Electrified(103)

Pinching her mouth shut as tightly as her eyes, she tried to hold both her tears and screams at bay.

She had never given oral sex. Just a few days ago, she thought she might give it a whirl sometime soon, but with Carson, not Peter or anyone else. This wasn’t how she expected to do it. Blindfolded on her knees with a dirty porn star slathered with oil, while being filmed, and her deceitful husband directing the scene.

Elon had approached and tried to pry her mouth open, insisting that she cooperate and “make nice,” when she heard the outer door of the building slam open and the sound of shouting fill the building. She had no idea what any of it meant, but somehow Lila discovered a newfound resolve to hold her mouth closed.

Are those the good guys outside? Did Asher send someone?



CARSON HAD waited long enough. Since hearing Lila was currently locked in a back office with no clear sight line from the ground team, his body shook with rational and irrational thoughts.

“I’m going in, Ray,” he insisted tersely. “NOW!”

“Carson, let them just get settled for three minutes, then we go. Three minutes, that’s it. You know it works better when we have the element of surprise,” Ray countered.

He clenched his teeth so tightly he thought his jaw might snap. “I’m getting ready to go. You count or do whatever you need, but at the strike of three minutes, I’m heading in, so your team better be ready.”

As Ray gave the instructions to the ground team, Carson checked that he was armed, then tossed his jacket on to conceal his weapons. He waited at the back door to the van, tapping off the seconds with his foot, carefully counting each tap so he wouldn’t think about what could be happening inside the building.

When the count reached 179, Carson leaped away from the van and sprinted toward the building. The ground team met him at the door, and quickly and efficiently busted it down.

Shouts from the team rang out. “FBI, stay where you are, you are under a siege and search! Cooperate and this won’t be difficult!”

“Where is Elon Finder? You! Behind the camera, step forward to answer my questions!”

The cameraman slowly edged toward the team, but one of the actresses tried to make a run for it. Commands were shouted louder and with more urgency as the team dispersed to lock down everyone in the building.

With all the chaos, Carson found it easy to sneak back toward the closed office where they knew Elon was holding Lila. He grabbed the doorknob and yanked the door open with such force, one of the hinges came loose, and the door hung, swinging at an angle.

Even with all the crazy irrational thoughts he had earlier, there was no way Carson could be prepared for what he saw before him. There was Lila, blindfolded and naked, on her knees on a dirty, cracked floor with a greased-up scumbag trying to stick his dick in her mouth, and Elon attempting to pry her jaw open.

Tears had seeped under Lila’s blindfold, staining her cheeks while she used every bit of her strength to keep her mouth locked tight. With her arms tied behind her, Lila struggled, jerking her whole body forward as she tried to knock the men away from her.

Elon looked to be on the verge of losing his patience. He was cajoling Lila to “open up” with clenched teeth, sweat running down his brow and pools of wetness staining his shirt.

Sam Charles stood next to a cameraman recording the disgusting scene, huge bulges evident in both their pants.

Sick fucks.

Carson took in the entire scene in less than a second. He felt vomit racing up his throat but tamped it down, knowing he needed to be there for Lila. He yelled for Elon to stop, but the man was so enraged and determined, he didn’t even notice.

Sam Charles looked up, and noting Carson standing in the doorway, shouted, “Oh, shit! Stop, Elon, stop. We’re fucked!” He then tried to slip around Carson and get out of the office.

Carson’s attention was diverted when Elon grabbed Lila by her hair and dragged her up to her feet, pulling her in tight against his body, squeezing the life out of her, claiming her when he had no right to claim.

Thank God Ray was right behind Carson. He grabbed Charles and handcuffed him, then began reading him his rights. He’d be charged with kidnapping, taking a victim across too many state lines to count, and God only knew what else they could pin on that sucker.

The stupid-as-nails actor and the even dumber cameraman were no problem; they quickly submitted to the ground team. They were ready to roll on anyone to save their own asses, not fighting at all, walking easily out of the office and already spilling what they knew.

With the others under control and in custody, Carson was left to deal with Elon. He couldn’t take his eyes off Lila, fearing the worst.