[Fiction] YES, SIR - by PacifierGirl

[PacifierGirl]

Okay, so I've had this idea brewing in my head for a couple of weeks now and I really wasn't sure if I wanted to post it or not because I'm not convinced that it fits in with 99% of the stories here. While most stories here are pretty easy "jerk off" material, this might be a little bit heavy for that - trying to be more of a story than porn, so if that's not your thing - I'm sorry! :c I have another idea for a lighter story that I might put in to writing after I've finished my exams in the coming months but for now, I just want to get this on to paper.

To clarify, it will be quite heavily kink based and some people will definitely find it matches their fantasies and might get off on it but I hope that others can enjoy it for the story and wanting to find out what happens next.

Fictional place names are being used for this story.

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

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Prologue

It had probably been the hardest month of Marie's life. The middle aged woman sat in the living room of a house filled with ghosts, just perched on her armchair, sitting in silence wondering what conversations were filling the room in an alternative reality where none of this mess had ever happened.

She'd been trying not to cry. She'd been trying not to let this ruin her life. She'd been trying not to blame herself. Three more failures on top of the ones that you already hated herself for. It had been a whole month and she still couldn't hold herself together. This is all your fault, the voices spoke in her head, You've done this. It doesn't matter what the police say or what anybody else says. You did this.

She looked on, blankly, towards the empty TV screen, picturing a better life playing on it. She was used to being alone, her daughter never joined her in the evenings, she would up in her room doing schoolwork and talking to her friends but this wasn't like any other day. There was no Sadie in her bedroom upstairs. The house was empty and no matter how hard she tried, Marie couldn't stop thinking about it.

A ring in the air startled her as the house phone on the coffee table, in front of her, vibrated with heavy force. She paused for a second, questioning if she should answer it. Pretend that nothing was happening but there was only one thought in her head as she picked up the phone.

"Hello?" her voice a shell of it's former self, breaking at every syllable, the tears clear in her eyes.

The voice that spoke back to her nearly caused the older woman to drop the phone in shock but an inner part of her held on. The stronger part of her.

"I'm in Castleholme..." the voice on the other side of the phone whimpered, "Help me, please..."

Marie couldn't speak. She felt her vocal chords freeze up as her eyes filled with tears again. There was so much she wanted to say but the words were jamming themselves in her throat.

The phone clicked dead and ended the moment as quickly as it started.

After a minute of standing aghast, the old woman finally managed to get a word out. "Sadie..."

Marie couldn't remember the last time that she ran, but she was out to her car before her brain could even process the thought. It was dark outside, she rarely left the house anymore, let alone at this time. She was tired before but now she was awake on adrenaline.

Castleholme was a small village, about an hour away but she could make it in 30 minutes at this time, if she tried hard enough. This was her chance to redeem herself and save everything. Everything was going to be okay, she'd found Sadie. It would take a while for them to readjust but they were going to be fine, it was all smooth sailing from here...

Little did she realise, the chase had only just begun.

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Hope I've managed to intrigue you with this prologue. d:

The first real chapter is going to be significantly more "kinky", don't you worry. Feel free to leave theories and ideas for what you think is happening. If I had to give the story a genre, it would probably fall under the mystery type.

Hope you enjoy! ^-^

[PacifierGirl]

Chapter One

The night had only grown darker as the car sloshed it's way through the mud and the puddles of the country roads. Marie's face was a strange combination of determination and anxiousness. The more she thought about the phone-call, the more that she felt something was off about it. Why had Sadie hung up on her? Where was she going, exactly?

She should've called the police. They would've wanted to know if the investigation had a new lead. They needed to know! But if Sadie had needed the police, why would she call her and not them? She wasn't a stupid girl, she'd know how to handle herself in an emergency. The most likely explanation in her mind was that Sadie had tried to run away from the city life and find herself a new start, perhaps with another boy, but now had some financial issues.

"The signal probably cut her off," she reassured herself, startling herself when the words came out of her mouth. "Nothing is wrong."

If she believed what she was saying, it did not show in her driving as the accelerator pedal was pressed firmly against the floor of the car as the hedges spun beside her like a portal of black leaves.

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ONE MONTH EARLIER.

Swinging her door open, Sadie threw herself in to her room and on to her bed. It had been a rough day, a very rough day. More arguments with her friends and she was well and truly done with it all. She shook her head frantically, hoping that it would throw the bad thoughts away but they clung on to the inner-workings of her brain.

It was jealousy. She knew fine well that it was jealousy that she was feeling, sick of all of her friends finding amazing boyfriends while she was all on her lonesome. She was sick of them planning things to do with their partners while she was left alone, sat in her room doing nothing at all. In a huff, she threw a lamp from her desk, on the ground with a bang. Her mother wasn't home, she wouldn't be home for another hour. Another hour of being alone followed by even more hours of being alone.

So she sat, glued to her computer screen - reading through people's Facebook profiles and wishing she was them. Looking through Reddit and other communities, trying to find something interesting to keep her entertained for a while.

She wasn't sure quite how she stumbled upon it but it wasn't too long before she found herself on a new website. "getDare" seemed like a perfectly innocent website to Sadie at first, but the deeper she delved, the darker it seemed to be but the darker it got, the more interesting she found it.

