Message-ID: <21610asstr$944104202@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <007301bf3c5d$5ec11340$7fe946cf@lewis> From: "Leviticus" Subject: {ASSM} To Catch a Monster part 6 (Crime, BDSM) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V5.00.2314.1300 Date: Wed, 1 Dec 1999 22:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: newsman, IceAltar To Catch a Monster Part 6 "You knew this was going to happen, didn't you." Rhianna said to Matthew as they walked back to Paul's home. "What, the wedding?" Matthew asked. "Sure, I knew the timing was going to be lousy, but it was still the only way to get you in here." Rhianna stopped and turned to face him. She wasn't happy at being manipulated like this. "Listen to me Buster. If you're getting any ideas about this wedding meaning anything more than a good cover, then you are sadly mistaken. You may be under the mistaken impression that what happened between us two years ago actually meant something, but it was just another assignment to me!" Matthew watched open mouthed as Rhianna stormed off. He hadn't realized just how much she would be affected by the thought of marrying him. She looked pissed! He chuckled and leant against a wall. Matthew doubted very much that what she said had been true. She wasn't acting like a woman with nothing to feel, on the contrary he felt that she was acting like someone who felt too much! He would have given a lot right then to have her bound before him so he could tease her thoughts and feelings out of her, but here in the compound such actions between unmarried people were strictly forbidden. He would have to wait until after the wedding. With a smile he continued on his way. It didn't take long for Rhianna to get lost, but she wasn't lost for long. "Hey! Hello!" Rhianna heard from behind her as she tried to decide which passage way to take. She turned to see a big older man in a dark leather tunic approaching her. "Hello!" she said, smiling. "What are you doing here?" the man demanded, then his expression softened a bit as he drew closer. "Wait. You're the woman who is marrying Matthew Anderson, aren't you?" "Yes. My name is Rhianna." she said, extending a hand. "I'm Patrick, Patrick Olws. You do know that after dark no woman is to be out unescorted?" "I'm sorry, I didn't realize." Rhianna said honestly. "Who left you alone to wonder around by yourself?" "Oh, I left him! Matthew was walking me back home, but..." Patrick frowned. "They should have told you the rules, Rhianna." he said. "I know, I'm sorry." "You don't go leaving your man like that after dark, even when you have a spat. It isn't safe for young women anymore!" "I'll try to do better next time." Rhianna said with a smile. Patrick looked so serious. "I'll walk you home myself." he offered. "THAT, I would appreciate, I am a little lost!" she laughed. "Well I'll take you back to the Guardian's home. Could you please turn around?" he asked, digging in a pocket. "I'm sorry?" Rhianna asked. "Turn around, I need to bind you." "Why? There's no need to do that, I'll go quietly." joked the agent, although from Patrick's expression the joke fell flat. "Because you're new I'll forget that you questioned an order to be bound while under offense. But I need you to turn around." "I asked why." Rhianna said, suddenly feeling the seriousness of the moment. "Because you were out here alone and you shouldn't have been, and by law I must restrain you and take you to your head of house." "But I told you that I didn't know I wasn't supposed to be alone!" "I understand that, but it is not me you should be telling but your head of house. Your punishment is not mine to decide, I merely have to see you get home right now." "This is ridiculous!" "This is the law. Now will you turn around and let me bind you or do I have to do it by force and report THAT infraction to your head of house also?" "But..." "I could also gag you too!" Patrick said seriously. Rhianna was amazed, but she was smart enough to know she wasn't going to win, not with this guy. Without saying another word she turned and placed her hands behind her. Patrick took her hands and placed them back to back, then he took the rawhide cord he had in his pocket and tightly bound her hands together, looping the cord around her little fingers and thumbs so she couldn't turn her wrists. While he tied her he kept muttering something about how he wished women would follow the rules. Rhianna felt the cord bite deep, a lot deeper than any rope she had previously been bound in. The tightness of the cord kept her from testing her bonds by pulling on them, it was bad enough just as it was! "Thank you." Patrick