The following is a continuation of the saga based on edrider73's 2014 story, "Revenge in Advance," in which a wife purchases an insurance policy that ultimately details the revenge her husband would face if he was caught cheating on her. In a nutshell, Oscar, the husband in the story, learns that if he were to be caught cheating, he would essentially be kidnapped, humiliated, beaten and sexually assaulted. The story continued with my first post, "Revenge in Advance, A Sequel," in which Oscar escapes his wife's plot and gets his own revenge. This story picks up about six weeks after the end of that tale.
Many thanks to edrider73 for giving me permission to write this sequel and any others that may come from that story. Also, many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my first story. And please remember, this is a work of fiction...
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Chapter 1:
For Oscar Warren, the last six months had been a blur. After his ex-wife was sentenced to 30 years in prison, he was recruited into a special task force - a partnership, actually, between federal agencies and private interests - which had the goal of taking down the Mutual Marital Assurance Society (MMAS), a secretive company set up by a man-hating lawyer that got gullible wives to spend $1,600 for "insurance" ostensibly designed to keep their marriages intact and their spouses faithful.
Less than a year ago, Oscar was basically a fat, dumb and happy working stiff with a good job, a nice home, a couple of great kids and a loving wife. Then his wife - correction, his now ex-wife - went off to a "spa weekend" with three of her friends and things went downhill from there. After that weekend, he learned about MMAS and what Renee had planned for him in the unlikely event of his infidelity.
Oscar would tell you that he's heard all the criticism, but would say to his critics, "you didn't see the video Pat, the MMAS representative who revealed Renee's evil plot, showed me which detailed the punishment I'd get if I cheated on my wife."
Basically, he'd be humiliated as a man, kidnapped, restrained, and subjected to some of the most vile treatment a man could face. And, he still has nightmares about that video. Worse yet, Pat said it was the "easiest" punishment that could be handed out.
Until then, he had no idea how vindictive the female of the species could be. And he had no idea his loving wife could even think of doing something so cruel and despicable. Even worse was the fate Renee had plotted for him even though he had been completely faithful to her.
So he used everything he could muster to fight back, and won. It was a Pyrrhic victory, though, as it cost him his marriage and the destruction of his family, not to mention his mental well-being. The hardest part was telling his children that their mother would be in prison for 30 years. He couldn't tell them the whole story, though, because that would completely destroy them. Maybe someday, he thought, they'll read these stories and learn the truth when they're ready for it.
The bitch of it all was that a part of him still loved Renee. If only she had talked to him first, none of this would have happened.
But life goes on. And thanks to his good buddy, Bill Jackson, he now felt like he was part of something much bigger than he ever imagined.
So here he is at what they call "Fort Apache," a completely self-contained compound that used to be an Army base during World War II. The base was abandoned after the war, but was renovated specifically for this project. It had apartments for single guys, apartments for guys with kids, an administrative complex that had literally everything - a bar, a restaurant, admin offices, theater, lab - you name it. It also had a school and lots of open space for children to play.
Additionally, it had a hospital for MMAS' victims, of which there were quite a few. All of them suffered physically, but a number had severe mental issues as well. Many just sat in their rooms in a catatonic state, unable to deal with anything. Counselors also had to deal with the children of the fathers targeted by MMAS.
Oscar remembered Pat telling him there were very few claims against MMAS for cheating, but everything he saw told a much different story. It seemed that every week, there were at least two new additions, mostly ending up in the hospital.
And those were just the cases the task force knew about. There's no telling how many victims there really were. And, there's no way of knowing just how deeply embedded into society it was. The feds were also concerned since it seemed that some of those working with MMAS were government contractors. And there were rumors that some high-level bureaucrats and lawmakers may be involved, which made this a matter of national security.
So after an abridged version of the Federal Law Enforcement Training curriculum, Oscar was officially a credentialed federal officer with a badge and a gun. He also had a mission, and he intended to carry it out to the best of his ability.
First on his list was to get something useful out of Renee. He'd visited her a couple times since her incarceration, hoping to get information that could be used to help the husbands of the other three women. Unfortunately, all she did was cry and blubber, apologizing over and over while professing her love for him.
But that had to change, and fast. And hopefully, today would be the day. So after the daily briefing, he headed out for the prison.
Chapter 2:
The two lovers just finished their third coupling of the day and were laying in each others arms enjoying a bit of post-coitus interaction.
"That was great," the man said, holding the young blonde woman close to him.
"I sure enjoyed it as well, as I always do. You're the best. I just wished we could do this all the time," she said.
