1. Filled 5


    Date: 3/31/2016, Categories: Fiction, Non-Erotic, Author: Impax, Rating: 92.5, Source: sexstories.com

    Scott came back to his body with his sister Chrissy shaking him awake and calling his name. She had a note of panic in her voice. “Scott? Scott! Wake up!” Chrissy saw her brother's eyes flutter open and great relief washed over her. “There's a man on the phone for you. He says they've got Mom.” Scott pushed himself to his feet. “What? Where?” he said, his mind a little foggy. “I'm coming.” He followed his sister to the phone, and took it when she handed it to him. “Hello?” he said, his mind sharpening fast. He sent a tendril of thought into the phone and tried to follow it, but he found out it didn't work that way when the man on the other end spoke. His tendril went up and outward, arrowing in a straight line to the man's mind. “We have your mother. If you don't want her hurt, you will show yourself outside your front door with your hands raised above you head in the next two minutes.” “What if I don't believe you?” Scott asked, branching his tendril out on the other end. He could “see” four other men there, all armed, and one was holding his pistol to his mother's head right now. “She could walk through the front door any minute now.” “Say something, Mrs. Blaker.” the man said. “I'm not married.” said his mother. “I don't answer to that form of address.” “Do you believe she won't be walking through the door anytime soon?” the man asked, a grin obvious in his tone. “No.” said Scott, and his mother watched, astonished, as all of her captors simultaneously took their guns ...
    out and shot themselves in the mouth. Scott could hear her screaming and screaming, and he had to send another tendril out to soothe her down. Melissa Blaker had been forced into a van at gunpoint as she was getting into her car. She dropped a ceramic Dalmatian dog that had been won on Wheel of Fortune in the early eighties, and the men who took her were amused that her biggest complaint was about the broken knick knack. She was taken to a house on the outskirts of town, and when one of the men had called her home to speak to Scott, it took a few minutes for him to come to the phone. A very uncomfortable few minutes, as one of the men held a gun to her temple the whole time the call was being made. Finally, Scott picked up, and Melissa heard her son's voice through the speaker phone. A brief exchange of conversation ensued, and then to her horror, all the men surrounding her committed suicide. She was covered in spattered blood and brains. Bits of bone and skull were all over the walls and ceiling, and it looked like a scene out of a horror movie. She didn't even know she was screaming until a blue light of calm came from nowhere and everywhere, and she could think again after it left. “Mom, you're okay.” Scott told her, still on speaker phone. “Go ahead and wash up, upstairs in the bathroom.” he said. “It's okay, Mom, nobody's going to hurt you, I promise, but you can't go out of the house looking like that. Go get cleaned up, Mom. The keys are in the van outside, and you can ...
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