staying in the room with him when Tyler would allow it.

There were times when Tyler was actually good to Skyler and she tried holding onto those moments.  He would rent movies on occasion and let her watch them with him, even letting Hunter sit with them at times.  He was always such a good little boy, sitting quietly as he leaned into his mother. 

Tyler began letting Skyler eat a meal with him every other night once Hunter was born.  The doctor had made some mention about how thin Skyler was, giving Tyler a few looks he didn’t like, so to avoid any health problems, he allowed her to eat a few meals with him every week.  Most of the time, Skyler didn’t mind eating with Tyler, especially when he would talk to her about something he had seen on the news, or something he had seen while he was out shopping; there were even times they would laugh about things together, but it never seemed to last.

One day Tyler walked into the house with a baby gate, acting as though he had done something great.  Skyler made the mistake of rolling her eyes since she had asked him for one the day they first brought Hunter home.  Before putting it up, she gave Hunter some cereal to eat while he was in his room.  She kept a baggie of it on his closet shelf since he spent so much time in there.

As she walked out of the bedroom, Tyler was leaning against the doorjamb to the living room with his arms folded; she could see by the look on his face that he wasn’t happy.

“What’s wrong?”  Skyler asked seconds before her head was being bounced off the wall.  “What?!” 

“You still wanna roll your fucking eyes at me?”  Tyler asked, smashing her head into the wall again.

“I’m sorry!  Just stop already, please?!”  Skyler begged as Tyler pulled her towards the bedroom.

He was pulling her down the hallway while Skyler was telling Hunter to eat his cereal as calmly as she could when he began crying for her.

Tyler threw her onto the bed, face first, telling her to stay put when she began to move.  As soon as he had her partially stripped, he took his own pants off, crawling on top of her, fucking her in the ass while pushing her face into the bed.  Skyler struggled to get his hand off her head so she could breathe, but there was just no way to fight him off. 

When she was about to pass out, Tyler pulled her head up, letting her breathe for a few seconds, before pushing her back down.  When he eventually got off of her, he explained that if he ever saw her roll her eyes at him again, he wouldn’t let her come up for a breath.  Once his pants were zipped again, before walking out of the bedroom, he informed Skyler that Jenny had been found face down in a swamp just outside of their hometown. 

Skyler dressed once Tyler had gone out of the room, going into the baby’s room to lie down with Hunter while she cried for Jenny.

Tyler had invented two new sex games for Skyler around that time.  She assumed it was some sort of a test when he would rip her panties off as she was doing dishes and begin fucking her from behind.  The test part seemed to be in the fact that he would always wait until she was washing his steak knife.  She had actually considered using it on him for a split second the first time, but Hunter’s face popped into her head, making her drop the knife into the sink.

 

This always seemed to excite Tyler even more and Skyler would calmly turn off the water, leaning forward to make her pussy more accessible to him.  She would wait patiently until he finished with a slap on the ass before finishing her dishes. 

The second test was the day Tyler called her into the living room as he lay naked on the sofa.  She couldn’t help but notice he was extremely turned on about something and then he asked her if she trusted him.  To begin with, she made the mistake of laughing and was beaten into unconsciousness.  After coming to and being given a day to recover, Tyler asked her the question again, smiling after she said yes.   As he began to explain exactly what he wanted her to do, the color slowly drained from Skyler’s face. 

Tyler’s test of trust was for Skyler to be on top and in control of his orgasm, which wouldn’t have been so bad, but the rest of the details were what scared her.  She would be in position, holding her hands against her own body while she leaned into his hand with her throat.

The very first time, she panicked, grabbing his arm when she thought she was going to pass out and wound up being beaten until she was unconscious again.  The first time was the only lesson she needed to do what she was told, staying in position until she either passed out, or he had his orgasm.  It became easier to make him cum, once she learned how to swivel her hips the right way. 

Tyler seemed to enjoy that test at least once a week, making him extremely gentle and loving for at least a few days afterwards.  Tyler would always give Skyler at least one good orgasm of her own out of the deal, so at least she had something to look forward to.

Skyler was still curious where the money was coming from, but she knew better than to ever ask any questions.  She was sure a good portion of it was coming from his father, but he seemed to be spending a lot on clothing for himself, along with a new station wagon and stereos or whatever else suited him at the time.  On occasion Tyler would even by Skyler clothing, but mostly it was only underwear since he seemed to enjoy ripping them off of her on a regular basis.  Anything Hunter would get had been sent through the mail by Tyler Sr.

Shortly before Hunter was to have his first birthday, Skyler was pregnant again, but all she could do was cry.  She wanted Hunter to have certain things or at the least for Tyler to begin acting like a father and so far neither of those things were happening.  On one particular day she attempted to talk Tyler into letting Hunter have a toy or two, so after Tyler returned home from wherever it was he went, she worked up the courage to approach him.

“Tyler, honey…”  She said, almost choking on her words, but reminding herself it was for her son.  “Can’t we please get Hunter a toy for his birthday?” 

“What do I get?” 

“What d’you want?”  She asked, sitting on his lap.

“You know what I want.” 

“Okay, but can it be a nice toy, please?”

“We’ll see if you’ve gotten any better first,” he smiled.

Skyler knew she would have to concentrate on anything other than the blowjob she was about to give him.  Up to that point she had very rarely been able to do it without gagging, especially when he insisted she swallow, but she managed to do it that time, looking up at Tyler with a smile until she noticed the tears in his eyes and her smile left immediately as she went to him.

“Tyler, honey what’s wrong?  Didn’t I do okay?”  Skyler asked, panic in her voice.

“So you can do that for him, but not for me?”  Tyler asked as he cried.

“I did it for you, honest honey, I did it for you, I promise!” 

“I don’t believe you!”  Tyler screamed as he backhanded her across the face, knocking her to the floor.  “Do it for me, now!”  He shouted, as Hunter began to cry.  “Now!”  He screamed as she moved towards Hunter’s room.

Skyler did as she was told, concentrating as hard as she could on gently massaging, kissing and licking his balls.  She could feel he was forgiving her as she gently kissed the head of his penis, licking along the shaft. 

She took her time, not wanting it to look as though she were rushing through it to get to Hunter, even though that was all she wanted to do.  

Smiling up at Tyler, her tongue moved slowly over and around his cock, licking the head as though it was an ice cream cone, giving special attention to his little slit while her hand helped her stroke him to hardness.  Slipping her entire mouth over his cock, she slowly traveled the entire length to his pubic hairs, slowly at first and then eventually letting his hand guide her speed as he held her tightly by the hair.  By the time she brought him to a loud orgasm, there was a knock at the door. 

Tyler jumped up, tucking himself in as he sent her to get Hunter, while he moved towards the door.  Soon Tyler was yelling for her to come to him. 

As she finished changing Hunter’s diaper, she picked him up before moving rapidly towards Tyler’s voice, not wanting to be hit again.  She was going as fast as she could when he met her at the hall entrance.  She began to apologize, telling him she had to change Hunter’s diaper.  He was so sweet to her she almost vomited. 

Tyler walked her to the front door where two officers stood.  The male and female officers were looking directly at her as her eyes traveled downward immediately upon noticing them. 

“Nasty bruise on your face,” the female officer commented.

“Yeah, I’m kinda clumsy.” 

“Why was your baby crying for so long?”  She asked Skyler, stepping forward to say hello to Hunter while he buried his face into his mother’s shoulder.

“Yeah, I told them you were a little amorous,” Tyler laughed.

“You need to let the lady answer the questions sir,” the male officer warned.

“That’s right, my husband’s right, I just love him so much, I can’t keep my hands off him,” Skyler said, leaning into Tyler.

“Could I speak to you outside for a moment ma’am?”  The female officer asked.

“Do I have to?”  Skyler asked, moving almost behind Tyler.

Skyler was scared to death to leave Tyler’s side, she had no idea what he might accuse her of saying and she could feel his anger, even though he was smiling.

The female officer moved towards Skyler taking her by the arm, but Skyler pulled her own arm away, afraid to let anyone touch her and this officer seemed as though she were a decent person.  After feeling she had no choice, Skyler stepped out the door, looking apprehensively back at Tyler when the male officer began closing the door after stepping inside.

“What’s he saying to him?  Please let me go back in, please?”  Skyler begged.

“Is he hurting you ma’am?” 

“Skyler, my name is Skyler and I told you what happened,” Skyler stated as she continued staring at the door.

“I think I know what a backhand bruise looks like Skyler and I can see the bruises on your throat.” 

“Officer, please just let me go back in… please?” 

“Chelsea, you can call me Chelsea.” 

“No I can’t,” Skyler said, looking at Chelsea with tears running down her face.  “Please, just let me go back to him?” 

“It’s okay, really,” the officer said as she touched Skyler’s arm.

“Please, you can’t touch me, please just let me go back to my husband,” Skyler begged.

“How old are you Skyler?” 

“eighteen.” 

“We could help you, if you need to get away from him.” 

Skyler actually glanced at Chelsea for a split second, almost tempted to take her up on her offer until she remembered that her safety wasn’t really in question.  The notion lasted for only that second, when the reality of the situation returned to slap her in the face.

“You can’t help me, I’m 18 years-old and I wanna go back to my husband, please let me go before you can’t.”  She stated, looking Chelsea directly in the eyes.

“What does that mean?” 

“Nothing, I’m just being odd.  Everyone loves Tyler, so just let me go back to him now,” Skyler stated firmly.

Officer Chelsea Gold was a slender woman who looked almost too delicate to be tough, but she was.  Her strawberry-blonde hair was shoulder length and feathered back, making the fact that she had two different colored eyes very noticeable.  One was blue with flecks of hazel, while the other was hazel with flecks of blue and looking her in the eyes was almost mesmerizing.

 

Chelsea was new to the force and not much older than Skyler, but she loved her job and had already received an award for saving her partner by taking a bullet for him.  She had been offered a job as a detective, but enjoyed what she did and chose to continue doing it for the time being.  Chelsea had wanted to be a police officer ever since she was seven years old, after watching her father get shot in a drug bust gone wrong.  Her father wasn’t a police officer though, her father was the drug dealer, but she watched as the officer gave him every opportunity to turn himself in before shooting him.  She also watched the same officer put himself in the line of fire to protect her as she ran to her father’s side. 

Since then all she had ever wanted was to help people and that was why the whole situation she was looking at bothered her so much.  She could tell by the look on Skyler’s face that she had been beaten down so badly it would take something drastic to pull her out.

She didn’t know what made Skyler so special, but she wanted to do what she could to help her.

“How about if I just check in from time to time,” Chelsea insisted.

“No!  I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to shout, but please don’t?” 

Chelsea Looked at Skyler giving her a nod of defeat; she could see that Skyler was too afraid of her husband to say a word against him.  She wanted to help her in the worst way, but it wasn’t going to happen on that day, so she knocked on the door.  As her partner opened it, he was nodding his head and laughing with Tyler. 

Skyler’s point had most definitely been proven, everybody loved Tyler and he could win over any situation he was confronted with.  She also knew the smile he was giving her and she couldn’t fight the tears coming to her eyes, so she excused herself to get Hunter some food.

She knew she was in trouble as soon as she heard the door shut.  Turning Hunter’s chair, Skyler faced it towards the wall, pouring some cereal on the tray so he could pick it up when he wanted.  She knew Tyler was just waiting for the officers to drive away. 

Skyler moved away from Hunter, not wanting him to see anything or get hurt as she watched Tyler walk into the kitchen.

“I swear I didn’t say anything Tyler.  Please?  I swear I didn’t.” 

“What’d she ask you?”  Tyler asked as he hugged her. 

She put her arms around him, wishing her hands would stop shaking.

“She just asked the same thing she did inside and asked if I wanted to leave you.  I told her no and asked her to leave us alone.” 

“Don’t you think that by asking her to leave us alone, you might possibly make her more interested in us?” 

“No!  I swear she was fine with it.” 

Tyler kissed Skyler on the head before turning around and just when Skyler thought she might have gotten away with not getting hit, Tyler swung around to backhand her, knocking her to the floor. 

Waiting until she was trying to get up, he kicked her as hard as he could in the upper thigh.  Skyler screamed while Tyler picked her up by the hair, knocking the cereal box off the table before pushing her face first onto it.  After pulling her sweat pants down, he ripped off her panties, determined to teach her a lesson as he fucked her hard in the ass.  She tried calming Hunter, taking her mind off her own pain, until Tyler smashed her head into the table as he shouted at her to shut up, then as quickly as it had begun, it was over.

“Shut him the fuck up already!  I have to leave for a couple of days and don’t try to leave because you know I’ll find you.  Don’t answer the door for anyone; understand?” 

“I won’t, but where’re you going?”  She asked, immediately covering her face as his hand raised.  “I’m sorry, I don’t need to know.” 

“That’s right, so just shut the fuck up and do what I tell you!  I’ll be back day after tomorrow at the latest.  No TV, no radio, same rules and you know I’ll find out if you don’t listen.” 

Tyler kissed Skyler goodbye, told her he loved her and left without packing a bag, but he carried the broom out of the house with him.

Skyler had no idea where he was going, or what he needed the broom for, but she knew it meant two days without a beating or being forced to have sex, plus Hunter could actually play around the house and not just in his room.  That was all she really cared about at that moment.

What Skyler didn’t know was that Tyler planned on teaching her the ultimate lesson for talking to the officer at all. 

Tyler made the five hour trip back to their hometown, waiting until he saw Heather leaving for school.  Once Asia had left for work, Tyler drove around to the back road, walking through the woods behind the house, taking the broom with him and leaning it against the outside of the house as he quietly walked in through the back door.  Taking his boots off before going through the kitchen, he made his way into the bedroom just off the living room and there was Fred. 

‘The useless old bastard was still in bed,’ Tyler thought to himself as he walked into the room, taking Asia’s pillow and holding it over Fred’s face.  Fred fought, but he wasn’t in good enough shape to fight back, the most he could do was grip Tyler’s arm, digging fingernails into the sleeve of his jacket.

It was over in seconds and as quietly as he had entered the house, Tyler exited, using the broom to destroy his boot prints, leaving the same way he entered.

Tyler was almost positive that Skyler would straighten up quite nicely once she saw her father’s obituary in the paper.

Skyler did exactly as she was told while Tyler was gone, not even daring to eat anything other than her morning toast during his absence.  Most of her time was spent playing with Hunter and the toy she had made for him.  It was only an empty cigarette pack Tyler had given her, with a couple of pebbles in it after she had begged him to get them for her and she finished it by wrapping it with electrical tape.  Tyler was actually impressed at her inventiveness and Hunter loved it.

While Tyler wasn’t home, she let Hunter play with a big spoon and a pan.  She thought he was quite the little drummer, but as soon as the holiday had begun, it ended.

 

When Tyler returned home, he carried in a large container of building blocks for Hunter, encouraging Skyler to give him a very enthusiastic kiss and it was a kiss he liked.  He began to wonder if maybe being nice to the kid every so often might be the way to go.  And that was exactly what he did.  He still had his nasty periods, but he was beginning to have a few more ‘nice’ moments as well, bringing Hunter candy bars, cookies and an occasional toy.

Tyler was beginning to enjoy the fact that Skyler would take it upon herself to give him blowjobs on these occasions and she was actually getting better at it, but she still needed to be taught a lesson about talking to the lady cop. 

It was several days later that they received the very first hometown paper he had subscribed to.  Skyler noticed the paper as Tyler opened it to begin reading.

“You got the Echo?”  She asked, looking at him curiously.  “Why?” 

“I thought I might like to keep up on some of the local events.” 

“Can I read it too?” 

“Maybe, we’ll see.” 

Skyler was extremely sweet to Tyler for the rest of the day and into the night.  As soon as they got into bed, she began kissing him, nibbling his nipples the way he liked, teasing him until he was almost whimpering as he began begging her to make him cum.  As Skyler crawled on top of him, she sat for a moment before leaning down to give Tyler one of the deepest kisses she had ever given him, slowly beginning to glide up and down on his penis.  She had gotten him so worked up that she had only managed several glides before Tyler was pulling her close to him as his hips began thrusting into her.

Just when Tyler thought they were finished, Skyler began moving down his body to give him one of the best blowjobs she had ever given him.  He was so happy with her that he gave Skyler one of his best smiles as he began kissing her face, her neck, her shoulders and moving on to her nipples.  He teased her so long that she couldn’t stop touching him, to the point of pulling him close enough to whisper, ‘please’ into his ear, encouraging him to slide down.

Tyler began sliding his tongue through her vulva, into her vagina, causing Skyler to begin almost fucking his face.  Tyler loved it as he continued teasing her with his tongue until Skyler was almost screaming his name as she begged for release. 

By the time Skyler was ready to explode, Tyler was too and he slid his cock inside gently before he began fucking her hard, causing her to begin such a deep orgasm that she clawed into Tyler’s back, pushing him into such a powerfully intense orgasm, that his entire body began to shudder.  As he rolled off of her, Skyler curled into his arms.

“That was fantastic Tyler.” 

“It was fucking fantastic.”

“I think that was the best yet, you do know how to turn me on.” 

“I love you.” 

“I love you too.”

“Good, but you’re still not reading the paper.” 

“That’s okay, I don’t even care.”

Skyler acted nonchalant about the entire subject, while deep down she began thinking up new names for Tyler.  She actually wouldn’t mind being married to him if he could just stop being such an asshole.  When he wanted to, he could be wonderful, but it could be the slightest thing that would set him off and she never knew what it might be.  It was best not to examine it all too closely; she tended to get too depressed when she did.  Gradually Skyler drifted off to sleep.

Through the following week, Skyler managed to maintain her sexual enthusiasm to the point of giving Tyler several extra blowjobs each day.  By the following week, the paper was laying at her spot on the table.

Skyler smiled as she walked over to give Tyler a kiss before making his breakfast and setting Hunter up with his.

As she began reading, Tyler waited anxiously for her to get to the obituaries.  When she did eventually get there, she noticed the date of her father’s death.  Her eyes filled as she put her head down on the table, continuing to ask ‘why’, over and over again.  For the longest time all Skyler could do was cry while Tyler watched her with a stupid looking grin on his face.

“What did I do Tyler?”  She asked, raising her head to look at him.  “He was a sick, old man and I didn’t do ‘anything’ to make you do that.” 

“You trying to say I hurt your dad?” 

“Don’t fuck with me!  I know you killed my father!  I’m not the fucking idiot you think I am!  I just want you to tell me why!”  Skyler shouted, jumping out of her chair.

“Are you really calling me a liar and raising your voice to me?!”  Tyler shouted as he stood up, knocking over his chair.

“Just fucking do it already!  I don’t care anymore!”  She screamed as she stood her ground.

Tyler walked over to Skyler, hitting her so hard that she flew across the kitchen and into the counter, breaking her arm.  She had finished with her tirade once she heard Hunter scream and began to apologize for her accusations. 

Tyler watched Skyler’s arm as it began to swell before he calmly made her a cast out of cardboard.  She wound up thanking him, before taking care of Hunter with her one good arm.

Her father was gone and there was nothing she could do to bring him back, but her mother and sister were still okay, Hunter was fine and she would be having his brother or sister soon.  She wanted these babies; they were her strength to continue on.  Skyler had absolutely no doubt that she would have let Tyler kill her long ago if Hunter hadn’t been born.  She needed to let her father go and be nice to Tyler again, for Hunter’s sake, so she apologized the only way she knew he’d understand, smiling as she offered herself to him.

When the time arrived, Tristan Matthew was born almost as quickly as Hunter had been.  Tyler chose not to hang around, disappearing as he had when Hunter was born, so the nurses brought a crib into Skyler’s room with Hunter in it. 

When Tyler did finally show up he looked at the name tag on the baby and sat down to cry.

“I just don’t understand,” he sobbed.

“Tyler, why’re you crying?  What’d I do?” 

“Don’t most women show that they love their husbands by naming a baby after him?  My mom did.  I’ve been trying so hard and you just keep doing things to piss me off!”  He exclaimed through gritted teeth.

“Tyler, I’m sorry, I just didn’t think you cared and I’ve liked these names since I was little, I’m so sorry; I’m all out of names now, I promise I’ll name our next son after you, please don’t be angry?” 

“The next one?  You promise?” 

“I promise.” 

Tyler squeezed the tears out of his eyes with his fingers before walking over to bend down, giving Skyler one of the tenderest kisses he had ever given.

“You should’ve thought of it on your own you ungrateful bitch,” he whispered.  “I’ll be back when it’s time to take you home.” 

Skyler was still shaking when Officer Chelsea Gold walked into her room.  Skyler had been trying to feed Tristan, but she couldn’t seem to keep the bottle in his mouth with her hands trembling the way they were.

