Note: This is continues Anna Bella's Education so it's probably best to read part 1 first but whatever way you want to do it is fine with the author.
My father fucked myself and his personal assistant all afternoon. In the evening we boarded a flight back to the States. I kept my mobile off, as instructed. It was strange, back in the world of the repressed, watching all the passengers and the flight attendants with their hidden smiles and secret desires. It was frustrating too, knowing that, given permission, I could liberate them all. One simple push on their minds would turn them into the libidinous animals that they really were.
Thinking about it reminded me of the feeling of my father's hard cock as he forced himself into me, and I felt my cunt go hot and wet again in a sudden burning need. It took all my self control not to just open my legs and finger myself in front of everyone. I looked across at my father and caught him looking back at me from the window seat with a mischievous grin – a look that meant he was messing with my mind again.
'Stop it Daddy!' I said as I hit him playfully on the arm. And right away, the look, the smile and the feeling was gone and then, as far as I can remember I was asleep. When I woke up we were in the car an the street, just a few houses down from my mother's pretty little suburban place near Boston. The early morning sun was shining and the air felt fresh and cool. There was birdsong all around. I could not tell how long I had been sleeping for.
'Good morning my little slut,' my father said, ruffling my hair with his large hands. 'Welcome to the next part of my plan. You can switch on your phone now'
There were 37 missed calls and twenty or so messages from my mother. Just boring whining stuff like:
'Where ARE you?'
'Why didn't you come home last night?'
'I called around. No one has seen you. Where are you?'
'OMG... are you with HIM???'
'Please, darling, please answer me'
'PLEASE!!! Come back to me now! Don't speak to him!!! He is dangerous!!!'
I showed them to daddy and we both laughed at her stupid pleading, especially the last one.
'So,' my father said, 'let's go and get her. You go first. I will wait in the car.'
I was almost shaking with excitement as I jumped out of the car, skipped up the pathway and rang the doorbell. Within seconds the door opened and my mother stood there. Her hair was a mess and it looked like she had been crying but she smiled when she saw me and opened her arms for a hug.
'Thanks goodness you're back, Bella...'
I noticed, for the first time I think, that she was quite beautiful in her way. Her face was pretty under the tears and I noted the curve of her hips and her generous breasts all squeezed into a blouse and dress that only served to add to the eroticism. I felt her, warm and swelling against me as I hugged her back and pretended that it was just affectionate.
'We were worried,' she said, taking a step back. A warning bell went off in my mind.
'We?'
'Well it's been more than 2 days, darling. I had to do something...'
She motioned me into the hallway and then through to the front room. It was small and gloomy and there where two police officers waiting on the couch. They stood as we entered. The male one, tall and well built, extended a hand.
'I am officer Hunt and this is officer Joline.'
His female companion was smaller than him, well tanned and with a serious expression on her pretty face.
'I am sorry,' my mother was saying, 'but I had to call someone. I didn't know where you were. I thought maybe you had gone to see him...'
'Well....' I said, not knowing how exactly to confess it all to her.
'She did.' My father spoke softly as he stepped into the room behind me. He must have quietly followed me inside. My mother gasped. Her hands dropped to her sides. I gave a little squeal of delight.
'Oh God...' she said, 'I knew it...'
'Is this the man, ma'am?' Officer Hunt took a step towards my father, one hand extended. Officer Joline carefully stepped around so she was positioned behind. My mother nodded.
'Sir...' officer Hunt said, 'we have a restraining order forbidding you to come within 50km of Mrs. LaRange or contacting her in any way without permission...'
Both officers were now standing close on either side of my father but he ignored them and continued to stare at my mother.
'It is too late, bitch.' he said to her, calmly.
'Fuck you,' she spat back. 'You can't get to me. You know you can't'
'Sir...' Officer Hunt now grabbed my father by the left arm and Joline took him by the right.
'No, I can't' my father continued, 'but she can...'
All the time this scene had been unfolding, I had been watching my mother with a growing sense of excitement. Initial probes of her mind had shown me that the defenses she put up against my father were all based on her hatred of him. But with me, all she had was sympathy and concern. It would be easy to use these to break her. She would be desperate to fuck me by the time I was finished with her. The thought of her fingers pushing hard into my cunt made me so wet that it was difficult to constrain myself. I was smiling and giggling and playing with my dress at the thought of it all.
'Oh God no...' my mother said. I could see now what she realized and suddenly she was scared. The police officers saw it too and reacted immediately by turning and trying to force my father out of the room.
'Sir,' said officer Hunt. 'You are required to leave now. If necessary we will use increased force.'
'Force?' said my father, 'but force is such a crude and old fashioned method of persuasion don't you think?'
With that he turned suddenly and whispered quickly into officer Hunt's ear. Then he did the same with officer Joline. The two off them paused, as if thinking something over briefly. A change showed their faces. The serious look was dropped and a slight smile and brightness in the eyes replaced it. As one, they let go of my father, walked across the room and took my mother by each arm.
'Oh God no!!!' she screamed. The officers held her tighter and forced her legs apart slightly with their feet.
'Ma'am, I have to ask you to be quiet.' said officer Hunt.
'Yeah, bitch, just shut up and let them do what they have to do.' officer Joline added.
My mother was breathing rapidly now...
'Oh fuck...' she said.... 'oh fuck no...'
My father put his arm on my back now and pushed me forward a little.
'Bella?' he said, 'she is all yours now...'