"Me too, babe, but we're gonna have to cool it for a bit, maybe be a little more discreet," the man said.
"Why, is your wife getting suspicious?" the blonde asked, a bit perturbed.
"She's always suspicious," the man said, "but this time it's gone over the top."
"What do you mean?" Blondie asked.
"Well, you remember that spa weekend she took here a while ago?"
"Yeah," the woman said.
"It turns out she signed up with some outfit that punishes cheating husbands, and, well, I certainly qualify."
The woman sat up in the bed.
"What are you telling me, Dave? Are you saying we're through? And what kind of punishment are we talking about here?"
"Pretty nasty stuff," Dave said. "Turns out my wife has a real mean streak in her."
Dave went on to describe the punishment the MMAS representative said he would suffer if he were caught cheating, leaving out no details, including a vile form of punishment that was once used on slaves back in the 1700s.
"You've gotta be kidding me?" she said. "That's got to be illegal. Can't you call the cops?"
"I thought about that, but Pat said they had all the bases covered," he said.
"Wait, wasn't there a case here a while back where some woman tried that with her husband?" the woman asked.
"Yeah, that was Renee Warren, a friend of Madison's," Dave said. "In fact, Renee is the one who got Madison to go to that retreat. I'm really scared about this and that's why I think we need to plan things out a bit better. If I get caught, I'm toast. Literally."
"Why not just divorce the bitch? You always tell me how horrible she is to you, bossing you around, treating you like a servant and putting you down. Just divorce her and be done with it. Then we can be together forever."
"I'd love to," Dave said, "but it's not that easy. As is, she'd get literally half of everything, including my salary, for at least two years. I don't know about you, but I don't want to work my ass off just to live on ramen noodles for the next few years."
"Look, Dave, we'll manage. I work also, and between the two of us, we can get by, even if you lose half your income. Please, just promise me you'll divorce her - give her a fair settlement and come stay with me. Please?"
Dave looked into her eyes and decided he'd do it. It would be rough on everyone, but it certainly beat the status quo. And he was certainly tired of Madison's never-ending crap. He took her into his arms and kissed her deeply.
"Okay," he said. "It'll be hard as hell on both of us, but what the hell. I can't stand to be around her anymore. Now, how about one more for the road?"
"You got it, stud," she said, working her way to his growing manhood.
Three hours later, Dave pulled into his driveway, sexually satisfied and resolved to end his loveless marriage. The house seemed rather dark, but he figured Madison, had taken the kids to her parents as she often did when he was on the road.
Opening his door, he felt his way to the light switch, not seeing the shadowy figure sneaking up on him. Before he could flip the switch, he felt the needle pierce his neck.
"What the fu..." he thought as he slipped into unconsciousness.
Chapter 3:
Oscar was waiting in the interview room when Renee, arms and legs shackled and connected to a chain around her waist, was escorted into the room. The guard sat her down in a chair across the table from her ex-husband and took her position next to the door.
"You can wait outside the door, officer," he told the guard. She nodded and went into the hallway just outside the door. He waited until the door was closed before addressing Renee.
"Good morning, Renee," he said.
"Good morning," she said quietly, noticing for the first time the badge he wore on his chest. "Are you a cop, now?"
"Sort of," he answered. "Actually, I'm officially a federal agent and I'm working a case. And I need your help. You know, the help you promised during your trial."
Renee started tearing up.
"I'm so, so sorry, Oscar. Really I am. What can I do to make all this up to you?"
"First, you can stop crying," he said in a neutral tone, making it clear that her tears would have no affect on him. "I know you're 'sorry,' you've told me that a hundred times over the last few months. If you want to make things right, you can start by fulfilling your promise to the court."
"Okay," Renee said. "I'll try."
"Look Renee, this is hard on me, too. You think I enjoy interrogating the mother of my children like this? In prison? I hate it, but it has to be done. Lives are on the line here. So, I need some answers from you and I need them fast," he said.
Renee stifled her sobs and sat up in her chair.
"Okay. Where do you want to start?"
He pulled out his legal notepad and an audio recorder, turned the recorder on and faced his former wife.
"This is officer Oscar Warren, interviewing Renee Warren at 09:30 hours on June 10, 2015 at the State Women's Penitentiary. Ms. Warren, do you consent to be recorded without the presence of an attorney or other representation?"
"Yes," she said.
"Do you understand the nature of our discussion?"
"Yes," she repeated.
"Please elaborate for the record," he said.
"I'm giving an audio statement regarding MMAS and my dealings with the group."
