Truth Be Told

[Little_Lottie]

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Karli Michaels had just arrived home and was unloading groceries from the back of her SUV. Life on the base since her husband had been deployed was anything but interesting. That was, until today.

Andrew was often deployed and away from, sometimes for days to weeks of being gone at a time. Of course Karli never questioned it. It was life in the military, right?

As she got the last bag of food out of the back, she was locking up when she could feel someone staring at her. Turning, Karli looked at the end of the driveway and saw a man standing there. That's all he was doing was standing there. With a puzzled look, Karli turned and headed straight for the house at a fast pace. But that was before another man stepped in front of her, causing her to scream in fright.

He was quick as he grabbed her arm, squeezing it tightly. What the hell?

"Mrs. Michaels, tell us where Andrew is."

It was a demand. Not something asked out of politeness.

Karli shook her head and looked around, hoping someone would see what was going on, "Who are you?!" She demanded. Of course, they didn't answer.

"Where is Andrew?!"

"He's on deployment." She said, as she hated the little quiver in her voice. Karli wasn't a tough woman. Standing at 5'2" and with a petite frame, she was considered anything but dangerous. The way the man was holding her arm made her cry out finally from the pain.

"When he gets back, Karli, tell him he's going to have visitors."

That was it. With a hard jerk, they let her arm go and walked off. Of course she could call the MPs but as she turned back to look for the men. They were gone.

What the hell was going on?

 

[Powerdog16]

'Agent' Smith came back to the house later that evening with 3 other 'agents' and parked across the street a few houses down. His people had told him that they had kept a link open in her house. After his team had left, she had immediately went to the computer and sent an email to an Robowarrior217. He had immediately had the IP address linked to the addy traced and it looked as it if had been routed at least 12 times before finally winding up in Colorado. Smith figured it was probably in Denver somewhere but he would have to wait until his people confirmed it.

In the meantime, his people had told him that she surfed the net a bit, including a few sites that focused on women going through forced fantasies, kidnapping scenarios and stuff. It was ... ironic, considering what was about to happen.

He had confirmed that there had been no activity from her house for about 3 hours now and his bosses had decided they had waited long enough. He had been sent to get her and force her husband out of hiding. He smiled when he finally gotten the thumbs up from the people above him and slid out of the van and headed towards the house.

He knew there were no people out at this time of night and even ensured that all the local authorities were busy elsewhere. He walked to the front door and slid a copy of her key into the slot and opened it. A few minutes later, he was standing over her by her bed. He took out a syringe and plunged it into her neck, dumping the contents into her neck.

She had looked as if she was going to wake but quickly fell asleep... for a nice long sleep.

~~ 12 hours later ~~

Agent Smith stood in the middle of a empty darkened warehouse staring into the very special cage he had set up just for his prey. Karli laid on a small cot beginning to stir from the deep sleep she had been induced into earlier. The cell she laid inside was made of pure clear thick bullet-proof arcylics. A single door in one corner made of the same material was locked with a thick combination lock. In the cell with her was a toilet and small sink and shower stall. A drain was in the cell for waste.

He smiled as she started to wake up and said, "Hello Ms. Michaels. Welcome to your hell." He let his eyes move up and down her body... as she was only clothed in her bra and G-String panties...