Found
Malek looked towards the extended full cab truck. Nico and Byan sat looking as though in serious conversation. But he knew the brothers were waiting to see if the text message had been a lead or a trap. The group of men had been searching for Creasie for 8 months... They were all attached to the little silver haired intoxicating woman that had been taken from their unit in ambush... Collins the group leader had left the military to search for her when their chain of command refused to investigate . The others followed.. Byan, Nico, Ryan, Shane, Malek all walked .. The military powers that be were beyond pissed they lost this elite group..
Now Malek was buying a newspaper on a street corner in New York with the brothers across the street in conversation. He was happy the day was not a rainy one as New York was prone to rain on occasion. Shane and Ryan were sitting at an outside cafe all the while Collins walked towards an alley. his tall 6'-6'2" thick frame looked at ease, Malek knew different. Collins kept his blonde hair buzzed. His square jaw set hard .. An attractive man he always thought.
"Malek. Get over here and bring a blanket! Nico quit arguing with Byan get the others bring the truck!" Collins was precise and ment business.
The men moved efficiently and faster than most would have believed possible. But noone was any the wiser.
Collins had entered the alley...the message said the fourth door down from the cafe. There between the dumpsters sat Creasie, her silver hair matted and dirty. Her face pointed to the ground but he could tell she was broken and bruised. She was gagged. Her 5'3" frame was curled into a ball her shirt was way too baggie. Her legs were bare and showed abuse. Her ankles had shackle marks. Her hands were behind her back ... Collins had called the guys.
As He approached Creasie slowly she registered Collins footsteps and scooted further back never raising her head. Her back hit the wall hre face blanched under the beuises and cuts and dirt, her face pointed up eyes closed. Her hands remained behind her. Collins heard the truck pull up behind him and Malek approach at the same time.
"Damn." Malek couldnt believe his eyes.
The two men approached her slowly.. She lowered her head to her knees not caring anymore the game these people are playing this time.
Collins opened the blanket, Malek carefully moved one of the dumpsters over giving his friend more room. Collins wrapped the blanket around Creasie while softly reassuring her she was safe now. She didnt move her face back up nor acknowledge him as though she didnt trust it was really him...
Collins tried to lift her from the ground but her wrists and elbows were bound .. He moved to look closer... "Byan i need a set of cuff keys and a knife" they were passed out to him. He cut the rope Binding her elbows then removed to the cuffs. Tossing aside the objects Collins gently picked Creasie up noticing her attempt to hide her pain. once situated with everyone inside the vehicle with its dark windows Collins cradled Creasie facing him as if she were a child. She stayed curled up.
Nico from the drivers seat looked back his face turned to stone. "Get the gag out of her mouth boss" his russian accent thick showing his darkened mood at seeing Creasie's appearance. Malek removed it after a small struggle ...
Creasie kept the gag cloth clutched in her teeth .. She knew it was untied but her mind refused to believe the sounds around her to be real. The warm firm chest she was cradled against the vibration of his voice sounded familiar the smells in the vehicle too... She had squeezed her eyes shut when she was picked up and had yet to open them.
"Creasie?... Love please look at me.. We are not trying to trick you .. Its me , Collins.." Running his hand lightly over the right side of her swollen face. His low unique deep voice spoke again... "Pet open your eyes trust your eyes.. Look at me."
With a small shaky sigh she gritted her teeth harder into the material in her mouth... She opened or rather attempted to open her hazel-green eyes.. She was releaved to see Collins the real Collins...
Collins tugged at the dirty cloth in her mouth silently asking Creasie to give it to him.. Slowly the rag slipped thru her teeth. Her eyes never leaving Collins' eyes. Her hand managed to fist in his shirt as if to ensure he didnt disappear.
Collins threw the rag into the floor of the vehicle. His gentle yet firm hold on Creasie didnt falter. She didn't say anything she just silently cried. Running his hand along her face he guided her face back to his chest. "Rest Pet" placing a kiss to the top of her head Collins turned to Byan who wasnt driving..
"Call Doc. Have him meet us at the building. Have security in place. We will take her in the back way." He was calculated and determined. Byan nodded "doc is on his way there now.. But asked what he needs to bring??" "Tell him everything. We dont know what they've done" Malek answered. Bayn relayed the information.
Creasie had blacked out while Collins was giving orders and blissfully remained so.