“Mind if I try?” 

“What’re you doing here?” 

“Well, I saw your husband leaving while I was visiting a friend, so I found out where you were and thought I would stop in to see your new addition, so again, mind if I try?” 

“Well, since I can’t seem to stop shaking, someone should.  Are you sure he’s gone?” 

“Positive,” Chelsea assured her, taking Tristan out of her arms.  “You have some beautiful babies.” 

“Thank you,” Skyler said, shakily handing over the bottle.

“Why so shaky, if you don’t mind my asking?” 

“I really don’t know you, so I’d rather not say,” Skyler stated before she laughed.  “That’s not true, even if I knew you, I wouldn’t wanna tell you.” 

“You don’t have any friends?” 

“Not since I was 16.” 

“You must know somebody?” 

“The only person I know, besides Tyler, is you.” 

“How long has he been beating you Skyler?” 

“Please don’t make me talk about this.  If he finds out you’re here…” 

“What would he do?” 

“…  Listen, I know you think you’re gonna help me, but you can’t.  He’s been in charge since I was 16 and that’s just how it is.” 

“It doesn’t have to be, you can change it.” 

“How?  How could ‘I’ possibly change anything?” 

“All you have to do is tell me about him and I could look into things in my spare time, try to help you at least.” 

“Why me?” 

“…  I don’t know.  I think it mostly had to do with my partner’s attitude after we left your house that day.  He thought your husband was a great guy, but I saw your eyes and the way you held onto your son.  You wouldn’t give him to your husband because you don’t trust him, do you?” 

“No,” Skyler said quietly, hanging her head.

“Where does he work?” 

“He doesn’t, he only leaves the house occasionally and it’s never for very long,” Skyler explained.  “Please don’t let him know I talked to you.  I don’t care about him hurting me, but I don’t want him hurting any of my family; anymore of my family or people I know.” 

“What d’you mean by that?” 

Skyler actually took the time to look into Chelsea’s eyes at that moment, studying the lady officer’s face.  She wasn’t positive if it was because the thoughts had rambled around in her mind for so many years, or if she just really wanted to tell somebody, or if she actually thought the officer might actually be able to help her get away from Tyler, but whatever it was caused her to begin talking about everything she had been unable to express for so long.

“I can’t prove anything, I just know it.  A boy, David Klasp, disappeared after I talked to him at a party and he’s never been found.  I couldn’t tell anyone because Tyler raped me that night and threatened my family.  I went to sleep with my cat that same night and the next morning he was dead on the porch.  I know my bedroom door was shut and that was Tyler’s warning to me to just do what he said.  Later, two other kids died from apparent suicides and after we moved down here, a girl who gave me a ride to my last party disappeared.  They found her face down in a swamp not too long ago, but I’m sure that was Tyler too.  He didn’t care that I told him I was gay; he had been planning how to get to me since ninth grade.  That’s what he told me after my parents made me marry him when I got pregnant.  I know he had something to do with my father’s death, but I also know that if he thought he was going to lose me, he’d kill the rest of my family first and I don’t want my family or babies dying just because he’s insane.” 

“Is he good to you sometimes at least?” 

“He loves me, so I let him do what he wants, but even that’s mostly so he’s not mean to Hunter.  He just started buying him toys recently, but it’s pretty rare.  He got his first toy when he was a little over a year old.” 

“But is he good to ‘you’ ever?” 

“I guess, but it never lasts too long; even when we go to sleep, he needs to be wrapped completely around me, I just feel like I’m being crushed most nights.” 

“I’m sorry, I wish I could tell you this could be fixed overnight, but I think it may take some time.” 

“It’s already going on three years, I don’t know if I’d be able to function on my own anymore anyway,” Skyler laughed sardonically.  “I just know I’m gonna need some rest before I go home this time.  He doesn’t like the kids, but he was upset that I didn’t name either of them after him.  I didn’t know why he beat me after Hunter was born but now I do.  When I told my mother all of this, she didn’t believe me, not about all of this, but about how mean he was.  My own parents took his word over mine and not even my sister would say goodbye to me the day I left.  When I told my parents I was a lesbian, my mother told me I wasn’t and that I had to marry Tyler.  She doesn’t even know about Hunter,” Skyler continued on.  “I’d like to see my sister, she’s 14 now and always such a mouthy little shit.  I bet she would’ve been fun to know,” Skyler had been in a daze, snapping out of it when she saw movement.  “I’m sorry; I don’t know why I told you all that, I just haven’t talked to anyone besides Tyler in so long.” 

“Don’t worry about it, I did ask,” Chelsea reminded her.

She had no idea what had come over her, other than the fact that she hadn’t had another human being to talk to in years.  She hadn’t ever thought of Tyler as human, so she never counted what was said to him.  Skyler relaxed slightly as she realized it was just Chelsea putting Tristan back into his little bed.

Chelsea walked over to Skyler, taking hold of her hand.

“D’you have any ideas at all how Tyler makes money?” 

“No,” Skyler shook her head.  “I tried asking him when he bought the house, but he told me to worry about my little bastard instead of worrying about what he does.  I think his father’s paying for everything, but I don’t really know for sure.” 

“I’m gonna catch him at something, I promise you.” 

“I wanna believe you, really I do, but I know how he gets away with everything.  I can’t testify against him about anything because he’ll hurt the people I love.  I haven’t even been out of the house since before Hunter was born.  I can’t look out the window, even if he’s gone, because he always knows.  I’m pretty sure he has cameras around the house, but I don’t even dare look for ‘em.  Hunter hasn’t ever seen a cartoon and he won’t let us listen to the radio.  You may not believe it, but I use to have a lot of friends.” 

“You’re very pretty, I’m sure you were extremely popular,” Chelsea said as Skyler blushed.

“Thank you.  I don’t feel so pretty these days, mostly I just feel dirty.” 

“You try taking care of yourself as best you can, I’ll do what I need to on my end.  Okay?” 

“Thank you for listening to me, but I still think you’re wasting your time.” 

“I guess we’ll see.” 

“I wish I could help you, but I can’t take that chance.  Too many of my friends and family are gone because I did something he didn’t like and I can’t take the chance that anyone else’ll be hurt.” 

“I understand and I wouldn’t ask you to do anything, I’ll see what I can do out here.”

Chelsea gave Skyler’s hand a gentle squeeze before leaving her alone again.

Tyler showed up exactly on schedule to take Skyler home.  On the ride to the house, she was trying to think of a way to keep from being beaten, finally grasping at the only straw she had.

“That lady cop came to see me in the hospital.” 

“For what?!  What the fuck did you tell her?!” 

“I didn’t tell her anything!  She just wanted to know what you do for money; I don’t know anything ‘to’ tell her!” 

“Why’re you telling me this?”  Tyler asked, looking at her suspiciously.

“I don’t want anything bad to happen to you, despite what you think,” Skyler insisted as she stared at him.

She was correct in her assumption, only needing to volunteer for blowjobs the following two months, but once her healing time was up, things went back to normal. 

Tyler beat her extremely bad at one point when she began throwing up one morning.  She couldn’t believe how he had acted before he actually beat her, becoming apologetic and literally bawled as he began punching her in the stomach.  He beat her until she began bleeding from the vagina and he sobbed as he held her afterward. 

To redeem himself, Tyler took care of the boys until Skyler could move around again and he wasn’t half bad with them.  He played blocks, along with other games and they enjoyed it, as if they knew it wouldn’t last.  She wound up thanking Tyler with the only thing she knew he wanted, the customary blowjob.

During the following months, Tyler never left the house except for groceries and cigarettes.  He did seem to buy quite a few disposable cell phones for a reason Skyler could never quite figure out, but she tried not to pay too much attention to what Tyler was doing and mostly focused on the boys.

Tristan was almost a year old before Skyler was being beaten for throwing up again one morning and again Tyler sobbed as he held her afterwards and again Skyler thanked Tyler for watching the boys once she recovered enough to take care of them. 

Sometime after this, Tyler felt it was safe for him to leave the house again.  Hunter was three by that time and Tristan was one.  He must have been very careful since he always returned home.

Skyler knew she was pregnant with another boy after going three months without any morning sickness.   She walked up to Tyler, giving him a kiss before sitting on his lap.

“I wanna name him Tyler, for sure, but can he be Tyler Logan?”  Skyler asked expecting to be beaten at any moment.

“Tyler Logan… actually I like it.  You done good honey.” 

Skyler was so relieved she asked Tyler if there was anything special he wanted and he suddenly had a twinkle in his eyes as he explained what it was.  She told him to go into the bedroom and she would be in after she checked on the boys.

He was a pig, but after so many years, she didn’t even think twice about any of his requests as she made sure the boys were napping before putting up the gate. 

She almost began to cry when she saw Hunter sleeping with his arm protectively around Tristan.

 

Walking into the bedroom, she saw Tyler already undressed and waiting for her.  After undressing, Skyler crawled onto the bed where Tyler’s cock was already standing at attention.  She smiled at him, but she didn’t mean it; it seemed to make him happy though, so she guessed it was worth it as she began kissing his balls and his penis before licking up the shaft and circling her tongue around in his little slit.

 

She knew she was doing well as his hips thrust at her involuntarily.  She had only just put her mouth over his penis, lightly scraping it with her teeth on her way down, when he was telling her to get on her knees.

Tyler slipped his penis into her pussy and it made her wonder if he had forgotten where he had originally intended to put that thing, but after a couple of thrusts in and out, he slid back out, gliding the head of his penis up to her anus. 

She guessed he must have done something right when it didn’t feel as though she were being ripped open.  She still didn’t care for it or the pressure it created, but she could live with it. 

Tyler slipped his finger down to Skyler’s pussy, gliding it in circles around and over her clit until she was thrusting her hips into and away from him, seemingly intensifying his visit up her ass. 

She thought for sure he would have cum by that point, but he managed to hold out a few minutes longer and Skyler swore she could feel his wild little sperm as they bounce off her insides until eventually he let her go.

Tyler was holding her and having a cigarette after they had finished, kissing her on the head. 

“Funny, it only took you four years to warm up to me.” 

“But I’m here, I do love you Tyler.” 

“I love you too.” 

(To Be Continued…)

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Sky’s the Limit

Part 3

By Kya Korday

Chapters 6, 7, 8 & 9

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*****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.)  Under the age of 18, or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any further.  Also, if you are looking for a quick fix, this is not the story for you and you should STOP reading immediately.

Disclaimer: This story contains graphic descriptions of sex, violence, rape, non-consensual imprisonment and torture. It is definitely NOT for anyone who is offended by such material.

This story is fictional and any resemblance to anyone dead or alive is purely coincidental.  None of this story is true and it is all a figment of my warped imagination. 

The author does not condone or endorse any of the activities detailed in this story, some of which are dangerous and illegal and deadly.  This is not a very pleasant society as no one cares about anyone else.  Learn from their mistakes.  Care about others.

My Biggest Warning:  This story has woman on woman sex, along with my version of a Happy Ending, so if you are against this sort of conclusion, please stop reading immediately!

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Chapter 6

Six months later, Tyler went through his same routine of calling the ambulance and leaving his wife alone with the boys while he vanished. 

Skyler was in her hospital room feeding Tyler Logan when Tyler walked into the room.  He was so full of himself that he actually believed she named the baby Tyler because she was in love with him. 

Little Tyler was the only son that Tyler would take the time to hold and talk to.  Skyler smiled, trying not to think about how much she hated that he couldn’t do that with his other two sons, especially since both boys were standing in their cribs watching. 

She felt guilty as two nurses walked into the room to take Hunter and Tristan to the daycare for a little playtime.  Looking at her hands Skyler tried not to notice the way the nurses were looking at her as Tyler completely ignored his other two sons. 

That was also the first time he had ever gone down to the gift shop, returning to her room with flowers.  Skyler made a big deal about them, but she was so angry, she literally made her own arm bleed after digging her fingernails into it. 

After giving Skyler the flowers and informing her that he would be back when she was ready to be released, Tyler gave her a passionate kiss before disappearing again. 

Skyler half expected to see Chelsea while she was in the hospital and was a little disappointed when she didn’t, but she had assumed the officer was too afraid to tell her to her face that she couldn’t help after all. 

Suddenly Skyler felt alone again as she considered what her life could have been like if she had actually been able to ever have anything other than life and death choices. 

She suddenly had an urge to talk to her mother, but knew it would be entirely too dangerous for her mother, sister and possibly the boys.  There was no way she could take that chance. 

Skyler began thinking about Heather at 16, wondering if she had a lot of friends, or just one or two very close ones.  Smiling to herself, she closed her eyes and imagined what her sister must look like.

Tyler returned on schedule, picking Skyler and the boys up from the hospital to deliver them back to the house. 

Immediately Tyler started picking up gifts for Little Tyler, beginning with a brand new crib, while Hunter and Tristan still shared the mattress on the floor. 

Skyler could feel her anger rising, but she managed to keep herself from saying anything until one day when she couldn’t fight her indignation any longer.  Hunter and Tristan were quietly drawing pictures in their bedroom, while Tyler was cradling little Tyler in the living room.

“Tyler honey, what about your other two sons?”  Skyler asked, trying to be nice.

“This is my boy,” Tyler said, kissing little Tyler.

“They’re all ‘your’ boys Tyler.  Is this how you want them to see their own father treating ‘em?” 

“You know, I haven’t hit you in a while now, but you’re begging for it,” Tyler warned.

“So basically I should’ve named them all Tyler so you’d pay attention to and hold them too.” 

Once baby Tyler had been put into his crib, Tyler warned the other two boys about waking their brother before shutting the door and walking back out to Skyler, where he began beating her until she was doing nothing but screaming.  By the time there was a knock at the door, all she could do was lie in the corner curled up in a puddle of her own urine. 

Skyler was afraid to open her eyes when she heard footsteps heading towards her, she could do nothing but apologize repeatedly.

“Jesus Christ!  Get him the fuck outta here Matt!  Take him downtown so he can cool off,” the female officer shouted.  “Can you move Sky?” 

“My family used to call me Sky,” she mumbled through her swollen lips.  “I just need a minute, but don’t take him away, please.” 

“I think he’s already gone.  He needs to calm down a little, but he’ll only be gone overnight.  You need to press charges before he kills you and right now I think you need some stitches.” 

“I’ll be okay, I can’t, I won’t leave the house without Tyler,” Skyler insisted.

“Jesus, you’re a diehard aren’t you?” 

“You know the story.  It didn’t do you any good though, did it?” 

“Not yet, but I’m not giving up.” 

“Me either,” Skyler replied, glancing at Chelsea through the only eye she could open.

Hunter and Tristan began crying for mommy and it would be the only thing to make Skyler force herself into moving.  She didn’t know too much of anything at that point, but she did know her babies needed their mother.

“Maybe you should clean up before you go in to them,” Chelsea suggested, helping her off the floor.

“They’ve seen me this way hundreds of times, they need me and they’re gonna wake their brother.” 

“Brother?  More than two?  No sisters yet?” 

“Might’ve been two, but no girls yet.” 

After grabbing a garbage bag for Skyler to sit on, Chelsea helped her into the bedroom.  By the time they reached Hunter and Tristan, Little Tyler had joined in the crying. 

Skyler dug for all the strength she had to pick up baby Tyler before sitting on the bag with Hunter and Tristan.  All three boys clung to their mother as they stared at Chelsea.  Skyler introduced them, but it was fairly obvious that none of the boys were use to people.  They clung to the only person they knew they could trust. 

Chelsea did the only thing she could do; she called a doctor to come to the house before rolling up her sleeves.  Once she found a pan for some water and a washcloth, Chelsea began washing the blood off of Skyler’s face.

“We’ve gotta stop meeting like this,” Skyler mumbled.

“I think so too,” Chelsea agreed, trying to smile.  “I’ll be happiest when I can get you outta here permanently,”

“To go where?” 

“Guess we’ll worry about that when it happens.” 

While the doctor gave Skyler several stitches in the side of her head, Chelsea continued cleansing what she could reach.  They had barely finished cleaning her up before Tyler was on the floor crying and apologizing. 

Chelsea turned to look at the other officer who was shrugging and telling her that Tyler was calm now and would be fine. 

As Tyler was crying, Skyler told him it was okay and that everything would be fine.  After kissing him on the head, she gave Chelsea a look that basically said, ‘I told you’. 

Chelsea felt helpless as she left Tyler with a warning about not wanting to be called back to that house anymore so he had better behave himself. 

The moment the strangers had been let out of the house by Tyler, he returned, taking baby Tyler out of Skyler’s arms and putting the sleeping boy back into his crib.

“D’you understand how things are now?”  He asked, wiping the phony tears away. 

“I understood before, I just hoped maybe they could change.” 

“It doesn’t really matter what you hoped, you think you’d know that by now you dumb bitch.  The only things you want that I’m letting you keep are my son and those two little bastards,” Tyler stated coldly before exiting the room.

As Chelsea and Matt walked out the front door of the house, she punched him in the arm before they got into the squad car.  Chelsea stared at the house as Matt began driving away.

“Why didn’t you take him downtown?” 

“I don’t know, the guy was crying almost hysterically and looked so pitiful when he told me he didn’t like getting so rough with her, but she always pushed him to the point of where he just lost control.  He said she told him that he wasn’t even the father of his first two sons.” 

“He’s lying to you Matt!  Didn’t you even look at those boys?!  They all look exactly like him!” 

“I didn’t look that closely I guess.” 

“Well look next time!  The guy’s got some major problems.” 

“What is it about her Chels?  Why you so sure ‘she’s’ telling you the truth?  Maybe she’s the liar?” 

“No, I don’t think so.  Can’t you see the look in her eyes when he’s around?  She’s scared to death of him and I just wanna help her get outta there.” 

“Wait until I tell Val you’ve replaced her,” Matt grinned.

“No way buddy!  As soon as she gets smart and dumps your ass, I’ll be there to make her forget all about you.” 

Matt laughed as he looked over at his partner.  He knew she was giving him shit, but he was fine with it.  She had already proven she would give her own life for his by taking the bullet meant for him and he was secure in the knowledge that his wife adored him, so he reached over, giving Chelsea a small punch in the arm before asking if there was anything he could do to help her with her cause.

Chapter 7

Through the following year, Skyler kept a close eye on Hunter and Tristan.  Whenever they would begin going after one of baby Tyler’s toys, she would have to try redirecting their attention to the few toys of their own.  She knew Tyler wouldn’t hesitate to hit either one of them if they even looked as though they were headed towards something of baby Tyler’s. 

Tyler seemed to have a problem focusing on two people at one time, basically ending up paying very little attention to Skyler while spending as much time as he could with little Tyler. 

When the urge did hit him to have sex, it had begun taking an extremely violent turn.  Not that he had been all that gentle in the past, but it had changed and suddenly he wanted her to fight him.  If she didn’t fight to his satisfaction, he would begin choking her.  Not even Tyler was sure why he needed her to be afraid, but it seemed that the closer Skyler would get to passing out, the more excited he would get.   

The only time Tyler would even smile or talk after a while, was when he was holding little Tyler. 

Skyler had been doing her usual cleaning, smiling down at Hunter and Tristan as they drew pictures on old envelopes with pens and in one swift move, the air was knocked out of her as Tyler jumped off the couch, grabbing her by the neck and throwing her onto her back on the floor.  As Tyler began to unbuckle his belt, the boys stood up, immediately heading for their bedroom.

Hunter and Tristan didn’t even look up anymore when Tyler was in one of his moods to go after Skyler.  They had been trained well by Skyler and the moment Tyler would go after their mother, they would go to their room without saying a word. 

Skyler’s neck was already bruised from Tyler’s last attack the day before, but she didn’t dare reach for it, knowing it would only make things worse, so she let the tears slide out of her eyes, lifting her hips while he roughly pulled the sweatpants off her. 

Tyler was already hard when he pulled his underwear down and he smiled before getting to his knees, ripping Skyler’s panties off her body before grabbing her around the throat and roughly shoving his cock into her.  He began slamming into Skyler so hard; she could feel the rug burn on her ass from the friction. 

She began pushing and hitting against his chest as Tyler laughed.  Just about the time her eyes began to flutter and her head felt as though it would explode, she could feel Tyler’s cum shooting into her before he collapsed on top of her, finally allowing her to breathe.

Smiling, Tyler climbed off of Skyler; putting his clothes back together while she lay there gasping for breath. 

“I have to go out for a little bit, but maybe we can have some more fun when I get back,” Tyler suggested.

“I’m on fire just thinking about it.”

“You really need to watch your smart mouth before I have to do what I always told you I’d do,” Tyler warned, looking towards the boy’s room.

