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Sisterhood of Sin -- 22 -- The Abduction

Date: 5/24/2016, Categories: Masturbation, Author: LastWife, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

you asshole. They're not kidnapping your kids. They're not kidnapping my kids. They're... we're exiling you. My kids are staying with me. It would be much easier on all of us if Cate and company just took you out of the picture the quick way. Just admit that this Mick guy and your bitch sister played you. Take the first option." Wil calls out, "Mindy? Are you there? Don't do this to my parents." "You did it, Wilhelm. We might be able to make arrangements for them to visit, but I'm just picking up the pieces of the mess you made and moving on. We don't deserve this. Stay in Alaska, or else." "I made a mistake, Min. You stopped..." Margo regains the floor as Bethany silences Wil by stepping into the room with a black military rifle leveled at his head. "Save your excuses for later. Now is not the time to speak your piece." Marta steps up next to Bethany and covers Wil with a handgun as Beth switches her aim to Karl's chest. "It's time to put the gun down, Karl. Cate, you did good. Be a good girl and make your way out behind me and don't forget your coat. Can't have the neighbors seeing you in your work uniform." Her dose of humor under fire calms me tremendously. "Thanks, Mom." As I back out, Karl realizes it's over. He lowers his gun and lets it fall to the floor. Another black card sister brushes past me and secures the men, handcuffing them with plastic zip ties. A panel van backs into the driveway and after a quick frisk by two not-very-gentle sisters, the wannabe ... Cate-nappers crawl into the back. Bethany assures me that they will be in the custody of armed sisters all the way to Alaska on one of Margo's planes. I lock up Mindy's house and climb into Claire's mobile command center with Marta. Claire hugs me and thanks me for salvaging the sisters. Her new personal body guard drives us to the airport as I dress. I have my GO trunk and one additional suitcase of clothing for a short trip on the underground railroad. Liz wants me away from home until the men and the sisters are debriefed, to determine how much they really know about me. I kiss Claire goodbye and Marta escorts me onto the private jet. I let the Talisker burn its way down my throat as the plane starts its takeoff roll. I suddenly begin to shake uncontrollably. Marta reaches across the aisle and takes the tumbler from my hand. "Wh-wh-what-t's h-happen-ing?" "Don't worry, Ma'am. It will pass soon. Try to enjoy it." It's not an unpleasant feeling, it's just disturbing that I have no control over it. It reminds me of an experience I had long ago, only it is much more intense and lasts much longer. Marta's confidence soothes me and I slowly regain my cool. "Wow! That was freaky. Thank you for taking that." She hands my glass back to me and I take another sip. "I didn't want to witness any alcohol abuse, especially not with something more expensive than most fine perfumes. That was a reaction to the adrenalin. The rush of action. The fact that it happened afterwards instead of during your ...