Lionsheart Posted January 11 Author Posted January 11 Chapter 44: Hunger Chad looked down at his shirt as time slowed and Emma’s heart accelerated, “Sorry I-“ Chad cut her off, his mouth near her ear, “I was going to wait until after the meeting, but you left me no choice.” He took the hot coffee box and grabbed her wrist, pulling her behind him and to an empty office near the corner of the office area with the blinds closed. Chad closed the door and set the coffee on the empty table as he grabbed the other iced coffee and set it down quickly. Emma was so stunned at his quick movements that before she knew it, he was unzipping her skirt and pulling her skirt and underwear down in one swoop. He sat on the chair, pulling her towards him as she resisted for the first time. Chad’s eyes flashed in a disbelief that she dared to not obey his command, especially when she’d been late and causing his meeting to also be late. Emma seethed, “You’re not seriously going to do this in here, right?” Her voice a sharp blade cutting the air in a low voice, head turning to the windows and knowing a spank would be quite loud and audible to adjacent offices. “Graham’s new office is to the right and you have no place to question me.” Chad said, voice a low growl as he tugged her wrist roughly and Emma moved finally, sprawling over his lap, “You’re lucky I have a meeting to get too or else this would be much longer.” He stated, before a hard spank and pain radiated through her bottom. Emma put her hand over her mouth to muffle her yelp as Chad quickly but calculatedly gave her over 15 good swats that left her behind raw and red. He wasn’t merciful to the loud noises nor caring anymore who could hear as Emma bit back yelps and groans. The worst part was that she even accidentally moaned, the sexual frustration she regretted not releasing with a vibrator the night before making her uncomfortably wet and writhing underneath him. Chad let Emma stand after a few minutes, knowing he needed to get back to his meeting as he stood, frowning at the wet spot on his pants from Emma’s excitement and cursing under his breath, “If I had a diaper, you’d be in one in a second with your tight little skirt. You’re lucky-“ “That you have a meeting, I get it. Threaten me after.” Emma said, voice a little rough from a few tears she shed. Chad paused, staring at Emma a longer second with a flicker of annoyance at her attitude, “We’ll resume your spanking after then. Maybe I’ll consider keeping you in diapers over the weekend if you keep up your attitude.” He growled, staring a moment later with the same feral flicker as earlier. He broke his gaze and grabbed the coffees, “I don’t trust you not spilling again. How about you go to the bathroom, clean your shirt and then come to the meeting?” He said with a sigh, looking down at her shirt with a spill, then his own in annoyance. Emma nodded, blotting under her eyes once more before nodding and letting Chad lead her out as she turned opposite directions. She passed Jessica who glanced at Emma then back to her computer, ignoring Emma’s look and what she saw in the hallway minutes ago. Luckily, Graham was back in his office… or unlucky for Emma that he was, as she strolled past and went to the restroom. As much as Emma blotted her camisole, the stain was there. She finally gave up and went back up the stairs, slipping into the now dimmed room quietly as Chad was going over their meeting agenda. He didn’t even look at Emma as he spoke, just flipping through slides and then handing off the presentation to Derek to go over monthly financial goals and budgets. When Chad sat, it was behind Emma’s chair and she unfortunately could feel the thick tension between them as he crossed his arms and listened. It was almost like she could feel his infuriation as she sat quietly, trying to not move until the end of the meeting. After 30 minutes of Derek speaking, then Sav and then Adam, Emma hadn’t even drank her coffee in fear of Chad’s wrath. Emma’s anxiety was already blossoming, she didn’t need coffee to accelerate that in the moment, after all. Another 20 minutes dragged slowly on and Emma only took a sip or two more of her coffee, listening to Sav and then Chad went back up and spoke about the projects he’d assigned to different consultant groups and their new clients that month. Emma found herself biting her lip and shifting in a slightly aroused state as she watched Chad speak to the other executives. The idea of him spanking her and diapering her only making her wetter as she heard Chad close the meeting a few minutes early. “Any questions?” His eyes scanned the room slowly, his brown eyes finding Emma’s moss green ones looking timidly back at him. Derek rose his hand and Chad turned his attention away from her flushed face. “Derek, go ahead.” “What are the chances of increasing the Happy Hour budget each Friday for a Brazilian steakhouse?” The whole room laughed as Chad smirked. “You try that one every quarterly meeting.” Chad said with a chuckle. “We’re getting closer to a yes, right?” Derek said, opening his hands in a gesture. “If you get us 3 new clients by September, I’d consider it.” Chad said, going to his laptop and closing out of the presentation. “I’m not apart of outreach though.” Derek said in an exasperated groan as people laughed before they began getting up and leaving. “Exactly.” Chad murmured, disconnecting his laptop as the lights turned on and Emma shifted, uncrossing her legs. In less than a minute the room cleared out besides Chad, Derek and her. Emma blinked, standing up as she felt Chad’s eyes intensely focus on her. “Emma, how about you put your hands on the table?” Chad said, his voice firm and commanding suddenly as Derek was about to leave the room. Emma’s face turned red quickly and she was shocked by Chad saying that so soon after people had left. Her head turned to Chad as she saw him lower the black blinds that made the room semi-private. “Oooh, someone’s in trouble.” Derek said with a grin, looking between Chad’s stare and Emma who was like a deer in headlights. He nodded and went to the door, “I’ll leave you two. Be a good girl, little Emma.” He smiled knowingly, an annoying twinkle in his green eyes before he left. “Why do we have to do this here? This is, like, right near where people walk Chad!” Emma said in a hushed voice, a pleading tone hinting her voice. Chad crossed his arms, eyes unwavering in intensity, “Now. Emma. Don’t make me count to 3.” Emma said in a whine, “I rather do this downstairs near Graham’s office.” She sighed as her eyes glanced at the slivers of window she could barely see through to the balcony hallway that looked over the cubicles. Sure, there was privacy but anyone could walk by and hear or see! Had Chad lost it and his touch with reality? Emma couldn’t believe it, her body hesitantly following his command as she put her palms on the large meeting table, having to bend down. “Good girl.” Chad murmured, walking over to Emma and his hands going to Emma’s waistband of her skirt. His finger hooking into the waistband area and her underwear, swiftly pulling down both garments of fabric. Emma gasped in the sudden cool air from the room touching her bottom. Even though Emma had spankings bare bottom before, there was a new unnerving feeling in being in a much more public space with her butt just completely exposed. Emma yelped as she felt a hard spank hit her soft flesh earlier than anticipated. Her situation only worsened as Chad said, “Go on your elbows, baby Emma.” Emma’s head tilted slightly to Chad in annoyance, and she paused. In that pause, he spanked her again, even harder, “Or I can go much longer if you don’t behave, hm?” Emma shook her head, “Please no.” She mumbled, wincing for a moment in the pain stinging her bottom as she went on her elbows almost like she was doing a plank as she grasped her hands and arched her back, her bottom sticking up higher now. “Good.” He said, his hand caressing her bottom and warming it for a moment before landing a series of hard spanks to Emma’s bottom. She had held in any noise possible outside of a few smaller grunts and whimpers of pain. The one thing she held back more than anything was any moan that she almost made. Emma didn’t know what was happening to her that morning but she was more excited than usual and the spanking wasn’t helping, only escalating her burning between her thighs. Emma made a mental note that she needed to touch herself that night, that was certain. After a few minutes, Emma was trembling. Her brain kept in a paranoid state of who may hear the spanking. Part of her wondered if someone would burst in the room wondering if someone was getting assaulted. Another part of her wondered if people already knew what Chad was capable of and ignored it. Or, for Emma’s sake, they didn’t hear anything nor were close enough. Emma never had heard anything outside of the room when she passed afterall. It was wishful thinking of Emma and to save the last of her ego, she’d believe it for now. Chad halted after a minute longer of Emma trembling, helping her back into her panties and skirt. He blinked a moment when his eyes saw the wetness from Emma and also in her light pink panties, “Someone’s wet again. Good thing you’ll be back in your diapers soon, hm?” He said, pulling up Emma’s undergarments. Emma blotted her watery eye as she stood and straightened her skirt, “Yes, Daddy.” She said Daddy in hopes she could get on Chad’s good side for the day. Chad smirked, eyes staring for a moment longer than usual before he broke their gaze and took her hand, “C’mon, let’s get you changed out of these big girl clothes.” An hour later, Emma was sitting at her desk with her sippy cup of coffee, wearing a white ruffle skirt that barely covered her thick white diaper. Chad dressed her in a soft pink t-shirt onesie and her light pink paci clipped in the pocket. Emma hoped and prayed she didn’t have to leave the room that day, considering she didn’t have a cardigan. She cursed herself for that mistake, how could she be so dumb to forget that! “Do you have any plans in June?” Chad asked, breaking the silence of Emma coloring and Chad typing. Emma looked up, her eyebrows knitting together behind her paci, “Neth month?” “Yes.” He said, eyes twinkling as he couldn’t help by smirking at how adorable she was in her pacifier muffled state with her diaper peaking out just a bit underneath her skirt. It was hard for him to not melt every time he looked at her. “Um, juth with fwiends on a weekend or two.” She mumbled with a shrug. His eyes bounced, “Well, we have a company trip scheduled for the last week of June. You’re going to want to block off that week. We leave the Friday and come back on Sunday the 27th.” Emma blinked to Chad, confused, “Where are thwe gwoe-ing?” Chad went to his computer, turning away from her, “San Deigo.” He typed for a moment and paused, “I’m booking your flight today. Just make sure you change your plans if you have any, hm?” Emma blinked in surprise, “Okay.” San Deigo, California? She’d never been and had always wanted to go to California. She supposed it wouldn't be a bad trip to visit somewhere new. The only thing she worried of was Chad finding excuses to embarrass her on a business trip. She'd imagine he wouldn't, but, alas, it seemed like Chad wouldn't let her be not padded in his sight. Another hour of coloring went by before Emma decided to wet her diaper. She could tell Chad knew by his head tilting in her direction as he typed. This time, she made sure to wait until Chad was looking to be in a flow state of work to do it, then she’d be sure he wouldn’t sneak up behind her to squish the padding. Although she really enjoyed when he did that last time, Emma feared her heightened aroused state may embarrass her further if she let him do that. After ten minutes as Emma shifted in her warm diaper, Chad came over and looked over her coloring pages she did that morning, “Such pretty colorings, baby Emma.” He said, leaning down and his hand going under her skirt to press into the diaper. Emma almost moaned from the sudden touch to her sweet spot. Emma had a feeling Chad hadn’t meant to do that, but he definitely did that unintentionally to her. Her face went hot red instantly as she froze on how fucking turned on that made her. Her eyes looked up to Chad who blinked, ignoring her odd reaction as he said, “I think it’s time for some cuddles and maybe a diaper change, hm?” Chad didn’t let Emma respond, picking her up in a swift movement as she giggled in the sensation of being lifted, “Buh- I have colowing to fwinish!” She said, her brain becoming fuzzy on the idea of cuddling and how turned on she already was. “You can finish it after, hm?” Chad chuckled at her frown behind her paci as he sat on the couch so easily with her in his arms. Chad couldn’t resist the urge for closeness with Emma. It had been a long week of meetings and work with little to no playtime with his new baby, after all. On top of that, she was too cute to not cuddle that day. Although Chad was a strict daddy who liked to give punishments, he also liked to give his affection after all. Chad settled back so he was laying on the couch and slowly moved Emma onto her back, grabbing her wrist as Emma squinted in confusion before grumbling, “No, Ch-Daddy!” She groaned as his other hand quickly began tickling her and she writhed underneath him. He moved over her like last time and pinned her down easily with one leg. “What was that, little baby Emma?” Chad said, eyes bouncing in mischief as he went from underneath her underpits to her sides and stomach. “HAHAHA- Nuffin!” She said, writhing underneath him and happy she didn’t accidentally call him by his first name. “That’s what I thought. Hm…” He paused, giving her a moment to breath between her cute little giggles, “I think last time I was close to finding someone’s tickle spot.” He said, tilting his head with a corner of his mouth rising. “Buh- EEK! Not there!” Emma yelped in Chad’s quick shift to her legs as he sat on the couch and pinned one leg down with his ankle and grabbed the other one with his strong arms. His fingers tickling her foot without mercy as she writhed harded than before, “HAHAHA- PLEASE!” She accidentally dropped the pacifier as she felt her bladder twitch. Emma thought she was done peeing, but Chad’s tickling was making her feel so many things. Her breathing was ragged, her body was sweaty, and she felt fucking aroused, which didn’t help at all to say the least. Emma laughed hard, feeling herself give up the fight and she felt her bladder twinge in release of more urine. Chad smiled handsomely to Emma’s cute giggles as he watched and felt her body relax a little and he could guess what she was doing. Chad didn’t stop anytime sooner either as he went to the other foot and then to behind her knees. After a few more minutes, Emma was spent and Chad decided to stop his wrath. He popped her pacifier back in her mouth and scooped Emma back into his arms, laying on the couch. Emma was catching her breath, feeling like she ran a marathon but it was really just being tickled mercilessly as she calmed down. Chad grinned and his hand floated down to her diaper, “Baby Emma is all wet, hm?” His hand squished the recently warmed diaper padding into her as Emma shifted, eyes blinking up to Chad’s in surprise of the pleasure she felt. Huh, something about the damn diaper and a really fucking hot guy that happened to be her boss touching her did that, it seemed. Emma wanted to think it was because of her sexual frustration building up with Chad that she was more heightened in arousal. It wasn't the diaper nor Chad... at least that's what she'd tell herself! Emma bit the pacifier to stop her moan as he patted and pressed again, “What a good girl,“ He murmured, eyes watching her with a twinkle of love within them, “wetting your diapers like the baby you are.” Chad’s eyes melted as he looked at her in her lost and little state, not realizing what his touch would do as he dared to squish her wet diaper another time. Emma bit back her moan, gasping instead behind the pacifier, eyes fluttering at release, feeling heat waft over her and a euphoric feeling. Emma’s breathing hitched with surprise and mortification rolling over her whole body. The verbal teasing. The touching of the diaper. The wetness in her diaper pressed into her was too overwhelming for her senses and his words made her shudder in a climax of pure pleasure and humiliation. It was the most powerful feeling she had ever felt, a high she hadn’t known existed until now. She didn’t just… no, there was no way. Not in a fucking diaper and in front of Chad. Emma refused to believe that that had just happened. He wasn’t even trying to touch her like that and she just… Emma felt her body calm as her breathing leveled out and she wanted to believe he didn’t see it nor feel it. Bright redness flushed her cheeks as her eyes connected with his and she caught the flicker in his eyes of something she’d never seen from him to this intensity before. Feral fucking energy. His eyes were livid, unwavering and wild, unbelieving that she just did that. Like he was mad at her for crossing that line. Emma didn’t mean too, really! She couldn’t help it… she just- fuck! Then, there was a flicker of something she caught a second before he blinked it away. Pure hunger. For her. She’d never seen his gaze like that before, and then it was gone, his eyes switching to being disappointed of her behavior. Yet his body told an entirely different story of what he was thinking, and she felt him pressing into her diapered bottom, hard. For the first time, Emma knew it wasn’t just her. Contractual relationship or not, that heated chemistry was there, and this confirmed it. No matter how much Chad would act like it was only her. Emma didn’t know what to do with that information besides feeling more frustration between them and she’d just get more worked up over something she’d never have with him. It was insulting, really. __________________________ In all my stories I've wrote some smut-like or smut scenes and I find whenever I post this some will love it, some may not. Whether you enjoy the scene or not, this last scene of the story is surprisingly important for the plot and character dynamics. Anywho, the next few chapters will be delivered soon and we're almost to the end of this first part of this story. Will there be a second? Well, maybe if I stick to writing diligently for once and continue it(your feedback motivates me to write haha). Anywho, here's to a new chapter! 9
derj Posted January 11 Posted January 11 Lionsheart, I have follow you for many years and I think you are one of the best author in this genre. Thank you for an other great chapter! 1
Lionsheart Posted January 12 Author Posted January 12 19 hours ago, derj said: Lionsheart, I have follow you for many years and I think you are one of the best author in this genre. Thank you for an other great chapter! Thank you for this comment and the kind words about my writing! It's appreciated and hoping you enjoy the next chapters. 😄