“I’m sorry honey, I didn’t mean it, I swear.”

“That’s better.”

   

Skyler began putting her pants on as she absentmindedly reached for her neck. 

“Want me to hold your neck again?” 

“No, please?” 

“Then take your damned hands off of it.” 

Tyler pulled Skyler off the floor, giving her a good, hard kiss before walking out the door.  As soon as he had gone, Skyler put her sweats back on before putting a cold washcloth around her neck to cool it off a little. 

As the boys began waking up from their naps, Skyler noticed the time; it occurred to her that Tyler had been gone for almost four hours by then and she should get the boys fed before starting his dinner. 

Tristan and Little Tyler were in their high chairs when there was a knock at the door.  Skyler was too afraid to even ask who it was as she inched towards it. 

She was close to the door when someone announced himself as a police officer and something about a search warrant.  Skyler stood frozen, not sure what to do until the officer announced they would break the door down if they had to, making her feel as though she had no choice but to open it. 

Before opening the door she picked up Hunter, who had followed her.  As she stood to the side of the open door, the officer handed her a piece of paper while other officers walked past her, throwing things all over the house.  They were totally destroying everything even though she was begging them to stop.  It seemed to her they were almost enjoying it. 

Hunter began to cry as Skyler tried calming him down.  After deciding there was nothing she could do she returned to the kitchen with the original officer following her.  She poured cereal in front of the other two boys while Hunter clung tightly to her.  After trying to put him on a chair and being unsuccessful in getting him to let go, she sat down with him on her lap, pouring cereal onto the table so he could pick it up while he sat on her.

“Where’s my husband?” 

“Jail.” 

“What’d he do?” 

“Drugs.” 

“Drugs?  I don’t understand; he was doing drugs?” 

“You know he was selling drugs,” The officer claimed, looking down at her.

“No I didn’t!”  Skyler protested, tears coming to her eyes as she thought about losing her babies.

“You really expect me to believe you knew absolutely nothing?” 

“She knew absolutely nothing,” Chelsea stated from behind him.

“Officer Gold?”  Skyler asked, glancing around him.

“Hello Sky, your neck looks painful,” Chelsea remarked.

“It’ll be okay,” she replied, touching her hand to it.  “Has he talked to a lawyer yet?” 

“I think he is right now.” 

“He’s gonna be so angry when he gets home and sees the house.” 

“You think he’s getting out?”  The officer laughed.

“I know he will, everybody loves Tyler,” Skyler uttered, hugging Hunter.

“Not this time Sky,” Chelsea stated.

“He’ll be home soon, I know he will.” 

“There’s something else that they’re looking for too Sky.” 

“What?” she asked, putting more cereal out for the boys. 

“A certain pair of boots.” 

“Tyler took a pair of his boots out to the trash yesterday; he said the soles were wrecked from some gasoline or something.” 

“Shit!”  The officer shouted, running out of the room.

“What’re the boots from?”  Skyler asked.

“We have some prints from some boots.” 

“Was somebody hurt?” 

“Very badly.” 

“…  I wonder how long it’ll be before he comes home,” Skyler said dazedly, knowing Tyler would never be that sloppy if he hurt someone badly.

“Well, we caught him dead to rights in the drug deal,” Chelsea insisted.

“I’m never gonna be able to clean this house before he gets home.” 

“Why don’t you pack up the boys?”  Chelsea suggested.  “Come stay at my house.  What’s safer than staying with a cop?” 

“You wouldn’t be safe if you took any of us to your house.” 

“You seriously need to think about getting out of here.” 

“No she doesn’t,” Tyler barked from behind her, “but you people do,” he added, walking over to Skyler who was still looking down.

“I’m not leaving your wife here with you; she doesn’t need to be hurt anymore.” 

“I didn’t hurt her, she’s just accident prone… take her, but my boys stay with me,” Tyler stated, not meaning any of it.

“No!  Tyler, I love you, I wanna stay!  Tyler wouldn’t hurt me, he loves me!”  Skyler shouted, jumping up as she adjusted Hunter on her hip before going to Tyler’s open arms.

“There ya go, she doesn’t wanna go with you, she loves me and now I think you should all leave my home.” 

“How exactly d’you do it, making everyone believe your lies?”  Chelsea asked.

“I don’t lie; I’m innocent as a newborn babe.” 

“Yeah, I can see that.  I’m gonna be looking over your shoulder, so you better watch yourself very closely.” 

“Are you really watching me, or you just trying to get into my wife’s pants?”  Tyler whispered.

“Tyler!  Please stop.” 

“You think maybe she’s thinking about getting into yours?” 

“That’s not true Tyler, you know it’s not,” Skyler protested.

“Someday soon, everything’s gonna catch up to you and I just hope I’m there to see it.” 

“Not gonna happen since there’s nothing to catch up with me girly.” 

“Keep it up and I’ll haul you in just for the fun of it,” Chelsea smiled back.

“You must want my wife something fierce,” he laughed.

Chelsea gave Tyler a look of disgust as she shook her head at him just before the other officer walked into the house with the boots in a bag.  He had a great smile on his face as he looked at Tyler to tell him he was going down.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Tyler insisted.

“Yeah, you go ahead and say these aren’t your boots,” the officer laughed.  “You probably don’t know about a little thing called DNA.” 

“Those aren’t my boots, but what’s that bleach smell?”  Tyler asked, smiling.

The officer wasn’t looking as sure of his evidence as Tyler escorted the entire crew of police out of the house. 

Chelsea and Matt went back to their patrol car as the rest of the team drove away.

“That guy just bugs me,” Chelsea stated, staring at the house.  “I think I will ask you to help me now Matt.” 

“Is he right Chels?” 

“Right about what?!”  She exclaimed, looking at him.

“About you wanting his wife.” 

“You have got to be kidding?!  That guy is such an ass and one of these times when we come to this house, we’re gonna have three boys with no parents.  I just wanna know what he does and how he gets away with it.  I could’ve sworn we had him dead to rights on the drugs, so how’d he get out so quick?  What’s he got goin’ on?  I just wanna know about his past and see if we can’t nail him on something.  I wanna get her and those children outta that house.  I didn’t tell you about when I went to see her in the hospital, but…” 

“You did what?!  Why’d you do that?” 

“I just wanted to see if there was anything she could tell me that might help her.  There really wasn’t though and I know she doesn’t believe that I can actually help her, but I’d like to try.” 

“Well, the bugs are planted now so just wait and see.” 

“I don’t think this guy is so stupid to even say what he does to his wife.  I’m almost positive he just sees her as property and not any sorta partner.  Did you see that camera setup he has in there?  He obviously doesn’t trust her.” 

“So what d’ya want me to do?” 

“I don’t know, maybe talk to that girl that likes you and see if she can find any information on the computer somewhere, anything to point me in the right direction?  Maybe have her check into the disappearance of a David Klasp while you’re at it?” 

“Shit Chels!  Fine, I’ll do it for you, but you need to call Val and tell her what I’m doing because the last time I asked her for information she called and asked me out.” 

“What’d Val say?” 

“Let’s just say that I don’t even care to remember how many mornings I woke up to the girls staring at me because they wanted to sit on the couch and watch cartoons,” Matt stated as Chelsea began laughing.

“I’ll stop over after work and talk to her personally,” Chelsea promised as Matt scratched his chin.

Skyler was hurrying the boys into their room putting some cereal onto a sheet of paper for them to pick up and eat.  Pulling the door shut behind her, she began cleaning the house until Tyler grabbed her by the hair, dragging her into the kitchen and bending her over the table before pulling her sweats down. 

The entire process of almost going to jail had actually turned Tyler on.  He felt exhilarated from the entire experience and the fact that the lawyer had gotten him out of there so quickly, not even having to go to court was what he loved that the most. 

He slammed Skyler’s head onto the table as he roughly rammed his cock into her ass, orgasming almost immediately.  When it was over, Skyler was free to pull her sweats back, returning to her cleaning while Tyler walked around Skyler, making her nervous as he continued smiling at her.

“I just have one question for you sweetums,” Tyler whispered.

“What?” 

“Who d’you want Hunter and Tristan to go to after they find your body?” 

“Mom.” 

“You don’t even wanna know why I’m asking?” 

“You have your son, you don’t need me anymore.” 

“That’s not it you stupid bitch!”  Tyler rasped in a whisper.  “How the fuck did they know to look in the garbage?” 

“They asked about boots, I couldn’t lie!”  Skyler protested in a loud whisper.

“Want me to back up the tape and see if that’s what really happened?” 

“Go ahead.” 

“You knew?” 

“Do I fucking look stupid?  I knew something was there when I couldn’t even go piss without you knowing about it.” 

“Why have you really hung around all this time?” 

“Now who’s the fucking moron?”  Skyler asked before his fist connected with her head.

“Just answer the fucking question!” 

“You’re gonna kill me anyway so I want questions answered first.  What’d you do to David?” 

“You want me to tell you things, because you seriously think I’m gonna kill you?” 

“I always thought you’d lose interest sooner, I guess I would’ve had to name every single son Tyler, to keep you actually believing that I ever fell in love with you!  Tyler, you raped me and since Little Tyler was born, you haven’t been happy unless you’re raping me.  When you were actually good to me and the boys, I thought I might be able to fall in love with you, but that was never good enough for you, you have to be hurting me now to be happy.  What’s gonna happen to Little Tyler if I’m dead?  What’s gonna happen when you lose interest in him too, or when he makes you angry?” 

“So, as long as I have you around, I don’t have to hurt them; is that what you’re saying?” 

“I don’t think so, you’ve already hurt them, just not beyond repair, I hope.  I just wanted to know how many bodies you actually think you can get away with getting rid of?” 

“You’ve got quite a mouth on you when you don’t give a shit.” 

“I’m just so fucking sick how you treat me, us.  Your sons’re gonna hate you so much when they’re older and I don’t even care anymore.  Like mom told me, you made your bed.  Why don’t you just stop talking and do it already?  Just fucking do it Tyler!”  Skyler screamed, hitting him in the chest with both fists.

Tyler was looking at her the same way he looked at her before Little Tyler was born.  He had forgotten after so long that Skyler actually use to have a personality and he was getting turned on again.  He wanted her like he used to want her, when he actually felt she was falling in love with him. 

Skyler backed away from Tyler as he began moving towards her.

“It’s okay Skyler, I’m not gonna hurt you, really.” 

“Is this a trick?” 

“No, no trick.  Can we just try this, please?” 

“I’m such a fucking moron.” 

She stared at him, but went to him anyway, no matter what, he was still her husband.  As he held her, they kissed until Tyler picked her up.  Carrying Skyler into the bedroom, Tyler sat her on a clean spot before pushing the drawers onto the floor.  They began kissing again and slowly took off each other’s shirts, as Skyler began rolling and tweaking Tyler’s nipples, the way she knew he liked.  He, in return, began tweaking her nipples until they were both gasping and stripping off each other’s pants. 

Skyler automatically moved her head down, kissing and licking Tyler’s shaft, sucking his balls as he guided her pussy over his face.  He hadn’t touched her that way in so long that she could feel her excitement dribble down the inside of her leg.  Tyler even dragged his tongue through the dribbles as she went to work on his penis, drawing it into her mouth without any troubles after first cleaning off the small dribble of pre-cum.  Skyler had to focus as she felt Tyler’s tongue traveling into her vagina and through her vulva up to her clit, circling around it and moving back down to start all over again. 

When Tyler knew he was about to cum, he repositioned them both, looking Skyler in the eyes as he lined up his penis with her vagina, gliding inside her easily. 

It had been so long for Skyler that she didn’t need anything more than Tyler slapping his pubes against her clit to cause her orgasm to explode as she watched him smile when he began to orgasm with her.

Skyler couldn’t believe how horny she had actually been as Tyler lay beside her, taking her into his arms.

“See, no tricks.” 

“That was actually really nice Tyler.  It’s been a while since it was that nice.” 

“It was pretty nice, I guess I missed it too,” he admitted.  “I need a smoke, I think I’m gonna take Tyler outside while you clean up.” 

“But you’re not taking Hunter or Tristan?” 

“They’re your responsibility.” 

“I thought all three were our responsibility?”  Skyler asked, getting out of bed and walking over to where Tyler had moved to put his clothes back on.

Tyler had about all he could take of the sentimentality, pulling back his fist before letting it connect with the side of Skyler’s head.

“You son-of-a-bitch!  I’m so sick of you using me as a punching bag!”  Skyler screamed, flying at Tyler.

Tyler, seeing her coming, grabbed both of her fists with one hand as she tried hitting him.  He slapped her across the face while he laughed. 

Skyler broke one hand loose, punching him in the mouth, making him stop laughing as he wiped the little trickle of blood from his lip.  He was on top of her in seconds, flipping her over before sodomizing her as he punched her in the back of the head.  Tyler was slamming, hard into her ass as he pushed her face into the carpet.  Since he had just cum, he managed to keep up the pace for a while before another orgasm hit.

When he finally pulled his limp penis from her ass, Skyler slowly curled into a ball on the floor. 

“I hate you so much,” Skyler cried.  “I actually thought you were trying!  You’re such a bastard!” 

“I love you too doll.  Make sure Tyler’s diaper is changed before I take him out.” 

“Do it yourself!” 

“Listen to me now!”  Tyler roared, lifting her by the throat.  “You belong to me, you’ll always belong to me and there’s not a fucking thing you can do about it and you know why, so unless you want things changing immediately, you better fuckin’ wise up and start doing what I tell you to do!  Am I making myself clear?”  Tyler asked, gritting his teeth.

“You made yourself clear the first time you raped me,” Skyler rasped.

“Then why d’you keep fucking with me?” 

“Because you keep cutting off my oxygen; clouds my judgement,” Skyler gasped as Tyler dropped her and laughed.

“That was funny, now go change my son’s diaper so I can take him out,” Tyler ordered.

“Like I said before, do it yourself.” 

Tyler went to Skyler, grabbed her by the hair and carried her on her tiptoes to the boy’s bedroom door, smashing her head against it.

“I’m getting dressed so just fucking do what you’re told or next it’s one of the two boys, keep it up and it’s your choice!” 

“I told you before, you hurt my babies, and you might as well kill me.” 

“You’d sacrifice two for one?” 

“I sacrificed all my babies the day I walked with you to that car; I just hope someday they all forgive me for making them live with a twisted monster like you.” 

“Maybe I am a monster, but no matter what I am, I’m all you got and you need to start remembering that.” 

“What is it about me Tyler?  Why d’you need me so bad?  Why’re you so obsessed with me?” 

Skyler asked him as he sat down, pulling her into him and wrapping his arms around her.

“Ninth grade I noticed you, you were in the eighth grade then and you were talking to a whole group of kids.  You never singled out just a few close friends, it was like everyone was your friend and right then I knew you were special and I had to have you.  I just knew right then that I wanted you and now I have you and no matter how hard you try, you’ll never be rid of me.” 

“You took away so much happiness, but as long as I still have my babies, I guess in a sick way you gave me my life.” 

“Good, now go put a clean diaper on my son before I have to kick the shit outta you again.” 

“Sure would be nice if you could make a tender moment last longer than three seconds,” Skyler said, trying to move.

“Sure would be nice if you’d stop lippin’ off to me,” Tyler returned, his arms squeezing tighter.

“Tyler, you’re hurting me, I’m going, please just let me go.” 

“Fuckin’ go and get my son ready to go outside,” he said, squeezing a little tighter before letting her go.  “Hopefully this ends any future discussions,” he added patting her hard on the head.

As Tyler walked into the bedroom to finish getting dressed, Skyler went into the living room to grab her robe from the laundry basket before going in to change little Tyler’s diaper. 

While little Tyler crawled around on the floor, she took care of Tristan and Hunter.  Hunter was almost potty trained, but he couldn’t concentrate when there was fighting in the house, which, as of late, meant he couldn’t concentrate at all. 

Skyler made the mistake of calling little Tyler, Logan as she was pulling him back in the door and the next thing she knew, she was being smashed into the wall with Tyler’s hand clamping tightly around her throat.

“What’s his name?”  He asked, calmly at first.

“Tyler.” 

“Say it again!”  He screamed.

“Tyler, Tyler!”  She cried as the boys all began crying.

“Don’t you ever let me hear you call him anything else!  Shut those two bastards up!”  Tyler shouted, dropping her to picked up little Tyler and taking him away.

Skyler crawled over to Hunter and Tristan, trying to calm them down, telling them both that everything was okay and daddy didn’t mean to get so angry.

Chapter 8

Over the next month or so, Skyler fell back into the routine she had lived since Little Tyler had been born.  She was convinced that his one nice moment was all Tyler had in him.  It was pretty much business as usual with slaps and rapes. 

The boys were all napping one day and after Skyler had been sodomized again, she began staring at Tyler while the questions started entering her mind.

“Is it true, what they said about the drugs?” 

“Why d’you wanna push me?  I told you a hundred times to worry about the boys, the house, making me happy and nothing else.  Why d’you like to piss me off?” 

“I’m not trying to piss you off, I’m just trying to guess when they’re gonna rip our house apart again, and why don’t we get the Echo anymore?  Why’d you cancel it right after you let me read daddy’s obituary?  Why haven’t they found David yet?  And how did you get Nikki in the position to hang herself and Josh, how did you make him unconscious enough so it looked like he killed himself and how’d you trick Jenny into going anywhere with you and who else do they think you killed?” 

“That’s it!  Hunter’s getting a whack!”  Tyler shouted, standing up.

Skyler jumped in front of Tyler, pushing her hands against his chest as she began apologizing to him, but he threw her aside.  She started begging him again, telling him she would do anything, just don’t touch the boys at all, he smiled at her, leaving no questions in her mind about what he wanted. 

She had to work doubly hard at not throwing up, since she had been feeling slightly nauseated lately, doubled by the fact that he had just had his penis up her ass, but Skyler gave him the best blowjob ever, up to that point.  The fear that he might actually hurt Hunter helped her through it.

One month later, Skyler was in the bedroom playing with the boys, while Tyler was watching the news when he was suddenly running into the bedroom looking frantic as he began throwing things into a bag for little Tyler.

“What’s going on?” 

“Put them two in the crib, we’re leaving.” 

“No!  I’m not leaving my boys!” 

Tyler stopped what he was doing long enough to punch Skyler directly in the mouth, splitting her lip wide open.  She screamed as the blood flew and her hand flew to her mouth.

“I told you to move, now move your ass!” 

“Fuck you!  I’m not leaving my babies anywhere!”  Skyler shouted, standing her ground. 

He grabbed little Tyler out of the crib, walking over to Skyler and promptly smashed her head into the wall until she was only semiconscious. 

She could feel herself being half drug, half carried to the car as she heard Hunter, Tristan and little Tyler all crying.  She wanted to get to Hunter and Tristan, but she lost consciousness completely, not coming to until she felt herself being pulled out of the car and saw the police lights flashing around her.

Tyler took Skyler and little Tyler out of the bedroom while Hunter stayed on the mattress holding onto Tristan so their father wouldn’t hurt him.  As soon as the door was pulled closed, both boys began to cry for their mother as they clung to each other. 

At the car, Tyler put little Tyler into his car seat before lifting Skyler into the front seat.  As he began to drive, he pulled Skyler close to him, afraid to let her go.  He hadn’t gone far before the police caught up to them and as soon as he realized he was boxed in, he pulled over, opening the door and throwing himself onto the pavement. 

As Tyler was being cuffed and having his rights read, he never took his eyes off Skyler as the ambulance crew was lifting her onto the stretcher.  He memorized the face of the officer who had picked up his son, as well as the crew who had their hands all over his wife.

At the request of his partner Chelsea Gold, Matt Scheffield was along on the arrest to make sure Skyler and the little boy were treated well. 

Matt had received information about the missing boy, organizing a small search party to try and locate David Klasp.  It took some time, but eventually they found him partially buried in a small, swampy area and along with his remains was the evidence that Tyler Lasko was the last person with him before he died. 

Officer Matt Scheffield was tall and extremely handsome with his blonde hair and blue eyes, but he always had to promise his wife that Chelsea had never come on to him.  Val Scheffield thought for sure Chelsea saved his life because she was in love with her husband, until the day she had gone to talk to Chelsea face-to-face.  Chelsea laughed as she assured Val that if she were to have the hots for anyone, it would be Val and not Matt she would be hitting on.  From that day on, Val and Chelsea were the best of friends.    

With his first impression, Matt hadn’t thought Tyler was too bad of a guy, other than being a little too quick to flair, but as he began listening to the surveillance tapes, he realized the guy had completely pulled the wool over his eyes. 