The building in question came into view... On the less populated side of the city the group had found a large 4 story building in good repair. They had bought it...
The upper 2 levels are apartments and the office and their personal gym. The lower levels were being made into a club. They needed to make an income but wanted to ensure Creasie would be defended and safe.
They pulled into the garage.. As Collins climbed out with his precious cargo wrapped in the blanket, Nico placed a hand on his arm, " that blanket is bloody." Collins refused to panic.
"Lets get her upstairs then." He went to the elevator. Malek pressed the button. His men placed themselves around him.. Intending to protect Creasie.
Shane impatiently cursed the elevator for being slow. Malek placed a hand on his shoulder as the box stopped at the third floor. Creasie's fist tightened and pulled .. "Move lads!" He boomed.
Doc lead them to a room to the left.. "Lay her down we'll get started" Malek watched Collins attempt to lay her down. Creasie was immediately awake and latched onto Collins like a frightened monkey and shreaked "NO NO DRUGS NO NO MORE!!!" Straightening up he cooed to Creasie. Everyone patiently waited for her to calm.
"Creasie you know everyone here .. We'll not hurt you! Please let Doc take a look at you, your back is bleeding love. Think about it you have trusted your eyes so far... Trust me now.." He held her in one arm while petting her hair.
Her whimpering lessened and she spoke so quietly Collins almost didn't hear her.
"Please dont disappear again please!" Her eyes heavily closed Collins murmured to her he'd never leave her.
Shane moved a chair close to the bed side as Collins moved her to the bed and sat in the chair. Her fist never loosened from his shirt causing him to stay close to the bed.
Doc cut into the dirty oversized shirt. There was a shell of a woman before the men. A plain pair of panties. . cuts, scars, bruises all in plain view. "That doesnt explain the blood turn her over" Nico demanded. Collins shimmied out of his shirt. They moved her over to her stomach careful of her battered self.
"Bleedin' Christ!" Collins exclaimed. There were other statements of surprise among the men.
Her back was fully filleted laid open to the bone in some places from neck to buttocks. Some stripes went over a shoulder or beyond the back to the side or. Down a buttock. .. With out looking away Collins calmly stated "can you do anything Doc?" Also without looking from the now trembling form his answer was stiff "I'll do what's possible. Do you know any details behind the bruises, cuts, and ..... whatever... Any drugs given, it helps in treatment..." At the mention of drugs Creasie became agitated again and curled into a ball laying on her right side.
Collins petted her hair and gently hushed her. "I'll not leave you. Nor will the others. Your safe. Doc needs to know if they gave you drugs and if you know what they were... What caused all this damage Creasie??" He pleaded searching her eyes... He could always get lost in them...
Squeezing her eyes closed "Sodium pentothol.. mostly Dunno what else. Maybe chloroform... They were never informative. If they had it on hand they used it ... Whatever they could use .. The bruises and cuts..were done with lots of things." She flatly stated. Doc began cleaning her back.. Doc then inquired the hard question " did they rape you Creasie?" Collins and the others looked at Doc as if he dropped his brain onto the ground. Her response was in a dead tone "by any means available" ... Malek and Ryan took a very angry Shane out of the room.. Nico and Byan took a seat out of the way. Collins never moved from the chair he was in. Tears ran down her face while Collins pet her hair.. "Open your eyes Pet" he smiled at her obedience. "Good girl.. Doc is going to stitch what he can of your back.. You dont want anything right.." Creasie placsd her free hand on his full jaw, lightly running her fingers across it.. " no drugs please Sir no." "Okay" Collins nodded at Doc with a glance.
The process took two hours to sort out what could be sewn... Creasie didnt utter a sound. "Her skin needs further cleaning, fresh air, she needs antibiotics if you can get her to take them.. I need to get blood for labs." Collins nodded and focused on Creasie's face... " do we need to pin you down for doc to get what he needs?" " he will need an arterial vein, i was punished qbefore and you wont keep a vein for what Doc wants" the whisper was laced with exhaustion. "I'm too dehydrated. Dont mind the burn marks .. They arent as bad as they look."
"What burn marks?" Doc began looking closer... "Damn, look Collins." He pointed to very dirty angry looking burn marks on her upper inner thighs .. He looked further there were more all over.. The upper chest just below the collar bone, around her neck, her ankles her groin. "Can you get them cleaned?" "It's going to take more than one round of cleaning." Collins grabbed her hand. "This is going to hurt Baby Girl." "It's okay ive had worse" she answered trying to give a light answer. Collins decided to put caution in place..
