The poll for which story will replace He Touched Me & I Let Him Love Me will come down next Sunday as soon as I post.
If you do not like the intense stuff then stop reading Clare's pov as soon as Glen and Jake come home.
Ch. 25 Christmas and Boxing Day
(OWEN)
I pull up outside of the Martin-Edwards house, Clare and Maya run over and get in the backseat. I smile at them and we drive back to my house in silence, the girls seem a little nervous and very somber, not how someone should feel at Christmas. We arrive at my house, the lights are on, the Christmas lights twinkling and glowing on the snow, I look in the rearview mirror at the girls again and see smiles on their faces. We get out and walk inside; Mom welcomes the girls and says it's good to have them here. Since my family will be at my grandparents tonight with Tristan tonight Mom says Maya can sleep in Tristan's bed and Clare can sleep in my parent's bed.
We sit down to dinner and my mom asks a few questions about the girls Mom and Glen, Maya doesn't anything at all and Clare makes a few brief and vague answers so Mom drops the subject. Talk turns to New Year's Eve plans, school and the fact that I made the Ice Hounds. After dinner Clare stands and starts to clean up, as soon as she does it Maya stands and begins to clean. There's something weird about how they do it though, it's stiff like they're maids, it looks weird and makes me wonder.
"That's alright you girls are guests you relax and we'll clean up," Mom tells them.
"Let's watch some TV," I suggest taking Clare by the arm, she jumps ever so slightly but she flinches toward me, like she wants to be in my arms but she's afraid.
We sit on the sofa with my brother watching Christmas TV while my parents clean the kitchen. When they're done they take Tristan to go to my grandparent's house, now we're alone with Clare and Maya. The girls seem a little nervous and Maya is watching Clare closely, Maya's behavior seems to be almost mimicking Clare's like she's watching Clare to know how to behave, again it's odd and I wonder what it's like at home for them.
"You girls want some hot chocolate or something?" I offer to break the silence.
"Yes thank you," Maya says and Clare nods.
I start making hot chocolate; Fitz helps me while Maya and Clare sit somewhat huddled together on the sofa. I hand Maya and Clare a mug of hot chocolate before Fitz and I sit down with our own hot chocolate.
"I know it's pretty early but would you mind if I went to bed? I'm surprisingly tired," Clare requests after finishing her hot chocolate and the movie we were watching.
"Yeah me too," Maya yawns.
They look more than tired, it's like deep exhaustion. We walk the girls back to their rooms and say goodnight. Fitz and I aren't tired so we stay up watching TV but we don't talk much, we're both deep in thought over Clare and Maya. We watch Scrooged for about an hour and then we're woken up by Maya's scream. We run back to Tristan's room where Maya is sleeping and go in the room. She's sitting up panting in bed, she had a nightmare obviously. Fitz goes in to the room and sits on the bed holding her. I almost go in but then I decide I better check on Clare. If we heard the scream she must have heard the scream too. I knock softly on the door to my parent's room but I get no answer so I open the door cautiously. Clare is sitting on the edge of the bed, it looks like she did get up and then stopped.
"Is Fitz with her?" Clare asks as I walk into the room. I sit on the edge of the bed next to her and I can see that she's been crying.
"Yes he's with her; did you have a bad dream too?" I question.
Clare nods and then looks up at me with these sad pleading eyes, "You and Fitz you'll look after Maya, take care of her won't you?"
"We'll look after both of you, we can help you Clare if you tell us what's going we can help you," I tell her.
"I can't," she shakes her head.
"Clare," I say taking her hand and she doesn't pull away, "I care about you, a lot. I really like you Clare and I can help you if you talk. I'll protect you, you and Maya both. So will Fitz, Drew and Bianca, we all care about you both. Please Clare I know you're being hurt and it kills me because I care about you," I plead with her, she looks at me squeezes my hand. She doesn't say anything but her eyes are locked on mine; I follow my instinct leaning over and place my lips on hers. She gasps and tenses up but doesn't pull away, she never quite melts into the kiss but she does kiss me back before pulling away.
"Can you get some water?" She asks.
"Yeah be right back," I tell her and slowly get up. When I pass Tristan's room I see Fitz holding Maya and she's crying on his chest. I walk to the kitchen and get a glass of water but when I go back to the hall I see that the back door is open, I drop the glass and run to my parent's room, Clare is gone. "CLARE!" I call into the room and run into the hall.
"Owen what's wrong?" Fitz asks coming out.
