Breaking the ties,finding love

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Shelby Winters was a lithe 5 foot 5 dancer,eyes that sparkled like silver glitter when she laughed. A smile that could stop traffic from the brilliance,a body toned and shaped to almost perfection.That was2 years ago,now she sat next to the big,burly man at the table in the back of the club. Lights and music blared in the Topless Jester strip club. Shelby looked up at the dancer on stage and felt her stomach clench as she opening gave the man at her side a sexy look. Shelby looked over at Mason,seeing his grin and that hungry look in his eye. The same look he used to give her when she first came here,a scared farmgirl from Montana to Las vegas.

He had taken her in,showed her the ropes. Made her popular,lavished gifts and money on her. She danced at his club,showing everyone her body for the bills they threw at her on stage. Now she sat next to him,her fresh black eye evident of his cruelty the night before. She would not be dancing tonight,the bruises that marred her body was bad business and he told her so. Told her it was her fault he had to keep her in line like that. His hand was quick to give a gentle touch but it was also quicker to strike harder. She watched the dancer and Mason exchange glances and knew then they werecarrying on. She tilted her head at him and lowered her voice so those customers milling about wouldnt overhear.

"Damnit,Mason. Your fucking her too."She said more of a statement than a question. Her eyes shot daggers at the man she thought she loved. Now she harbored lots of anger towards him and what he had made her into. If her parents knew what she did for a living,not only on the stage but on her back when he ordered it. She had no say in the matters. He had went as far as to hold a knife to her throat as he let a good client fuck her. Rape her would have been the better word for it. He had ripped her clothes off and pressed her body forward over Mason's desk,shoving his cock inside of her before she could even get lubricated.

The man had paid Mason 2 grand to fuck her,laughing with each thrust that ripped her pussy. Mason had grinned down at her while the knife had barely bit into her skin. She knew moving would mean more pain from the assaulting cock,or the sting of the knife slicing into her skin. Sometimes she thought she should have chosen the latter. He jerked his head at her when she spoke those words,his eyes narrowing as the hand that met her cheek came fast and out of nowhere. She fell from the seat and looked up at him from the floor. He now bent over her as if to check on her for anyone watching the scene.

"Bitch,you never take that tone with me."He hissed in her ear as he gripped her arm,painfully as he pulled her to her feet. Looking aorund and making a quick ,grinning as he comment on how clumsy women could be to any who could hear. He yanked her hard as he pulled her from the interior of the club and into one of the dressing rooms. He shoved her hard across the room and she crashed into the mirrored vanity.

Items flew everywhere when she hit it,her hip flared in pain. She could feel the blood seeping from the broken skin the sharp edge of the vanity had opened on her thigh.Mason advanced on her,wrapping his hand in her long blonde hair,twisting until she cried out. "Yeah,Im fucking her. What are you going to do about it. Where would you go."I own your ass in this state."he growled at her as he yanked her hair,tears of pain slid from her eyes. She could feel the strands pulling loose form her head as he lifted his other hand and yanked her tank top from her body.

Her breasts still held the fresh marks of last night,bruises from his strong grip as he pawed them. Her stomach falt showed older bruises from the times before that. He was a violent lover as well as a violent boyfriend. He let go of her hair,grasping her throat instead. Squeezing the air off as he leaned closer to her face."You try to double cross me and Ill kill you,your family,and anyone who knows you."He said a he then pushed her hard across the room.He gave her a disgusted look as he opened the door. "We will finish this later,got a new client tonight to deal with. Clean yourself up.The only thing your good for is you look good to everyone else."he said as he pushed out of the dressing room.

Shelby slumped to the ground,her head resting on the vanity chair. She had to get away from him beofre he killed her. But would that only make matters worse or better? She didnt sit there for long knowing she was expected to appear like the obidient girlfriend. Looking good and pliant next to him during his meetings. She slid to her feet and looked at the haunted expression that stared back at her. Piling her hair up on her head,she couldnt do much for the growing red marks from his hand at her throat,but she did her best to cover the black eye.She pulled out another tight slinky dress from the costume closet. Giving herself one final look she walked out to see Mason already talking to another man.

