Sunday was the longest day that Hunter had ever experienced and that was saying something when he was in jail.
He waited until it was late in the evening so he could be sure that Stephanie would have gone home before he called Shawn.
Once Stephanie had gone home Shawn set about doing some work that he had brought home with him on Friday as he was trying to perfect it all. As soon as they had finished dinner he chose to relax on the sofa with his wife for a little while. "Today went much better than I expected."
"You were so evil to Stephanie, I'm surprised she didn't run out of here traumatised."
Rolling his eyes at his wife being dramatic she forgot one key factor, Hunter would do far worse to her. "You know what I did could be classed as going easy on her don't you? Once Hunter gets out and they're in a proper relationship together she can expect much worse from him so really I'm just doing her a service by showing her how it will be."
Rebecca had to admit that he made a good point as when she was first with Shawn he didn't go easy on her. "It's different when it is your Master though, I just hope she doesn't back out."
"She won't. Do you want to watch this show or what though?"
Moving around she tried really hard to get in to a comfortable position on the couch before she nodded her head. "Yes Master."
He pressed play and the opening credits of the show began to roll and then the phone began to ring. Despite knowing who was likely to be on the other end she groaned. "Can we not answer it?"
"Yeah no, that won't be happening as we both know who is calling right now." He reluctantly pulled away from his wife and went to answer the phone with her eyes following his every step. Picking up the phone he glanced back to see her watching him from the couch. "Hello?"
"Shawn it's me. Are you free?" Frantically looking around him he was watching and waiting to see if anybody but there seemed to be an issue on the other side of the block so he was pretty safe for now.
"I'm free, what's on your mind?" Deciding to take this call in private he made his way to his office and shut the door behind him.
"How was it? How was she?"
"She was amazing; you are going to absolutely love the pictures." It was hard not to tell him literally everything but he needed to keep some surprises for his best friend when he got the album of photos that he, well his wife, would be putting together for him.
Now he was even more disappointed that he couldn't experience it himself. "On a scale of one to ten how much will I like these pictures?"
Sniggering to himself Shawn wasn't even sure that they would register on the scale. "Let's just say that ninety percent of the pictures that we took we took I can't send in to the jail to you."
The simple thoughts of what could possibly be in those pictures were almost too much for him to handle. "So what are your thoughts on her now then? I know that you have had moments where you doubt her, even if you try and tell me otherwise I am your best friend and I know you better than you think."
"I had my doubts at the start and from time to time now I do still have doubts about her but after watching her earlier I have to admit that she surprised me, in a very good way. For reasons that I can't be explicit about on the phone but I'm sure that you're a smart man and can do the maths, I wanted to ask if you'd mind if I kept a copy of a couple of the pictures."
He didn't actually put any thought in to it the question so didn't think through what he meant before he answered. "Yeah sure, you earned it for the hard work you put in to it."
"Thanks." It was odd that he didn't ask more questions but he didn't want to put too much thought in to it all as they only had a short time left to talk.
After returning to his cell Hunter lay down with a book to pass some time when all of a sudden it hit him and he sat up with a start hitting his head on the bunk above him. "Fuck." Rubbing his head he went back over the conversation he had with his best friend earlier and there was only one reason that he would want some of the photographs and that would be if his wife was in them which begged the question, why was she in some of the photos? There was no way for him to possibly get any answers right now so he lay back down to attempt to get some sleep.
Stephanie arrived home from Shawn and Rebecca's and went straight to bed, not so much to sleep but definitely to lie down as her entire body was humming after everything that had happened. Before she knew it she was fast asleep for the night but luckily she had set her alarm when she woke up in the morning as she had discovered in her last job that if the day was particularly long and tiring then she just may forget to set it full stop if she waited so she just got ahead and set it when she woke up.
The alarm going off at half past six on Monday morning scared Stephanie awake, it didn't help that the dream that she had been having was one where she was in trouble with her Master. Sat straight up in bed her heart was pounding and she tried to regain her breath but she couldn't get the dream off her mind, what if he was really mad when he found out about what happened with Rebecca when she was meant to be taking photographs? She had tried so hard to be a good sub but she had allowed herself to be easily swayed by her desire to please everyone and her horniness. Reluctantly climbing out of bed she had work to get to and a Master to face and hope that he didn't ask too many questions or notice anything off with her.