"Come on lads .. Hold her down" as Doc and Collins moved her to her back. " I'll try the main vein in her upper arm..." Doc was disappointed he couldn't get the large vein. The percise scars along her body made him feel a sence of deja vu.. Disregarding it he had to move to the femoral artery in the thigh. Success.
Doc had his viles for the lab. He set to cleaning the burns. He dressed what could be dressed. "Get her clean and into lose clothes .. I'll get to you soon as i can get results" Doc turned and left once he was certain Creasie had no broken bones.
Creasie was wrapped in another blanket and carried by Byan this time.. The elevator took them up another floor... The doors opened... Creasie saw a an open living room and kitchen. 8 bedroom doors went around the walls... A large flat screen had cartoons on it. She squealed.. It had been months since she had seen anything besides pictuers of war zones... Creasie squirmed til Byan set her on her feet.. Creasie held to his arms a moment dizzy at the change.. Then moved to the couch, curling into it she laid her head on the arm and began to watch the tv and suck her thumb in her mouth....
The large men stood and watched Creasie look at the flat screen that showed Tom and Jerry cartons .... "I'll get her a shower going, Byan get her some lose clothes, Ryan see if you can come up with some broth " the group moved about to do different things about the apartment. Collins moved towards Creasie... Her eyes locked to his..."time to cleanup Pet... Want me to carry you?" He sat on the coffee table... She looked away and took her thumb from her mouth. Creasie nodded.
The shower was interesting in that Creasie kept playing with the soap and water like a kid... Finally Collins determined she would only play if he didn't join her and make her get clean. Considering her behavior from when they got off the elevator til now he kept on his boxers. And contemplated her behavior. 'The shower door startled her. Her wide eyes eased their frightened look as Creasie saw it to be Collins. Creasie showed him her hands soap bubbles abundantly sliding about. Her smile genuinely showed child like happiness at the bubbles appearance. He approached her. The shower was built to easily fit 10 very large bulky men. There were multiple shower heads and Creasie took advantage of the shower size to play in the bubbles for they were everywhere. "Time to get clean love." She dropped the smile and bit her lip. " 'Kay, but then can i play in the bubbles?" Her expression had him wondering if Creasie was a little at times... "Maybe tomorrow if your good Doc said to get you clean not that you could spend alot of time playing in water... " she began to pout "but I'll ask him about it if your a good girl" Creasie smiled again and nodded ...'Could she be more than an occasional submissive?' The question echoed in his head. She moved to him and leaned into his chest, soap be damned. "Your really real."she mumbled. Collins circled his arms around Creasie. "Why continue to question your eyes?" He asked hoping it was the right inquiry..
"He always kept saying you would never have me back. That the military gave me to him." She looked at him. "Who are you talking about?" He wasnt sure he wanted to know right now. "The CIA agents and Martinez." Collins stiffened..
.. Once he had her clean Collins stepped out to find Nico with dry clothes for both of them... Quickly he threw his wet boxers into the tub to tend later and dried off and dressed... Nico got Creasie out of the shower with promise of more cartoons. She stood now dry and looked fearful at the large t shirt Collins was handing Nico.. in a small voice she pleaded "i was good please don't send me back... I dont want to go. " her eyes raised to Nico and Collins then back at the t shirt. Tears slid down her face.
Nico stopped... Realizing her fear was directed at the shirt. "They made you wear large t-shirts when they would hurt you didn't they little one?" He gently moved her to look at him his hand guiding her chin. tears streamed down her cheeks. Creasie nodded. " use your words Pet" Nico saw the need for a firm hand. "Yes Sir" his grey eyes showed her kindness. Looking past her at Collins who understood the situation left the bathroom... Nico got Creasie into some clean panties and wrapped her in a fluffy towel lifting her into his arms carried her out of the massive bathroom they all shared.
In the living room again Byan had a bowl of broth and some crackers and watered juice at the table. Once sat before the soup she pouted... "But its not eating day..." She protested. Nico caught on... "It is now. New place new rules, understand ?" Creasie chewed her lip... Nodding she ate half the soup and 4 crackers drank half the juice...