Matt was a family man himself with a wonderful wife and three daughters all under the age of seven and as he listened to the tapes, he could picture his daughters in Skyler’s position.  It made him angry to believe that any man could treat a woman the way Tyler did and he was angry that any man would openly prefer one child over another.  He understood that all parents were capable of having their favorites, that one child who brightens your day the minute you see them, but to deny certain children and play favorites for one was just wrong in his book. 

Carrying little Tyler into the back of the ambulance, Matt noticed the boy was calming down as long as he could see his mother. 

As Skyler began waking up in the hospital, she began calling for her boys.  Upon opening her eyes, she saw Chelsea standing beside the bed.

“Am I under arrest?” 

“No, you’ve been just as much of a victim as everyone else.” 

“I’m not a victim; I know exactly what he’s capable of.” 

“Doing something against your will to keep the people you love safe, makes you a victim in my book.” 

“My boys, where’re my boys?” 

“They’re okay Sky; you need to stay in bed.” 

“No!  I need my boys!”  Skyler exclaimed, reaching for the tubes in her hand.

“What if I have them brought in here?”  Chelsea asked, stopping Skyler from pulling out the tubes.

“Please?  They have to be so scared and they need me.” 

Chelsea pushed the buzzer for a nurse and as the nurse entered the room, Chelsea went to her, whispering something before the nurse walked back out.

“She’ll bring all three of them in here; okay?” 

“Thank you.  What happened?”  Skyler asked.  “What’d he finally get caught at?” 

“Murder.  The boy from school was finally found.  Tyler had a flight tag on his jacket from a flight to California the year before and apparently hadn’t noticed it was missing.  When they found David, he was still holding onto the tag,” Chelsea explained.

“Poor David,” Skyler cried.  “I knew he did something to him, but nobody saw Tyler leave the party, he just wasn’t there and then he was.  God, I’m so sorry I talked to him.” 

“You can’t blame yourself, you didn’t know.” 

“Did they shoot him?” 

“No, but he’s going away for a long time.” 

“I’ll believe it when I see it,” Skyler mumbled.  “I can’t even have a life as long as he’s still alive.” 

“Maybe if someone knows about the mess beforehand, it might not deter them,” Chelsea suggested.

“Nobody could ever understand the hold he has on me.  Who could live with that?  Plus three kids and a fourth on the way, but at least I’m free for a little while?”  Skyler asked as Chelsea gave her a nod.  “I don’t know what to do now.” 

“I wasn’t sure you knew you were pregnant again.” 

“I knew, I’ve had to swallow my own vomit for the past two months.  Tyler wouldn’t let me have any of the other girls and I wanted one so bad, so I couldn’t let him see I was getting sick.  I was hoping that if he didn’t see any signs, he would let me keep her.” 

“Now you don’t need to worry so much.” 

“For a while anyway.” 

The cribs were coming down the hall and Skyler could hear Hunter calling for her.  All three boys were hanging on the sides of their cribs crying. 

Skyler asked if someone could pull up the side rails and bring the boys to her.  As soon as the boys were in bed with her, they stopped crying and fell asleep. 

Chelsea stared at the four of them in amazement.

“That was the most amazing thing I think I’ve ever seen,” Chelsea remarked.

“It’s the only way to keep them safe from their father,” Skyler whispered.

“What about when he’s busy with you?” 

“I think Hunter’s been taking over.” 

“Big responsibility for a little boy.” 

“Hopefully he’ll forgive me someday,” Skyler said, kissing Hunter’s head.

“I know you don’t really have anyplace to go and I can’t imagine you would want to stay in your house, so I was thinking you might wanna stay at my house,” Chelsea suggested.  “There’s plenty of room and we could get a small wading pool for the boys.” 

“Hunter and Tristan haven’t ever played outside.” 

“I know, when we searched your house, we planted some bugs around.  He really kept you in the dark about everything, didn’t he?” 

“You heard everything?”  Skyler asked, slightly embarrassed.

“Yeah, you’re pretty tough, ever thought about being a cop?” 

“No, I’d cave as soon as they threatened my family,” Skyler said with a sad smile, kissing Hunter on the head again.  “I hope this doesn’t haunt him too long,” she repeated.  “That’s really nice of you, but why would you do that?” 

“I don’t know, I just want to I guess.” 

“I can’t pay you any money, I could clean your house and cook is about all.” 

“I’m not expecting you to do anything; I’m just trying to help you out.” 

“I don’t know what to say.  Thank you.  I don’t know what else to do, so thank you very much.” 

“I should thank you, that house gets pretty lonely and I think three boys could pep things up a bit.” 

“You said you had bugs around the house.  You know my boys don’t make noise, or run around, except little Tyler.” 

“Well, maybe with the constraints gone, they might loosen up a little, but would you mind if we called him Logan?” 

“Thank you,” Skyler said, fighting the tears.  “Am I gonna have to see him at all?” 

“Not unless you want to.” 

“I don’t know, I might need to I guess, just to cover myself.  How would I arrange that?” 

“Are you sure?” 

“The only thing I don’t know is if I should take Logan with me.” 

“Well, I don’t think you should go until you’re a little healthier to begin with, but I’ll find out everything else by then, okay.” 

“You’re very sweet, thank you.  How long were Hunter and Tristan alone?  I know he drug me to the car after he knocked me out.  I was trying to stay conscious, but it wasn’t working.” 

“Only about 10 minutes.  We got to the house as soon as we heard what was happening.” 

“Did you go to them yourself?” 

“I was there, yeah.  I know they don’t know me, but I thought I might be able to help a little bit since you did introduce us.  They were still frightened, but they came right to me and we brought them here right after since we knew you’d be brought here.” 

“You must be an angel.” 

“No, I’m not an angel just someone who cares.” 

“I don’t know how I can ever thank you.” 

“Just be happy.” 

“I don’t think I remember how.” 

“It’ll come in time.” 

“I’m not so much worried about me as I am about them.  I gave up on me a long time ago.” 

“With any luck that’ll change too.  By the looks of them right now it seems to me they pretty much feed off of the way you’re feeling,” Chelsea observed.

“Tyler likes things quiet and this just always seemed to work.” 

“Just so you know, I love noise.”

Chapter 9

Skyler and the boys walked into Chelsea’s house a few days later.  It was so big and bright with the open blinds and the sliding doors that it was almost overwhelming. 

Chelsea could see that Skyler and the boys were going to need to move slowly, so she pulled some of the blinds closed, making the house a little less bright. 

On a tour through the house, Skyler and the boys followed Chelsea.  The boy’s room was huge, with two children’s beds and a crib.  She knew they had shared a room and didn’t want to traumatize them by separating them too soon. 

Chelsea had even bought a baby gate so the boys wouldn’t get hurt if they woke up in the night.  Immediately next to the boy’s room was Skyler’s room and she was amazed at the size of the bed alone.  In the bathroom off her bedroom, was a whirlpool tub.  Skyler needed to fight her tears as she became overwhelmed by Officer Gold’s kindness.  

She knew she wouldn’t be able to handle any tears, so Chelsea moved on to the guest room and the main bathroom before backtracking to her own bedroom, which looked similar to the one Skyler was in.

In the corner of the living room was a toy box overflowing with toys.  Some little push cars and lawnmowers, along with a variety of noisy toys were sitting alongside.  Hunter began running to them until Skyler spoke his name.  Hunter obediently moved back to his mother’s side as Chelsea touched her arm, softly telling her the toys were for all of the boys, if she didn’t mind they could all play. 

As Skyler put Tristan down, Chelsea put Logan down while Skyler told Hunter and Tristan it was okay to play with the toys and they were off like a shot to where Logan was already playing. 

It brought Chelsea a great amount of joy to see Skyler and the boys all playing with the toys.  They had pulled everything out of the toy box in less than 10 minutes.  After standing and watching the four of them, Chelsea joined in to play with them too. 

Skyler couldn’t believe how happy she felt, positive she would never live long enough to be happy again. 

For dinner, Chelsea ordered three different kinds of pizza.  Skyler hadn’t had pizza since she was 16 and neither Hunter nor Tristan had ever had it.  Whenever Tyler brought home pizza, he would never let them have any, only little Tyler.  Skyler didn’t feel she could share any of this with Chelsea yet, although she was sure she suspected when Hunter and Tristan looked at their mother for approval before touching theirs. 

Once the boys had baths and were tucked in, she and Chelsea enjoyed a beer, some television and some conversation. 

“I haven’t had a beer since I was 16.  One isn’t gonna hurt the baby; is it?” 

“I’m almost positive that one beer won’t hurt the baby,” Chelsea assured her.  “So what were you like at 16?” 

“Happy, for some of it at least.  I never really had any close friends because I liked to think that everybody was my friend and I pretty much got along with everyone, including Tyler,” Skyler laughed.

“So he wasn’t always the way he is now?” 

“Oh, I’m sure he was; I just didn’t know it then.  I guess he must’ve found out about me some how, because he asked to talk to me alone, so I followed him and he cried when told me he was gay before asking me if we could pretend we were going out for a little while, so it might throw everybody off, but then he started acting different and I tried pulling away from him, but he’d show up at my house to watch movies with us and stuff.  My parents and my little sister loved him, but the day I told him I didn’t wanna pretend anymore and that I’d just take my chances was the day it all went to hell.  We were at a party when I was talking to David and when he excused himself to go to the bathroom; I went over to a big group of kids and got in on the conversation.  Tyler pulled me right out of the group after I had just told them I broke up with him and as he was dragging me to his car he punched me in the head.  As I was yelling at him in the car, he smashed my head into the side window and it was pretty much over by then.  He took me to his basement apartment, threw around a lot of threats and then he raped me.  That same night he killed my cat and I knew he was serious.  I was stuck after that since I knew my little sister would go with him if he wanted her to and I couldn’t take that chance, I had to do what he said,” Skyler explained, nervously peeling her beer label.

“Sounds like a helluva ride.” 

“A helluva ride on four flat tires,” Skyler laughed, cynically.

“I think it’s great that you can still laugh at all.” 

“It’s either laugh or spend all my time crying and that wouldn’t solve anything.  What about you at 16?”  Skyler asked, desperately wanting to change the subject.

“I was scary at 16, purple hair and I was dating a guy who rode a Harley.  My mother never seemed too worried about what I was doing since she knew I wanted to be a cop, so she just let me be a teenager.  We both almost died when she had me and then I saw my dad get shot when I was around seven.  He was a drug dealer and the fool took me with him on a deal, but I watched the cop give him every opportunity to give himself up; then when the shooting started and I saw my dad fall, the same cop ran to me to keep me from getting shot.  That was when I wanted to be a cop, so I never really got into too much trouble.  Mostly just color to my hair and some body piercings.” 

“And whatever happened to the biker?” 

“He was just a phase; I knew I was into women when I was nine.” 

“Really?  Did your mother know?” 

“I told her when I knew for sure, that’s why she wasn’t too worried about me and the biker,” Chelsea said as she and Skyler laughed.

“Sounds like some fun teenage years.” 

“It wasn’t too bad… you look exhausted.” 

“I think that beer got to me.” 

“C’mon, I’ll show you how the monitor works.” 

Chelsea showed Skyler the monitor buttons and volume so she could relax and sleep until one of the boys fussed or woke up. 

She even had clothes and pajamas for Skyler, who was feeling so emotional right then, that she hugged Chelsea, crying as she thanked her over and over again. 

The thought of being able to sleep in pajamas made her happier than she had ever thought it would.  Skyler was also looking forward to being able to move around in bed without being physically restrained. 

That night was the best night’s sleep she had gotten in the longest time, at least until the screaming began.  Skyler moved quickly so whoever was making the fuss wouldn’t wake up Chelsea. 

By the time she got to the boy’s room, they were all awake.  Both Hunter and Tristan were by the crib trying to quiet Logan down by holding his hand through the bars. 

Skyler opened the gate, slipping into the room and lifting Logan out of the crib.  She looked over at Hunter’s bed seeing two pillows on it, as Logan began to quiet down.

“Did you get scared Tristan?”  Skyler asked as Tristan nodded.  “Its okay sweetie, you don’t have to be afraid here.” 

“Its okay mommy, I missed him,” Hunter explained.

“You’re a good, big brother; you’re both good, big brothers.” 

“Someone have a bad dream?”  Chelsea asked from the doorway, the boys quickly clinging to their mother.

“What’s this?  You boys like Officer Gold, remember?  I’m sorry we woke you, we’ll try and be quieter.” 

“Nonsense!  Anyone feel like having some milk and a cookie with me?” 

The boys smiled, looking up at their mother, not moving until Skyler gave her okay. 

As Chelsea led the way, she yelled all the way through the house and after glancing at their smiling mother, the two older boys followed, screaming to the top of their lungs.  Skyler was bouncing Logan along as he began shouting too.

They all had milk and one cookie before brushing their teeth again and heading back to bed. 

On the way back to the bedroom, Chelsea suggested that if it was okay with Skyler, maybe the boys could sleep in bed with her until they felt more comfortable.  Skyler smiled at Chelsea before thanking her again. 

Skyler and the boys slept through the night after that.

Actually, Skyler woke up angry the next morning when Logan hit her in the face.  She caught hold of his hand as he was about to hit her a second time.

“Tyler Logan Lasko, that’s naughty, you hear me?  I don’t ever want you to do that again!  Understand?”  Skyler scolded Logan as he began to cry.

Skyler sat up, holding out her arms as all three boys crawled onto her.  Logan was still crying until Hunter told him it was quiet time. 

Five minutes later there was a knock at the door and Chelsea walked in as soon as Skyler said it was okay. 

“Quiet time?  Want me to leave?” 

“Logan just hit me in the face and I was trying to explain to him that doing that is naughty.” 

Logan’s lip began to quiver again as he put his arms around his mother’s neck, giving her a kiss. 

“That was sweet baby,” Skyler said, making Logan smile.

“Well, when you’re ready to get up, there’s someone out here who wants to meet you all.” 

“We could barely handle meeting you,” Skyler stated, looking down and speaking much lower.

“Is it too much?”  Chelsea asked, walking over to sit on the edge of the bed.  “It’s just my mother.  She just lives a few doors down and she comes over a lot, but I can ask her to come back if you’re not ready.” 

“No, god no!  I would never ask you to do that.  I just meant we could …” 

“Don’t even finish that, I want you to think of this as your home too while you’re here.  She brought over some fresh baked chocolate chip cookies,” Chelsea announced, the boys looking longingly at their mother.

“Before breakfast?” 

“And brownies.” 

“…  With nuts?”  Skyler asked, slowly raising her head to look directly at Chelsea for the first time.

“Are there any other kind?” 

“I haven’t had a brownie in seven years; we’d love to meet your mother.”

Once the kids were taken care of, Skyler put on a jogging suit she found in the closet before picking up Logan while Hunter and Tristan followed her into the kitchen. 

Skyler and the kids looked down as the boys grabbed hold of their mother’s legs and Logan buried his head into her shoulder.

Frannie Gold was a sweet woman, a lot like Chelsea.  She looked like Chelsea, only a little heavier and her hair was auburn with wisps of silver throughout.  She had blue eyes, exactly like Chelsea’s one blue eye, but she never said a word until she had trays of sweets and milk glasses filled all around the table. 

Logan and Tristan had sippy cups, but she thought Hunter should have a big boy glass.  Skyler protested, not knowing if he would spill, but Frannie didn’t see what the big deal would be if he did. 

With the cookies and brownies taunting them all, Frannie began taking bowls of oatmeal to the table.  There wasn’t a lot in them, but she let the boys know that they should finish the oatmeal first, before they had cookies. 

Skyler sat with both Tristan and Logan in highchairs off to her right, while Hunter was on her left.  He was a pro at not spilling his food by then, but he had never used anything other than a sippy cup, Tyler wouldn’t allow it.  The very first thing Hunter did was spill his milk before hopping off his chair and clinging to his mother.  Skyler started apologizing for him while he apologized to her. 

Putting Hunter on her chair, Skyler rapidly moved to clean it up and as Chelsea walked over with toweling to help, Skyler dropped to the floor, apologizing as she leaned in beside her.  Skyler began to shake uncontrollably as her hands had been drawn, automatically over her head while she continued apologizing. 

Hunter turned immediately to look the other way, which is what Skyler had always made him do, while Tristan and Logan looked down at their trays.  Chelsea got to the floor, giving Skyler a hug as she felt her shaking.

“Sky, it’s okay, it was just spilled milk and nobody’s gonna hurt you here.  You don’t have to be afraid right now, you’re safe here and nobody cares if the milk gets spilled,” Chelsea explained calmly.

Frannie had already finished cleaning up the milk and had a new glass filled and waiting for Hunter.  While Frannie was handing Hunter a cookie, Skyler was beginning to calm down. 

She eventually managed to calm down enough to get off the floor and as she stood, she looked at Hunter and his brothers, wiping her eyes while Frannie finish feeding Tristan and Logan before handing each of them a cookie too. 

Skyler thanked Chelsea before helping Hunter back to his chair.  He was extremely careful when he picked up the milk glass again.  Skyler thanked Frannie for cleaning up the mess and feeding the boys and then she moved on to apologize for her behavior as Chelsea helped her back to her chair.

“You really need to try and relax.  You’re fine here and if we spill something, we wipe it up, if we break something, we clean it up, but we don’t need to say I’m sorry more than once and nobody’s getting hit, ever.  Okay?”  Chelsea asked, looking around the table.

All Skyler could do was nod as she tried to make herself stop shaking.  Hunter was nodding fiercely and smiling at everyone around the table as he shoved the rest of the cookie into his mouth.  The other two were too busy shoving pieces of cookie into their mouths to be able to listen.

Skyler finished her oatmeal, staring longingly at the plate of brownies before finishing her milk.

“I thought you wanted a brownie?”  Chelsea asked.

“I do, but I’m full.  Normally I have two pieces of toast to last me all day and that oatmeal filled me up.  They look delicious though Mrs. Gold.” 

“Please call me Frannie.” 

“I’m sorry, I’ll try.” 

As Skyler led the boys into the living room to play, Chelsea and Frannie took in coffee for the adults.  While watching the boys play, Skyler smiled to see them looking so happy. 

Still the only one to play loudly was Logan.  Hunter and Tristan would look around with fear in their eyes, waiting to be shouted at whenever Logan got loud. 

Chelsea went to the boys, whispering something in their ears and as she went back to her seat, suddenly Hunter and Tristan began playing loudly right along with Logan.  They looked around as they shouted before looking at each other and smiling.  After that, they were playing hard.

“What’d you say to them?”  Skyler asked quietly.

“I told them that if they were as loud, or louder than their brother, they could have two cookies when they were finished playing.  Was that okay?”  Chelsea asked as an afterthought.

“Well, I don’t know your rules and I’ve never really had to give them any, other than to not make daddy angry, so whatever you think is best is fine.” 

“I don’t wanna take over and make you feel like you’re in the same situation you just left, so maybe the next time I have an idea, how about if I discuss it with you first?”  Chelsea asked.

“I don’t know what help I’ll be, but it’d be a nice change,” Skyler agreed as she listened to the kids shouting and laughing.  “The only time Hunter and Tristan have ever laughed was when their dad wasn’t home and you know how rare that was,” Skyler said, smiling at the boys.  “I just wanna apologize for how I…” 

“You don’t need to apologize for anything, but I do wish you’d try and relax, at least a little bit.” 

“I’ll try my best, I’m sorry.” 

Less than one week later, Skyler and Logan were on their way to see Tyler.  Frannie was watching Hunter and Tristan.  They had all been getting to know her and the boys adored the woman since she gave them fresh baked cookies on a regular basis.

Tyler smiled when he saw Skyler and little Tyler.  She sat across the table from him as he reached for the baby. 

Skyler had the majority of her lies ready for Tyler’s questions; she was just hoping she wouldn’t mess it up.

“I’m surprised you came,” Tyler admitted.

“I know you’re not going to be in here forever and I wanted to see what you thought I should do.” 

“That’s a good thing to do.  Where’re you staying?” 

“They took us to a shelter.” 

“I want you to go stay with my folks.” 

“Tyler, I don’t wanna stay with your parents,” Skyler whispered, leaning towards Tyler.  “I don’t even know your parents and they’ve never come to see the boys.  Besides that I wouldn’t be able to be at your trial if I went there, because who would watch the boys?  And what if your dad really likes hugging me?  Shouldn’t I just stay where I’m at for now?” 

“I guess you have some good points, maybe you should just go back to the house.” 

“I don’t know, maybe.  I don’t think I’d like being there alone though, I just thought I could stay at the shelter for now and figure it out from there.” 

“Are you sure they’re gonna find me guilty?” 