After a few minutes of trawling her way through various threads and lurking around in conversations, she finally decided that she would join the fun. She had a bit of a kinky side. She was aware of that, already. What she wasn't sure of, however, was if she was this kinky. Some of the site looked ridiculous to her - people doing all sorts of crazy stuff, allegedly. Hundreds and thousands of spanks, people wearing baby diapers and people doing all sorts of horrific public stuff. That stuff didn't appeal to her at all.

She was more interested in a bit of mild domination. Being slightly controlled and roughed up, during sex. That was about all that interested her.

"luvlySadie" was her go-to name for everything and she figured; why not use it here, too?

After just a few more minutes, her profile had been constructed - complete with things that she thought she might like and things she definitely did not want to do. She decided to upload her Facebook profile picture as her avatar, too, since she didn't really have many good photos of herself.

After proceeding to spend the next hour clicking through threads, trying to find something that interested her - she eventually resigned and headed downstairs to help her mother put the shopping away, that she had brought home from work.

When she returned to the computer, she was greeted with a private message from a "Daddy_David_1996".

Subject: "Welcome!"
Hi there, are you new?
Spotted on your profile on the browsing list and thought I'd say hi! I'm David (:
What are you looking for on here?

Sadie smiled. Some attention! Without hesitation, she started writing back - telling him that she was here just for some fun and that she was, indeed, new. After another two minutes, he had replied again.

Subject: Re: "Welcome!"
That's cool! You should download Kik, it's much quicker to chat than on here! Add me, my name's the same on here!

She didn't even think about anything, she just did as she was told and started downloading the app on her phone. She had exchanged two messages but she already felt less lonely, someone wanted to talk to her!

Sadie: Hey!
David is now chatting with you.
David: Hey, princess!

When she looked back on that moment, she should've realised the slight twinge of doubt when he said "princess". Something seemed off about it but at the time, it didn't phase her.

David: Is that you in your GD picture?
Sadie: Yep.
David: You're really pretty. ^^ I would love to have you as my little slave girl.

That was one of the moments that would change Sadie's life. It wasn't the "no backing down" moment. That would come later but every crisis could have been averted if she had just realised that this guy was being creepy.

She did realise he was being creepy.

But loneliness is a powerful emotion.

Sadie: Okay. What would that involve?
David: You'll treat me with great pictures of your body. You might complete little tasks for me, to keep me entertained.
Sadie: Sounds fine by me.
David: Eventually, I'd like for us to meet up, if possible.

It had been about ten messages and things kept escalating and the more Sadie looked back on it, the more she hated herself for never saying "no". For never just turning around and walking away.

Sadie: Sure.
Sadie: Where do you live?
David: It's a small village so a bit out of the way. It's called Castleholme.

[PacifierGirl]

Chapter Two

Marie had hoped that as soon as she arrived in Castleholme, everything would sort itself out. She'd find something straight away that would lead her directly to Sadie, she would get in the car and they would go home and have a happy life. Yet, she pulled in to the village to find nothing but empty streets, barely lit by the dim streetlights that hung above them.

This whole escapade was not going as smoothly as she had hoped. She felt her eyes, beneath her spectacles tremble slightly as if they were about to shed tears but she stopped herself. You're closer than you were an hour ago, she thought, she's alive!

Some luck finally seemed to come her way as she saw the first living soul in Castleholme, sitting on a street corner. She nervously pulled her car up beside the figure and rolled down her window. It was a man, younger than Marie but definitely not a child anymore. From what she could see in the streetlight, he looked rough - a bruised face, half-shaven beard and just a general look of complete chaos on his face.

"Excuse me?" she asked, her voice sounding stronger in her head than it did in the feeble reality, "Do you know a girl called Sadie? She might have come here about a month ago?"

The man took a while to respond, instead choosing to take a swig from an unlabelled bottle he had by his side. Marie felt like he wasn't going to reply to her question but after the initial hesitation, he responded - his voice a slur in the night. "Yah, I know 'er," it almost seemed cruel the way he said it, "Whole town knows 'er."

Another pause. "Where can I find her?" Marie responded, not even sounding steady in her own head.

The man snapped immediately, "Was I finished speaking?" He took another swig from his bottle and let out a burp, making sure that it went right in to Marie's face. It stunk of alcohol, cigarettes and general nastiness and she recoiled at it immediately, receiving a chuckle from the thug in response.

"She tha life of the Castleholme party, she is, best night outs are wi' 'er. Whole town is loving 'er," he grinned. Another swig. "can tell ya where she at..." Another swig. "But 'll cost ya."

Marie scoffed, suddenly gaining confidence. "Oh, please. This girl is missing - I don't need to pay you anything, the police can get it out of you."

The man took another swig. "Am not stupid, dearie." He chuckled, "There's ready a reason ya dinnae wanna to get the police involved, in't thar? O'wise dey'd be here already, am I reet?"

Marie didn't make eye contact and the man chuckled. "What do you want?" she said, her slightly more posh accent making her feel even more vulnerable compared to the thick accent presented by the thuggish brute.

"Just a blowie, m'dear," he snickered.

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Going to try to post a chapter a day so chapter length might suffer but I think this is the best option. ^-^ Let me know a few things!
1) If you're enjoying the story so far.
2) What you think is going on, any theories, etc.
Hope you're enjoying! (: