CSI: Ex Marks the Spot

Chapter 4 of my CSI story, enjoy.

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Disclaimer: I don't own CSI or its characters.

Chapter 4

SAM POV

I was awoken the following morning by Tara opening the door.

"Morning Sammy, how is my darling little boy this morning?" She asked in her sweet 'mother' voice.

I nodded to confirm I was okay. It was a lie but I didn't want to anger her. Still gagged and tied up it was all I could do. Tara didn't waste any time going for what she wanted. She flashed her cleavage at me and lifted her skirt so I would get erect quickly and then mounted me and raped me again. The pain continued and I screamed into the gag, I felt my eyes sting but I refused to let the tears fall. I had been so focused on not crying that I hadn't resisted elsewhere, so I came without any 'additional assistance'. Once she was done Tara got off me and headed through to the kitchen. Some time later she returned with a plate of food.

"If you promise to be good Sammy, mommy will take the gag off." She said, I nodded; only now realizing how hungry I was.

She removed the ball gag and set it aside. She then began to feed me; I was still humiliated by the baby treatment but offered no resistance, I wouldn't give her an excuse to hurt me. I had to stay strong and think of how to escape. Once I was done she took the dishes away and came back. She then untied me from the chair, although my hands were still bound behind my back. She then walked me to the bathroom and sat me down on the toilet. I blushed at the fact she was staring at me before relieving myself. Once I was done she cleaned me up and took me back to my chair.

TARA POV

I smirked as I sat Sam back down and tied him to the chair again. I had a new idea; it was time that bitch Rachel knew what had happened and learned that Sam was mine. I had already written her a note, I just need to give her proof that Sam was with me. I stepped close to Sam, keeping one hand behind my back. I heard his breathing quicken and knew he was afraid, good. I acted quickly shoving the ruined white teddy bear decorated briefs into his mouth and then taped over his mouth so he couldn't spit them out.

"MMMMMMMM!" God the sound of him moaning into a gag was ecstasy to me.

Satisfied with this I started the next stage of my plan. I began to stroke Sam's penis until finally it was good and hard, once that was done I stepped back.

"MMMM MMMMMMMM!" Sam screamed as he saw me lift the camera.

I smirked. "That's right baby boy, it's a camera, smile for mommy." I taunted him as I took the picture.

After hooking the picture up to my computer and printing it I returned to the den. Sam was no longer erect, but his face was still scarlet. I showed him the picture.

"Looks good, doesn't it." He moaned in response but then shrieked when I revealed my plan. "Wonder what Rachel will say when she sees it."

The looked on his face was priceless. I laughed as I left the room and posted the picture and note in an envelope. She would receive them tomorrow; I couldn't wait.

TONYA POV

I couldn't believe this, Kareem was doing his best to comfort me but it wasn't working. I was just as agitated as ever. My brother was gone, he had to have been kidnapped; there was no other possible explanation. Mom and dad agreed with me and along with the rest of their team, had begun investigating. I just prayed they would be successful and find Sam before something seriously bad happened to him.

"Tonya."

I jumped slightly as Kareem said my name; I turned to him and saw he wasn't actually looking at me, but looking ahead of us. I turned my gaze that way too.

"What?" I asked.

Kareem then pointed. "That guy's been glaring at us for the past five minutes."

I looked at where he pointed and saw a guy about a year or so older than me. He was tall and muscular with dark brown hair and hazel eyes; he was indeed glaring at us. More specifically, he was glaring at Kareem. I groaned, no wonder.

"Great, just who we need." I moaned; Kareem looked at me confused and I clarified. "It's Michael, my ex...The racist bigot I told you about."

Kareem sighed and shook his head; however he then looked up. "Looks like he's gone actually."

I also looked up, Michael was indeed gone, he had left.

I shook my head however. "He'll be back; he's not so easily deterred."

Kareem nodded solemnly; I just prayed than when Michael did come back, things wouldn't get out of hand.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.