They didn't argue since they didnt know all the details of the past 8 months.
Collins emerged from a room with a triumphant look on his face... "Im glad Shane's sister stays here at times but we might want to see if she'd make it permanent." Stopping next to Creasie he took her towel and quickly put a lose spaghetti strap cotton top on her that went to the top of her thighs. "Can i watch cartoons now please?" She asked rubbing her eyes. The three men nodded ..
With the table cleared and Creasie curled up watching cartoons. The men convened at the table.
"I think she's become a full submissive with tendency at little head space" Collins was serious. Nico and Byan agreed... They filled in the guys to the behavior they saw. "We are Dom's, except Malek, Shane, Ryan but even you three are Dom enough to help deal with the situation ... Question is. Can we share? She has responded to several of us at different times no hesitation... I think its going to take us all to get her to an OK place. And to keep her there. General rules and safe words apply and we can make more as we go." They all nodded or voiced agreements. "Shane ask your sister to move into the spare room.. Half her shit is here any way and she is a switch and would fit in fine... It would be good for Creasie too." Nico stated. "I'll call her." Shane left the table.
"I have figured out what type of club to make the lower levels." Collins looked around. Byan finished the statement "a BDSM club.... Would have to be exclusive and really strict!" The others gave their agreement.
Collins and the guys had dinner and got Creasie to some eat more then coaxed her to bed... But she persisted the guys joined her till she fell asleep. She got Collins and Nico to agree.
The bed was twice the size of a king sized bed... Creasie sat in the middle.. Rubbing her eyes again with her fist. They were all trying to get her to lay down when Shane thought of an idea.. He produced a teddy bear from his sister's stuff. " this belongs to my sister so its only a loan til we go shopping, understand Creasie?" Wide eyed she nodded accepting the bear gently as though it were to poof from sight.
She allowed Nico and Collins to tuck her under the covers in the center of the bed and each took one side of her. Nico was to her right and Collins to her left... Creasie rolled to her sore stomach and angled some onto her left side but still was on her stomach. Shane had combed her hair out till it was dry eariler .. Collins was able to get her to take the antibiotics left by Doc.
Shane turned out the light and closed the door all in one move. The sudden darkness had Creasie standing and screaming like a banchee. Clutching the bear for all it was worth Creasie was in a corner of the large room. Nico and Collins turned on the bedside lamps while the others had entered the room armed ... All surveyed the room all eyes landing on a tearful, frightened Creasie. Collins stayed in place on the left side of the bedand let Nico approach her.. He did so with hands up in defense as if she were a wild animal...
" what frightened you sweetie?" He asked gently. "Look at me Creasie.." He used a furmer tone causing her to obey.
"The dark... It was so dark... Please do you have a night light?" She lowered her gaze and clutched the teddy. "So dark" her voice held such a heavy fear they all felt it...
Shane spoke... "I'll look in my sister's stuff .. If i dont find one we can leave on the closet light pulling the door some.. And I'll go buy one tomorrow either way. Just a minute" he left the room.
The others eased out of the room leaving Nico and Collins with Creasie coaxing her back to bed... Once settled in her place on the bed, Collins lifted her top and made sure the stitches Doc put in place were intact. Replacing her top Collins urged her under the covers with the bear and he and Nico settled close enough to her she could reach for them. Shane good to his word returned with a snoopy night light. Resting herself fully on her stomach Creasie lay awake greatful for the night light.
Creasie made her way closer to Collins who was flat on his back arms crossed behind his head, chest bare ... Collins' amusement showed as he and Nico looked at each other. Collins met her halfway... She climbed across his chest and managed to somehow pull Nico with her. He stopped just as Creasie entangled her legs with his own he settled alongside Collins' placing his arm across Creasie's waist. Collins right arm paralleled Nico's arm .. Both men used to finding comfort in any of the group's arms. They all weren't necessarily gay.. But not quite straight either... Collins looked down and saw Creasie's face with her fist curled up and thumb stuck firmly in her mouth. The teddy bear gripped in her right hand at his waist.. In minutes she was asleep... Nico started to shift and she whimpered abruptly halting his movements. She didn't wake up though..
" give it a little longer an try to shift again Nico" he nodded at Collins suggestion. A few hours later Nico managed to get onto his back and drifted to sleep. Collins stayed up an hour longer watching afraid to close his eyes .. Afraid she would vanish..
