Jack wasn't sure what kind of surprise his partner, Austin Rhodes, had in store for him after their shift ended that evening. He never should have agreed to go along with whatever Austin had planned.
Jack Morgan didn't much care for surprises, and Austin had been tight-lipped all day, answering all of Jack's inquiries with, "Trust me, you'll like this surprise!"
Now their shift was over, and Jack was beat. Another tough day at the third precinct. Being a detective had few rewards and many, many drawbacks. Dealing with the scum of the earth wore Jack out more days that not. All he really wanted to do now was to go home to his apartment, pop the top on a cold beer, and spend the evening relaxing in front of the tube.
"Listen buddy, I'm really wrung out," Jack said. "How about we put off this little surprise of yours for another night?"
"No way! You promised," Austin replied with a stubborn set of his jaw. Jack knew that look, and he knew that his partner of seven years wasn't going to let him off the hook.
With a sigh, Jack relented. "Okay, okay. But can we please at least drop the surprise crap and you tell me what you have planned? You know how much I fucking hate surprises."
"You really need to lighten up, Jack. But all right, I'll fill you in on the drive. Let's get moving, we're expected by 10:30." Austin's blue eyes were filled with mischief and Jack knew that if nothing else, whatever happened would not be dull.
They climbed into Austin's Blazer, and as soon as they were rolling Jack looked at Austin expectantly. "Well, let's hear it. I wanna know where you're taking me, and for what."
Austin grinned wickedly at him. "My friend, I'm taking you to re-introduce you to something that's been missing in your life for far too long. We're going to pay a visit to Angela Templeton."
Jack's jaw dropped in surprise. He immediately knew what his partner had planned, and despite his shock he felt his groin tighten pleasantly in response.
Jack tried to formulate an objection, but he just sputtered. "But, but..."
"No buts, buddy boy. I know damn well you were as attracted to the lovely little subbie as I was. Admit it, you were sitting there with a huge boner the whole time we were questioning her. You've been out of commission for way too long moping over your break-up with that bitch, Ellie. Time to quit denying what you are and get back in the saddle, Jack." Austin's tone was light, but he was serious. He really thought this is what Jack needed.
Austin watched his partner as he mulled it over. He hated pushing Jack along like this, but his partner had been so depressed and damn near reclusive since he'd broken up with his girlfriend three months before. Austin was sure that with one taste of the old life, the life he had before Ellie, then he would be just fine. Jack just needed to experience the pleasure of dominating a submissive woman again.
Jack sat in silence, and he recalled the first time that he and Austin had met Angela Templeton. They were newly assigned to investigate the unsolved murder of Angela's estranged husband, Randall Templeton. Even though she was not a suspect and had been questioned by the original detectives on the case, they wanted to re-interview her hoping for new insights into the dead-end case. She had readily agreed, and offered to stop by the station on her lunch break from work. They were both most interested in meeting her...the case file indicated that she and her ex-husband had been into BDSM, and that she was the submissive one.
When she was shown into the interrogation room by a patrolman, they were both momentarily struck dumb by her outward beauty. Angela was petite, standing only five-two, and slender. Not so slender that she lacked curves, though. She had full breasts for such a small woman, and her hips were nicely flared. She had raven black hair, stylishly cut, framing a lovely, delicate face. She had skin like fine porcelain, creamy white, which made her wide dark eyes all the more startling. Beneath her straight, perfectly formed nose, her lips were full and sensuous.
Austin had been the first to speak. "Please take a seat, Mrs. Templeton. I am detective Rhodes, and this is detective Morgan. We'll try to make this process as painless as possible and get you on your way as soon as we can."
The woman sat demurely in the single chair on the opposite side of the table. She folded her hands together and waited, looking neither man directly in the eye. As of yet she had not spoken a single word, and apparently didn't intend to say anything on her own.
Jack and Austin began their questioning, and in a soft, breathy voice Angela filled them in on the details of her marriage to Randall and their subsequent divorce. She candidly told them that their relationship had begun as a consensual D/s relationship, but had turned into nothing short of sadistic abuse soon after they were married.
She told them that he simply stopped respecting her limits or honoring her safewords. He became cruel and delighted in hurting her. She related one incident when he had tightly bound her, and had mercilessly carved his initials into the soft skin of her breast with the sharp point of a knife. As his cruelty grew, she knew she had to get away from him before he crippled or killed her.
Angela told them that the divorce had been final three years ago, and although he had tried to see her several times after that, she had never spoken to him again. She had gone so far as to hire a body guard for a time to make sure Randall never got near her again.
"I've only recently begun searching for a new Master," she said. "It took me this long to get over the fear of the same thing happening again."
As she spoke, Jack had the irrational thought that he wished Templeton wasn't dead so he could beat the fake Master's ass. The dark look on Austin's face reflected that he felt the same way. Jack had the urge to put his arms around Angela, to comfort her and to protect her. And the Dom inside him wanted to do so much more than that, but he quickly pushed the thoughts away.
Austin asked her, "Did you hear of what he was doing or who he was with after that?"
"I heard that he had collared another sub, and that they were living together somewhere on the west side. But that was two years ago, and I haven't heard anything since," she replied.
"Do you know of any enemies your former husband had, or anyone who would have a reason to kill him?" Jack asked.
"I don't know of anyone specifically, but I wouldn't be surprised if it turned out that some fed up submissive did him in. If he treated others like he did me, he may have run across one who wanted more than to get away like I did, who wanted revenge. Or maybe it could have even been a male relative of someone he abused. I really don't know though. Those are just theories."
They ended the interview and thanked Angela for her forthrightness, and wished her well. Both Jack and Austin liked her immensely. Austin had suggested that Jack should pursue her, but he just shook his head. He hadn't dominated anyone since before Ellie, and he just wasn't sure if he was up to it yet.
"Well, if you won't give it a try, then maybe I will," Austin told him. Jack felt a momentary twinge of jealousy. Austin already had two collared subs and here he was sniffing around Angela.
He immediately felt bad about his rotten thoughts, and he pushed them away with a tired sigh. Jack knew Austin was a good Dom and that Angela would be safe in his hands, so he told him to go for it.
Apparently he had done just that. Now, he looked over at Austin sitting behind the wheel of the SUV and asked, "Have you collared her?"
"Nope. We've had a few sessions, and she's great. Submissive to the core. But she's just not right for me. I think she'd be perfect for you though, and she's interested in you. Tonight though, we are both going to fulfill a little fantasy of hers. She wants to be with both of us, and she wants to be fucked in her pussy and her ass at the same time. I'll serve as Master since I already know her limits. You game? I brought you this far but obviously it's up to you."