She was confused because this man didnt look like a thug to her. Sure he was dressed the part,but something about his movements told her diferently. Was he an undercover? Most likely. Sometimes she wished they would bust him and send him up,but unless anyone testified against him there was no crime commited. She had seen him kill several men,maim several. Knew of his robberies and drug runs. She could send him away for a long time,but she didnt dare too. The man sitting with Mason looked up at her as she approached,giving her a quick nod. Mason put on his fake smile and pulled her down next to him,kissing her deeply. She felt like vomiting as he kissed her and tried to make it look real for the man.

Mason finally released her and turned back to the man. "She a beauty,isnt she. She one of my prized girls,not to mention MY girl.He said for the man to get his meaning like he always did.Shelby slid onto the seat next to Mason and looked aorund the club,the conversation far from her thoughs. Celeste,the dancer Mason was fucking,walked over and rubbed against the man."When your ready for a good show,look me up."She said as she made sure he could see her skirt running up to expose her shaven pussy. Mason waved her off and she glared first at Mason then Shelby.

Shelby gave her a snide grin beofre turning her attention back to the new man. She was sure he was Undercover,he was playing the part good,but would he do it well enough. She met his eyes once and looked away suddenly concious of her bruises and looks. Finally what seemed like hours she turned to Mason and told him she was going upatairs to bed. Mason just nodded and waved her off,standing she looked once more at the man and left.

Upstairs she had her own room,Mason didnt share rooms with her. telling her he wasnt that kind of boyfriend. He needed his space,which was fine with her. it had bee fine with her for the last 6 months. She was beaten and fucked whenever he had the urge,then when he wanted a new piece of ass he would use his own room. She sat down on the bed and felt the tears fall softly onto her lap. Where had all her dreams gone wrong. She had let herself get caught up in the new title of adult when she turned 18 and thought that was it. Now she wished she was that quiet little girl from Montana again.

She wondered if her family ever thought about her anymore,it had been a year since she had last even tried to contact them,her mother had cried. her father had told her she was breaking her mothers heasrt. He even told her she was no longer his daughter if she didnt come home then. She hadnt. Mmason had forbidden any other contact with them after that. He even checked her mail and had one of his boys follow her when she went out without him. She was not friends with any of the girls at the club,each one of them at one point in time had slept with him. Would do anything to sleep with him again. She had noone,not even a best friend. She curled up on the bed and wrapped her arms aorund the pillow. Hugging it tightly to her body as she cried.

She must have dozed because later her door slammed open and Mason barged into the room. Sleepily she sat up andwas quickly knocked backwards. This time the hit was full fisted and her head swam from it. He had never hit her with his fist before and this terrified her. She scrambled across the bed towards the other side. She cried out when his hand locked aorund her ankle and yanked her backwards. She was flipped over onto her back,his face looming over her. She blinked to try and keep him in focus. "I saw how you looked at him. You wanted to fuck him,have him slide his cock inside your pussy!"He almost screamed at her,spittle sraying from his mouth.(Comtinued next post.)
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Shelby tried to shake her head at his words,her body trembling as he shoved her deeper into the mattress. His body weigh full on her,sinking her into the softness. She couldnt brerath as his hand closed around her throat yet again that night.Shoving her tee shirt up over her thighs,he tore her panties from her. She struggled against his larger size and felt herself sliding into unconciousness. He finally let go of her throat to reach for the fasten on his jeans,sliding his cock free. Engorged and red,he slammed it into her unready body. her scream cut off by his hand covering her mouth. Hammering into her body,soon grunting and filling her with his cum. He slid from her and spit down on her.