"Clare ran, I'm going after her stay with Maya," I tell him and run out the back door. I run pretty fast between football and hockey and Clare can't run that fast so I catch her easily. "Clare where are you going?" I ask her holding her tightly in my arms.
"I have to go home, keep Maya with you keep her safe, loo…"
"Clare stop what are you talking about?" I ask her.
"You need to keep Maya safe, just let me go please, Maya deserves to be happy, just keep her safe and…" she's babbling when I pick her up and she stops with a gasp putting her arms around my neck.
"I'm taking you back to my place, you can't just run away, we can keep you both safe," I tell her as I start walking her back to my house.
"I like you too Owen, a lot but you can't keep us both safe, Maya has a chance if you keep her safe then…"
"We will keep you both safe and I don't think Maya would stay with us knowing that you aren't safe," I point out going through the back door. I set her down but keep hold of her hand. We walk to Tristan's room but I don't see Maya and Fitz, I do hear them in the living room so I take Clare there and find Maya and Fitz sitting on the sofa. I sit Clare down and sit next to her. "What's going on at home?" I ask them both.
"We can't tell you, we'll get in trouble, they'll deny it and…we just can't tell you," Clare replies shaking her head while Maya just looks down at her hands.
"We can keep you safe if you tell us what's going on," Fitz pleads with her and Clare only shakes her head.
"I can't Fitz, I want to believe that you can keep us both safe but I can't," Clare argues. I look at Fitz, we need the girls to trust us and talk to us.
"You know it's technically Christmas morning how about we give you your Christmas presents now?" I suggest.
"We didn't get you anything," Maya says softly.
"That's okay we didn't buy them we made them," Fitz says getting off the sofa to get the presents from under the tree. He hands them to the girls, Maya opens hers first, it's a portrait that Fitz drew of her, her face up close and she's smiling.
"Wow Mark this is amazing thank you," she smiles.
"You're welcome it was easy when the subject of the drawing is pretty," Fitz grins. "And Clare if you want to you can call me Mark," he tells her and she gives him a soft smile before opening her gift.
"Owen did you write this?" She asks me and I nod, "It's beautiful, is it all about me?"
"Yeah it isn't much but…" I'm silenced by her lips being softly placed on mine. It's a very soft and chaste kiss but there's so much passion and bliss in the kiss it ignites a spark and I'm sure she feels it too.
"It's the best Christmas present I've ever had, you really do write beautifully, thank you for this and for tonight. I really do like you but…I can't be in a relationship right now. Not with how things are at home and I can't talk about it. I'd like to be with you but I just can't right now," she says almost apologetically.
"It's okay, I'll be here for you, we'll be here for both of you and if you ever need a safe place to go or someone to talk to we'll be here," I tell Clare and Fitz nods in agreement.
"I like you Mark but it's like Clare said we can't be in relationships, Glen would…" Maya starts and then stops, "we just can't."
"It's okay I already told you I'll be around for you and Clare however you need us," Fitz tells her. Since none of us tired now we watch TV for the rest of the night, we talk a little but it's all about what we're watching and stuff, we don't bring up the girls home life again. "I'll bet my mom is awake and making Christmas breakfast if you guys want to go over and meet her real quick," Fitz says when the sun is up.
"Sure I'd like to meet her," Maya nods.
"We should probably get dressed first," I point out.
We dress and get in my car driving to Fitz's house; he opens the door slowly before waving us inside.
"Merry Christmas Mom," Fitz says hugging her. "You remember Owen, and these are our friends Maya and Clare," Fitz introduces them.
"It's nice to meet you I'm Claudia, would you like stay for breakfast?" She asks.
"No we should go before Steve and Matt get up we just wanted to come say hi," Fitz tells her.
"Here take some cinnamon rolls I just pulled them from the oven," Claudia says pulling out a paper plate, putting four cinnamon rolls on it and covering it with foil.
"Thanks ma," Fitz grins kissing her cheek and then we go back to my house. I put on some coffee and we eat the cinnamon rolls, we're watching TV and my cell rings.
"Hey B," I say into the phone.
"Hey how was your night? Clare and Maya okay?" She asks.
"Yeah they are, we gave them their gifts, how was your night?" I question.
"Drew's gift from me was to make love so our night was awesome," she says and I can hear her grin.
"Sounds like it, I'm sure that's a gift he'll never forget. My parents will be home soon we gotta clean up a little, I'll call you later," I tell her.
"Cool have fun with the girls tell everyone Merry Christmas," she says and hangs up.
"B says Merry Christmas and she gave Drew her virginity last night so they had a very Merry Christmas," I grin.