Lionsheart Posted January 12 Author Posted January 12 Chapter 45: Falling Chad. Chad had sent Emma to Derek’s office to be watched during his meeting before the end of day. He didn’t change her, deciding it’d be good if they had some separation for a few hours and maybe it’d be a small additional punishment for what had just happened. It was unacceptable how she behaved and he didn’t know how to reprimand her because he was so taken off guard by her response to his touch. Chad went through a Zoom call with a client, slightly out of it and not focused like he usually found himself. As his fellow Zoom attendees talked over a project that didn’t involve him, his mind drifted. He couldn’t believe it, no, wouldn’t believe it. Chad knew she was aroused from spankings but the diapers? He didn’t see that coming, nor his touch causing that. He’d never done that with a little who knew they liked diapers. The diaper pats and squishing weren’t usually enough for an orgasm. A vibrator could do the trick, but what he did… he wasn’t trying to make her cum. He was trying to regress her, make her feel little. He’d never done that to anyone he diapered nor so easily either. Let alone a girl who didn’t know she even liked diapers or being treated like a baby. Chad didn’t cross the sexual line, ever. It was a rare, and even rarer occasion with a little. He’d never had a dominant and little relationship that was sexual either, no matter how much past littles would beg. He liked to keep it nonsexual and would consider doing those things if he was going to marry someone. Sex meant too many emotions he wouldn’t allow himself to have with someone and he wouldn’t let someone see him in that way until he was ready. Chad knew he could be animalistic and feral when it came to the bedroom and he wouldn’t let anyone see him like that unless he knew they’d be his forever. There were no exceptions to his rule, well, until today. Chad ruminated about it for longer after his meeting was over, still wondering how to handle it. He should be firm and have a talk with her, he knew it. She was being bad and he felt like he couldn’t contain himself for a moment as he watched her. He usually could control himself, yet this… this threw him completely off and he had no idea how to handle it. Her face flushing in embarrassment. Her small gasp and breathing hitching. Her green eyes fluttering. Chad was so damn turned on and he couldn’t stop his primal reaction. Women were lucky they didn’t get hard. It was unfortunate because he didn’t want to show anything. He didn't want to show that it excited him nor that he was even a sliver of that he was feeling just as aroused as her. He told himself he wouldn’t show his emotions, like he did in his prior little and daddy situationships. Yes, you read that right. Situationships. He didn’t date littles because, well, if the relationship broke off, he wouldn’t be able to handle his issues without needing medication or help again. Anxiety stabbed like a knife when Chad felt out of control. It was too much for him once upon a time and he went to an outpatient program for it. He saw a therapist for some time over that and his anger issues associated. He wasn’t abusive, yet he knew he had a temper that he never fully could fix. Come to find out, the whole little girl and daddy dom dynamic fit perfectly for him since he could transfer that anger into his dominance over his littles and it was sought after by littles. Although, none of them understood that his anger and control was a side effect of his anxiety. He was scared of a lot of things, like losing people, being unable to contact them or not being able to help when they needed him, and he needed reassurance in the form of control. He’d be lying to say that it didn’t excite him in the moments of power and control, but it was a double-edged sword. The excitement made it fun, yet there was always a layer of anxiety and fearing the unknown. That’s where the control came in and there was little to be unknown. That’s why he accessed Emma’s information so quickly, knowing she couldn’t disappear if he had her location and access to everything. It took away his anxiety of the attachment he already had to her and the fear of her leaving if he pushed her too far. After today though, he didn’t know if she would leave. He knew she enjoyed spankings and could tell she liked his dominance… yet the diaper touching was a new one he didn’t expect. He thought she’d hate it or get tired of it and that’d be the tipping point. He thought maybe she’d be disgusted, and the exact opposite happened. Emma surprised him, more than he’d like to admit, and he had began falling. This whole situation was terrifying him and, for the first time in a long while, he had caught feelings for someone. Those feelings were manifesting physically for him and he didn't know how to even stop it at this point. Chad took in a slow breath, calming himself as he began getting worked up at the thought of her body shuddering on him and the feelings he just couldn’t ignore anymore. He had work to do and things to think about how to reprimand her behavior to not do that again. Part of him knew that she couldn’t help it, but the other part wanted to give her another punishment. He wouldn’t push her too far considering what she just did on him, but it was tempting. He had to figure her out and what punishments she wouldn’t get excited by. Part of him wondered if that existed for Emma, yet he was determined to find out. Safe to say, Chad his work cut out for him. 7
Lionsheart Posted January 13 Author Posted January 13 Chapter 46: The Setup Emma. Emma sat in silence with Derek, her mind muddled with everything that had happened the hour before. After she accidentally orgasmed, Chad didn’t say anything after what happened. He gave her a sharp look and pushed her skirt down with a cold expression suddenly taking over his expression, “I think our break is over. I have a meeting coming up so I’ll walk you to Derek’s office.” He switched so quickly to the cold shoulder; Emma was thrown off since his body said otherwise. She didn’t mean to do that… it just was so much at once and she couldn’t control her body! The spanking earlier that morning mixed with the tickling and verbal teasing worked her up to the point she just shuddered in a release of her body’s swirling heat. Emma got off Chad, feeling the weight of the diaper and the mortification of not only wetting her diaper but… she felt tingling in her whole body from the moment still. Even when she got to Derek’s office, she felt the after effects of the orgasm. She played her dragon game in silence as Derek thankfully worked hard on a project he needed to get out before 11AM which left Emma to her thoughts as she kept replaying the moment and how Chad reacted afterwards. He was cold, annoyed with her. She knew he didn’t have a meeting that soon either and that thought crushed her even further as she sank in her swivel chair. She was so caught up in the moment that she didn’t even think about her outfit until she got in Derek’s office and Chad left her briskly. Emma was embarrassed to a new level from that. She had her first intimate moment with a CEO of a fucking company who treated her like a baby accidentally, how was she ever going to get over the humility of the situation? It was dumb of her to even think Chad thought anything else of her and now she knew the mistakes she made… but, Chad did show that he was also aroused. Emma’s brain kept switching back and forth, beyond confused of Chad’s reactions to her. As time neared lunch, Derek finally sent out his project and turned to Emma, “So what trouble did little baby Emma get in that you got sent here?” Emma shrugged, “I don’t want to talk about it.” She said with a frown, staring at her phone game. Emma didn’t look up, trying to hide how hurt she really was. She felt Derek’s gaze for a few more moments before he turned back to his computer, “Hm, okay then.” Emma blinked, her eyes watery from the thoughts as she took in a breath, trying to forget it it even happened. Another fifteen minutes passed and Derek said suddenly, “Oh shit.” He opened a new email as his eyes widened on what was on the screen. Emma looked over his shoulder, her stomach dropping as her heart rate skipped in her chest, “Fuck.” Her eyes went to the picture on Derek’s email of Sav in a dominatrix outfit with a whip in her hand and a few more obscene photos and screenshots that Emma had seen before. Then, Emma’s eyes darted to the door opening suddenly, Chad’s intense and unwavering gaze falling on her. “Emma, to my office. Now.” 6
Guilend Posted January 13 Posted January 13 I don’t know how I missed two hole chapters and now there’s a third one a few hours after I got caught up. This last part is intriguing. I’m pretty sure she kept those photos on her old work laptop so I’d say it confirms that her ex boss and mentor has access to her files and who knows what else. 1