said. "Now we go this way." Rhianna followed, her bare feet slapping the hard wood floor of the passage way, her bare arms trapped behind her. She decided not to say another word until she got home. Patrick led her quickly through the buildings, and they only passed a few people who saw Rhianna in her bondage. None of them made a comment, but Rhianna could tell that they knew that she wasn't tied up for her own enjoyment. They soon reached the home of Paul Anderson and Patrick knocked on the door. Paul answered it himself and raised an eyebrow at Rhianna's condition. "I found her wandering alone, Paul. Said she left her escort behind." Patrick told him. "I know she is new but we can't have this happening." "I understand, thank you Patrick." Paul said. "You will see that she remembers this?" Patrick asked. "Of course. She is under the protection of my house until she marries." "I thought so." Patrick turned to Rhianna. "I'm sorry, but it is law. I look forward to seeing you at your wedding. Goodnight!" "Er...goodnight!" Rhianna replied, surprised at the big man's politeness. "Come in Rhianna." Paul said, opening the door wide. Rhianna stepped in, glad to be inside. "Thanks Paul. This is kind of tight, could you undo it?" "Kneel, over there." Paul ordered, pointing at the living area of his home. Rhianna looked at him and saw that this little drama wasn't quite over yet. She went and knelt on a pillow. "I had thought that we had explained to you that you could not go alone in the compound at night." Paul said, settling into the room's only chair. "I wasn't told." "I did tell you that you had free rein only in the daytime." "True, but nothing was said about the night." argued the Agent. Paul took a breath. "If you had known and had willingly broken that rule, then by law as head of your house your punishment would be mine to decide. Usually for that offense I would just leave your hands tied for a day to remind you of what you have done. But things are complicated now. I doubt that you would be able to get much done tomorrow bound as you are. Yet I do have a position here to uphold, you do understand." "You're going to punish me? Even though it wasn't my fault?" Rhianna couldn't believe this. "Yes, but not the punishment the offense requires, you will just sleep as you are and will be released in the morning." "I can't sleep like this!" "You will. I'm told that you are not inexperienced in sleeping bound!" "Matthew has a big mouth. What about Matthew anyway? He let me go knowing I wasn't supposed to." "I'll deal with Matthew. Now, to bed. I waited up for you and I'm tired." Paul said standing up. Rhianna stood up as well and wondered how she was to sleep like she was. The tight cord and the odd position of her hands made this bondage feel quite different than anything else she had previously tried. Paul took her shoulders and turned her away from him. She felt him examining her wrists. "I had better loosen this a little, Patrick has a habit of winding his cord too tight." he told her. "I don't suppose you have anything wider you could use, since I have to sleep like this?" Rhianna asked, resigned to her fate. "No, this is what we use." "Then how about letting me cross my wrists instead?" "We always bind hands back to back, it is the most effective." Paul said. He undid the entire cord and Rhianna resisted the urge to rub her wrists. "You might be more comfortable out of your dress, you may slip it off first if you want." Paul said to her. Rhianna agreed, but being alone with a man about to tie her up made her hesitate about being naked with him. But then she remembered that she has practically taken a bath with this guy a little while ago. She reached behind her to loosen the laces and got out of her leather dress. Paul took her hands and rebound them in the same position, the cords still bit but felt better than before. Paul guided her toward her room and pulled aside the curtain for her. Inside it was dark, but there was enough light to see that the other bed was occupied, Lilly was sleeping. Paul placed the dress on the dresser, while Rhianna, in only her loin cloth, climbed onto the bed. "Goodnight, Rhianna." Paul said quietly, and he left, shutting the curtain behind him. Rhianna lay on her front and tried to get comfortable. She had actually liked this place up to now, but her sudden encounter with the other side of the law had shown her that this wasn't a fantasy. She wondered how the women here lived with the rules against them and if the same ruthlessness applied to the men. She shuffled around a bit, she was cold and couldn't pull a blanket over herself. "Are you okay, Rhianna?" she heard Lilly whisper to her. "Lilly? Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." Rhianna whispered back. "You didn't. I was awake anyway. I heard what Dad said about you being out alone." "Is punishment always so harsh?" Rhianna asked. "You got it easy, because you're new I expect. The last time I was caught out I spent two days restrained. I don't do that anymore. Mom was furious!" Rhianna wondered how anyone could do that to a child. "I...er...no offense Lilly, but you're too young to play these games aren't you? Wasn't there anything else they could do to punish you?" "Who said this was a game? Anyway, what's wrong with using restraint as punishment? It sure works when you realize just how dependent on other people you are when you don't have your hands!" "But isn't bondage...it's just...it doesn't seem appropriate for children to me." Rhianna said. Lilly actually giggled. "I hear that kids in your world are spanked when they are bad. Somehow that doesn't seem very appropriate to me! It's a little incestuous from our point of view!" Rhianna smiled. "I guess, if you look at it a certain way." "I know bondage is used in sex, Rhianna, and that's normal. But when Dad uses it on me it's a punishment, nothing else." Lilly whispered firmly. "I'm sorry. I still have a lot to learn." "Yes." Lilly replied honestly. "Lilly, could I ask you a favor?" "Sure, Rhianna." "I'm cold, could you pull a blanket over me?" Lilly crawled out from under her covers and padded over in the dim light. Rhianna could see, as the teenager pulled blankets over her, that she too slept in just her loin cloth. The blankets were cold, but her body heat soon warmed them up and she felt a lot better after Lilly climbed back into her own bed. "Thanks." Lilly said nothing for a little while, and Rhianna thought that she had finally dropped off. But. "I'm not a kid anymore now anyway. I am sixteen!" Lilly told her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to imply that you were. I guess at my age I see someone like you as being so young." Rhianna replied. "That's okay, and you don't seem that old to me." "Thanks." Rhianna said with a smile. There was silence for a few more minutes. "Rhianna, can I ask you a really personal question?" "Er...you can ask, but if it is too personal would you be offended if I didn't answer?" Lilly thought about it for a moment. "That seems fair." "Okay, then what do you want to know?" "We're taught in school that the people that live in your world don't...well, they...er..." "It's okay, Lilly." encouraged Rhianna. "It's...well it's about sex." Lilly said finally. "Oh! Oh...shouldn't you talk to your mother about that?" "Oh I know all about the birds and the bees and how not to get stung, but...I was wondering...have you and Matthew...?" Rhianna didn't know what to say for a moment. "Lilly, that's between Matthew and me." "I know...it's just that, I've seen the way you look at him and the way he looks at you. It's like Mom and Dad. And with you being from the outside I was just wondering if you guys had...and what it feels like!" Lilly shut her mouth, that last comment coming out before she could catch it. Rhianna hardly caught it, she was still dealing with the first part! "Rhianna?" Lilly asked after a moment. "Oh...Lilly. Look, I'm sure that eventually you will find out for yourself what it's like. Maybe when you marry that boy I saw you talking to at the bathhouse." "What boy?" Lilly asked defensively. "You know the one. Tall, blond, rather good looking I thought." smiled the Agent. "Oh, Tommy. I'm not going to marry him!" "But you have a crush on him don't you?" Rhianna teased. "Nooo!" said Lilly, unconvincingly. "Come on, admit it. You can't fool me!" Lilly giggled. "Well...maybe a little. He is kinda dreamy looking, and he really makes me laugh!" "I thought so. You make a cute couple." "You think so?" Lilly thought about her and Tommy as a couple, something she did fairly frequently. "Can I ask YOU a question?" Rhianna said. "Er..sure!" "I know that nudity here is no big deal, but don't you feel a little weird standing there with a boy you like with no clothes on?" "A little. It didn't use to be that way. I've seen Tommy nude a lot of times and him me. But lately...there's nothing wrong with it, it's not like we're engaged or anything." "Does that matter?" Rhianna asked. "Sure! If we were engaged we wouldn't be allowed to see each other that way until we got married. It's so we don't get tempted into premarital sex. That's a big no no!" "I see." "Still, I wouldn't mind being married to him." Lilly giggled. Rhianna laughed too. The curtain across the door was suddenly thrust back! "If you