"Dont even think about anyone else.I will make you sorry if you do."he said as he closed his jeans and walked from her room. Shelby staggered from the bed,just making it to her bathrrom before vomiting into the toilet. She sagged beside the toilet and rested her head on the cool porcelain. Crying softly as the pain wracked her body. Soon she crawled back to her feet,showering and then returning to her bed.

She lay there until the club noises grew faint then stopped. She lay there as the sun began to rise,she heard Mason going into his room. She was certain she could hear Celeste giggling as they walked by her closed door. Shelby closed her eyes finally after everything had grown silent,after hearing the noises coming from mason's room. Celeste's cries of pleasure as he brought her to orgasmn. Shelby just knew she had to get away from him...but how.

((Looking for one male rper to play the undercover who was hired by her family..to find her and bring her home. He doesnt realise how deep he will have to go to get to her. Finally finding her,seeing her,the pain in her eyes and the bruises on her body makes him furious but he has to remain cool. he will get her away from Mason but they will be followed,attacked,her life will become a game of cat and moues. Send me a IM and intro bio..I would like at least one well written paragraph daily..no one liners,please.))
 
He didn’t tower over other men, yet he exuded a presence that made him appear a larger stronger man than might actually be the case. Even in the presence of a notorious man such as Mason, he seemed to command a respect not often afforded other men. This much was evident, even as he sat with Mason, having a drink, and keeping his face impassive.

He sat there with Mason, clearly a brute of a man, wondering what happened in Shelby's life that would lead her to end up with such a man. In his negotiations with the family, he was told only to bring her back, and for what he was being paid, he knew well enough to keep his mouth shut. What he did see, however, were bruises, some faded, and some clearly recent. He also recognized pain, and fear, in her eyes...particularly when she looked at Mason. That look, both fearful and hurt, touched him in a way he never expected, and he instantly felt animosity toward the man that would cause so gentle a creature to feel such things.

He recognized within himself a cold fury. What manner of a man could treat a woman so to put such fear in her eyes, let alone mar that lovely skin? Careful not to betray the furious anger he felt, he kept pace with the ridiculously inane conversation Mason offered, his disgust with the man growing proportionately with the amount of time spent in his presence. He smile when appropriate to do so, laughed likewise, and showed a proper amount of aroused interest, when his gut told him to hurt this man. "No matter," he thought to himself. "His time is coming."
 
Shelby left her room early the next morning,knowing none of the others would be awake. She groaned when her assigned bodyguard immediately followed her out of the club. She had put on sunglasses to hide the black eye,her dress long enough to cover the bruising along her thighs from his treatment the night before. Her neck bore the vivid bruise,something she couldnt hide. The big ma fell into step behind her,his eyes moving over the people around them. Some people sidestepped him as they approached. Shelby groaned and stopped suddenly,turning on the man.

"Listen,follow me if you have too,but Damnit,do it further away."She hissed up at him as she pushed against his chest. Her shove did little to move him and the man just looked down at her. His face un-readable as she gave up turning to enter the small coffee house.

She needed some coffee and a quick bite,but her stomach still felt queazy,she settled on the coffe. She sat down in the chair,sipping the hot brew,the bodyguard several tables away. She had to get away from him,not sure how,she stood up. Moved towards the women's restroom,shutting and locking the door. She could hear him as he leaned against the wall outside.She splashed water on her face and looked around the room,only a small window held the glimmer of freedom.She kept the water running as she moved the trashcan under it and climbed upwards.

Her body was a bundle of raw nerves as she pulled her body up and through the window. She dropped to the ground hard,but bit back the cry of pain in her foot. Looking quickly up at the window before pulling herself to her feet, she turned and ran down the alley towards the outer part of town. She ran for what seemed like forever,tensing at every sound behind her,bracing for the thug to catch her. She finally slowed her run as she felt the burning in her foot. Her eyes looked around her frantically,hoping he wouldnt find her. If he did,Mason would do more than beat her.

