The morning birds were better than any alarm clock.
All night long Candi had laid in her bed with the curtain open. Her room faced the new neighbors home. Knowing very little about them other than the names Gunner and Hush , Master and Slave/Pet. After finding Hush suspended in Gunner's yard by thick ropes and gagged she stressed even more. As much as she adored her own newfound slavery she had no idea that this type of thing ever happened in the lifestyle.
She wished that she had noticed Hush's predicament before Damian had called last night. She could have let him in on things. This really troubled her.
Stirring in her bed she crawls over to the window in hopes to hear the creaking of the tree branch that held the limp Hush. Nothing. Finally, she races downstairs and into her backyard. Her lawn chair was still along the fence. Hurrying to the chair she climbed up and pulled herself the rest of the way up. Peering over the fence she sighed with relief. Hush was no longer left dangling. Gunner must have released her and brought her inside.
Why had Gunner done that to Hush? Was she being punished?
Frowning, she drops back down and leans against the fence. Hearing children playing made her realize that she needed to get inside before she was caught in the nude.
Spooked to a degree she kept a watchful eye from her home. Even if it were just to catch a glimpse of poor Hush from upstairs. She just needed to know that she was alright.
Knowing her work day was just beginning she broke her emotions away long enough to shower and get dressed. While brushing her teeth she glared out her bedroom window yet again. This time she caught motion through the curtains of Gunner's balcony door. It was Gunner himself. He appeared to be edgy.
Dressing in a short light grey mini dress she decides to make a bold move. Obtaining her cell she calls her Brother-in-law, Kevin Palmer. After three rings he picks up.
"Kevin? I need a favor. How fast can you get over here?"
Fifteen minutes later Kevin arrives out front and barges through the front door. He had a concerned look.
"What's going on? You sounded stressed."
Candi stood propped against the stair bannister as she puts her pumps on her feet.
"You remember the girl next door?"
Kevin flares his gaze, "Hell yes. She's hot as hell. Why? Does she like me?"
Candi frowns, "Stop right there. I'm not playing matchmaker. Her man Gunner would kill you if you tried anything without his approval. You know that he owns Hush just like your Brother owns me."
"Yeah. Yeah. Why am I here?"
"Last night I found Hush tied up and suspended from that big oak tree next to our fence. She seemed alright when I approached her. Not even afraid really. Regardless I worry about her. I can't help myself. I'm going next door to talk to Gunner. I need you to stay in my bedroom and watch the upstairs for any signs of her. If you see her show her the big message I wrote in marker on an art pad. Marker is next to it. If you need to ask her anything about her safety write it and show her."
"She doesn't talk. I don't know sign language."
"It's called Charades, Kevin. She will find a way to reply. I'm just going to keep Gunner busy. Maybe I can find out something more about the lifestyle. If I don't offend him again."
Kevin shakes his head, "Be careful."
"That's why you're here. If I don't come back in thirty minutes dial 911 and get Dale or Phil to stop by. Fill them in."
"Gotcha. Hey I thought Damian told you no clothing in the house."
"Right now I'm disobeying. I can't think about anything but Hush. Damian will have to punish me later."
She turns in step and heads for the back door.
Kevin darted upstairs to get ready.
Outside, Candace shuffled through her back yard until it met the sidewalk. She then moved around her fence to reach Gunner's home. At the bottom of his porch steps she stops to take a deep breath. Tugging at her hem she tried to be appropriate. It wasn't easy considering the oval cleavage window on her dress. Most of her breasts were visible.
Stepping up to the front door she rings the doorbell.
Nothing at first. She persisted until she notices a blind pull aside from the picture window next to the door.
A moment later Gunner opened his door at an angle to squint against the morning sun.
"Hey Gunner. Can I have a word with you?"
He growls and shakes his head, "About what?"
"I apologized awhile back. You know I never meant to offend you. My Master ordered me to come face you in person and apologize appropriately. So here I am." She lied obviously. Damian had said no such thing.
"Look Kid. I don't really care. I better things to worry about."
"Right. Hush. How is she?" She attempts to look behind him.
"She's upstairs. Cleaning her room."
"Can I at least say Hi to her?"
"Busy."
Candi decides to take a stand.
"Okay. Look. You hate me already so I might as well make matters worse. I saw how you treated Hush last night. Tied to a tree like a swing. Pissing on her from your balcony. That's inhumane, Gunner."
He stares at her with a glint of respect suddenly.
"As her Master I do with her as I please. She just needs to know who's Boss sometimes."
"I would have assumed that was ingrained in her already. She seems very obedient."
"Has her moments. Just like you do obviously. We both know your ole Man didn't send you here to apologize. You're being nosey. Protective of a girl you don't even know. All good."
Candi fidgets, "Do you ever work? I thought you were a Mechanic."
"Living off some money I saved for now. I'll build up clients soon enough."
She has a sudden inspiration that makes her smile.
"Brain storm. Can I offer you a job?"
"Job?" He creases his brow.
"My Hus--Master owns a vintage Army Jeep. It's not running. It might be a nice surprise if I had it fixed for when he comes home in a few weeks. Can I talk you into that?"
He scratches his unshaven beard. The thought appealed to him. For his own motives.
"I'll think on that."
She smiles brightly, "It might get you out of the house some. Exercise. I can pay you."
He nods in thought, "No money except for parts. You order what I write down and get them. Neighborly thing to do."
"So sweet of you. Maybe you don't have a heart of stone after all."
He chuckles faintly, "You don't know me Kid."
"I'm trying too." She winks.
"Safer you don't. But, I'll take a look at his Jeep when I'm ready."
"Thank you. I work until 7:00 tonight. Feel free to check it out while I'm gone. Garage is unlocked."
"We'll see."
"Oh. Another idea I had. Totally up to you. Again, I'm not trying to offend. I just opened up a Massage Parlor at the Fitness Center I work at. You two are welcome to stop by and I'll give you both a free massage. For that matter I can employ Hush for a few hours a day if you want to give her something to do. Cash under the table."
He sneers at her then eases the door shut. He had heard enough.
Jaw drooping Candi whines.
"I thought I softened him up." She pouted in thought.
Heading back home she darted upstairs to spot Kevin looking at his cell.
"Really? I gave you a mission."
"Mission completed. She stepped out into the open doorway after I showed her your note. She looked scared. Here, I recorded her sign language on my cell. I've been watching it. She's freaking sexy as hell."
Candi rolls her eyes and snatches his cell away to view the video.
Hush looked fearful of her surroundings and being caught. Yet after reading the note she rapidly answered as best she could. Candi knew she would need to seek help in understanding what she was saying. As the video ended Candace looked across the yard to see no movement.
"Who do we know that might know Sign Language?" She directs toward Kevin sitting beside her on the bed.
"I'll ask around at School. Speaking of which I'm way late."
"Right. Thanks for helping."
"No problem. Just a suggestion, but you do have exterior cameras now. I can crawl out on the roof and train a camera on that balcony. In case we ever need to provide evidence of anything bad."
"Not a terrible idea. I'll consider it later. Send that video to my cell in case I run into anybody who can decipher it."
He stands up and claims his phone to forward it. "Sent. You wearing that dress to work?"
She puckers in thought looking down at her cleavage. Her nipples perky beneath the thin gray material.
"Sure. Why not. I'll take a clean bikini with me to change into while I'm massaging. The dress I don't want to get ruined. It's too cute."
Kevin nods his approval and hugs her before heading off to school.
She goes to her dresser and locates an orange G-string bikini.
"I can be a Dreamsicle."
Tucking the bikini in her shoulder purse she leaves her home and begins her journey to work. The walk in the sun dried her hair even more than it had been since her shower. As ever she was the center of attention all the way to work. Her dress came in handy this time as she realized school must have been out for the younger children. Kids were in their yards playing. The bikini might have stirred up unwanted aggravation. Parents were always eying her as she wore her bikini's to work. Yet not one complaint that she had heard about. Thus far.
Reaching the Fitness Center Candi entered taking her sunglasses off to adjust to the dimmer atmosphere. She frowned at the vacant front counter.
"Still no Rodney. That boy needs to call me."
Mark Sterling, her boss lumbered through sipping coffee from a mug. Spotting her he eyes her with a strange glare.
"Most I've seen you wear in weeks. Dress looks nice."
"Thanks. It comes off when my customers arrive."
"Always does. Dad stayed home today. Not feeling so well he says."
"Good. He's always in my way." She kept the rest to herself. She knew it was due for Earl to demand something sexually from her. A minor reprieve at best. Stepping away from Mark she heads to her parlor and unlocks the door. Entering she preps oils in a microwave and presents fresh linen over her massaging table. Her first client was due to arrive shortly. In the meantime she chose to go grab a cup of coffee two sugars.
Strolling about waving to the local members working out primarily on cardio at this point., she flashes a smile and her ass cheeks at them. She was greeted with numerous nods of pleasure. Each of them had seen her more than once or twice.
Ten minutes pass by when her client enters the Center. Checking in with Mark he points for him to go on in. Candi smiled from across the room.
Approaching her was Kevin's Football Coach. They had met at Kevin's game against the Condor's. "Dan Waylon" had coached her Husband Damian years ago. He chuckled as he reached her, "What? No Husky Costume to chase your tail with?"
"Be nice Coach Waylon. Or I won't let you wag your tail at me. We all know dogs love a pretty girl."
"Touché. How's business? Kevin says you're off to a good start."
She cradles his arm leading him into her enclosed Parlor, "Now we're on my playing field."
He smirks and adjusts his ball cap. Eying the one way glass he puckers, "Now this is interesting. We can see out but they can't see in."