(CLARE)
"Are you sure about this? I'm sure that my parents will let you both stay," Owen pleads when we pull up to our house.
"I told Glen we'd be home by noon we have to. We may not see you until school is back in, thanks for everything we love our gifts," I tell him leaning over to give him a soft kiss before I get out of the car.
Maya gives Mark a kiss on the cheek and she follows me, we wave to the boys and go inside. We stayed all morning, eating more breakfast when Owen's family returned and watching them open their presents. It was bitter sweet, not because we didn't have any gifts but because it brought up memories of happier times for Maya and me. However for us both it was just nice to be safe, to not have to cook or clean or service, and to be treated as human and not slaves for once.
As soon as we're inside the house my cell phone rings, it's Glen and I'm sure he's calling to give us orders.
"You're home early good girl, make sure the house is clean and you're in uniform we can be home at any time. We've missed you girls," Glen says. The lechery in his voice is horrifying I wish I could run back to Owen's but the consequences if I do and it's better if we stay, at least for now.
"Yes Sir, we'll be ready," I reply and he hangs up. "The house isn't very dirty we only have a few chores to do. Let's take a nap," I tell my sister.
"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Maya questions with dear in her voice.
"If he doesn't like it I'm sure Glen will call again," I tell Maya directing her up the stairs.
I have my doubts about whether or not Glen actually put cameras in the house; he could have known we were home by tracking our cell phones. We put our pajamas on and get in bed; I put an alarm on for two hours so we don't oversleep. Both of us fall asleep quickly, getting up and putting on our day uniforms in case Glen and Jake come home we start cleaning. We even make dinner but Glen and Jake still aren't home by eight so Maya and I eat instead, we've eaten more in the last two days than we have in the last two months. We're both very tired; it's not that we did a lot today but being home has made us tired. We change into our night uniforms just in case Glen and Jake come home tonight. We both go to sleep in my bed, falling asleep quickly but we're only asleep a short time before we're awoken by tapping on the window. Maya thinks Glen and Jake are back, she clings to me but I know they wouldn't come through the window. I get up and go to the window barely able to make out Owen and Fitz's faces; they climbed the tree in the back yard and are sitting on a branch. They can't quite get to the window because the branch would snap so I'm not entirely sure how they tapped on the window.
"What are you guys doing here?!" I demand opening the window just a bit.
"We were worried about you guys and the house is still dark, you should come back to my house. What are you wearing?" Owen asks.
"Glen and Jake could be back at any minute you two need to leave now, and this is what we always sleep in," I assert.
"No Clare we're worried about y…"
"Please," Maya cuts Mark off nearly in tears, "you both need to go or we'll get in trouble."
"Okay we're going just be careful okay," Owen says.
I watch them climb down the tree before going back to bed, it takes me a while to fall back to sleep. When I do finally fall asleep my sleep is disturbed by a nightmare of some of the tortures I've been through but abstracted because of the dream. First I'm drowning in hot wax, then Glen is recording me eating Maya out for her birthday at his order, and then I'm being whipped by their belts and coated by their cum, finally I'm chained in the washroom and left there after Glen has his way with me. And then the dream changes, the chains come off and clothes magically appear on me, not tight crimson clothes like I'm made to wear but a nice dress, a white summer dress with flowers on it. I'm taken away from this house of horrors, appearing in Owen's arms and on his lap. My arms go around his neck and our lips attach, my body fills with warmth and love, I feel happy, truly happy…and then my alarm goes off. I wake up still in this prison and get up with a heavy sigh.
"Maya wake up we have to get up and get the house ready for Glen and Jake's return," I tell her.
She groans and gets up going to the washroom; I pull out the poem Owen wrote me. We'll have to hide both of our presents from Glen and Jake, if they find them they will be destroyed. I read the words again I can't believe it was inspired by me. It's a simple typed script on plain paper in a silver frame but it's the best present I've ever received. His words fill me with a renewed sense of hope and determination and show how much he cares. Best of all they make me believe that I might be worthy. I know now that just getting Maya out isn't enough, I need to get us both out somehow, I need to get us both out of this hell and I need to do it before summer.
Maya comes out of the washroom and begins putting on her day uniform, after I use the washroom and change I go downstairs and we begin making breakfast. We nearly have breakfast ready when I hear the key in the lock and I know Glen and Jake are home.
"Happy Boxing Day girls we have presents," Glen smiles when he comes in. To only see his happy demeanor and hear his words you would think we were a normal happy family. Of course if you saw Maya and I cooking breakfast in hardly a thing you would know we are not.