Lionsheart Posted January 14 Author Posted January 14 Chapter 47: Darkness Cold. That was the best way to describe Chad as Emma followed him back into his office as he sat half on his desk, crossing his arms and staring at her. He didn’t even tell her to sit as he pensively looked at her. His face was a icy expression, one Emma didn’t know and that look hurt her. After a few moments, he spoke, “First, I want to make this clear: this is a nonsexual, contractual relationship between us. What happened earlier was unacceptable.” Emma blinked, shaking her head, “I-I didn’t mean-“ “I don’t care.” He quickly cut her off without any emotion, voice firm, “Never again, am I understood?” Emma blinked, eyes becoming watery as his words stabbed her chest, “Yes.” “Good.” He said, his jaw feathering as his eyes flickered in hurt before going back to a cold look, “The email that was just sent… I thought you weren’t connected with that agency anymore. My only question is: why?” Emma was taken aback; did he really think that was her? Emma blinked, realizing that maybe Ted hadn’t told him or that maybe Emma should have about MacGyver… she hadn’t had a moment to talk to Chad with all the meetings this week and it was a big mistake on her part. She really thought Chad would have known by Ted’s weekly reports on the case- had he not told Chad either? Emma shook her head, “No, that wasn’t me. I just spoke to Ted earlier this week-“ Chad’s eyes were flickering in pain, the hurt of being crossed, as he cut her off, “Emma. Ted would have told me something by now, wouldn’t he have?” Emma squinted at the desk, eyes shifting and trying to think of a good way to explain to Chad that Ted told her not to say anything and she knew she couldn’t with Macgyver listening into their conversation. She sighed and shook her head, “I don’t know-“ Chad nodded and looked to be not believing her, crossing his arms, “Collect your things and go home.” Emma’s head snapped up to Chad, surprised by his coldness, “What? Chad, that wasn’t me!” Emma didn’t know what to say as her eyes looked at Chad’s empty ones, already void of emotion and checked out of their relationship. “I need time to think about things and from your history, it’s hard to trust anything you say, Emma.” He said, Chad’s eyes looking bored without any flicker of affection that they held only mere hours before. “Please, go.” Emma felt frozen, like she couldn’t speak suddenly as air felt like it left her body. His cold look was gut-wrenching to Emma as she gulped and nodded, going to her desk that had her clothes from earlier that morning. She grabbed her blouse and put it over her onesie top, looking down and happy to see the top semi-hid her onesie that only peaked out a few millimeters at the collar. Emma dared a look over to Chad who went to his computer and cold-shouldered her, not even glancing in her direction as her brain was split in pain of Chad’s sudden cold state, the fact that he disconnected emotionally, and her trying to piece together what the fuck had happened. Emma felt herself feel the singe of pain in her heart as she went through the office. Luckily, people were staring at the company email instead of looking at her leave. Emma walked with blurred vision as she got to the elevator, not even acknowledging Jessica when she asked where Emma was going. Emma took the elevator down to the car garage as her vision became blurry with her tears as she went to her car. She sat in her car for a few moments, tears streaming down her cheeks, not knowing what to do. Emma’s brain couldn’t rationalize why Chad would turn so cold so quick. Did he really think it was her after everything? Emma sat for a few moments, realizing that it was either she was being framed or that MacGyver wasn’t framing her but just completing a job for a client. It had to be MacGyver, not her! Yet, even if Emma told Chad that, Chad still wouldn’t believe her. She had a broken wall of trust with Chad and she felt that from the way he spoke to her just moments before. A dark feeling seeped into Emma. One she hadn’t felt in a while and, instead of trying to talk to Chad or convince him in text that it wasn’t her, she didn’t have the energy. Emma was hurt, really fucking hurt. She had fallen for Chad, developed feelings and needed him in some twisted and fucked up way. From the moment he closed off his emotions, Emma felt a dark shift in her being, one that didn’t see reason in being alive without him. Chad gave her a purpose and feeling of being something in life. Without his attention, affection and care, she suddenly felt like nothing, like her existence was an absolute lost cause in the world. Emma felt tears travel down her cheeks as her heart felt like it had a knife in it and was turning, knowing the place she’d go and what she wanted to do. 4
Lionsheart Posted January 14 Author Posted January 14 Chapter 48: Crossed Chad was beyond hurt, a pain stabbing his chest throughout the rest of his work day that he couldn’t shake. His mind and his heart fighting each other as he wanted to call Emma the past few hours since she left his office. Chad couldn’t believe she’d cross him like this. He thought he knew her, that he had everything on her. Yet, he didn’t. Emma crossed him and his company. The images on his email were the same on Emma’s phone, it was beyond acceptable that Emma would still blackmail his employees under his watch. Chad was hoping that maybe there was a sliver of an apology or an explanation, yet Emma looked like she was caught in a lie. I don’t know. She said, as if she was trying to formulate a lie to him. He could tell she was lying or withholding the truth as her eyes shifted and she hadn’t even tried to look at him. Chad knew that she wasn’t being honest with him. He could tell the past week there was something that was off about Emma, after all. He thought maybe she was going something else he didn’t know about, yet it all made sense the moment he got the email with Sav’s screenshot he saw on Emma’s phone. Everything lined up and Chad should have known better. A second girl he’d been betrayed by. It was absolutely heart breaking, considering the amount of attachment he already had with Emma. After Chad’s last meeting of the day, Chad sat back and turned his chair to the window, looking down to the city as he blinked back his watery glare. His brain still couldn’t believe what had happened and how stupid he was to believe Emma liked this lifestyle and his interests. Chad shook his head, his jaw tight and he cleared his throat, realizing he was getting worked up. Chad took in a steadying breath as he felt an incoming anxiety attack. He was caught off guard, knowing it had been months since having one. Chad calmed himself, slow breathing and trying to clear his mind. He shook his head again, not able to think about anything else about Emma, no matter how fucking hard he tried. He sighed, grabbing his phone and doing the one thing that was habitual at this point: checking Emma’s location and device activity. He was sure she’d be home and maybe watching TV or playing video games. Chad tapped the Find My app and blinked at the map, seeing Emma’s location had not updated since lunch. Chad felt his heartrate jump up a few beats as he called her, not pausing a beat. The call went straight to voicemail. Did Emma block Chad? That wasn’t possible… he had her phone plan and could unblock himself anyways. Chad went to his computer quickly, logging into her Verizon account and checking blocked numbers. He wasn’t in that, so why did his number go straight to voicemail? Chad felt his anxiety start to escalate in not knowing where she was nor that he couldn’t even contact her. His anxious side of his brain activated, wondering if she had left and disappeared like she’d done at his friend’s company. Part of him worried that she’d been in danger or, even worse, an accident since leaving. The other part of him felt so stupid and that he’d been in denial of who she really was. She was a cybercriminal after all, he should have known better. There was that part of him hoped that it wasn’t true. That Emma maybe didn’t do this and Chad could have dismissed her to fast for her to even defend herself. Although Chad was still suspicious and untrusting of her at the moment, he couldn’t help but think of the look she gave him before she left. The thought that kept gnawing at his subconscious was her watery and pained look she gave him before she left his office. “Fuck.” Chad said after being sent to Emma’s voicemail for the 5th time, knowing calling her was him wasting time. Chad tapped his fingers on his desk before getting up and walking down the hallway to Jose’s office as he walked in to see Graham and Jose laughing at something on Jose’s phone. Jose immediately put his phone down as if he was caught and Graham went serious as Jose said, “Sorry boss. I shouldn’t be on my phone while at work.” Jose put his hands up with an apologetic look. Chad was so locked into his panic about Emma he only looked to Graham, ignoring Jose unintentionally, “Graham, can I talk to you for a moment?” Graham caught Chad’s serious look in confusion, “Of course.” He got up and walked out as Jose cursed under his breath. Graham followed Chad to his office upstairs. As soon as they got to his office, Chad was pacing and Graham closed the door, “Did you know?” Graham frowned, “About the Sav dominatrix thing? I had no idea she was into that.” He shrugged, confused by the context of Chad’s question. Chad leaned on his desk, eyeing Graham, “No – I mean… Emma leaking that. Are you both still in contact with the Agency?” “No. It doesn’t exist anymore, how could we be? If there was even a sliver left of it, MacGyver would be the only person left I’d think.” He shrugged. Chad squinted at Graham, “MacGyver… like the movie?” “It was the mob boss of the company in the best description I could give you. He, they, whatever they are, trained Emma. I never met them but from Emma’s told me, they are incredibly stealthy and probably could have completed the job.” Chad rubbed his jaw in stress, realizing there was a hidden piece of this entire puzzle Emma never even told him about. Why would she even keep this type of detail out? “Okay… so you wouldn’t believe Emma still works for the Agency and sent the email of Sav today?” Graham frowned, “No… why would she?” The gears were turning in Chad’s brain, pieces of this puzzle coming together, “She had the screenshot of Sav on her phone. Do you think it’s possible this MacGyver would frame her?” Graham paused, his eyes flashing, “Yes. And if I remember correctly, they had eyes and ears anywhere devices are around on his victims.” Graham took out his phone, bringing out the device and showing Chad as he turned his off. Chad put his hand over his mouth, pulling his phone out and refreshing the Find My app, feeling more anxious by the moment as Emma’s location still showed the parking garage from hours ago. He turned off his phone, going to his computer and shutting it down before speaking again. “You think this person would be compromising my company’s devices still?” “Yes, and your personal ones. If this person is still hacking that is. I haven’t