The Guardian

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    Double checking the van, finding everything in order he headed out. He was very nervous this time. That was unusual. He resigned it to the fact that this one would be a bit tougher to get but not impossible.
    The other two girls were doing well, considering. He had taken them the new things he had bought them. For some reason they weren’t as pleased as he thought they would be. He liked watching them dress into their new things. They seemed a bit uncomfortable with that. Jack couldn’t really understand that either. It wasn’t like it was the first time or anything. He’d seen them naked before. They had played their games together. The fact that he had helped them dress into their new outfits shouldn’t have bothered them. However, they did look very sexy in them. He had them model for him. They were posing in provocative poses, bending over, showing off for him. After, he had them play some more games with him.
    Still having problems with the older one, he had to teach her yet again, who was in charge. At first, she had refused to wear the new outfit. Then, after having put it on, modeling for him, and thinking she’d had enough she took them off and threw them on the floor. She was saying she wouldn’t wear it again. She was defiantly standing there naked in all of her glory.
    So, to instill upon her that she would wear it when ever she was told to do, Jack had tied her wrists together and with a piece of rope suspended her from the ceiling. She hung just off the floor enough so that her feet didn’t touch the ground. He made sure he could swing her freely back and forth.
    After he had secured her and got her swinging, he went out side and got a branch from one of trees. Using his pocket knife, he shaved the small branches away and put a nice little point on the end.
    Once back in the girl’s room, he took a rag, covered her mouth so that she couldn’t scream and started swinging her back and forth. Every time the girl would swing towards Jack, he would stick her with the sharp end of the branch. After about 10 minutes of this, the girl had dozens of small holes with thin lines of blood trailing down from them. Her naked, shivering body, sore and bleeding, she wept silently.
    Jack had gotten a clean damp rag. The girl hung there, her wrists red and swollen from the rope that bound her wrists. As he gently and tenderly wiped the blood from her body, he caressed her, whispering in her ear. “You know, I’m very sorry that you made me do that. I don’t like to hurt you, but you must learn to obey what I say.”
    The girl just sobbed. She couldn’t speak. The gag was still in her mouth. She couldn’t believe that this was happening to her. She could feel every puncture on her body made by the point of the stick.
    “You mustn’t make me do these things to you,” Jack was saying as he applied dabs of ointment to her wounds. “Things will be much better for you if you just do as you’re told,” he continued. He rubbed his hands over her naked body, trying not to get aroused. It was too late.
    He untied her hands, removed the gag from her mouth and led her over to the small bed. “Well, now, you’ll just have to show me how sorry you are.”
    She would just take a little longer than the other two to bring around was all Jack told himself. Some people were just a bit slower to learn than others.
    Well, no mind, this new addition would lighten things up a bit. There would be three of them now. If it weren’t for the fact they’d probably plot an escape together, he’d have let them talk to each other while he was away. That just wasn’t acceptable.
    Jack was a bit concerned though. He was starting to think that perhaps he couldn’t keep them forever. He couldn’t just let them go. On the other hand, if he did, he’d have to take them somewhere that they didn’t know their way around. Let them find their way back. No, that was a stupid idea. He would just keep them there. It was all he needed to do. Things would work out. It would just take a little time.
    He wasn’t worried about them finding his house. They had been unconscious when he brought them here and they couldn’t give any directions or ID the surroundings. He’d always made sure they were blindfolded when he took them to the house to shower. They probably weren’t even aware that they were buried deep inside the base of a mountain.
    He wasn’t going to worry about that. Not only was he not ready to give them up, he was