"We missed you," Jake smiles slapping me and Maya on the ass to say hello.
I say nothing and only take their coats to hang them up; Glen and Jake walk into the living room setting down their bags. I go back into the kitchen to finish breakfast while Maya begins setting the table. Any solace, happiness, comfort or hope I felt being with Owen and Fitz is now gone. Maya and I are no longer humans but objects, toys for Glen and Jake's amusement.
"Smells wonderful we'll have presents after you clean up breakfast," Glen says sitting at his place at the table. When Maya sets his plate down he caresses her, I see her freeze for just a second and then continue setting the table. We've fallen back to our roles in this house of despair that we live in.
When I serve Jake his breakfast he smacks my ass hard again, when I serve Glen he pulls aside my G-string and shoves two fingers into me, he fingers me for a few minutes while he eats. Then he removes his fingers and makes me lick them clean before he commands Maya and I under the table and on our knees to blow them. I know there's a better world out there, I know there are people who truly care about us and don't treat us as toys and slaves. I know that there is a better world but I don't know how to get us to that world.
We do as we're told without a second thought, finish our duties and clean up the breakfast dishes. Then Glen tells us to go to the living room for presents, only instead of being allowed to sit on the sofa Maya is forced to sit on Jake's lap and I am forced to sit on Glen's.
"Here open these first," Jake says pulling two boxes from the bag. They look like clothing boxes but I'm sure we won't find clothes in them. Maya opens hers first she pulls out a black shirt with a zipper down the middle, it's half sleeve and looks rather conservative compared to what we're usually allowed to wear. "You'll wear it to school and if I tell you to take the zipper down then you will," Jake informs her.
"Oh and I almost forgot G-strings and pasties to school under your clothes as soon as school is back in session. With one exception, open your present Clare," Glen orders so I open the package. It's a crimson skirt, mid-thigh in length and flowy it would be pretty but it has boy shorts panties attached and a dildo on the panties. "You will wear that your first day back at school, you will wear it to school at least once a week and Jake will have the remote to the attached vibrator. He can turn it on and off at will, now then more presents," Glen says in cold voice that somehow is also filled by lascivious carnality.
Maya, or should I say Jake and Glen, also get leather straps to bind her, small anal beads that attach to a small vibrator and a paddle with studs on it. For me, for them really, they got nipple clamps, something called the position master and what looks like a glass wand, with a rubber handle and switch at one end. Aside from being a glass dildo I have no idea what it is and it isn't very big compared to the vibrators and plugs I'm normally made to endure.
"I'll show you," Jake says taking it from me and turning it on. It buzzes but not like a vibrator. I see electricity going through it like a plasma ball, Jake touches the glass to my breast and I'm hit with a shock. My body convulses and tightens, I want to scream but I won't give them the pleasure. I suck in a painful breath and clench my jaw until Jake takes the wand away. "Ohhh I love the way she convulses, did you see how your sister takes the pain Maya," Jake drools and kisses Maya's neck.
"We'll save that one for special occasions, now get back to your chores you have two days to make up for," Glen says. While watching us open our gifts, and one of mine be demonstrated, they became hard, I can feel how hard Glen is and I can tell that Jake is hard too. "Oh and as you'll be wearing these at school now," Glen comments taking off my pasties and Jake does the same to Maya, "you won't be needing them at home. Now stand and bend down with your hands on the coffee table, both of you," Glen commands. We obey of course, looking down at the table and not at each other. My G-string gets taken off my legs slowly so I'm sure the exact same is happening to Maya. "Nor will you need these," Glen tells us tapping my leg so that I lift it and step out of my G-string. Glen spanks me because he can; Jake does the same to Maya because she whimpers. "Let's test out that new paddle son, give Maya's ass a nice pat for being away from us for two days," Glen comments to Jake and I can hear the lecherously lewd grin on his lips.
"With pleasure," Jake smiles and I hear him grab the paddle and smack Maya with it.
"OWW!" Maya screams making Jake and Glen laugh with malicious pleasure.
"Your turn Clare, now spread those legs," Glen orders and I obey. The paddle hits me hard, a smacking sound echoing into the living room but I bite my lip and don't make a sound. Glen runs his hand over my now burning ass cheek; I swallow the tears at my eyes so they don't see any pain on my face. "Get to your chores now, start by unpacking our suitcases we'll have more fun after lunch."
Maya and I stand and pick up their suitcases taking them upstairs to unpack and my one thought is we need to find a way out.
Update next Sunday and jumping ahead a couple of days when Owen and Fitz seek outside help. Probably also including New Years Eve.