two ladies don't shut up and go to sleep, I'll gag the both of you!" yelled Paul Anderson! "Sorry Dad!" "Sorry, Paul." "Thank you!" said Paul with a chuckle, and he withdrew. There was silence in the room for a moment, then both young women burst out laughing. "Goodnight Rhianna." whispered Lilly. "Goodnight Lilly." whispered Rhianna. Silence descended for good upon the room, except for the occasional shuffling of Rhianna as she tried to find a comfortable way to sleep, and something to think of other than Matthew Anderson. "I heard you were a bad girl last night, Pet." Matthew said to her the next morning. Rhianna wasn't in much of a mood to joke. She had been woken by Elizabeth a couple of hours earlier and untied so she could help with breakfast. For most of that time she had been kneading dough, a messy job that yet again required her to shed her dress. Matthew loved the way her front was covered in white flour. "Go away, Matthew, and stop calling me 'Pet'!" Rhianna told him as she worked. Matthew had popped into the big kitchen area to see her. "Hey! We're getting married tomorrow, it's only right I get to see you now and then." "After what you did to me last night? Look, I still have marks!" Rhianna showed him her wrists which still bore the red lines of her night long bondage. Matthew took her hands and leaned close, kissing each wrist in turn. Rhianna hadn't expected that. "Better?" Matthew asked her, a gleam in his eye. "Matthew!" shouted a voice. Rhianna looked up to see Paul coming over. "Matthew, a word." Paul said. He took Matthew out of earshot but not where Rhianna couldn't see them. She got back to her kneading, but watched as the older brother gave what looked like a severe dressing down to the younger. Eventually they parted and Matthew came over in slightly less good spirits then when he left. "Well, you aren't the only one to suffer my brother's wrath." he told her. "I've been given roof duty for our entire stay because I let you go off on your own last night." "Roof duty?" That didn't sound so bad to Rhianna. "Yeah. Every day a group goes out in all but the worse weather and scrapes the snow off the roofs of all the buildings, making sure the skylights are clear. Usually it's a rotating position, all the men get to go up in turn, but Paul also uses it for punishment. I guess I rated." "Good. I didn't think it was fair for me to get punished for something that wasn't my fault." Rhianna said, thumping her dough with zest. She had taken out a lot of her frustrations over the incident on the dough she had prepared that morning. She figured that was why Elizabeth had given her the job. "You got off easy. He isn't pulling his punches with me." "Ha! Say, why is it a big deal anyway? I'm curious." "Well, it all goes back to when this place was a brand new settlement, before the wall was up. It got to be a pretty dangerous place at night what with bears trying to get at our food and other animals trying to get at us. Gabe and the others felt it was too dangerous for the women to be out without someone to watch out for them, but at the time it wasn't a law, just a suggestion. Then Gabe's sister got badly mauled by a bear that she found half stuck in an outhouse. She had gone out to use it and not told anyone. The bear hit her hard and ran away, but she couldn't make it back to her cabin. She was found that morning almost bled out and they rushed her to a hospital. From that point on the community made it a law that no woman goes anywhere without an escort. After the wall was built, people wondered if the law was really necessary any more, but by then it had become a part of the permanent role of women not to be out alone, so it stayed." "Oh...Did she survive?" Rhianna asked. "Oh yeah, lived to be sixty four." "Alright, I guess I can live with it then." said Rhianna. "You'd better, or you would get more than one uncomfortable night!" "When we're married, you wouldn't punish me like that would you?" she asked him. "Oh no." Matthew said strongly, and Rhianna smiled. "I prefer a much more hands on approach." He gave her a wicked grin and Rhianna felt herself coloring as she remembered some of the things those hands could do. Then a thought struck her. "Matthew, I need to know when our three victims disappeared, did they go at night?" "I don't know." "Ask around will you. I think it might be important." "Sure." "Now go, I have bread to bake." Matthew smiled. "You look good like that, Pet. Very sexy. I might have you role around in flour for me after we're married." "Only if you're good." Rhianna replied. Matthew laughed and it was only once he left that Rhianna realized what she had