“They said they found a tag with your name on it in his hand,” Skyler stated.  “Plus you tried running away and making me desert two of our sons… I don’t see why you can’t just let me go?” 

“Because you’re mine, you’ve always been mine and you’ll be mine until the day you die so get use to it already.” 

“You know how I feel about you.  Why d’you need to hold on so tight?” 

“Because I can so just stop fucking with me and accept it!  I don’t wanna hear anything about you with anyone while I’m in here either or that’ll be on your head too,” he whispered angrily.

“Okay, I’m sorry,” Skyler conceded, quietly looking down.

Skyler remained silent for the rest of the visit, while Tyler played and talked with his son.  As the visit ended, he gave Skyler a look that let her know she had better give him the kiss and hug he expected, before she left so that was what she did.  All she could do on the way out of the building was cry. 

Chelsea put Logan into his car seat and helped Skyler into the car from where she had leaned against it while she cried.

“It didn’t go so well I’m guessing.” 

“He’s never gonna let me go, I feel so helpless and he’s not even here.” 

“We can do what you need, change your identity or get a restraining order, whatever you need.” 

“You don’t understand; he’s never controlled me by threatening me.  I would’ve just let him kill me if it had ever just been me.  He knows it’s the people I love that keep me where he wants me.  David, Frisbee, Nikki, Josh and Jenny were just warnings.  I know the two days he was gone he killed my father.  He’ll hurt my sister and my mother, Hunter, Tristan, the new baby, you and Frannie, he doesn’t care.  Look how long it took to find David.  He won’t let me go and I don’t understand it, but I know when he gets out, I’ll have to go to him,” Skyler hung her head, still feeling trapped.

“We’ll figure something out.  Don’t spend all your time worrying, you should be thinking about the baby now.” 

“I’m sure he probably has the best lawyer his parents could afford and in a little while, I won’t need to worry about my baby.  I need you to do me one more favor, please?” 

“Sky, he’s not getting out for a long time.  I’ve seen the charges against him and he’d have to be Houdini to wiggle his way outta this one,” Chelsea assured her.

“I know I have no right to ask you, but please?” 

“…  Sure.  What would you need me to do?” 

“Make sure my mother gets Hunter, Tristan and the new baby?  I know Tyler won’t let me keep any of them and I really don’t want them going into foster care, they’ve been through so much already,” Skyler explained, rubbing her hands together.

“What about Logan?” 

“Tyler will never let him go either.” 

“Helluva confusing life for a little boy.” 

“Am I a horrible mother?  I don’t know what else to do.” 

“No you’re not a horrible mother.  You know that Tyler won’t hurt Logan?  I mean for a fact?” 

“He knows that if he ever hurts one of the boys that he’d have to kill me and I know for a fact that he can’t let me go, besides, he claims his namesake, it’s just the other boys he doesn’t want,” Skyler explained.  “So would you do that for me?” 

“I can do that.” 

“He’s already gonna be angry when he finds out I lied about staying at a shelter.” 

“Well, I guess we’ll just have to fix that too.” 

Skyler never said a word to Chelsea; all she could manage to do was stare out the window. 

Chelsea made several phone calls from the house, letting Skyler know, that should Tyler try getting in touch with her, the shelter would call the house immediately.  Skyler was so excited and grateful that she grabbed Chelsea to hug her, pulling away quickly before apologizing about getting so excited.  Chelsea laughed, telling Skyler it wasn’t a problem.

The trial only took a little over a week to begin and it lasted about the same length of time.  Skyler didn’t dare to not show up during Tyler’s trial, making sure to give him a kiss every day before and after court. 

Skyler noticed Tyler’s parents in the courtroom, but they never tried to speak with her, as though their son’s insanity was all her fault.  She especially thought it was odd the way Tyler never even looked at his parents while they were there, the only one he ever glanced at was Skyler and it scared her to death.  If she hadn’t been so afraid of what he was capable of when he got out, she never would have sat through any of it.  

During that time, Skyler and Chelsea had begun getting closer as well.  Skyler loved hearing the stories of Chelsea growing up or looking through photo albums with her and Frannie. 

Frannie and Chelsea had moved to the cities from New York less than two months after her father had been killed.  They needed a new start, away from the people her father had been involved with before his death. 

Not only Skyler had grown close to Frannie, but the boys had even begun calling her nana around that time.  Frannie loved it and she seemed to love them as much as they were all beginning to love her. 

In between going to Tyler’s trial, Skyler had begun going to the clinic for checkups for the first time through any of her pregnancies and Chelsea was always at her side.  

Chelsea wasn’t at all pleased when the doctor informed Skyler that she was undernourished.  Frannie seemed to be cooking or baking almost continuously once she heard that.  Skyler wound up full so much of the time that she needed to wear sweat suits more often than not. 

One night, hoping they could all relax and trying to give the boys some other kids to play with, Chelsea invited Matt, Val and their three girls over for dinner. 

When Skyler first laid eyes on Val, she couldn’t believe how similar in looks she was to Nikki Freeman with the long dark hair, piercing brown eyes, perfectly chiseled facial features, like a model on a magazine cover.  Skyler’s insides tightened up as she decided to only look at Val if she absolutely had to.

Skyler was very quiet through most of the evening, only feeling comfortable as she watched the kids playing together.  It took a little time for the boys to play with the girls, but they were so polite any time one of the girls wanted a toy they had, handing it over to them immediately until Val would scold whichever of the girls was making the demands, letting them know they needed to share.  Skyler would always have a small smile when Val would scold whichever girl had been making the demand. 

Matt and Val could both see it was going to take Skyler a little time to join in on the conversation, but they still enjoyed what little she did contribute.

The final day of the trial was priceless as Skyler sat listening to Tyler tell one lie after another during his testimony, but there wasn’t a single thing she could do about any of it.  Chelsea managed to slip into the back row of the courtroom unnoticed as Tyler began to speak. 

Through most of what Tyler had said, Skyler didn’t dare look at him, for fear of standing up and calling him a liar, so she sat quietly, listening to Tyler talk about how everyone in the school had known he and Skyler had feelings for one another since the ninth grade, but the night of the party David had gone around telling people that he was going to nail Skyler, so Tyler had confronted him. 

He explained how drunk David had been and that they had gotten into a small scuffle before giving David one last shove, but it never occurred to Tyler that he was actually hurt when he rolled down the hill since he was calling him names as Tyler walked away to take Skyler from the  party. 

Tyler began to cry as he spoke about the fact that he wanted to check on David, but then he found out Skyler was pregnant and things just began to snowball out of control.  He apologized, saying he knew it was wrong to not get in touch with anyone, but after the pregnancy discussion was over, he was too afraid to come forward and now he had three sons to worry about, making him even more afraid. 

When asked why he was willing to leave two of his three sons behind if he was so worried about them, Tyler claimed his feelings were that they were old enough to understand what was going on and he didn’t think a life on the run would be good since they would both be going to school so soon.  He began crying when he relayed how much he missed his boys and how much he loved them. 

The only thing Skyler could manage to do was look down and cry, while Chelsea slipped in and out of the courtroom.

Waiting until sentencing was handed down, was making Skyler a nervous wreck.  She wished Chelsea could’ve been with her, but she knew it would drive Tyler crazy, seeing them in the same room together, so Chelsea paced by the car as she waited. 

It only took the jury a little over two hours to return with their verdict, which was for a lesser charge and not even related to David’s death.  His sentence would be three to five years, less if he was released for good behavior.  

Skyler began crying, but not for the reason everyone thought.  Her main reason for tears was the disappointment she felt when they hadn’t given him the death penalty.  Yet again, he had pulled the veil over everyone’s eyes.  If they could have gotten away with dropping the charges against him completely, they would have. 

Tyler was positive by Skyler’s reaction that she had finally fallen completely in love with him and tried consoling her by explaining to her that he would be out much sooner, which only made her cry harder.  His cuffed hands grasped her stomach as she cried into his chest.

“You pregnant Skyler?” 

“Yes,” she replied, nodding her head reluctantly.

Without missing a beat, Tyler began speaking extremely loud to his lawyer about getting him out earlier since his wife was pregnant with their fourth child. 

Skyler glared at Tyler with hatred so deep, she could have killed him with just a look, but she pushed the negative thoughts out of her mind, forcing herself to quickly look down at the floor.  A few weeks earlier he had wanted her to leave two of their children to whatever might happen to them and she had no doubt that if things hadn’t changed, she would have never had the chance to even hold the little girl she was carrying. 

Before the guards led him away, Tyler gave Skyler one last hug and kiss, leaving her to feel completely numb.  Tyler’s lawyer made an attempt to console Skyler, assuring her he would have Tyler free in no time, making her cry even harder.

Skyler couldn’t speak anymore by the time she reached Chelsea; every time she tried to explain what had happened, she would cry, leaving her unable to speak.  She couldn’t seem to make her mind work well enough to gather any solid thoughts.  Skyler was filled with so many emotions, yet unable to sort through any of them.  It was only after the boys had been put to bed that she was able to regain her ability to form words.

“Remember what you said about Houdini?” 

“You’re shittin’ me?” 

“No and why wasn’t his testimony even investigated?  It was one lie after another.”

“All lies?” 

“Yes!  All of it!  I mean to begin with, he may have had a thing for me in high school, but the feelings were ‘not’ mutual and David didn’t even drink; beyond that I didn’t know for sure until maybe three months later when ‘he’ told ‘me’ I was pregnant.” 

“He told you?” 

“Yeah, but I feel sick even telling you this.” 

“I wouldn’t force you to tell me, I just thought that if you wanted to, I’m here.” 

“Not being full of myself or anything, since he’s so sick and all, but I’m like a drug to Tyler and he’s needed a fix at least three times a day, if not more, since the very first day.  He knew I hadn’t gotten my period and he loved telling me that I wasn’t going to be finishing school.” 

“D’you have any idea why he would’ve killed the other people you told me about?” 

“Josh and Nikki were because of a stupid little game we played after necking at a party when we told each other who we thought was hot and I think Jenny was because I told Tyler that I had talked to her about my relationship with him, I just don’t know when or how since we were living in the Cities already by the time he showed me the news bulletin of her missing.” 

“I wonder if we could find any sorta evidence if we did new autopsies,” Chelsea pondered out loud.

“I doubt it, Tyler’s a lot of things, but he’s definitely not stupid.” 

Chelsea admitted to sneaking into the courtroom for Tyler’s testimony.  She couldn’t understand how he could fool so many people along his way, admitting he may be charming, but to side-step a murder charge and wind up with a maximum of five years, which she herself knew he would never serve, was a concept she just couldn’t grasp. 

As Skyler began to cry, Chelsea held her, almost shedding tears of her own.  When Skyler was able to calm down, Chelsea promised they would figure it all out together.

 

The moment Skyler lifted her head to look into Chelsea’s eyes, she knew what she was feeling as the warmth tingled through her body; Chelsea knew she had felt it all along.  Softly and slowly their lips met in a kiss like none Skyler had ever felt before.  As their lips pressed lightly together, the warmth in their groins was overwhelming.  When tongues began to mingle, the electricity traveled through their insides, not stopping until it reached down to their pubic bones.  As the kiss deepened, they felt one another’s nipples hardening as they became locked in the embrace. 

Skyler wanted to let herself be swept away with the feelings she had for Chelsea, but she didn’t want to pull her in any deeper than she already was, quickly pulling away from Chelsea as Tyler’s threat echoed through her mind. 

“I can’t do this, this is wrong, I just can’t,” Skyler said, moving off the sofa.

“Why is it wrong?  I know you care about me and I think I fell in love with you the first time I saw you.” 

“It’s wrong because we’ll never be able to be together, not completely.  Tyler will always be there in some way and when he gets out…” 

“When he gets out, what?  You’ll just send off most of your children and do what he wants again?  Don’t you think you deserve better than that?” 

“You’ve seen what he can get away with.  I can’t take that chance; I won’t take that chance, not with the lives of anyone.  He warned me the day I went to see him; he said it would be on my head if I got involved with anyone while he was locked up.  I didn’t tell you everything about the day he brought me down here, when I told him if he hurt my baby he might as well just kill me.  He told me that it was always up to me if the boys got hurt.  If I don’t do what he wants, he’ll just make it so I can’t hurt myself.  I think the kids and I should leave tomorrow and go to Tyler’s parent’s house just like he wanted me to do in the beginning, you should forget you ever knew me.  I’m sorry but that’s just how it needs to be.”  Skyler said, walking away.

Skyler crawled into bed, crying herself to sleep as Chelsea stood outside with her head against the door listening to the muffled sobs.

(To Be Continued…)

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Sky’s the Limit

Part 4

By Kya Korday

Chapters 10, 11, 12, 13 & 14

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*****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.)  Under the age of 18, or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any further.  Also, if you are looking for a quick fix, this is not the story for you and you should STOP reading immediately.

Disclaimer: This story contains graphic descriptions of sex, violence, rape, non-consensual imprisonment and torture. It is definitely NOT for anyone who is offended by such material, nor is it fun or a life-choice.  It is a story of a sick person and his ‘victims’.

This story is fictional and any resemblance to anyone dead or alive is purely coincidental.  None of this story is true and it is all a figment of my warped imagination.  The author does not condone or endorse any of the activities detailed in this story, some of which are dangerous, illegal and deadly.  This is not a very pleasant society as no one cares about anyone else.  Learn from their mistakes.  Care about others.

My Biggest Warning:  This story has woman on woman sex, along with my version of a Happy Ending and is basically a lesbian story, so if you are against a happy conclusion or lesbians, please stop reading immediately!

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Chapter 10

The following morning, Chelsea had the boys up and dressed early, taking them to Frannie’s house after arranging for her to keep them through the morning.  All three boys ran eagerly to the elderly woman looking for cookies, making both women smile.

Back home, Chelsea began pacing until Skyler walked into the living room looking for the boys.

“I took ‘em to mom’s this morning.” 

“Great, they’re gonna be on a sugar high all day,” Skyler laughed. 

“I don’t mind and I know you love it,” Chelsea commented, moving closer to the sofa.

“What’re you doing Chelsea?” 

“Trying to talk you out of giving me up.” 

“I don’t have you ‘to’ give up.” 

“But you do Sky, you have me heart and soul.  I didn’t know how happy I could be until you came to stay with me.  I love you, I love the boys and I especially love you all here,” Chelsea admitted, afraid to look Skyler in the eyes.

“You know, after the second time I met you, you were always with me.  Whenever Tyler touched me in a nice way, it wasn’t him touching me, it was you.  It would always turn into him again since he’s nuts and all, but for a while, it was always nice.  I just can’t do this, don’t you understand?  The boys, Frannie, you, my mom and sister, even Matt, Val and the girls won’t be safe if anything happens between us, you have to let me go, let us go,” Skyler stated, looking directly at Chelsea.

“Does it matter at all to you that I want you to stay, or that I’m a cop and could have other cops here in a matter of minutes if Tyler gets out of hand, or that I could afford as many bodyguards as we need to protect us.  I don’t know about you, but I wouldn’t wanna quit before I at least tried the real thing,” Chelsea claimed, stepping a little closer to Skyler.

“Can you promise me that everyone we love will be safe?”  Skyler asked, staring deeply into Chelsea’s eyes.  “I mean, really promise me?” 

“I promise that you and everyone will have bodyguards as soon as I know he’s loose.” 

“I don’t care about me, none of this has ever been about, well I guess that’s not really true, but I don’t care if he gets hold of me, he won’t kill me, but he won’t hesitate to kill anyone else.  If you can’t honestly promise me that everyone, including you will stay safe, then the boys and I have to leave.”

“I promise I will keep everyone you love, safe, you have my word on it.” 

“You know, someday you’re gonna wish you had never fallen in love with me.” 

“Never gonna happen,” Chelsea assured her.

“Never isn’t as easy to do as it is to say,” Skyler pointed out.  “And I am gonna break our hearts as soon as he’s out of prison.” 

“We’ll worry about that when it happens.” 

“Well...”  Skyler began playing with her robe tie at first, slowly looking Chelsea in the eyes.  “If you’re sure, d’you think we could try that kiss again?”

Chelsea smiled, smoothly closing the gap between Skyler and herself.  The kiss was just as gentle and loving, yet equally as electric as it had been the night before. 

Skyler felt emotions and urges waking up in her that she never knew existed as Chelsea backed into the bedroom, kissing Skyler as she continued pulling her along.  The moment they entered the bedroom, Skyler began unbuttoning Chelsea’s blouse as Skyler’s robe was removed and Chelsea relieved Skyler of her pajama top while her own bra was being unhooked.

 

Wherever they touched each other, skin on skin, heat on heat, everything was getting so intense as Skyler’s skin felt alive.  Chelsea experienced equal amounts of pleasure, the electricity almost overwhelming as they connected physically as well as emotionally.  Skyler was nervous, but she had consciously made the decision, not to hold anything back for the first time in her life. 

The two women continued kissing as bottoms and panties were removed before Chelsea gently pulled Skyler onto the bed with her. 

Skyler’s heart was beating so hard she could feel the vibrations in her head as Chelsea began kissing her neck, tenderly kissing Skyler’s rock hard nipples before gently massaging them with her mouth and the palm of her hand, continuing on that way as Skyler groaned from sheer desire. 

Chelsea stopped on her way down, kissing Skyler’s stomach before laying her ear against it. 

“Are you okay?”  Skyler asked, slightly out of breath.

“I’m fine, I just wanted to see if our little girl was gonna talk to me.” 

“And is she?”  Skyler asked, running her hand through Chelsea’s hair.

“Not yet, but she’s gonna be a talker and I adore her already,” Chelsea noted, smiling up at Skyler.

“She adores you too, I can feel it,” Skyler replied, with a smile that suddenly felt permanent.

Chelsea kissed her stomach before continuing on her journey to Skyler’s thighs where she lovingly kissed the insides while her fingers tenderly fondled the hard and eager nipples. 

She moved her mouth up, running her tongue gently through Skyler’s vulva, encouraging her hips to thrust her scintillating sex forward.  Chelsea loved her scent, inhaling deeply of Skyler’s need and desire, slowly letting out her breath, only to take another as she closed her eyes, savoring the fragrance.  Chelsea dipped her tongue into that heavenly opening, devouring Skyler, unable to get enough of her as she dove into her slit.  Chelsea imbibed of the most wonderful nectar she had ever tasted as it danced over her tongue while gradually moving to Skyler’s hard little nubbin. 

The air was alive with whimpers and moans as Chelsea slipped three fingers inside, winding and touching as Skyler thrust into her fingers.  Chelsea continued gliding through Skyler’s slit, circling her swollen clitty, forcing a groan from her lips as she began french kissing her clit, causing Skyler to shudder immediately before her orgasm hit.                                      

“Oh yessssss!!!!”  Skyler hissed as she clutched at the bedding.

Chelsea continued on until there were nothing but tiny aftershocks causing Skyler to shake and quake occasionally.  Chelsea made her way back up Skyler’s body, giving her small kisses along the way, including a light one on the lips when she arrived.             

Skyler couldn’t remember ever having an orgasm feel as intense as the one she’d just had.  It was so different than any she had ever experienced with Tyler.  This was filled with caring, not obsession, it was of giving and sharing of emotion, of self… of love.  

Chelsea held Skyler close, stroking her hair until she could get herself together enough to move again. 

“You’re so beautiful,” Skyler observed.

“You’re the beautiful one,” Chelsea returned.

“I’ve never done this before.”

“That’s okay sweetie, I have,” Chelsea said, reassuringly.

Skyler leaned in for another one of those fabulously, soft kisses, perfect with the way their tongues danced together, not anything like Tyler trying to get down her throat and she knew she was going to grow to love them even more than she already did.

Skyler continued her journey of discovery, coming to the spot where Chelsea had been shot.  Between her left breast and shoulder was a three or four inch scar that Skyler focused on for a few seconds, kissing it as Chelsea stroked her hair.  

On the move again, Skyler made her way to Chelsea’s nipples, tenderly fondling, kissing and suckling until nothing but moaning was coming out of her mouth.  The feel of Skyler’s lips on her excited nipples was divine.

Chelsea’s hands, gently guided Skyler from breast to breast where she delightfully enjoyed the smoothness of Chelsea’s skin against her lips until she was being persuaded to move on.

Skyler may not have been very experienced at pleasing another woman, but she was positive that what she was doing was making some of the sweetest sounds come out of Chelsea’s mouth.  As she continued leaving a trail of soft, affectionate kisses down Chelsea’s stomach and ribs, the strawberry-blonde began writhing continuously.  Running her tongue around Chelsea’s naval brought about a tiny giggle, making Skyler smile broadly before moving down again.