heard of MacGyver in a year. No one’s seen or worked with them in a hot second, but they created the Jenkins Firm from my understanding. If they created it, I’m sure they’d want to have revenge on whoever exposed their cybercriminal career.” Graham said what Chad was thinking, “Which, if you ask me, I think you probably did with hiring Ted, right?” Chad shook his head, “Sure. It seems I have a target on my head still.” He paused, eyes shifting in thought at his floor, “That’s a later concern though. Emma is gone and I have no idea where she went. I…” Chad’s eyes met Graham’s apologetically, “Was a bit cold to her earlier and told her to leave. Since she left, she’s been off location, and her phone’s off.” Graham’s eyes flashed in concern, swallowing, “You should have told me that sooner. That’s not good.” Graham ran a hand through his hair, now feeling equally as stressed. “Why? Do you think she’s in danger?” He asked, standing and wanting to turn his phone back on but now paranoid of this fucking MacGyver person in his phone. Graham shook his head, “I mean, last time she turned off her phone – given, a different circumstance..." Graham paused, eyes flickering in the sad memory, "She ended up in the ICU for a suicide attempt.” Graham’s eyes shifted to Chad’s, “God, I can’t believe I just told you that. Please don’t tell her I did; she’d literally kill me.” Chad’s heart swelled in pain and deep regret from how he treated Emma earlier that day, “God damnit. I wish you told me that I lot sooner.” Chad paced with one hadn't going through his hair, thinking, “Where do you think she’d go? Where did she end up last time?” Graham shrugged, “Probably the falls. That place she likes to hike a lot.” Chad went to his satchel, throwing his items into it, “Menomee Falls. I’ll try there.” Graham said, “I’ll come with. There’s a few trails right? At least two of us may make it easier.” “Sure. Let’s go. Before anything… happens.” Chad said roughly, eyes pained and his mind trying not to think of the worst. Chad didn’t know what the hell was going on in his life nor business, but the only thing he truly cared about was his little baby girl and her safety. Chad needed to make sure she was okay, no matter if she betrayed him or not. If she did, that was a later problem. Right now, he needed her, as much as she may need him. Nothing mattered anymore to Chad besides having her in his arms. ________________ Dun. Dun. Dun. *Evil laughter from author behind screen* 😈 I don't think anyone will guess what's coming next for our characters and I'm excited to hear your reactions to these chapters. More to come this next week! 5 3
Guilend Posted January 14 Posted January 14 I read the part with her in the car and was like, at least they isn’t any history and then the very next chapter you add that there is a history so now I’m just as worried as they are. I swear, you’re a different brand of evil than some of the other authors. In a good way. 1
Lionsheart Posted January 15 Author Posted January 15 Chapter 49: So Very Dark Emma walked up to the top of Menomee Falls, staring down to the rocky water below the cliff. She sniffled and crouched, feeling hopeless and like a waste of space in the world. The person that made her feel even a sliver of hope that she was worth something had even given up on her, and that was a fucking gut punch. The look Chad gave her. The cold shoulder. The loss of care for her. It was as if she got to the highest point and a place in her life where she felt alive, like she was worth something to someone and then everything disappeared in one moment. She didn’t understand in full how she became so attached, but she was, and it was painful to think she even unintentionally disappointed him that day. Emma truly couldn’t imagine life without Chad. She didn’t want to think of a future where he wasn’t, yet she doubted that was a viable option anymore. Emma stood, wiping the tears from her cheeks as she reasoned with herself. Sure, Chad was mad at her, but did it mean he was done with her? She still had a fighting chance. If she told him about MacGyver, he’d probably give her a chance. A small sliver of Emma still had hope and that hope she clung onto as she tried to claw her way out of the dark thoughts swarming and encircling her mind, flooded with pain. Emma stumbled back on her bottom, knowing this wasn’t her time. She winced, her hand scraping the rocks as she clambered up. That sliver of hope grew as she got up, turning around and going back down the trail. Cold rain fell in the forest as she walked for the next fifteen minutes. Emma’s brain fought itself in turning around or leaving as that small damn piece of hope kept her moving forward. Emma imagined a life with Chad. She imagined a life where she was Chad’s. Loved, protected, cared for, babied and significant. Sure, the diapers and belittling could be inconvenient and sometimes was a nuisance but it was worth it. So. Goddamn. Worth it. Emma didn’t care how fucking lunatic she may have been, yet she knew it couldn’t have been just her anymore with these feelings. She remembered earlier that day that Chad showed attraction and Emma wouldn’t forget it. She’d seen his looks and his considerate actions. He showed his feelings through actions, after all. Whether that was a spanking or her ordering her her favorite food like Chipotle for lunch, he showed her his affection in small acts. Even if Emma was truly delusional, she didn’t care. It was the one goddamn thing that kept her walking down the hill, away from the cliff in the cold rain. Well, until Emma slipped walking across a few rocks before getting to the main trail. Emma fell backward, her head connecting with a sharp rock. She felt an exploding pain in the back of her head and the world seemed to blur and go dark. So. Very. Dark. _________________________ 16 hours ago, Guilend said: I read the part with her in the car and was like, at least they isn’t any history and then the very next chapter you add that there is a history so now I’m just as worried as they are. I swear, you’re a different brand of evil than some of the other authors. In a good way. Haha! This made me laugh reading 'different brand of evil...in a good way'. We'll see after this chapter how that opinion may have changed. 👀 3 2
Tasa Posted January 15 Posted January 15 Ty for not making it go even further into the darkness and it being here own choice to return. 1
Guilend Posted January 15 Posted January 15 6 hours ago, Lionsheart said: Haha! This made me laugh reading 'different brand of evil...in a good way'. We'll see after this chapter how that opinion may have changed. 👀 Omg you’re bad. You finally get me to thinking that they’ll find her aimlessly walking around, kind of in a daze or haze. Then the last paragraph you add, oh yeah did I mention she hit her head? Was it a normal rock? Of course not, it was a SHARP rock. So instead of just a (I can’t spell the word, even for spellcheck lol) swelling of the brain, now she might bleed out to. She just can’t get a break. What did she ever do to you? Poor girl. 1
Lionsheart Posted January 15 Author Posted January 15 Chapter 50: Without Her Chad jogged down the trail he remembered him and Emma talked about. The one she said she liked to the left. Graham took the right which was a quicker path and they agreed to meet back on Chad's trail since they didn’t have cellular. The car ride there Graham and Chad didn't even speak. There was a silence between them as Chad drove and Graham was silently stressing as much as Chad. Chad didn’t think about the what ifs anymore and he focused on his breaths as he jogged. He knew that Emma needed him more and he wasn't going to let his panic consume him like in the past. Luckily, through his past therapy sessions, he had the tools in his toolbelt to face his anxious thoughts and work through them to function. Given, a run only sped up his heartrate but he persisted on, focusing on her. His baby girl. He would rise up against his own demons, because that's what Emma deserved was someone to be there for her. Chad was on a mission to find Emma. To make sure she was okay and safe. If she was there, that was. Chad jogged for fifteen minutes, every minute making him more worried by the second. Those thoughts of 'what ifs' came through a bit as he went over a bridge and approached the falls but he kept refocusing his attention to scanning the heavily forested hiking trail with his eyes and looking for signs of Emma. By the time he got to the falls, he walked around the rocks and looked around, trying to look for Emma. The rain lightened as he kept looking around trees and caught his breath from the run. Part of him was losing hope that she may not be at the falls. Another part of him wanted to search farther. He shook his head, looking up to the top of the cliff of the falls. He knew there was a path up. By chance she could have gone up there and that was Chad’s last resort at this stage. Chad wandered towards the left of the falls to where he’d went in the past to go up the cliff. After a few minutes of walking the trail to a rocky and slippery area, his eyes caught a body resting flaccidly over a bed of rocks near where rain water drained and streamed down the hill that lead to the top of the cliff. “Emma?” Chad asked, beginning into a run towards a hooded figure on the ground that didn’t look to be moving. “Emma!” Chad yelled as he recognized her pouty lips and closed eyes as he approached. Chad crouched, pushing back the hood and feeling her forehead. His worried brown eyes scanning her resting, cute face that looked to be sleeping but he was unsure if she was even alive. She was unmoving, cold and looking pale. So pale and unlike her usual self. His fingers felt her pulse on her wrist, feeling it faint but there. He thought he