She moved into the growing crowd,trying to blend in. She felt panic threaten her from the crowd but bit it back. She ducked into a busy department store and began to search for some different clothes. She had some cash,couldnt afford to use Mason's credit card right now. Browsing the racks she collided with a hard form,looking up into the face from the night before. Her eyes went wide as she began to shake,this man was at Mason's table,he was working with Mason. He would take her back.

Shelby did the only thing she knew,she turned and ran as if her life depended on it. Running into people and racks on her desperate flight for the entrance. Her mind telling her to run harder,her ankle protesting. She hit the door,almost shattering it as she burst out into the street. Not looking back,she tried to put as much room between herself and the new guy.
 
After a fitful night’s sleep, he awoke as he did every morning...at 6am sharp. He couldn’t shake the look of fear he saw in Shelby’s eyes, or the bruises, both fresh and faded. After a relaxing shave and shower, he felt better. His meeting with Mason yesterday was enough to confirm that he did, indeed have Shelby. He had the kernel of a plan formulated. He needed maybe another day to flesh out the details. He decided to take the morning and pick up a few things to help him blend with a roughneck like Mason. That being the objective he headed to a local department store.
He arrived at a fairly non-descript department store. If asked, he’d be hard pressed to remember which one, although he would. It’s the kind of detail that made him perfect for this kind of job. He was browsing among the racks of clothes when he was bumped as another shopper ran into him, clearly not paying attention. He locked eyes with his careless assailant, and her eyes flew wide as she clearly recognized him….and he immediately recognized her. It was Shelby! Before he could say a word, she bolted towards the store’s entrance and out the door, nearly shattering the safety glass of the door. With catlike reflexes borne of military training, he shot after her, still able to notice the flare of her hips and an ass only a dancer could have developed. As she careened into the pedestrian traffic, he caught her, grabbing her upper arm and spinning her around to face him. Just as quickly, she swung, catching him full on the jaw.

“Shelby!” he cried out, shocking her to silence. “I can help you, but you must calm down, and come with me. How many are chasing you?”
Somewhat stunned at being caught so quickly, she said, “What? Aren’t you one of Mason’s thugs?”

“No,” he replied, “and if you keep us standing here too long, we’re gonna have a real problem! Now, how many of Mason’s men are after you?”

“O-One when I took off. Who are you?” she asked the handsome, but perplexing stranger.
What he told her next stunned her.
 
Shelby yelped when her fist connected with his jaw,shaking it she fought back the tears that threatened. She looked terrified as she realised who had her arm,his words slowly sinking in. She then looked confused. She uttered that there was only one of Mason's thugs following her as she looked over her shoulder into the crowd. Knowing any second he would find her,knowing if she went back now Mason would really huurt her.

"I dont understand..."She managed to say,her voice trembling. She tried to pull her arm free,but his griip was too tight. "Who are you?" She whispered afraid someone would voer hear them. "Mason will kill you if he finds out your helping me."She said concerned for the starngers safety over hers.


She pulled frantically against his grip. "We cant stay here,too many people work for Mason."She said quickly,shaking.

He told her quickly he was hired to find her,bring her home. She couldnt go home,her family didnt deserve to know what she had become,who she had become. She herself hated what she was,how she got there. Could he really be telling her the truth,was he really there to help or trick her back to Mason. She didnt have long to think when she saw the head of the thug following her,searching the crowd. She pulled frantically at the stranger."We have to go..NOW."She said terrified as she tried to pull him deeper into the crowded street.
 
He could see she wrestled with what he had told her, and internal conflict tearing at her. As he watched her, he saw her eyes fly open wide with fear...and she began to tug at him, tellilng him "We have to go..NOW" as she attempted to pull him deeper into the morning crowd bustling around them.