The chaos of the morning routine was a welcome distraction for her. When she came face to face with her Master she couldn't help but notice the small bruise on his forehead which brought up a number of questions of what happened on her day off. As she got closer to do the pat down she was itching to reach out to touch the bruise but she suppressed the urge and she just pointed at the wall. "Turn around."
Quickly obliging he turned around and put his hands on the wall desperate to feel her hands on his body and then they would move on before she would return to him so that he could find out all about how her day had gone yesterday.
The feeling of his body beneath her hands was enough to bring her to tears after her dream, she couldn't lose him and she knew she probably would simply by being reckless and not getting his consent to it beforehand. Finishing off the pat down in almost record speed she stepped back blinking a couple of times as she did so to clear her vision. "Everything clear in there?"
"Clear."
"Great. Keep it moving people; I have things to be doing with my day thank you."
Trailing behind everybody else she wanted so badly to say something to her Master but it felt like everybody else was watching her so kept her mouth shut just in case.
Slowly returning to his cell he put the material over the window and pushed the door closed behind him so that they could get some privacy when she inevitably came to see him very quickly.
When all was said and done and there was no way for her to be pulled away from her much needed visit to her Master she slipped away quietly and snuck up to his cell noticing immediately that the cloth was already over the window so he was expecting her. Her heart was beating so fast and she was scared out of her mind as she prepared to walk through the door but she knew that she couldn't put it off forever so pushed the door open and reluctantly closed it behind her again once she was inside. "Good morning Master."
"Good morning. How are you feeling this morning after more than twenty four hours with the balls?"
Surprisingly she had barely noticed them this morning as she had been distracted with other things. "Umm, yeah okay thanks. How are you?"
"I'm not sure, you have this weird shifty look going on right now that I am really struggling to understand. Care to explain?" It would be a test to see how honest she was with him.
Giggling softly she stared at the floor, he knew her so well but she was scared to admit the truth because it was a pattern between her and Rebecca now. "I am scared to tell the truth because I don't know how you will take it."
Well that was an interesting stance that she held. He looped his fingers through the bed above him and leaned back slightly. "Well you're going to have to tell me one way or the other because I am sure that you don't want to live with the balls for another twenty four hours."
That was most certainly the truth. Unable to stand still in front of him as she told him all about yesterday she began pacing back and forth in the small cell. "So, umm . . . you know how it was Rebecca taking the pictures?"
"Yes? What exactly is so bad about that? You already told me all about it before it was happening?"
"She kind of appeared in some photographs too. I don't know what Shawn is going to send in to the jail to you though so you may not even see those but I couldn't lie to you about it because I didn't want you to find out about them some other way and think I can't be trusted around her."
It was interesting that she chose to mention trusting her around Rebecca, if it wasn't for his conversation with Shawn last night then he may just have thought that the two of them couldn't be trusted together but it was pretty clear that Shawn had played on her insecurities to see how far that he could push her. "How did Rebecca appear in pictures if she was taking them?"
Was it a trick question? "Shawn took them? It was all his idea; it wasn't like I suggested it or something." And now she was throwing his best friend under the bus, she really did have a death wish it seemed but hopefully he would look past it.
"Somebody is feeling awfully brave today aren't they?"
"It's the balls, it has to be. They have driven me crazy so they have to be at fault for it all." At this point she really hoped that he bought it because although it was just the first thing that came to mind it was very close to the actual truth.
There was a large part of him that felt like she was bullshitting him but there was still a small part of him that believed what she said as he had made her live for over twenty four hours wearing the balls. "Come on then. Have a lie down and I will remove them for you."
Huh? Why was she so damn confused now? Where had this suggestion come from? Not willing to vocalise her confusion she simply just complied when he stood up.
Silent compliance from her was hot, especially when it led to her being in a vulnerable position. As soon as she was lying down he got on to the bed and then moved her leg so that they were spread either side of him. "Are you ready for this?"