said. She had acted like the wedding was real and that she would actually be married and living with him. "I need some reality." she said to herself. Unlike the night before, breakfast as not a formal affair with the community. People came to eat as they needed to so the need to have everything cooked at the same time wasn't important. As food was made ready it was placed on a long table in front of the hearth, buffet style. Rhianna and Elizabeth got to take a break and eat when Paul came by with Lilly. They sat as a family and Rhianna and Lilly fetched the food for the older couple. "I have plans for you today, Rhianna!" Elizabeth said, smiling. Rhianna looked up from her food and glanced at Paul. If she was kept busy by Elizabeth, she would have no time for her real job. Paul caught her look. "That's alright Beth," he said, "Matthew promised Rhianna a day to explore before getting into the thick of things." Elizabeth looked put out. "But Paul I was hoping she would help us in here today. The entire hall has to be cleared and scrubbed, and the more hands the better!" "I know, wife. But a promise is a promise." Rhianna thought she should say something. "Elizabeth, I promise to come back and help at lunch and supper!" "Alright, but don't expect to get away from work tomorrow. You have a lot to do to get ready for your wedding!" "I understand. Thank you. Paul, may I go now?" "Certainly, and remember Rhianna, no wondering around by yourself after the evening meal, and pay attention to what the men tell you. When in doubt, respect their wishes. I don't want you brought back to me under offense again!" Paul said with a smile. "Thank you!" Rhianna said, getting up from the table. She wanted one thing more than anything else right now, a bath! The flour had stuck to her sweaty skin and resisted all attempts to come off clean. She had been unwilling to put on her only dress over the mess so she had gone as she was to breakfast. No one seemed to mind. She headed back into the kitchen to retrieve her dress and thought about heading to the bathhouse. But as desperate for a good clean that she was, she knew there was something she needed to do first. She went back to Paul's. In the room she shared with Lilly she dug under her bed for her pack and pulled it out. She found her cell phone and hit the speed dial. "Johnson." answered a voice. "Owen, it's Rhianna." "About time you called. How are things going?" "Slower than I like, but I should be able to make some head way today. What about you?" "Got back all the toxicology reports on June Olws, nothing unusual to report although there was a blood alcohol level of .05 percent." "Wait a minute, did you say Olws?" "Yeah, June Olws." "Where's my head? I had a run in with the girl's father last night I think. I'll have to check on that. I didn't make the connection when he told me his name." "That's not like you, Rhianna. You're usually pretty sharp about things like that." "I guess I was a little distracted." Rhianna told him, not willing to say more. "There was alcohol in her blood?" "Yeah. I checked it against the other victims and they all showed trace amounts. Nothing major." "Anything else I should know?" "Not really. The swabs from the vaginal cavity came back clean, no semen was deposited despite the sexual assault. I'm still waiting on the results of the scrapings from under her nails." "Okay. What about Kinkade and the locals, how are they treating you?" "Kinkade is a nice guy, had a few beers with him last night. The rest of the town is a little standoffish but they'll come around!" Rhianna could picture him grinning at this point. Owen liked to think that he could make anyone like him. "Okay. I guess slow and easy is the way today. I'll let you know what I find out from these people." "Sure. Anything in particular you want me to cover for you?" "Nothing yet." "Okay...Rhianna, you take care up there okay?" Owen said tenderly. "I'll be fine." "Don't let that asshole convict push you around. You make sure he knows you're the boss." "I'll tell him you said that." Rhianna said with a smile. Owen hung up and Rhianna closed up her phone and put it away. She hid her pack again and picked up her dress. Now she could go take a bath. She stepped out into the main living area and saw Lilly standing there open mouthed. "Rhianna, who are you, and why are you really here?" End of Part 6 You can contact me on ICQ #36088062 Or catch up on the Valley and Rhianna Summer stories at http://www.dajungle.com/stories/leviticus -- If you enjoyed this work, take a moment to email the author. Your comments are their only payment. 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