might be making it up, but no, it was there. He looked to her chest and saw a rise and fall. It was small movements, but it was there. A part of him relaxed in relief. Another part of him had a feeling it was too good to be true. “Emma, wake up. Please.” He said, in a rough and pleading softly as he pressed his lips to her forehead. Chad was on the verge of tears as his heart pounded, praying she’d awake and be okay. He pulled back and his hand went behind her head to inspect why she was unconscious. He felt a sticky substance and pulled back to find blood, a lot of blood, “No, Emma. Stay with me. Please, baby girl.” He said, tears welling in his eyes. This perfect girl for him in front of his eyes was seemingly lifeless and Chad felt like he was losing one of the most precious things he’d ever came across. His mind flashing in all their small moments that he seemingly, to this point, took for granted. All those times he was cuddling her, diapering her and being gifted her presence. Whether she had an attitude or not, Chad wished her little smart remarks were still tangible and would continue. That she was still pressing his buttons oh-so-easily and making him want to punish her. To diaper her. To care for her. To love her. To treasure her. He couldn't imagine a life without that. Without her. Chad shook his head, knowing he needed to get her to help soon. He pulled out his phone, turning it on to dial 911. Even if he knew it was futile being in the depths of the woods, Chad was desperate. As his phone turned on, he could have sworn he saw her fingers twitch in the corner of his eye. He didn’t have time to inspect her because he heard a metal click behind him. A noise accompanied by soft steps he hadn't paid attention too in his panicked and hyper focused state on Emma. Chad turned to the noise to suddenly find… a familiar set of brown eyes behind the barrel of a gun pointed to his chest. _____________________________ I promise I'm not evil enough to drop these chapters in the most intense scenes. We are nearing the end of part 1 to this story, in which I am going to post two chapters today and hopefully(work permitting) the next one tomorrow or the day after two more chapters. 4 hours ago, Guilend said: Omg you’re bad. You finally get me to thinking that they’ll find her aimlessly walking around, kind of in a daze or haze. Then the last paragraph you add, oh yeah did I mention she hit her head? Was it a normal rock? Of course not, it was a SHARP rock. So instead of just a (I can’t spell the word, even for spellcheck lol) swelling of the brain, now she might bleed out to. She just can’t get a break. What did she ever do to you? Poor girl. Hahaha!! 🤣 It seems I must have a vendetta on our FMC... or maybe I have a soft spot? We will see in the next few chapters. 👀 2
Guilend Posted January 15 Posted January 15 35 minutes ago, Lionsheart said: Hahaha!! 🤣 It seems I must have a vendetta on our FMC... or maybe I have a soft spot? We will see in the next few chapters. 👀 Why? Why? What did Chad do to you? I didn’t expect things to go as planned when he found her, but some guy with a gun? That wasn’t even on the list of problems I expected needed solving. It could be some guy that’s crazy or it could possibly be her old boss. It could even be the woman that hired her. Either way, Graham needs to show up and hit them in the head so they can get Emma out of there. 1
Tasa Posted January 15 Posted January 15 2 minutes ago, Guilend said: Why? Why? What did Chad do to you? I didn’t expect things to go as planned when he found her, but some guy with a gun? That wasn’t even on the list of problems I expected needed solving. It could be some guy that’s crazy or it could possibly be her old boss. It could even be the woman that hired her. Either way, Graham needs to show up and hit them in the head so they can get Emma out of there. O i had in my head that Graham is MacGyver, but him saving the day also works. 1
Guilend Posted January 15 Posted January 15 19 minutes ago, Tasa said: O i had in my head that Graham is MacGyver, but him saving the day also works. Oh my. I didn’t think of that. Now that would be a plot twist. It would explain how he was able to hack everyone’s devices again. He’d either be on the inside or he has someone else, another protege 1
Lionsheart Posted January 15 Author Posted January 15 Chapter 51: Brittany’s Revenge “Brittany?” He asked, his eyes switching to confused and then flashing in surprise to see the gun. Reality shifting quickly as his mind was panicked about his baby while a real danger was pointing to his chest. “Get up.” Brittany said to Chad. Chad stood, his hands up with the phone on dial. “Put the phone down, you piece of shit.” Brittany growled in annoyance. Chad looking to Emma in concern, “Please, she needs help.” He paused, “Let me call and then kill me before they get here. Emma is bleeding from her head, she's injured.” Chad's mind spiraled and he didn’t know if Brittany did this to Emma or what happened, but he couldn’t imagine her going like this. Emma deserved so much more than this type of ending and Chad needed to help her. Whether a gun was in his face or not, he'd find a way to make sure she was okay, yet every moment that wish felt farther and farther away. Brittany had no emotion behind her eyes, “Do I have to say it twice?” She tilted her head, venom leaving her mouth in a mocking tone the way Chad had said it to her before. Chad swallowed, “What do you want Brittany? I’m sure this can be settled by-“ Brittany pointed the gun near the ground by Chad’s foot and shot, a loud boom exploding as he flinched in reaction. He looked to Emma, seeing the shot didn't hit her as he looked up to Brittany, realizing that this was a real threat, not her pointing a fake gun at him. Brittany spoke, “My name is Katie, first off, you disgusting fuck and I’ll be the one talking this time. So shut up and listen or I’ll end her before you.” Her eyes flicked to Emma on the ground and then Chad. She paused a moment, “First, drop the phone.” He complied and dropped it. Chad’s composure became a calm anger as he let go of his control, knowing it was to protect what he cared the most for, “Now, I want you to go up the cliff.” She motioned the gun for Chad to go up the hill. Chad nodded, hands still up as he complied and they walked. His brain going through ten different ways he could escape this fate but knowing it may backfire and kill him, or worse, kill Emma or hurt her. His mind was shattering into pieces of a life of Emma without him. A life where a poor girl, who had needs that would never be met by anyone else, wouldn't have the right daddy to take care of her. Sure, Chad knew he wasn't perfect, but he knew he was damn near perfect for Emma. She needed him and he needed her. This couldn't be their ending, could it? His mind wouldn't settle on that theory, there had to be a way out of this. There had to be something. By the time he got up to the top of the cliff, he had a good idea on where Brittany was going with this and that something or sliver of hope to escape this fate was far far away. The amount of ideas came crashing to one left and that was someone had to distract Brittany. All he needed was one moment of that gun not pointing at him and he could close the gap by how close she followed him. Yet, a part of him knew Graham must've been still far away and Emma was unconscious. The remaining hope Chad had became miniscule as he looked down the cliff to the jagged rocks below and the water cascading down the rocky cliff. He stopped two feet before the edge, not daring another movement forward as he turned his back to the cliff. Katie instructed, “Good boy. How about you stand at the edge?” She said, with a wide smile that didn’t match her eyes. Chad swallowed again, the loss of hope leaving his body as he saw that crazy flicker in Brittany's eyes, “Please, Brit-Katie, you don’t have to do this-“ Katie cut him off, “No, I won’t let you have the final fucking word, asshole.” She sneered, “You lost me my one job, my living, and my self-confidence. You abused me and that’s something I have to live with the rest of my life along with being a wanted fucking criminal now since my cover was exposed.” Chad closed his eyes, knowing that was a stretch of the truth. It wasn’t abuse. Chad would have let her leave without the spanking, yet he may have taken a step too far, admittedly. Yet, Brittany could have left. He asked her to go over his lap, he didn't force her into his lap. She could have left; although it was nonverbal, he made the mistake in assuming she was into this DDLG roleplay. He knew it was wrong of him and that he made a mistake, a certainly fatal one. As Katie was speaking, Chad could see out of the corner of his eye a small figure approaching quietly. Relief flooded his body, seeing her walking, well hobbling, but, most importantly, alive. She was fine! But, what in the hell was she doing?! His eyes didn’t waver, knowing if he looked to the side it’d give away Emma and put her in danger. “Out of all that, you ruined in my life, I think it’s gracious of me to give you a choice. Would you rather you jump or I push you?" The inhuman flicker in her eye was apparent to Chad. She held conviction in her words, which made Chad understand the next few moments was his only chance to save his and Emma's lives, "I rather the second option, but I’m feeling nice today.” Brittany said, behind the gun as her finger rested on the trigger and she gave a wide smile that didn't match her eyes. “How about neither?” Emma said in a slurred and drowsy state as Brittany whipped around and Chad took his moment to step forward to grab the gun from Brittany before she shot. Chad was a moment too late as Brittany’s gun fired at an angle pointed to Emma's chest and the world slowed down. Everything slowed, as Chad watched Emma blink her beautiful moss green eyes to Chad, like a doe in headlight's the first day she stepped into his office, and the silver bullet went through the air. Cutting through the one thing he lived for. The one thing he'd die for. The one thing that meant everything to him. As he toppled over Brittany and knocked the gun out of her hand, he felt a part of him die as the bullet pierced through her. Obliterating everything that Chad loved. Everything that calmed him on hard days. Everything that excited him every morning to see in his workplace. Everything that made him feel so damn alive. Everything he'd gladly be with the rest of his life. His everything. She was his everything. Yet, he didn't know if his everything would survive another moment, another day. And, that part of him, that was filled with hope and optimism of a world where he lived a life with Emma, left his being. _______________________________________________ 4 hours ago, Tasa said: O i had in my head that Graham is MacGyver, but him saving the day also works. 