Tuesday (Continued)
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
It was 6:30am Tuesday morning. Far too early to be getting up.
The door swung open. "Can I help you?" asked Danielle, having opened her front door, now looking at a male figure standing in the doorway. She was dressed in only her dressing gown that she clasped tightly to keep herself covered. She was tired and it was too early for her, but still, she managed to look radiant. This man certainly noticed.
"Erm. Sorry to get you up, Danielle, but I am really concerned about Martin. I am due to go up north today at 9am so I figured it was best to see you before I go. I had to come over."
Danielle looked back at him, without replying. She knew exactly where Martin was. Martin was where she and Catherine had put him.
"No one has seen or heard from him since he left that note to say he was going on extended leave. And it is just not like him, Danielle" he continued, clearly concerned for his friend's welfare. Steve had been Martin's friend through school and university. They had been though thick and thin together, which was why it surprised him that Martin had not told him he was going away for a while.
"Look, Steve," Martin is a full-grown man. I am sure he can take care of himself. Would you like a cup of coffee? I certainly need one -- it's too early," Danielle noted.
She casually walked away from the door with Steve now following her inside, closing it behind him.
"I just think...," Steve continued, "... that it is not like Martin to just up sticks like that. What is he thinking? Surely, he knows people would be concerned about him?"
"Black or White?" Danielle asked, regarding the coffee, ignoring Steve's comment.
"I'm.... I'm fine." Steve replied. Danielle turned back around to continue making a coffee for herself.
"Did he say anything to you the last time you saw him? Did he sound ok?"
Before she could reply, the door to the living/kitchen area opened and Catherine appeared, also half awake, wearing her dressing gown.
"Oh, I thought I heard talking. Hi Steve," she said smiling. "How are you?" Catherine had always liked Steve. He was a handsome guy, well built. She had seen him shirtless once and was quite turned on by it.
"Hi Catherine," Steve replied. "I'm good, but a bit concerned about Martin to be honest. He has gone missing. I am just trying to figure out ... "
"He is hardly missing. He has gone on holiday; a vacation," Danielle jumped in, knowing that Steve's question may cause Catherine some concern. She couldn't afford to let Steve suspect that they knew something. She knew Catherine and she knew that she would start to feel discomfort. She felt protective of her little sister.
Catherine was indeed feeling discomfort at someone asking about Martin. But it was more than that. Because Catherine had noticed that sitting on the living room table was the ipad they were using to select the punishments for Martin. It had certainly locked itself overnight and the screen was dark. But underneath were papers where they had made some written notes. They had enjoyed talking the evening before about their upcoming visit to see Martin. And they wanted to enjoy the day and see him takes some punishments. They made some notes together last evening near a warm fire whilst sipping a glass of wine on what they may want him to have to do. All the while knowing that Martin was at that moment locked in his cell. And they knew this for sure as they had the livestream on the ipad. They had just watched Warden lock Martin's cock in chastity and the girls got so giddy at him now being trapped in that device. Martin, of all guys. To have his cock locked like that. And a woman take the key away and leave him in that state. It drove them wild as they sipped their wine together. Locked in a device and locked in his miserable cell while they sit here cosy by a fire and drink wine. They also knew that Martin didn't know why he was there or who put him there. And it gave them a sense of enjoyment at the frustration Martin was displaying, gasping for answers. The Warden was clearly enjoying it too, giving him only snippets. Warden would not reveal it until the client wished it. Their upcoming visit was going to give Martin the shock of his life, no doubt.
Last night, they were so relaxed, and placed the ipad and notes down without a care in the world. But now it was of concern. Steve was hovering, walking back and forth nearby as he was continuing to talk about Martin. If he looked down, he might see something. She had to get him away from that area. She wasn't sure if Danielle had realised the notes were there. She was so desperate to signal her.
"Steve, when did Martin say he would be back?" Danielle asked, already knowing the answer written on the note that had been left. A note that was not written by Martin at all.
"He wasn't specific. He just said he had to get away for a while and do some travelling and he would be in touch"
"Well then," Danielle replied, "Nothing to worry about. I'm sure we will hear from him soon."
Steve walked toward the table area whilst thinking about his response. Instinctively Catherine moved over to that area, but now getting very close to Steve, who seemed startled at her getting closer than one would expect.
"Steve, that is a nice coat you are wearing. Do you mind if I feel the material?" Catherine said, making up an excuse for her presence.
Danielle looked across, knowing that something was up, but had not worked out what it was. Then she glanced down and saw the ipad and notes. For a second her heart skipped a beat, but then she realised that Catherine had him distracted. So she moved towards him too.
"Yes, I like that too." She positioned herself behind Steve. "Steve, turn around and show the back to Catherine," Danielle requested. As he did this, she took the front of the coat in her hands as if to examine it, but really just to stop Steve turning back around. Catherine, sensing an opportunity, grabbed the ipad and notes and headed for the bedroom and casually said,