Chelsea continued leading Skyler to her ultimate goal until Skyler rubbed the officer’s hand lightly with her own on it’s way back to Chelsea’s beautiful breast where it began fondling while she lay her cheek against that gorgeous strawberry-blonde bush.  The wonderfully, puffy lips in front of Skyler, were slowly being covered with light and gentle kisses.  She could smell Chelsea’s excitement and it intoxicated her as she examined her sex up close.  The site before her was the most glorious thing she had ever seen, a little slit, puffy and red, begging to be tasted.

Skyler was nervous, but not nervous enough to go against her desire to taste and feel what she considered to be the most beautiful site ever.  After several uncertain licks, she realized that Chelsea tasted a little sweeter than her own juices had and all hesitation was gone.  Skyler had a sudden realization that she would never be able to get enough of the sweet pussy in her view.

Once Chelsea let out an involuntary shiver, Skyler became a woman possessed, as she dipped her tongue in and out of her lover’s hole, up through that lovely crevice and back down to do it all over again,  Skyler continued enjoying the flavor with her mouth while one hand continued moving from one hard, mountainous nipple to the other.  It occurred to the blonde, that she could enjoy doing what she was for a very long time, at least until she began inserting her fingers into Chelsea’s hole, one at a time and the woman beneath her began wiggling and whimpering from the attention.

As Chelsea began begging to be taken, Skyler couldn’t help but travel through at least a few more times before her warm, wet tongue began flicking at Chelsea’s clit while her fingers were pumping away at the Strawberry-blonde pussy.  The moment Chelsea was ready to explode with pleasure, Skyler engulfed her swollen clit with her mouth, sucking in as she pushed the flat of her tongue against it.  Chelsea experienced a most intense orgasm, lasting at least several minutes as Skyler continued her movements until all Chelsea had left were small aftershocks. 

Before taking a break, Skyler’s tongue began lapping up the juices that had spilled out of the wonderful officer.  The entire experience had been one of the most amazing Skyler had ever been a part of and she loved every moment of it, smiling as she made her way back up to lie beside Chelsea. 

Skyler had made a choice, for the first time in a long time she chose to love someone and all she could go on that it wouldn’t be a disaster, was hope.

In Chelsea’s arms, Skyler felt loved and safe for the first time since she was a child.  Chelsea, herself had never felt so completely loved or in love.  Skyler fit into her arms, her life and her heart so perfectly.  She couldn’t imagine ever having to be without her again.  This was the love she had waited so many years for and she was happy beyond any happiness she had ever known.  Whatever was needed to keep Skyler safe is what Chelsea would do. 

As the weeks passed, Skyler moved into Chelsea’s bedroom while Skyler’s bedroom had been turned into a nursery.  The boys were thriving, becoming so content that it made Skyler just that much happier and when Skyler was happy, so was Chelsea. 

They had also been having dinners at Matt and Val’s home quite regularly, to the point of where Skyler was feeling more comfortable around them.  Not comfortable enough to open up about her volatile relationship with Tyler, but at least she was able to talk openly about the children and Chelsea. 

Val was beginning to see how special Skyler truly was and she understood why Chelsea couldn’t help but fall in love with her. 

Frannie was very pleased with her daughter’s choice, since Skyler was just an all around sweet and loving person, making it so easy to love her as much as she loved her own daughter. 

Once Skyler’s head cleared and something at least resembling a sense of safety returned, she found the courage to call her own mother.  When she heard Asia’s voice on the phone, Skyler began to tremble, but she fought her fears and dug deep for her courage.  

“Mom?” 

“Skyler?” 

“Yeah, it’s me mom,” she answered shakily, swiping at her tears.  “How’ve you been?” 

“Fine time for you to call.  Why didn’t you call when your father died?” 

“He, Tyler wouldn’t let me.  I’ve barely been out of the house in year’s mom.” 

“Some men came by not too long ago and wanted permission to do an autopsy on your father.  They said they were suspicious about how he died, but your dad wanted to be cremated.  Do they think Tyler had something to do with his death?” 

“I, I think so.” 

The silence before Asia spoke again was deafening.  Skyler had no idea what her mother was going to say, but she hardly expected the next words that came across the phone lines.

“… Skyler, I know you’re my daughter, but you stay away from me and Heather, I don’t want you bringing that badness back here,” Asia stated, her voice quivering.

“I, I’m sorry; I don’t know what I was thinking.  I love you mom and Heather, goodbye,” Skyler hung up the phone, breaking down as Chelsea walked into the house.

Chelsea went to her immediately, listening as Skyler repeated the conversation between her and Asia.  Holding Skyler close, Chelsea cried with her, not very surprised any longer how Skyler found herself in an abusive situation.  She wished she could take away the hurt, but the best she could do was to make Skyler and the boys as happy as possible.  

Chelsea did whatever she could to make Skyler feel better about her life.  She would bring a new toy home for the boys at least every other week and when they would go out to eat, it would always be at a place where the boys could run and play.  Chelsea loved the look Skyler would get on her face when the boys were happy and playing hard. 

Then there would be those days when Skyler would get letters from Tyler, always a hidden threat in them because she hadn’t been back to see him since the trial.  He always mentioned wanting to go visit her mother and sister or he hoped Hunter and Tristan were doing well. 

Skyler knew exactly what he meant so she would always hand them over to Chelsea, barely needing to explain them any further by that point.  That was when the depression would set in again because she knew she would have to leave when he was released.  Skyler tried keeping Tyler calm by telling him she didn’t really have anyone to watch the kids so she could visit, but that only worked for so long.

When Tyler began writing every day, Chelsea had been pushed too far.  She made an appointment for Skyler to see Tyler’s therapist so he would know the entire story, from beginning to end and she wanted her leaving nothing out.  Chelsea felt the therapist should know the extent of Tyler’s illness, becoming aware of every little detail and maybe Skyler could be helped in the process.  Skyler had her doubts that anyone would be swayed by her story of their lives together, but Chelsea wanted it so badly, she didn’t feel it would actually hurt anything by that point.

The therapist was thankful to have another side to the story as well, claiming he would be recommending some limits when Tyler was eventually released.  Skyler stressed the fact that he shouldn’t tell Tyler she had discussed anything with him, only speaking after she felt she could trust him.  After her meeting, she did feel better for a while.  Skyler was so happy for the first time in her life and she really didn’t want to lose that.

One day, Skyler was surprised when Val brought the girls over to play with the boys while Matt and Chelsea were working.  The two women sat down with coffee and some of Frannie’s brownies while they watched the kids playing.  The living room was big enough for them to talk without the kids hearing what they were saying. 

Chelsea thought it might be a good idea if Skyler had more than just her to confide in and Val was more than willing, even after being warned that some of the information may be very disturbing.

“Just what I need is a brownie,” Val laughed.  Matt’s gonna start calling me fatty.” 

“I can’t see Matt saying too much to you.” 

“True, he does know his place.” 

“Is it fun being in charge of a relationship?” 

“You must have some say with Chelsea.” 

“She claims I do, but I wouldn’t know how to go about making a decision about anything.  She gives me options and I usually just pick the one that I think would make her or the boys the happiest,” Skyler laughed.

“Why don’t you pick the one that would make you happy?” 

“I went from my parent’s house, to Tyler’s house to Chelsea’s house, I have no clue what would make me happy.”

“Are you satisfied with that?” 

“Right now I’m mostly just happy with feeling safe and loved for the first time since I was 16.” 

“You know if you ever wanna talk Sky, I’m here.  I don’t wanna overstep our friendship, but I know that if you’re anything like me there’re probably some things that you might not feel comfortable talking to Chelsea about, I mean Matt still doesn’t know that I was raped by a family relative when I was 11,” Val stated, looking genuinely shocked at herself.  “Actually Chelsea doesn’t even know that and I have no idea why I just blurted that out.” 

“I won’t tell her, I promise.” 

“Thank you, but I really wasn’t trying to put you in the position to keep more secrets from her, and I know that if you did tell her, she’d never tell Matt, she wouldn’t wanna hurt him that way,” Val said out loud, more to comfort herself.

“She wouldn’t, she’s a good person.” 

The women sat in silence for a short time while they watched Hunter being the perfect gentleman as he helped Stephanie, Val’s oldest daughter, get onto the scooter.  Both women looked at one another with a smile on their faces.

“I don’t really know how much Matt or Chelsea told you about me and Tyler,” Skyler stated, looking down.

“Not really much about Tyler, mostly that you had an amazing relationship with the boys is all I’ve heard.” 

“I guess there really isn’t much to tell.  Tyler claims he loves me, but he pretty much stopped being even semi-nice to me after Logan was born.  One of his favorite things to make me do was to be in charge of his orgasm during sex while I leaned into his hand with my throat.  It use to turn him on even more when I’d pass out, and then he’d just finish on his own.  It’s too sick to tell Chelsea.  The only time he admits Hunter and Tristan are even his is when he gets into trouble.” 

“Oh my god Sky!  Why would you stay with him?”  Val asked.  “I know you must have a good reason, but why?” 

“After the first time he raped me, he let me know that I was his and told me that he would hurt my little sister and my parents if I told anyone what he did.  I was thinking about telling them anyway, but that first night he snuck into my bedroom and took my cat out and killed him before leaving him lay on the porch.  When my mother found him the next morning, I knew right then I was trapped, especially when she wouldn’t believe that I hadn’t let ‘im out.  The first time Chelsea pulled me outside to talk to her, Tyler left for two days and a week later he let me read my father’s obituary in the paper, that was the last paper we ever got.  That was the day he broke my arm after I told him to just kill me already.” 

“Did you really want him to kill you?” 

“Until I remembered that Hunter was in the room.  When I flew across the kitchen, Hunter started to cry, kinda snapped me back to reality and I knew I needed to stay strong for him.  Tyler would never let me go that easy anyway, he’s completely obsessed with me for some reason that I’ve never understood.” 

“Holy shit, and here I thought Matt was an ass when he scolded me for leaving the sprinklers on too long.  I don’t know if I could’ve lasted even that long if I had to live the way you did.” 

“My babies’ve always been my strength and the safety of my family kept me where I was.

“It’s hard to imagine living that way?” 

“I guess I did get slapped at least once a day for something, but Tyler had his nice moments too.  There were times he could be so sweet, kinda like he was when we were pretending to date.” 

“Pretending to date?” 

“I guess I should tell you the entire story.”

Skyler spent the next 45 minutes explaining her entire relationship with Tyler and by the time she had finished, Val was left with her mouth agape.

“What d’you s’pose is actually wrong with him?” 

“I don’t know, I’ve never known why he’s been so obsessed with me, the only thing he’s ever said was that when I was in the eighth grade, he saw me with a group of kids and he knew I was his.  He thought I was special because I never had any single group of friends, I pretty much got along with everyone.”

“Interesting.”

“Why?” 

“I don’t know, but I’m betting he was counting on that to save his ass.  This is just my thought, but I bet he saw you as an extremely strong and self-sufficient person and yet no close, personal friends, that, my friend, would make you a very special person.  I would imagine Tyler saw that and he wanted to have all of that specialness to himself, plus, it’d be easier to control you if you had no close friends and just had your family to consider,” Val suggested.  “I’m just guessing though.” 

“You know, the day we got married, I remember looking at his family and mine, wondering why it was that I was the only one who knew he was insane and after it was over, I watched my parents and my sister walk straight to their car, like the only reason they were there was to make sure I went through with it.  They never even walked over to hug me or anything and after talking to my mother on the phone the other day, I realized that she still doesn’t like me and I keep wondering what I did that was so bad that I deserved to be brutalized for six years and still lose my family anyway.  I even tried calling my sister when I knew mom would be at work, but she wouldn’t talk to me at all.  I went with him so my family would be safe and they are, but I still lost them just the same.  It was crazy after the wedding, because the only one that hugged me was Tyler’s dad while his mother was busy telling him that he was gonna regret marrying a slut like me.  I thought he was going to hit her for a minute, but then he turned his attention to the hug and on the way to the car I thought he was gonna break my hand he was squeezing it so hard and he had the nerve to accuse me of coming on to his father.  That was the first time he actually hit me in the face.  I guess he figured since we were married, he could do what he wanted to me... I guess he was right,” Skyler laughed, glancing at a shocked Val.  “I’m sorry, I guess I said more than you wanted to hear.” 

“Not at all, I was just thinking that you’re one hell of a strong woman... I think I love you too,” Val said with a smile before she and Skyler both began laughing.

The two women talked about many things that day, one of which was the possibility of Skyler getting her diploma and going on to college.  Skyler made it perfectly clear that she didn’t see how any of that would be possible with so many children running around.  Val was determined not to let up on her about it any time soon.

Chapter 11

It had been a little over a month since Skyler had heard anything from Tyler and she was definitely worried about the possibility of his therapist relaying the information she had given him.  That was the main reason she made sure she was also in any of the pictures she sent of the boys, but the entire situation was making her extremely nervous.  She was trying to control it around Chelsea and the kids, but it did slip every once in a while if there was a loud bang or some other noise and she would jump before looking around. 

Two months later Skyler received the letter she was dreading and she knew it was time to make some arrangements for her children.  All of her letters were still automatically forwarded from the shelter. 

Skyler waited until the boys had gone to bed before she would even approach Chelsea.  They were sitting on the sofa when Skyler pulled the letter out of her pocket, laying it on Chelsea’s lap. 

“He finally wrote?” 

“Yeah and he knows about us somehow.” 

“That’s okay, we’ll deal with it, you need to stop worrying so much baby.”

“I’m not worried anymore, I know exactly what’s gonna happen when he gets out and that’s why we need to talk.” 

“Let me read this first.” 

Chelsea opened the letter, reading through it several times.  It all looked perfectly innocent.  In the letter, Tyler thanked her for talking to his therapist and then he let her know that he was working on getting out sooner because he was looking forward to meeting Chelsea.  He stated how happy he was knowing Skyler had someone to help her out while he was gone and that when he was free, he really wanted to take her on a long vacation.

“I’m guessing he’s pissed off that you saw his therapist behind his back and now he wants to hurt me and you.  Am I reading this right?” 

“Close, according to that letter, he’s given up on me, but I don’t know how truthful he’s being, he’s always liked me scared; if he is telling the truth, it means he wants me dead.  I’m not sure about you, I think he might be thinking he can control you somehow, but I don’t think he wants to kill you right now.” 

“I’d kill the bastard first.” 

“I always thought I could, but I was always too afraid of losing my babies,” Skyler admitted.  “Plus, I just don’t think I have it in me to hurt anyone, not even Tyler.” 

“So, are you planning on spending the rest of the time he’s gone worrying about it?” 

“No, I just need to figure something out for the kids.  I know my mother doesn’t want ‘em now, but she wouldn’t really be able to keep them safe anyway.  I wanna ask you, but I just don’t know what he has planned for you.  Tyler feeds on fear I think, but mostly it’s just my fear he enjoys.” 

“So you don’t think they’ll be safe with me?” 

“Truthfully, I don’t think they’ll be safe anywhere if he really wants to get to ‘em, but I do believe you would be their best chance at staying safe.”

“At some point, he’s gonna stop fooling people, you have to know that.” 

“You told me that, like four years ago the first time.  I don’t know, maybe, but if it happens, I would love to be alive to see it, I mean, I finally feel good about myself and you’ve been the biggest part of that, I don’t wanna let that go, really I don’t.  I just need to know that the kids’re gonna be okay, just in case he manages to get away with killing me.  You understand that, don’t you?” 

“I understand that, I just think you’re giving him too much credit.  You don’t have any self-esteem left after all of those years, but you need to stop and look at where you are today and what you’ve managed to survive.  You lived through six years of abuse and continuous beatings and you’re still an extremely strong person, even if you’re too afraid to admit it right now,” Chelsea explained, moving closer.

“I don’t want Tyler’s parents to get the kids and I sure don’t want him to have any influence in their lives… d’you think that you and your mother would be interested, or Matt and Val?” 

“You know how much we love the kids, I know mom would feel honored that you thought of her and so would Matt and Val.  You want me to check into it?” 

“Please?” 

“I’ll do it first thing Monday morning.” 

“I do love you.  You know that, right?” 

“Not any more than I love you,” Chelsea said leaning in for a kiss.

Skyler took Chelsea by the hand leading her into the bedroom where they began kissing, almost roughly, a kiss created not only from need, but also of the desire the new lovers felt for one another.  The kissing gradually slowed as clothes were being removed, yet there was no less passion involved as Skyler managed to pull Chelsea onto the bed with her before they were kissing and caressing again.

Chelsea positioned herself in between Skyler’s legs where she began grinding their pussies together as their juices began to mingle while still kissing voraciously, occasionally moaning into each other’s parted lips. 

As Skyler continued running her hands over Chelsea’s beautiful, sweat covered body, she was slowly beginning to understand this new move as the women’s clits were occasionally getting acquainted. 

Chelsea continued grinding her pussy against Skyler’s as they continued kissing and touching, neither woman taking their eyes off one another while Skyler gradually began to make some hip movements of her own, bringing out an occasional moan from both of them as their clits continued on their hit and miss mission. 

The women were panting and sweating together as Skyler felt the first little shiver travel through Chelsea’s body, followed by her own as her lover thrust into her.  So much emotion was being shared as the women were becoming one, completely connected in this position. 

When Skyler’s hands began sliding over Chelsea’s muscular buttocks, the strawberry-blonde sighed before kissing Skyler passionately, never breaking her stride.  Skyler thrust her hips slightly as Chelsea met her in her own thrust and soon the women were panting and professing their love for one another as Skyler dug her fingers into Chelsea’s ass immediately before the lover’s stiffened, but only for a second, until Chelsea had enough control back to carry them both through an amazing orgasm, forcing them both to scream into one another’s shoulders.

Before long, sweaty body was lying on sweaty body as the women found the lips they had lost track of for a few fleeting moments and they were kissing passionately again.

“I love you so much,” Skyler whispered into Chelsea’s ear.

“I love you too baby, so very much.”

“I never thought I could feel closer to you than I did, but that was amazing.”

“I know, I feel it too.  It’s never gonna end, you know that, don’t you.”

“That’d be okay with me,” Skyler agreed, trying to pull out one of her best smiles.

“Me too,” Chelsea confirmed before kissing Skyler passionately again.

Kissing Chelsea was one of Skyler’s favorite things to do, but she felt it necessary to remind Chelsea that they had three little boys who would be waking up in a few short hours, forcing them to find a comfortable sleeping position.

Skyler tried falling asleep in Chelsea’s arms, but it didn’t come easy and not before the tears found their way out of her eyes.  In that moment she knew her life was only a dream and she also knew that eventually she would have to wake up.

Chelsea took care of everything where the kids were concerned, even the one not born. 

Skyler had decided there wasn’t any reason to even answer Tyler’s letter.  She assumed he had made up his mind, so she decided to just enjoy her new life for as long as she could.  She just wanted to be happy, so she was. 

She loved watching the boys be able to play outside and if they saw a toy inside, they didn’t have to look around first to see if they were going to get into trouble. 

Hunter, at first sight, didn’t seem to have any lingering effects from life with his father and Skyler was hoping that Tristan was too young to remember him.  She was especially hopeful that Logan wouldn’t remember anything that his father had ever said to him.

Skyler’s life was going well through her pregnancy and in February with Chelsea by her side in the delivery room, she gave birth to Anna Marie. 

She loved her boys, but she was so happy to have a little girl too.  She hoped Anna’s brothers would love her as much as she did. 

Chelsea was flattered that Skyler named the baby after her middle name.  She could feel their bond getting even stronger than it already was. 

Val and Matt had stopped by to see the new addition right around the time Skyler was feeling out of sorts about the boys not being with her.  They seemed to be doing fine with Frannie and Chelsea. 

As visiting hours were ending, Chelsea was getting ready to walk out with Val and Matt after kissing Skyler goodnight.

“Give the boys hugs from me, even though they don’t seem to need me anymore.” 

“They really are your strength, aren’t they?”  Val asked as Skyler nodded.

“I was saving it for a surprise, but they’ve been asking about you since we left the house so I was going to bring them up in the morning,” Chelsea confessed, grinning.

“Really?”  Skyler asked, tears in her eyes.

“Really.  They stopped playing and have just been sitting on the sofa asking about you every 10 minutes.  I had to promise them they could come see you just to get ‘em off the sofa,” Chelsea explained.

“Then they do still need me?” 

“Yes they sure do,” Chelsea announced.

“Gee, that’s probably not a good thing, is it?”  Skyler suddenly realized.  “They’re gonna go crazy when I have to leave ‘em, aren’t they?” 

“I guess we’ll worry about that if it happens,” Chelsea said, walking back to kiss Skyler one more time.

“I’m sorry Chelsea,” Skyler whispered.

“Stop it, no reason to be sorry.  Get some rest now and we’ll be back in the morning.” 

As Chelsea was walking out of the hospital with Matt and Val, Val put her arm around Chelsea’s shoulders, giving her a little hug.

“She’s pretty special, isn’t she?”  Val asked.

“Very,” Chelsea agreed.

“You know, I did talk to her the other day and she told me some pretty scary things about Tyler.  I’m afraid for her if he does get out,” Val confirmed.

“You think she’s really telling the entire truth?  I mean, I know the guy’s an ass, but d’you really think he’s that bad?  You don’t think she’s going a little overboard with her descriptions?”  Matt asked.

“Stop playing devil’s advocate.  I think he knows exactly how to keep her where he wants her and he’ll use anyone she loves to do it,” Val insisted.  “Maybe even people she doesn’t love; could be just someone who she talked to or smiled at.  Did you know that on their wedding day his father gave her a hug and Tyler almost broke her hand before punching her in the mouth, giving her a black eye and raping her and oh yeah, calling her a slut even though he’s the only reason she lost her virginity.” 

“She told you all that?”  Chelsea asked, feeling slightly hurt.

“Stop looking like a wounded puppy, some things you just don’t wanna tell the person you love for fear that they’re never gonna look at you the same again,” Val confided.

“What haven’t you told me?”  Matt asked her.

“I wasn’t necessarily talking about us,” Val assured, rubbing his arm, but not looking at him.

“I guess I can understand that.  She has to know how much I love her though, doesn’t she?”  Chelsea asked.

“She thinks you’re pretty special, I just don’t think she really knows who she is yet,” Val informed her.

“I don’t know what that means.” 

“Well, she was 16 when Tyler first raped her and she was married at 17 and lived with him for six years and then you moved her into your house and before too long you were together.  How would she know for sure who she is when she’s never been on her own?” 

“So you think I should let her go?” 

“I’m not gonna say that, that would be between you two; I’m just saying that… I don’t know what I’m saying, but you do make her extremely happy.  What I suggested was that maybe she could finish getting her diploma and go to college or something.” 

“That’s a good idea; I think that’s a great idea.  What’d she say?” 

“She said she has four children, all under school age and she doesn’t think it’s doable.” 

“We’ll need to talk.” 

“Good idea.  Mind if I come back with you when you bring the boys up?” 

“Sure, we’ll swing by and pick you up.” 

“Sounds good, see you then,” Val said as she and Matt went to their car.

Chelsea mulled the entire discussion over with Frannie once the boys were all tucked into bed.  They would be sleeping with Chelsea that night and were asleep within seconds just knowing they would get to see their mother when they woke up.  Frannie was all for the school idea, actually coming up with the idea to let Skyler get her diploma over the internet if she was uncomfortable about leaving the boys for so long and Frannie could hang around if she had any homework. 

Chelsea felt more positive about the entire situation as she gave her mother a hug and a kiss before going to join the boys in bed.

Chelsea had just blown the horn to let Val know they were waiting when she ran out the door. 

Upon entering the car, Val handed each of the boys a cookie on a napkin and then proceeded to watch as each boy wrapped it up before putting them in their pockets.  She thought they were saving them for later, until they walked up to their mother in the hospital, each boy laying their cookie on their mother’s lap before looking at Val. 

She smiled at them all as they waited for Chelsea to pull up the rails on the bed.  Once she helped the boys onto their mother, Chelsea took Anna to join them.  It was a matter of minutes before all the boys and Anna were sound asleep.

“That was the most amazing thing I think I’ve ever seen,” Val admitted.

“That’s how quiet time works,” Chelsea informed her.

“I wish I could train my girls like that.” 

“That would mean you’d have to live with a madman for six years,” Skyler reminded her.

“Guess I’m pretty happy with the brats I’ve raised.” 

“I thought you might be,” Skyler said quietly, moving Hunter’s hair out of his eyes.

“I don’t think that can totally explain it since Anna doesn’t even know her father,” Chelsea pointed out.

“And she never will.  Our sweet girl will never know that man,” Skyler insisted, looking at Chelsea.  “Right?” 

“Hopefully none of them will ever go back to him.” 

“Hopefully,” Skyler agreed, looking at Logan with his arm around his sister.

“I don’t understand; how do they all know this?”  Val asked.  “I mean, wasn’t Logan excluded from most of this?” 

“Mostly, but he loves his brothers and his brothers love him so they trained him and I think it’s bonding for them,” Skyler suggested.

“I guess, whatever it is, it’s damn cute,” Val said as Skyler smiled at her.

It was during this time that Chelsea, Frannie and Val sat down to talk with Skyler about her diploma and the possibility of taking some college credits.  Skyler protested at first until they suggested that maybe she do it over the internet.  She explained that she had never used a computer, but Chelsea insisted she could teach her.  By the time the kids began waking up, Skyler was at a definite maybe.  Val could only smile calling her stubborn. 

At the end of the visit, Skyler smiled and thanked the boys for sitting with her.  They told her they loved her and their new sister before Frannie and Val took them back home while Chelsea spent the rest of the day with Skyler and Anna.        

One week after being home, Skyler walked out to get the mail, the same way she had been.  Hunter, Tristan and Logan always went with her so they each could ‘help’ her carry it back into the house.  That day Skyler noticed the forward on one of the envelopes and her blood went cold.  She wouldn’t let any of the boys touch that letter. 

Once they all got inside, she sent the boys to play as she laid the envelope on the table.  Chelsea was at work and Skyler was afraid to open it alone, just in case she should be in shock again after reading it. 

She managed to find things to keep her busy and happily Frannie called her around two, asking her and the kids to come over for a visit.  She only lived three doors down, so that would be easy enough.  Skyler asked the boys and they all cheered to go see nana. 

After sitting the boys down to cookies and milk and getting Anna uncovered, she and Frannie sat down to coffee.  Skyler proceeded to tell Frannie about the letter she had just gotten and how she was afraid to open it.  Frannie never said a word as she put on her jacket and boots to walk over to the house and get the letter.  Upon her return, she put it down in front of Skyler, giving her a smile.

“If it’s bad, I’ll call Chelsea right away.” 

“You’re trouble,” Skyler said, opening the letter to read it.  “Oh my god,” Skyler whispered hoarsely.

Frannie tried to get Skyler to speak, but all she could do was pass the letter to Frannie.  Frannie read the letter at least three times before speaking.

“What am I missing dear?” 

“Him saying he’s very happy about our daughter means he’s really upset and angry.  Him talking about his sister dying of Sudden Infant Death Syndrome, means that she didn’t.  I think he’s saying that he killed his baby sister when he was six years old and he wants to kill Anna,” Skyler whispered so the boys wouldn’t hear.  “The part where he’s remembering the last time Tyler and I went to see him and how much he misses us, means that he doesn’t wanna kill me anymore.  When he gets out, he’s coming to get us, just us which is what he means when he says that I know how he feels about the rest of the kids.  He’s never liked them.  This is just never going to end, I know it.  The part where he talks about wives visiting their husbands overnight means he wants me to spend the night with him and the part where he says he can’t wait to meet you and Chelsea, means that if I don’t go see him, he’s gonna hurt one or both of you as soon as he gets out.  I don’t even know who’s feeding him his information about the both of you and Anna being born.  I shouldn’t even be here anymore, I should just leave.” 

“You stop talking like that right now young lady!”  Frannie said so loudly that the boys stopped eating and looked at Skyler.

“It’s okay boys, nana just got excited.” 

“We’ll figure this all out, you’ll see.” 

“Well, whatever I do, I have to set up that visit.  I don’t want either of you getting hurt.” 

“I think you need to discuss it with Chelsea before you decide anything.” 

“She won’t want me to go.  I feel our first big fight coming on.  She just doesn’t understand how sadistic Tyler is, but I know exactly what he’s capable of.” 

“This is a hard decision to make and you shouldn’t decide anything right away.” 

“It’s an easy decision, I love you both.  You’re closer to me than my birth family.  If anything happened to either of you because of me, I’d never be able to live with myself.  I have to do what I feel is best.  It’s not like he’ll do anything to me that he hasn’t already done.  He raped and degraded me for six years, I can take it.  I think I should take the boys back now.”

“Can’t they stay for a while?  You should stay too.” 

Skyler stood up anyway, lifting Anna in her carrier to the table so she could cover her again.  She was thinking that she would need to pick up some bottles so that Chelsea and Frannie could feed the baby while she was gone.  She wasn’t sure if Chelsea would be able to get past this, but she had warned her before she made the decision to be with her and that was just the way it would always be unless she or Tyler died at some point.  Taking Anna back home, Skyler left the boys with Frannie. 

Walking into the house, Skyler put Anna into her crib before going to make the phone call.  She set up her night with Tyler for that Friday since she knew Chelsea would be off that night.  After she had it all set up, she sat down and cried.

By the time Chelsea returned home, Frannie still had the boys.  She insisted she wanted to keep them until after dinner, but Skyler knew it was so she and Chelsea could talk and she had to smile as she hung up the telephone.  Chelsea already knew what was going on when she walked in the door. 

Skyler was making dinner as Chelsea grabbed a beer out of the fridge, leaning against it while she looked at Skyler.

“Can we talk about this?” 

“I’ve already done it.” 

“When?” 

“Friday night.” 

Chelsea never said another word, she walked into the bedroom so she could get ready to shower, but all she could do was sit on the edge of the bed and cry. 

She knew it would probably come to this and she had been warned right from the first day, but that didn’t make it any easier, so deciding there was nothing she could do short of walking into the prison and shooting Tyler, Chelsea got up to take her shower before dinner.

Dinner that night was quiet without the boys, Skyler felt as though her world was falling apart again, but hopefully everyone would be safe if she did what Tyler wanted.  She just didn’t see any other way out of it, knowing every letter had a threat in it, even though the people inspecting them couldn’t see anything suspicious.  They didn’t know Tyler the way she did, nobody knew him the way she did.  He had obviously not lost his ability to keep his true nature hidden from everyone, but her.

“Can I see the letter?” 

Skyler took it out of her jeans pocket, handing it to Chelsea.  As she read it, Skyler could see that she had taught her well at being able to read between the lines. 

Chelsea got away from the table and walked towards the bedroom.  Skyler could hear her talking to someone on the bedroom phone, waiting patiently for Chelsea to return to the table.  Chelsea sat down, handing the letter back to Skyler with a newfound smile and appetite, leaving Skyler to stare at her for a short time. 

“What?” 

“I don’t wanna say anything yet until we know for sure.” 

“But you seem so happy, shouldn’t I be able to feel something positive too?” 

“I’m just thinking that if he killed his sister and there’s evidence of him putting something over her face, then maybe, just maybe he can be institutionalized for insanity.  He’s pretty slippery, but it might work and if we can exhume Nikki, Jenny and Joshua, maybe we can do more thorough autopsies.” 

“I’ll keep my fingers crossed,” Skyler said, trying to smile.

“You really don’t have faith in anything I come up with, do you?” 

“That’s not it and you know it,” Skyler insisted fighting her tears.  “I’m gonna go get the boys, will you watch Anna?” 

“I’m here,” Chelsea answered, not looking up from her plate.

Skyler moved away from the table, leaving her dinner sitting untouched while a sudden ‘ass-like’ feeling washed over Chelsea.  She wasn’t going to get angry and suddenly she was pissed off at herself for getting so upset.  She felt helpless and was grasping, she knew that, but it was better than not doing anything. 

Skyler didn’t say much to Frannie when she went for the boys, mostly she just thanked her for keeping them so long.  She gave Frannie a hug once the boys were ready before returning to Chelsea’s house. 

As the boys were taking baths and getting ready for bed, not a word was spoken between her and Chelsea.  Once the three young men were settled, Skyler took a shower, put on some pajamas and crawled into bed.  She spent most of her time crying until she eventually fell asleep.  She didn’t wake up until she heard Anna beginning to cry. 

Crawling out of bed, she realized Chelsea had never made it to bed.  While Anna was breast feeding, Skyler walked into the living room to see Chelsea sleeping on the sofa.  She walked over, waking her up.

“You should go to bed, I’ll sleep out here,” Skyler insisted as Chelsea got up, walking past her without saying a word.

Once Anna had been fed and her diaper changed, Skyler put her back into her crib before making her way back out to the sofa.  She thought that it might actually be time to go to that shelter.  Skyler cried herself to sleep once again, waking up to the feeling of Chelsea sitting beside her on the edge of the sofa. 

“I’m sorry.” 

“I’m the one who’s sorry.  I just don’t know what else to do Chels, tell me what else I can do,” Skyler cried.

“This is what you feel you need to do and I can’t really tell you what you should do.  I don’t know if it’ll actually do any good since he usually follows through on his threats anyway, eventually, but you’re doing what you think is best.  I just don’t want it to come between us here, so I’m gonna try not to let it.  I just really hate the thought of him touching you again.” 

“Me too.” 

“Maybe you can just keep him talking all night.” 

“I’m gonna try.” 

Chelsea bent down kissing Skyler and from there it almost turned into so much more until Chelsea remembered she was getting ready for work.  Skyler got off the sofa, making Chelsea some breakfast before she needed to leave.

Skyler moved quickly to answer the phone once she heard Val’s voice on the machine, almost wishing she hadn’t once Val began trying to dissuade her from seeing Tyler.  Skyler listened politely before explaining her side of the situation, but once she had finished, Val realized there would be no talking her out of it and finally wished her luck with the entire situation before saying goodbye.

Chapter 12

The two women never mentioned Tyler until his letter the day before Skyler was supposed to meet with him.  As she read it, Skyler began having feelings of anger and fear all at the same time. 

Chelsea had barely closed the door behind her that evening after getting home from work, when Skyler pushed the letter into her hand and then ran to the bathroom so she could throw up after worrying all day had suddenly brought about a wave of nausea.  Chelsea followed her, holding Skyler as she hurled, before helping her to sit on the toilet lid and getting her a wet washcloth once she had finished.

“Why does he want you to wear his favorite turtleneck?” 

“Tyler doesn’t have a favorite turtleneck, he… maybe I shouldn’t tell you.”

“I want you to tell me,” Chelsea insisted, studying Skyler’s face.

“Tyler has a favorite game and he use to like to play it a lot, he liked putting me in control of his orgasm.  I’d have to keep my hands against myself while I’d lean into his hand with my throat and stay there til he either came or I pass out.  He was usually happy with either one.”    

“…  Well that’s it, you’re not going,” Chelsea stated, walking out of the bathroom.

“Chels, Chelsea, honey you know I have to go,” Skyler said calmly, following Chelsea into the kitchen.

“I don’t know anything of the sort.  I really don’t want you to go, I want you to be done getting hurt damn it!” 

“I know you do and I love you for that, but I need to do this.  I was with Tyler since I was 16.  On our honeymoon he choked me and I know you don’t wanna hear the rest of this, but you need to know that Tyler seemed to get more excited after he hurt me, than he was before and other than the times when he beat me so bad that I miscarried, he needed me between two and four times a day, so you put that into six years and I pretty much know what he’s capable of.  I also know that he craves me for some sick reason and he’s just unable to let me go, no matter how much he threatens me, plus he wants out too badly to hurt me too much.  Just let me go this once and I promise I’ll tell him before I leave that I’m not coming back, if that’s what you want, but you need to think that through because once I do that, you’re gonna have your hands full if you plan on protecting everyone.  My mother isn’t gonna be happy and my sister probably has a nice circle of friends at 16,” Skyler warned.

“I don’t need to think about it, if I don’t want you going now, I certainly don’t want you ever going again.  I already have people standing by, waiting for the day he gets out, so just don’t go,” She insisted, holding Skyler tightly.

“I have to go, I don’t know why, but it’s a strong feeling that I just have to go, I’m sorry, but I have to go with what I feel needs to be done.  I know it’s horrible to say, but I wanted them to find him guilty of everything and bring back the death penalty, just for him.  I use to dream about it when I was going to his trial.”

“I don’t think that’s so horrible, I saw those boys when you were in the hospital.  It was pretty obvious you were the only thing in their lives that made them feel safe.” 

“I always tried.  I just hope and pray that none of them have his disease.  That scares me the most.” 

“I think they’re gonna be fine.  They seem to keep a pretty close eye on one another.  They all share really well, even Logan.” 

Skyler had a faraway look in her eyes as she listened to Chelsea try convincing her the children would all be fine, she could only hope the wonderful officer in her arms was right.

Chapter 13

With a dread dwelling in the pit of her stomach, Friday arrived all too soon.  Skyler had been feeling nervous from the day the letter had arrived, but then, so was Chelsea.  Frannie spent most of the day with them, trying to keep things relatively calm, but happy moments were few and far between.  Skyler did smile when Frannie let the boys play with the cookie fixings, making them sticky from head to toe, even managing to laugh as they excitedly stood in front of the oven to watch their creations bake. 

The happiness was short-lived as Skyler put some breast milk into the fridge before Chelsea drove her to the prison.  Skyler kissed Chelsea before hesitantly going inside. 

Once she was ready to enter the private room, the guards made her expose her neck so they could take pictures.  Skyler was silently thanking Chelsea before entering the room where she paced as she waited for Tyler to arrive. 

The guards winked at Tyler as they patted him on the back before closing the door behind him. 

“I see you got some new friends.  Are they the ones that let you know what I’m doing?” 

“Well hello to you too wife.” 

“Hello Tyler, you look like you’ve lost some weight.” 

“You look like you’ve put some on.” 

“I just had a baby, but then you already knew that,” Skyler remarked, looking down the moment Tyler glared at her. 

“You got any pictures?” 

“I brought some of us all,” she said, pointing to them on the table.

Tyler walked over to look at them and the expression of regret washing over his face almost made Skyler cry, it seemed so sincere. 

“She looks like you.” 

“You think so?” 

“Yeah.  We make some cute kids, don’t we?” 

“Adorable.” 

“I’m getting a new trial.” 

“Oh?” 

“Aren’t you happy?” 

“I don’t really know what that means.  Did they find something new?” 

“My lawyer thinks he can get all the charges dropped, I could be outta here in a couple of weeks.” 

Skyler felt her heart drop when she heard Tyler’s ‘good news’.  She wasn’t expecting this so soon, but no matter what happened she had no intention of sitting through this trial.  Naturally she had no intention of saying anything negative until she was leaving.

“So I should start making plans for the kids?” 

“That’s my girl,” he said, walking over to hug her.

Tyler began undressing Skyler as she stood there in shock.  She was trying to think of anything she could to delay him.

“Can’t we talk for a while Tyler?” 

“We already did,” he said, taking off her turtleneck, pushing her hair away from her face.

“But we haven’t talked about anything important, like where we’re gonna live or what you’re gonna do to support us.” 

“And since when have I ever told you anything anyway?” 

“If you need to do this, will you at least use the condoms?” 

“You sick of having my kids Skyler?” 

“I just don’t wanna keep having babies that you don’t want anyway.  I love the kids, but it’s not fair to them when you don’t want anything to do with ‘em.” 

“I think someone’s had too much time to start thinking for themselves and maybe someone should just finish undressing before that someone ‘pisses’ me off,” Tyler whispered.

It was surprising to Skyler how quickly she fell back into taking orders from him, but it didn’t help that she was still in shock by what he had told her.  By the time she had undressed, Tyler was already in the bed waiting for her.  Skyler crawled into the bed, trying to shut down her mind as Tyler crawled on top of her, kissing her passionately before putting a hand over her mouth. 

“Have you been having fun with your little lesbian slut?”  Tyler hissed, as Skyler’s eyes opened wide.  “I know all about what you’ve been doing with that bitch cop.  You planned it from the first time you went outside with her, didn’t you?!”  He rasped as Skyler violently shook her head, beginning to cry.  “Remember what I said when you brought my son to see me?”  He asked as she nodded.  “Now you get to see part of what’s gonna happen when I get outta here, hope you’re ready,” Skyler tried pulling his hand off her mouth as he pushed harder.  “Has she been touching these?”  Tyler asked, leaning back to give Skyler’s nipples each a very violent twist as she screamed into his hand.  “Oh, she has, and does she kiss you all along here?”  He asked as he slid off of her, keeping one leg across her legs to hold her down as he began pinching and twisting the skin all around her stomach as she screamed.  “And what about my favorite part?  Has she been satisfying you?”  Tyler asked as he grabbed her pussy, squeezing as her screams continued to go unheard.

Without removing his hand from her mouth, Tyler quickly rolled Skyler onto her stomach, making her cry even more since she knew what was coming.  Tyler quickly repositioned his hand over her mouth, mercilessly shoving his penis into her anus as he began to pound into her with a force like never before.  Through it all, he continued pinching and twisting her skin all along her back and her buttocks.  As Tyler finished cumming inside her, he leaned his head beside hers.