He saw Mason's man moving brusquely through the crowd, clearly looking for Shelby. He needed to get her out of sight...and fast. Taking her in hand, he told her "Follow me" and went back into the department store. Moving quickly through the store, they found a back door, and ducked through it, finding themselves behind a row of stores. Then cut directly across the makeshift alley, and into a parking garage. Stopping to catch their breath, he appraised the girl. She appeared to be a little under 5'6" tall, with a lithe dancers body and strikingly beautiful features. She looked a little more haggard than she did in the 2 year old photo her family had given him...but was still a very attractive woman. Even more surprising to him, his body was responding to being in such close proximity to this very pretty young lady..his cock was at full mast, and he shifted his weight and subtley adjusted himself...hoping she didn't notice.

Having rested for a moment...and seeming to have lost their pursuer, he began to survey the surroundings. They had apparently found a long term parking garage, judging by the dust on some of the cars. Choosing one that seemed to have been sitting a while, he checked along the tire wells to see if a spare key was stashed. As luck would have it, there was one. The car was a non-descript Chrysler sedan...perfect for going unnoticed as he continued thinking on his feet. He knew it wouldn't be long befor Mason's men were on them again. He needed to put some distance behind him.

Using the found key, he unlocked the car and barked, "Get in, Shelby," sounding a bit gruffer than he wanted, but not surprised considering their current situation. She timidly opened the door and slid just inside, closing the door quietly. He settled in, and started the car. It started without a hitch, and he pulled it out of the garage and blended into traffic, headed south. He wanted to get away...they could figure out where once they were away.
 
Shelby slid into the car,moving as close to the door as she could while she looked at the stranger. Her heart hammered as he drove them out onto the road,ducking slightly as they drove close to Mason's man. She trembled against the door as they drove out of town,soon the only thing she saw was countryside. She looked over at him,her eyes wide and her hand grasping the door handle.

"Who are you exactly? Why would my family hire someone to bring me home?"She finally managed to whisper,watching him as he drove. He drove like a pro,she noticed his eyes glancing in the mirrors often. She turned and looked over the seat to see nothing behind them. She let out a breath and turned back int he seat.

"Mason will kill you for this,and me."She shivered as she thgouth about what he would do the threats he had made on numerous occasions if she tried to leave. " You need to leave me somewhere,then he wont hurt you too." She said the last with a hitch in her voice. She couldnt stand the thought of anyone else getting hurt because of her.
 
He noticed that she kept as far from him as she could, understanding her fear of him. He made hast as he got them moving, taking notice of Mason’s man as they passed him. “How could we miss him,” he thought to himself. “The guy couldn’t be more obvious if he was wearing a clown suit” He kept frequent checks on his mirrors, ensuring to himself that they were not followed…driving as much on instinct as that of years of training.

"Who are you exactly? Why would my family hire someone to bring me home?" he heard her ask. Before he could answer, she spoke again, in a voice tinged with both fear and a dread certainty that he did not care for. "Mason will kill you for this, and me. You need to leave me somewhere, and then he won’t hurt you too."

“My name is James. What I do is to extract people from dangerous situations. Your family hired me to bring you home; it seemed to me, out of love and concern for you. When you stopped attempting contact, they reached out to me. Do not ask how I found you. Know only that I am a man to be trusted; with your very life, if necessary. As to the threat Mason poses…let’s just say it’s a risk I am willing to take. I give you my word, Shelby, that you will get home unharmed. Let me worry about Mason and his lackeys.”

As he spoke, she saw a slight shift in her body language, and that she didn’t cling quite as tightly to the door. He could tell, however, that the girl was clearly still frightened. As they left town, with miles of road ahead, he had time to study his young charge.
 
Shelby listened to his words and felt her heart jump at the thought her family still wanted her home,that they still cared. She felt the first burning of the tears behind her eyes as she struggled not to cry. Crying was a weak emotion that brought her nothing but pain each time she did cry. She turned her head and looked out of the window as they drove,the tears finally sliding free and down her cheeks. She looked out of the window,her words began as soft whisperes when she began talking.