4 hours ago, Guilend said: Why? Why? What did Chad do to you? I didn’t expect things to go as planned when he found her, but some guy with a gun? That wasn’t even on the list of problems I expected needed solving. It could be some guy that’s crazy or it could possibly be her old boss. It could even be the woman that hired her. Either way, Graham needs to show up and hit them in the head so they can get Emma out of there. I like the theories here! I guess we will find out who had the correct theories(with some correct already perhaps?). I doubt I'll be able to post more tomorrow so lucky for everyone: I'll be posting one more chapter tonight. I am evil, but not evil enough to make everyone sit and wait through the finale chapters! Haha. 5
Guilend Posted January 15 Posted January 15 35 minutes ago, Lionsheart said: Chapter 51: Brittany’s Revenge “Brittany?” He asked, his eyes switching to confused and then flashing in surprise to see the gun. Reality shifting quickly as his mind was panicked about his baby while a real danger was pointing to his chest. “Get up.” Brittany said to Chad. Chad stood, his hands up with the phone on dial. “Put the phone down, you piece of shit.” Brittany growled in annoyance. Chad looking to Emma in concern, “Please, she needs help.” He paused, “Let me call and then kill me before they get here. Emma is bleeding from her head, she's injured.” Chad's mind spiraled and he didn’t know if Brittany did this to Emma or what happened, but he couldn’t imagine her going like this. Emma deserved so much more than this type of ending and Chad needed to help her. Whether a gun was in his face or not, he'd find a way to make sure she was okay, yet every moment that wish felt farther and farther away. Brittany had no emotion behind her eyes, “Do I have to say it twice?” She tilted her head, venom leaving her mouth in a mocking tone the way Chad had said it to her before. Chad swallowed, “What do you want Brittany? I’m sure this can be settled by-“ Brittany pointed the gun near the ground by Chad’s foot and shot, a loud boom exploding as he flinched in reaction. He looked to Emma, seeing the shot didn't hit her as he looked up to Brittany, realizing that this was a real threat, not her pointing a fake gun at him. Brittany spoke, “My name is Katie, first off, you disgusting fuck and I’ll be the one talking this time. So shut up and listen or I’ll end her before you.” Her eyes flicked to Emma on the ground and then Chad. She paused a moment, “First, drop the phone.” He complied and dropped it. Chad’s composure became a calm anger as he let go of his control, knowing it was to protect what he cared the most for, “Now, I want you to go up the cliff.” She motioned the gun for Chad to go up the hill. Chad nodded, hands still up as he complied and they walked. His brain going through ten different ways he could escape this fate but knowing it may backfire and kill him, or worse, kill Emma or hurt her. His mind was shattering into pieces of a life of Emma without him. A life where a poor girl, who had needs that would never be met by anyone else, wouldn't have the right daddy to take care of her. Sure, Chad knew he wasn't perfect, but he knew he was damn near perfect for Emma. She needed him and he needed her. This couldn't be their ending, could it? His mind wouldn't settle on that theory, there had to be a way out of this. There had to be something. By the time he got up to the top of the cliff, he had a good idea on where Brittany was going with this and that something or sliver of hope to escape this fate was far far away. The amount of ideas came crashing to one left and that was someone had to distract Brittany. All he needed was one moment of that gun not pointing at him and he could close the gap by how close she followed him. Yet, part of him knew Graham must've been still far away and Emma was unconscious. The remaining hope Chad had became miniscule as he looked down the cliff to the jagged rocks below and the water cascading down the rocky cliff. He stopped two feet before the edge, not daring another movement forward as he turned his back to the cliff. Katie instructed, “Good boy. How about you stand at the edge?” She said, with a wide smile that didn’t match her eyes. Chad swallowed again, the loss of hope leaving his body as he saw that crazy flicker in Brittany's eyes, “Please, Brit-Katie, you don’t have to do this-“ Katie cut him off, “No, I won’t let you have the final fucking word, asshole.” She sneered, “You lost me my one job, my living, and my self-confidence. You abused me and that’s something I have to live with the rest of my life along with being a wanted fucking criminal now since my cover was exposed.” Chad closed his eyes, knowing that was a stretch of the truth. It wasn’t abuse. Chad would have let her leave without the spanking, yet he may have taken a step too far, admittedly. Yet, Brittany could have left. He asked her to go over his lap, he didn't force her into his lap. She could have left; although it was nonverbal, he made the mistake in assuming she was into this DDLG roleplay. He knew it was wrong of him and that he made a mistake, a certainly fatal one. As Katie was speaking, Chad could see out of the corner of his eye a small figure approaching quietly. Relief flooded his body, seeing her walking, well hobbling, but, most importantly, alive. She was fine! But, what in the hell was she doing?! His eyes didn’t waver, knowing if he looked to the side it’d give away Emma and put her in danger. “Out of all that, you ruined in my life, I think it’s gracious of me to give you a choice. Would you rather you jump or I push you?" The inhuman flicker in her eye was apparent to Chad. She held conviction in her words, which made Chad understand the next few moments was his only chance to save his and Emma's life, "I rather the second option, but I’m feeling nice today.” Brittany said, behind the gun as her finger rested on the trigger and she gave a wide smile that didn't match her eyes. “How about neither?” Emma said in a slurred and drowsy state as Brittany whipped around and Chad took his moment to step forward to grab the gun from Brittany before she shot. Chad was a moment too late as Brittany’s gun fired at an angle pointed to Emma's chest and the world slowed down. Everything slowed, as Chad watched Emma blink and the silver bullet went through the air. Cutting through the one thing he lived for. The one thing he'd die for. The one thing that meant everything to him. As he toppled over Brittany and knocked the gun out of her hand, he felt a part of him die as the bullet pierced through her. Obliterating everything that Chad loved. Everything that calmed him on hard days. Everything that excited him every morning to see in his workplace. Everything that made him feel so damn alive. Everything he'd gladly be with the rest of his life. His everything. She was his everything. Yet, he didn't know if his everything would survive another moment, another day. And, that part of him, that was filled with hope and optimism of a world where he lived a life with Emma, left his being. _______________________________________________ I like the theories here! I guess we will find out who had the correct theories(with some correct already perhaps?). I doubt I'll be able to post more tomorrow so lucky for everyone: I'll be posting one more chapter tonight. I am evil, but not evil enough to make everyone sit and wait through the finale chapters! Haha. You, you bad, evil author you. I shall gather a mob, instead of pitchforks, it will be paddles. I swear, Emma just can’t get a break. 1 1