“Shush now if you know what’s good for you,” Tyler warned, removing his hand from her mouth.  “We’re gonna play my favorite game now.” 

Tyler lay on his back as Skyler brushed the tears from her face.  She attempted to touch his penis, hoping to at least get him hard first so she wouldn’t pass out, but he slapped her across the head.  She managed not to scream, but a small grunt of surprise did escape her mouth.

“No cheating, or should I say, no more cheating.” 

Skyler knew there was no way she would be able to do what he wanted without passing out, but she did what she was told, straddling him before sliding her pussy along his stomach.  She was thankful to find that he was already getting hard again as she positioned herself over his penis until it began pushing inside her.  Skyler wrapped her hands around herself before leaning her throat into his hand.  At that very moment, she realized she wasn’t passing this time, because he didn’t want her to.  Tyler had pulled his arm back, creating such an angle that it wouldn’t be very long before she was passing out.

Tyler had been so happy when he knew Skyler was actually willing to spend the night, but then he began thinking about the fact that she was actually living with someone else and letting them touch her voluntarily.  She was with another woman, so it really didn’t mean anything, but she was enjoying herself without him and that was just wrong since she was his wife.  She belonged to him and she still didn’t understand that, even after all the years of telling her.  She was trying to pull away from him and she needed to be taught a lesson.  She needed to know that being with him forever wasn’t a choice.

When Skyler leaned against Tyler’s hand and he pulled back on it, he could see the trepidation in her eyes, but she never panicked or grabbed at his hand, instead she allowed herself to go limp. 

He thought about letting her slip away, but only for a split second because he couldn’t stand the thought of being alive without her, so he lowered her unconscious body down to the bed, making sure she was still breathing. 

As he rolled her limp body over, he pushed her hair out of her face, crying as he cradled her in his arms.  Tyler didn’t cry for very long before spreading her legs and thrusting his cock vehemently into Skyler’s vagina, finishing what she had started. 

Tyler smiled at the thought of her leaving him and being pregnant again.  At some point that stupid fucking cop would throw her ass out of the house and he would be waiting with open arms.

Skyler began coming to as Tyler was ejaculating inside her.  She wasn’t positive what had come over her, but she was hoping he would calm down if she told him he was hurting her.  Instead he clamped his hand over her mouth the moment she tried speaking.  For emphasis, Tyler gave her a short, solid punch in the stomach.  As all the air was pushed out of her nostrils, her snot drenched the back of his hand.  He was so disgusted with her that he ordered her to lick it off, almost making her throw up.  He seemed pleased with the fact that she was remembering her place quite nicely. 

Apparently the thought of pushing her around again was keeping him at a steady hard, because no sooner had she finished, he was pushing his penis inside her again.  That time she did manage to tell him she was sore, making him slam against her pussy with even more force.  He must have continued slamming into her for 20 minutes before he was ejaculating again. 

As he clamped his hand over her mouth, he punched her one more time in the stomach.  Skyler was barely conscious as he flipped her over again, ramming his penis into her asshole again, but she was too weak by then to do much more than moan and that seemed to turn him more as he began fucking her vigorously up the ass again. 

Throughout the remainder of the night, Skyler was blessed with being unconscious more often than she was actually aware of what was happening to her.  Several times she came to as Tyler was going down on her, bringing her to orgasm.  Those were the times she hated her body’s betrayal as Tyler would smile as her hips would automatically thrust her pussy into his face. Thankfully, after being pinched and punched so many times, she had become insensible. 

Skyler felt her body being tugged as she opened her eyes.  Tyler was fully dressed and had begun trying to get her dressed before the guards showed up.  He smiled at her, kissing her on the cheek before pulling the turtleneck over her head. 

She began to sit up, wincing from the indescribable pain in her body.  As she finished putting her shirt on, Tyler was getting a washcloth so she could run it over her face.  Skyler stood up, but she needed to move very carefully since her ribs hurt.  Tyler walked up to her, hugging and kissing her before leaning his head beside hers.

“This was just to punish you for what you’ve been doing.  Now d’you know that you’re mine and you’ll always be mine?”  Tyler asked as Skyler nodded in agreement, at least until she had protection.

When the guards were at last leading Tyler out of the room, Skyler asked them to wait a minute as she forced herself to stand up.

       

“This was the last time Tyler.” 

“What’s that mean?”  Tyler asked with a smile.

“That means that I’m not coming back to you anymore, I’m done being abused and I don’t wanna leave my babies anywhere,” Skyler stated boldly.

“I’ll never give you a divorce.” 

“Maybe not, but you’ll never hurt me again either.  I know everyone thinks you’re a wonderful person, but I have people on my side now too.” 

“I’ve never done anything to you that you haven’t asked for.”  .

“I’ve never asked for this,” she insisted, pulling down her collar, “or this,” she added, lifting her top to reveal the bruises and pinch marks on her stomach and back.

“You fucking bitch!  She tricked me!  She’s lying!  She begged me to do that to her!”  Tyler screamed as the guards carried him out of the room.

Pictures were taken before Skyler left the prison.  She tried walking normally as she left, but it entered her mind that she might have some problems with her ribs. 

Chelsea could tell something was wrong before she even saw Skyler.  She couldn’t explain it, but she could feel that Skyler wasn’t okay.  As soon as she laid eyes on her lover’s face, she jumped out of the car and ran to her.

“You okay?”  Chelsea asked, putting her arm around the hunched woman and helping her to the car.

“I should’ve listened to you.  I’m sorry Chelsea, I guess I’ve been away from it for too long, I must’ve gotten soft or something,” Skyler suggested with a weak smile.

“I’m taking you to the hospital,” Chelsea informed her.  “Did you tell him you weren’t coming back anymore?”  She asked.  “Is that why he did this?” 

“No, that’s not why he did this, this was just to punish me for thinking I could be free, but yeah, I did tell him I was finished.” 

“What’d he say?” 

“He called me a fucking bitch and a liar before he told the guards I begged him to hurt me,” Skyler said with a sick laugh before flinching from the pain.

“That sick bastard needs to be dead.” 

“I agree, but we probably shouldn’t say that to too many people.” 

“I guess,” Chelsea agreed with a small smile.

“You’d think you’d know that, being a cop and all,” Skyler said, both women chuckling until Skyler winced from the pain again.

Skyler was relaxing on the sofa after having her ribs taped up.  Her night with Tyler, left the woman with two broken ribs, along with so many bruises flowing together, it looked more like one giant bruise covering her entire body. 

Chelsea helped her wash up when they got home before helping her into some pajamas and setting her up in the living room.  The sight of her made the boys cling to her again and she knew they remembered, making her cry.  She had to stop it all, she didn’t want them to be affected by their father for the rest of their lives. 

Skyler looked at Chelsea as she sat at the other end of the sofa while Frannie was making them all some lunch.

“What d’you suppose I would need to do to at least start divorce proceedings?” 

“I guess I’ll check into it for you on Monday.” 

“Thank you Chelsea.” 

“Thank you Sky.” 

“I should’ve listened to you to begin with.  They haven’t helped him at all, that’s for sure.” 

“I hate daddy,” Hunter said so quietly, Skyler barely heard him. 

“What did you just say sweetie?” 

“I hate daddy,” he repeated.

“Don’t ever say that you hate your daddy sweetie,” Skyler almost whispered.  “Daddy can’t help how he is.  Your daddy’s very, very sick and some people that need to help him don’t know how sick he is and your daddy doesn’t know how sick he is.” 

“But he hurts you,” Hunter added.

“That’s because he’s sick baby.  When I knew your daddy before, he was a sweet boy.  He’s just sick in a way that most people can’t see, hopefully, someday someone will make your daddy all better and he can show you how much he really loves you.  Probably just as much as I do… almost,” Skyler assured him, kissing his head.

“I’m sorry mommy.”

“That’s okay sweetie.  You said what you felt and there’s nothing wrong with that.” 

Chelsea, in that moment knew she had fallen in love with an extremely special woman.  Anyone who could go through what Skyler had with Tyler and still look at her children, telling them not to hate the person they had watched hurt their mother over and over again, had to be pretty special and definitely worth holding onto.  All Chelsea could do was smile at them all.

“Why’re you smiling?” 

“No reason in particular, I just think you’re amazing.” 

“Well, as long as you don’t get obsessive about it, I think we’ll be fine.” 

At that moment, Frannie walked into the living room asking if anyone was hungry enough to eat all their lunch before brownies.  Skyler raised her hand until the boys got off her, then she had to muffle a gasp from the pain of them moving. 

Chelsea began to jump up until Skyler held out her hand.  She didn’t want her to move until the boys were gone, not wanting them to know they had hurt her.  She motioned for Chelsea once the boys had vanished with Frannie.

“I didn’t wanna upset them,” she said, tears surfacing.

“What can I do?  I’m afraid to touch you.” 

“If you just hold the pillow, I think I can do the rest.” 

Chelsea couldn’t stop herself from wishing Tyler were dead again as she watched the gentle woman in front of her struggle in pain. 

Once Skyler was adjusted, Chelsea gave her a Kleenex to wipe her eyes before she leaned down, gently kissing her. 

Skyler smiled as Frannie brought in her lunch.  She couldn’t finish it all, but she still got a brownie. 

Skyler had just begun to relax again when there was a knock at the door.  She smiled as Matt, Val and the girls walk into the house.

“The woman definitely takes a lickin’ and keeps on ticken’, doesn’t she?”  Val asked Chelsea as she bent down to kiss Skyler on the cheek.

“Hopefully not anymore,” Chelsea remarked. 

“I definitely didn’t hold up very well for this round.” 

“The man does seem to have a thing for your throat, doesn’t he?”  Val asked, cringing slightly.

“You girls should go play or see if nana has anymore cookies,” Chelsea suggested.

“Only one!”  Matt shouted.

“God, that was loud,” Skyler said, wincing.

“Sorry, but the last time they were here it took us four hours to settle them down after we got home,” Matt explained.

“Oh let ‘em have fun,” Val insisted, giving him a look.

“Fine,” Matt pouted, slumping in a chair.

“You two okay?”  Chelsea asked.

“He’s just being a baby.” 

“Ouch,” Chelsea said, looking at Matt.

“Am not, she’s just being a bitch,” Matt stated, returning the look to Val.

“Double ouch,” Skyler added.  “You guys gonna be okay?” 

“We’ll be fine, I think he’s pre-menstrual,” Val said, smiling at him.

“And with that, Matt, wanna help me get some coffee and cookies?”  Chelsea asked.

“Gladly… but none for her,” Matt instructed as they left the room.

“You sure you guys are okay?” 

“We’re fine, he’s just being a jackass,” Val said as she sat down.  “Enough about the jerk, how’re you doing?” 

“Better now, the boys were laying on me until lunch and cookies.” 

“They’re good boys.” 

“I just hope they keep it up.  I guess I’m finally beginning to realize that being around their father might do more harm than good.  I think it’s time to think about divorce.  Chelsea’s gonna look into it for me.” 

“Good idea,” Val agreed, staring into the kitchen.

“Why you saying that like that?” 

“Oh don’t listen to me, it’s just been a rough couple of weeks.” 

“Well, I could always return the favor if you feel like talking.  I’m a good listener,” Skyler offered with a small smile.  “Not so good at the advice, but I listen very well.” 

Matt and Chelsea walked back into the living room about then so Skyler mostly observed as the other three ate, drank and glared.  Chelsea attempted to steer their attention into conversations, but eventually the stress of it all forced Skyler to shut her eyes, falling asleep almost immediately.  When she did wake up, they had gone and Chelsea was getting the boys ready for bed with a little assistance from Frannie.  Once the boys were settled, Frannie and Chelsea walked into the living room.

“How you feeling sweetie?” 

“Tired still.  Hasn’t Anna woken up yet?” 

“There was still one bottle left so I fed her that and let you sleep,” Chelsea explained.

“Oh, okay, thank you.  What was going on with Matt and Val?” 

“She apparently told him something that happened to her when she was a kid and he’s having a hard time with it.” 

“She told him?  What’s his problem?” 

“She told you?”  Chelsea asked, sounding surprised.

“Well… maybe it was the whole common ground thing, or maybe she just thought that if she shared something with me, I’d share with her, I don’t know,” Skyler suggested.  “So what’s his problem then?” 

“Gee Sky, I don’t know, maybe it’s all about keeping it a secret for all the years they were married.  For him I think it’s a whole trust issue.  You think you can understand that?”

“I didn’t mean to upset you… I’m sorry Chels,” Skyler said, looking down at her shaking hands.

“You need to straighten up and stop being an ass,” Frannie spouted at Chelsea before standing up.  “The girl has put up with enough shit in her life and she doesn’t need it from you too!  You’re making me angry now, so I’m going home!”  Frannie was almost shouting.

“I’ll walk you.” 

“No you won’t!  I don’t need to look at your dumb-ass face anymore tonight.  You get some rest sweetie and don’t mind my daughter, she doesn’t mean to be such a moron,” Frannie said as Skyler tried to smile.

“Goodnight Frannie, thank you for everything.”

The two women watched as Frannie stormed out of the house with shaking her head, too angry to say goodbye to Chelsea.

“Are you keeping certain things from me Sky?” 

“I guess, I just don’t think you can handle hearing some stuff and I don’t wanna upset you or have you look at me differently either.” 

“Why don’t you think you can tell me?  You can tell me anything.” 

The ridiculousness of that one statement bordered Skyler’s emotions between hysterical laughter and complete anger, she tried very hard to find a middle-ground.

“Oh really?  Did you wanna hear how I lipped off one time too many and found myself being pushed face first onto the kitchen table and fucked in the ass so hard that he ruptured me and I had to clean up my own blood?  Is that the stuff you wanna hear Chels?  How about the way he use to get me from behind when I was washing dishes, just to see if I’d use the knife on him that I’d be washing at the time and how much more it turned him on when I couldn’t do it and would drop the knife!  Did you want me to start at the beginning and how he made me give him blowjob after he raped me, making me swallow my own blood off his penis?!  You want more?”  Skyler asked as her voice began quivering and tears made their way to the surface as she stared at Chelsea.

“I’m sorry,” Chelsea said in her own shaky voice.  “I guess you were right.” 

Chelsea never said another word as she got out of the chair and vanished into the bedroom. 

Skyler closed her eyes again, crying herself to sleep.

Opening her eyes, Skyler smiled when she heard the boys getting loud in the kitchen as they spoke about a surprise for her.  She heard Frannie explaining that if they didn’t keep it down, there would be no surprise and then they got quiet again, making Skyler smile even more. 

She closed her eyes when she heard them coming, only opening them after feeling tiny little lips kissing her on the cheek.  As soon as she opened her eyes, they all shouted ‘surprise’ at her and once she was sitting up, they served her breakfast.

“This is a wonderful surprise boys, I love it and it looks delicious, thank you.  Chelsea gone already?” 

“She said she had a busy day.” 

“Are you sad mommy?”  Hunter asked as he studied his mother.

“How could I possibly be sad when I have such a yummy looking breakfast being brought to me by my three favorite boys?”

The boys were very proud of themselves as Frannie sent them off to play before she sat beside Skyler.

“So what happened?” 

“She told me she could handle whatever I told her, but she couldn’t.” 

“I still don’t understand how I could’ve raised such a stupid child,” Frannie spouted.

“She’s not, maybe she’s just starting to realize that it really was just pity that brought us together.” 

“Only my stupid daughter could find herself an equally stupid girlfriend.  I need a break,” Frannie stated, returning to the kitchen.

Skyler was slightly confused by Frannie’s behavior as she began eating her breakfast, making sure to let the boys know again how wonderful it was.  At that point Tristan ran over to her, whispering in his mother’s ear that nana made it, they just helped bring it to her.  Skyler thanked him for not keeping any secrets from her before he ran back to his brothers.

Just before Chelsea was suppose to be home, Frannie took Anna to Skyler after a diaper change so she could be fed.  Skyler’s nipples hurt so much, she was just barely able to tolerate the pain of feeding her daughter, but looking at the little girl in her arms took her mind off the pain.  Noticing the activity in the entry, Skyler watched Frannie and the boys as they dressed before leaving her and Anna alone.  

Skyler sat, stunned as the entire process took place without Frannie saying a word.  Skyler held Anna as she slept, continuing to look lovingly at the child.  When the phone rang, she listened as Chelsea spoke to the answering machine, explaining how she had to work late and had no idea how long she would be gone. 

Skyler forced herself to get up so she could take Anna back to her crib before taking a shower and laying out the boys’ pajamas.  Skyler did as much as she could prior to calling Frannie and telling her about Chelsea’s phone call.  By the time Frannie returned with the boys, she was fuming, becoming frustrated when she saw the things Skyler had been doing while she had been left alone. 

Silently Frannie helped rewrap her ribs before escorting her back to the sofa and getting the boys ready for bed.  Frannie walked back into the living room when all of the children had been settled in for the night.

“I’m sleeping with the boys tonight and I don’t care where you two idiots sleep, but if you need me, just let me know,” Frannie spouted before turning around and leaving her alone.

Chapter 14

Skyler glanced at the clock when she heard the front door open, noticing the clock said it was 3 a.m. 

Chelsea began walking through the living room, even though she noticed Skyler staring at her.  She had gone into the kitchen, but immediately reappeared in the living room, sitting on the coffee table in front of Skyler.

“Here’s the thing…” 

“You wanna be able to handle the things I could tell you, but they hit too close to home and you can’t.” 

“No, I just love you so much that when you tell me stuff like that, it just makes me wanna walk into the prison and blow that bastard’s head off.” 

“I love you too,” Skyler returned.  “That’s why I don’t wanna tell you all the shit.  I don’t want you feeling sorry for me.  I can get through almost anything, as long as you actually love me and you’re not just keeping us here because you pity me.” 

“I have never felt sorry for you.  I’ve admired you for your strength and I’ve felt bad for not being able to get you away from that madman sooner, but I’ve never pitied you,” Chelsea insisted.  “Are you with me because you love me, or are you with me because you feel grateful?” 

“I know I was very grateful to you at first and I’m not exactly sure when that changed, but I think the fact that you pissed me off when you left a message on the machine would say that I most definitely don’t feel grateful anymore.  I love you and if you think that you can avoid me just because you’re upset, well I just want you to know that I don’t think that’s fair when I’m stuck here and can’t get to you.  I don’t like it and I don’t appreciate it.” 

“Okay.” 

“Okay?” 

“Okay, I won’t do that anymore.  If we’re having a problem, we’ll talk everything over before it gets that bad again.” 

“Good, now how’re Matt and Val doing?” 

“I don’t think they’re doing as well, he’s still pretty upset about the trust issue.” 

“Why is he so dense?  It has nothing to do with trust, it has to do with her fear that he’s gonna look at her differently after finding out.  It’s like waking up from a nightmare, you’re just happy when it’s finally over.” 

“Hold that thought,” Chelsea said, grabbing the phone before going into the kitchen.

Skyler began to get off the sofa as she heard Chelsea talking on the phone.  By the time she managed to stand, Chelsea was back in the living room, taking hold of Skyler’s arm.

“What’re you doing?”  Chelsea asked after hanging up the phone.

“If you think I’m sleeping alone tonight, you’re outta your mind,” Skyler informed her.  “I wonder if your mother put your pajamas in the guest room.” 

“Is she here?” 

“Yeah, she’s sleeping with the boys in our bed.  Did you know she called me stupid?”  Skyler asked as they began walking towards the guest room.

“She usually saves that for me.” 

“Well, I guess she kinda did, she said only her stupid daughter could find herself an equally stupid girlfriend,” Skyler tattled.  “I was kinda hurt and I definitely didn’t know what to say back to her.” 

“I can imagine.  She’s a firecracker when she gets going,” Chelsea laughed.  “She adores you though.” 

“I adore her too, that’s why I was so shocked.  I would never talk to her that way.” 

“So tell ‘er.  She’s more like your mother than mine anyways.” 

“You’re so full of shit,” Skyler laughed, grabbing her stomach.

Chelsea apologized as she laughed again before helping Skyler get into the bed before stripping down to her underwear and crawling into bed beside Skyler.  The injured woman carefully slid herself to partially lie on Chelsea before both women fell asleep. 

The following morning, Val called to thank Skyler for talking to Chelsea who then spoke to Matt and made him see where she was coming from.  She told Skyler that Matt woke her up at almost four in the morning to talk and by five they were making love.  Skyler laughed as she congratulated her and had to hang up so she could tell Chelsea the entire story.