"I wanted to go home...but Mason threatened them. Told me he would have them all killed. He still will try,I cant go all the way home."She said as she bit back a sob. "Is there anything we can do to let them know I'm safe and have them meet us somewhere.? I..I dont want them to get hurt."She said as she turned her head and looked over at him. Her cheeks wet with the tears that were falling.

She swallowed hard as she tried to stop crying,the movement of his hand as if to touch her cheek had her jumping back and biting back a cry. She reacted as she would have if it had been Mason,he would slap her each time she cried. Her body shook slightly as she realised James was not going to strike her,trying to give him an aplogetic look.

"Im sorry...Mason always made sure that if I was crying I had a good reason. He always gave me one."She said softly as she looked back out the window. "Mason has alot of contacts everywhere,he has a big drop going down in a couple weeks. The last undercover cop that tried to get in..."She said as she had a quick flashback of the young cop that had been ratted out. "They shot him in the knees,then broke his arms so he couldnt fight back or run. Mason let him bleed out on the floor." She said trying to forget that night.

"He made me sit there and watch,telling me that people who cross him wind up dead." She said the last so soft she didnt know if James heard her or not. "That guy back there will go back to Mason,he will go to my family first..."She sat up quickly her eyes wide and fearful. "James...we have to get my family away from there."She cried feeling her chest seize up and her breathing grew rapid,on the verge of hyperventillating.
 
As he drove, James heard Shelby shift slightly. Glancing over, he saw that she was struggling with her emotions, clearly overwhelmed by the news that her family still wanted her home. He also noticed she was quietly crying. She explained that she had wanted to go home, but Mason had been clear…he would go after the family if she tried to leave him. James grew to hate this piece of shit more and more. Choking back a sob, she asked "Is there anything we can do to let them know I'm safe and have them meet us somewhere. I..I don’t want them to get hurt."

As she spoke, he saw tears glistening on her cheek, and standing in her eyes. He reached out to brush away a tear, but she recoiled from his touch, explaining "I’m sorry...Mason always made sure that if I was crying I had a good reason. He always gave me one."

She told him how Mason had many contacts everywhere, and she was concerned that his first reaction would be to go after her family. She then told a story about an undercover cop that was ratted out…describing what had happened to him. He was brutally injured, then left to die. Worst of all, Shelby told how she was forced to watch, telling her that is what happened to those that cross him. Her expression fearful, she implored to him that they get her family safely away!

Hearing the intensity of her feelings of fear, James quietly glanced at her and said, “Your family is safe. When I discovered where you were, and what kind of man you were with, I had them moved. Not even I know, at the moment, where they are.” He saw her visibly sigh in relief, her body sagging slightly. He wondered how long it had been since she could truly relax.
“Furthermore, I hear your concern for me in the story of that undercover policeman. I am not a police officer, and I am not afraid of Mason. I do what I said I do…and we’ll leave it there.”

He resumed his silent, for the moment, study of his young passenger. Despite the toll that being with a pig like Mason had taken on her body, it was still a lithe, dancers body…albeit a bit battered and bruised. Studying her silhouette as she gazed out the window, contemplating what he had said, perhaps, he saw that Shelby was clearly a beautiful woman. The curve of her breasts, flatness of her stomach and flare of her hips (of which he had already taken notice) let him know that she was very much a desirable woman.
 
Shelby sat looking out of the window,her mind telling her her family was safe. Her eyes filled with tears at the thought of maybe she could finally be free of Mason,free of the beatings,the humiliation. She blinked quickly as looked over at James. He was handsome,strong,someone who really seemed to care. But how much was his job and how much was the man himself. She took a deep breath and shifted in the seat.

" Why did you do all that for me? " She asked him softly not looking away from him.She never had anyone do anything like this for her before. " You can just drop me off anywhere..you have done your job."
 
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