"Oh my God, so ready." Blushing she quickly clamped her hand over her mouth. "Oops." Judging by how hot her cheeks felt she was probably a bright shade of red right about now.
Allowing his fingers to gently trail up her leg he watched her face as the anticipation of his touch built. "You're so cute when you speak without thinking, that is the side of you that I like the most, the uninhibited side."
Stephanie didn't even know how to respond to that, especially with the feeling of his fingers trailing higher up her thigh knowing what was coming. Keeping her eyes closed she tried to keep her breathing regular despite the anticipation of what was to come.
"How do you want me to do this? I am very aware of where we are right now and how your body must feel." If they weren't in the jail he would have stayed silent and just pulled them out but her screaming like he was murdering her wouldn't be a good look right now.
"Huh?" She had drifted off and lost focus on what may have come out of his mouth.
Oh boy, she was asking for trouble now not paying attention to him at all times. "Do you want me to extend your punishment? If not then I suggest you focus on me fully at all times, no excuses accepted."
"Yes Master, I'm sorry Master." She really hoped that he didn't extend her punishment; she just wanted to be free.
"If you can correctly guess the question that I asked you then you will be let off your punishment as planned."
His question could be one of many things and she didn't have time to truly think about what it could have been so she was going to have to just settle for the first thing that she could come up with. "Uh . . . how I wanted them removed?" It was the only thing that she could think of so hopefully it was close to what he asked.
Hunter was very impressed right now that she had got it right, or close enough for him to forgive her anyway. "Wow, you do impress me today. So how would you like me to do it?"
"Just get it over with; I don't know how right now because my brain is just mush and my body aches in a way that I have never felt before." All she really wanted was just to cuddle with him but that was never going to happen whilst he was still in jail.
Pressing a kiss to the side of her mouth he let her feel his fingers on her inner thigh. "You sure?"
"Positive thank you." If she was allowed to let her brain think about it then there was a one hundred percent chance that she would over think it and freak out and just run out of the cell, even if she would have to practically fall on her head on a concrete floor to do it.
He didn't want to prolong this more than he needed to so covering her mouth with his in a precautionary measure he proceeded to yank the balls out in one motion.
Screaming in to his mouth she was hit with an instant sense of relief having them out and she allowed her body to fall limp.
Hunter kept her leg on his shoulder but he sat back up to enjoy the image.
As he sat up suddenly the door was pushed open. "Helmsley . . ."
Oh shit, this couldn't look good. He gulped and his brain immediately panicked because this was the last thing he expected or planned for, although he should have given the risk they took every single time.
"What the hell do you think that you are doing Helmsley?"
There was no hope for him if he uttered the truth so he said the first thing that came to mind. "She nearly fainted. I told her to lie down and I swear I heard that your feet should be higher than your head so I had them on my shoulder." Discreetly moving her leg from his shoulder back to the bed he hoped for his life right now.
She lifted her head and tried to not look like she had just had her mind blown. "Can I help you?"
"We are questioning why you are in that position with Helmsley." Although he had been told the reasoning he didn't believe that she wasn't being taken advantage of.
Sitting up abruptly she put her hand to her head like she had come over dizzy. "You really think that I would be in that position where anybody could walk in if it was for anything but necessary?"
"Should you go home if you are so dizzy?" He was even more distrustful of them as to whether something was going on right now but he couldn't accuse her of lying any longer however this response would be very telling.
In order to make it seem as real as possible she paused before she answered and acted like she was thinking. "I should be fine. I will take two minutes to go and get a sugary drink but if I persist with feeling dizzy I will speak to somebody about going home. At the end of the day we are really short staffed today anyway and you really couldn't afford to lose me as well."
"True." He turned to leave the cell but suddenly stopped at the doorway. "Oh yeah, the Governor wants to see Helmsley."
Oh shit, this couldn't be good. "I'll take him once I get that drink." Communicating her fear to him with just a look she followed her colleague out of the door.
All Hunter could do was watch her leave and then sit back down and wait and wonder what the future held as the Governor wanted to see him and that couldn't be good.