Lionsheart Posted January 15 Author Posted January 15 Chapter 52: Unconditionally Yours Everything sped up as Chad could barely think, knowing he had to act quick. As Chad knocked Brittany down, the gun flew to the ground near Emma who fell down, gasping in pain as she felt disoriented suddenly. Maybe it was her blood loss earlier or the pain in her chest now. Either way, the severe pain didn’t discriminate in making her feel woozy as she blinked up to the sky. Every new breath jagged and prickling pain in her chest. Emma blinked to the sky, looking at the clouds and the trees above. Her mind slowed in thoughts, thinking that this might be her end. It wasn't a terrible end, was it? In the place she was happy, surrounded by someone who made her the happiest she'd ever felt. Emma blinked back a tear as she breathed again, the pain getting worse with every breath and chest movement. Meanwhile, Brittany scrambled to get hold of her gun but someone else in front of her grabbed it first. She looked up, seeing Graham above her, “Fucking shit!” Brittany yelled, getting up and running. Chad didn’t dare chase her; it wasn’t worth it, and he knew a murder trial was likely after this. He’d see her in court and make sure she’d get the sentence she deserved. Chad had more pressing matters anyways than chasing someone down as his eyes flicked to Emma on the ground, looking up to the sky and looking a little more lifeless with every passing second. Graham was already calling 911 while disarming the gun, “There’s no signal, fuck.” Chad went over quickly to Emma whose eyes were fluttering closed as his fingers went to her neck, feeling her pulse. Faint, but still present, “We’ll have to run back to our car, Emma’s not doing well. Halfway down the trail there should be enough signal, but we need to go now.” Chad said roughly, scooping Emma into his arms as gently as he could before beginning to walk down the trail. Emma’s eyes opened to Chad suddenly, blinking at him, “Are you still… mad at me?” Her voice dripped in a dreamy state but weaker than her normal tone she carried oh-so-confidently in Chad’s presence when she was in big girl clothes. Chad swallowed, eyes watery at all that had happened, yet her words made him chuckle amidst the chaos, “You just got shot after saving my life and you’re wondering if I’m still mad at you?” Emma’s eyes closed with a weak and sleepy smile as she heard Graham franticly talking to a 911 operator he finally got through to, “At Menomee Falls. My best friend got shot and is injured.” Graham waved his free hand in the air theatrically as he paused in annoyance, “Can you hear me? Hello? God damnit the cellular out here is awful.” Emma mumbled in her eyes closed state, “Yup. Awful.” Emma blabbered nonsense and Chad studied her in concern. “Shhh, little Emma. How about you just rest?” He cooed, holding her and walking faster. He didn’t know how bad her wounds were, but he needed to get her help, quick. “Mhm.” Emma said, eyes fluttering and her body twitching in Chad’s arms. Her body went limp a moment later. Chad looked down to her, her body in shock that trembled in his arms, “Emma?” Graham looked over, “Did she just seize? Emma, hang in there!” Chad and Graham began jogging as Graham got through again to the operator, “Yes, Menomee Falls. My friend got shot, I think just had a small seizure and needs an ambulance now!” He nodded while looking to Emma’s lifeless body in Chad’s arms, dangling her forearm down mid-air, “Yes, yes. In the parking lot. Okay, police will get their first. Ambulance in fifteen? Can’t they get here sooner? Okay, thank you. ” They jogged as Chad and Graham got closer to the parking lot. “What did they say?” Chad asked between labored breathing holding Emma and jogging. “Police will be near the area to start searching for Brittany in the next 10 minutes. Ambulance in 15 minutes or less will meet us at the parking lot.” Chad looked down to Emma, still feeling her body twitch and that was the only sign he knew that she was still holding on. Each twitch gave him reassurance that she’d make it. That somehow, someway, she’d live through this. As they got to the parking lot, they waited and waited until police showed. As they spoke to the police and Chad didn’t let Emma go, he couldn’t. Her twitches and small movements in his arms were the only thing that made her feel still alive in his arms. “This is your girlfriend, I presume?” Officer Henry asked after they spoke with the officers who arrived at the scene. Chad nodded, not hesitating, “Yes.” Chad was smart and knew he’d have less chances of seeing Emma at the hospital if he said he was just a friend. Although it wasn’t official and Chad had a lot of self-reflection he needed to do, he was leaning into his feelings and would like to see how life would look if Emma and him dated following this if she lived another day. If. A big if, that Chad didn’t know if he’d have the opportunity or privilege to experience that in a lifetime with her. Chad was broken from his thoughts as the officer questioned Graham next and he looked down as Emma’s body began seizing. Things blurred as he felt tears run down his face involuntarily and he placed her on the ground on her side. Drool came out the side of her mouth as Chad cooed in her ear, “Everything’s going to be okay, little one. Just calm down.” He brushed her sticky hair from blood behind her ear and kissed the side of her forehead, “Calm down, shhhh. Everything will be okay. You’ll be okay.” He said softly as his tears fell down his face and Graham was on the ground near her too, saying something to Chad but Chad couldn’t hear. His ears not hearing words. His vision blurred by tears. His focus solely on his baby girl whose breathing was slowing and her body going limp soon after. The world slowed a second time that day as Chad saw in the corner of his eyes red flashing lights as an ambulance appeared. In one moment, Emma was in his arms and alive. The next, she was being put on a gurney and a whole team was keeping her alive. He saw cuffs, an IV, and an oxygen mask placed on her as they hoisted the gurney into the ambulance. Chad watched as they closed the doors, and the officer kept questioning Chad as his brain was only 10% still there, the other 90% focused on where Emma was and her health. Chad asked to go to the hospital and they denied him to follow, even when he insisted that he had to go. Due to the circumstances of this criminal case and attempted murder, the police needed to get a full report documented and have clearance to allow him to know what hospital she was going to. Chad went through the motions as patiently as he could and, even as the police found Brittany and arrested her, Chad was still unwell. A part of him broke that day. A thing inside him he didn’t know existed until that very moment. That thing was unconditional and unwavering love, for a person he didn’t know would see another day to live. _____________________________ Last heavy chapter...? 🥲 Spoiler in all white below click left mouse and drag over - if you're on a dark screen/background, sorry if you see it I tried to add space for those who don't want to see it can just not scroll further. You are welcome. Please let me know if you cried, I will collect tears in a jar to make a sweater one day. 🧥 On a serious note, I got emotional writing this and may have shed a tear too. Highlight below for spoilers: This is only the first part and there will be a second part. This is the last quite emotional and heavy chapter. You all survived, now time to get back to some ABDL fun stuff. Part 2 is more DDLG and ABDL scenes people I'd like to think will enjoy * with a sprinkle of smut * because that's my spice level I write. More plot, more diapers, more fun in next part. I'm currently writing and it's *chef's kiss*. Thanks for making it this far DD forum fam, here's to more fun chapters! 3 3
Lionsheart Posted January 16 Author Posted January 16 Chapter 53: Secrets Beep. Beep. Beep. Emma groaned at the noise. She felt like she heard it for a while. It was like an alarm clock that just wouldn’t stop. “Turn it off already.” Emma grumbled, trying to turn in her bed but there was a cord stopping her. “Ugh.” She tried pulling at it, feeling a tug and pinch on her arm. She opened her eyes but they felt heavy as she opened them with great effort. “Someone’s grumpy, hm?” Chad murmured above her as her eyelids were heavy and she fluttered them as they focused on Chad. “Oh. Hi.” She said, blinking and looking at the cord on her arm, tugging it. “Hey, don’t do that.” Chad said, grabbing her wrist that tried pulling out her IV. Emma blinked wearily, trying to think over how she got there, “Sorry. I just – what happened?” She asked, confused. Chad’s brown eyes looked tired like he hadn’t slept in weeks and pained, “A week ago you were shot and you’ve been in a medicated coma until today to recover." His eyes shifted, studying her face, "How are you feeling little one?” “Oh. A week?” She asked, surprised by the time jump. “Yes.” He said, a tired smile on his lips. Emma blinked, wild green eyes looking around the room at the teddy bear, flowers and balloons on a table. She saw the couch draped with a sheet in the dark room. Emma’s eyes went to the window and the dark sky in the distance on a high up floor in the hospital room. “What time is it?” “4AM.” Chad said with humor playing on his expression looking down at her. “Do you remember what happened?” He was becoming a bit concerned maybe her concussion had caused memory loss. Luckily for his baby girl, the doctor said her brain didn't have any permanent damage from her fall and that she only had a concussion. Emma nodded, her memory faint but still there on being shot and the pain, “Hard to forget being shot.” Emma looked down to her large white and clear plastic bandages on her chest. “Ah, there’s the attitude I remember.” Chad murmured with a smile as he brushed her hair behind her ear and she looked up, eyes shifting to him. Chad blinked back the water forming in his eyes, he really missed those damn smart comments. From waiting a whole week to hear her voice and wondering if his little Emma would ever make a full recovery, her attitude only tugged at his heart strings, knowing she was here. She was back. Alive. A nurse walked in, “How are you feeling, Emma?” Emma yawned and winced by the rise in her chest, “A little tired but okay. Maybe a little pain.” The little pain was actually a lot of pain, the more she woke from her slumber. “Well, it is 4AM. Maybe now you and your boyfriend can sleep some more after I administer some pain meds to help.” Boyfriend? Emma didn’t have the energy to correct her. The nurse smiled, “Your doctor will be in at 9AM to explain everything. You’re recovering great after a bullet fragment in the side of your lung and a concussion, that’s for sure.” Emma shifted, feeling a stiff thing in her... down there. Ugh, a catheter. Her eyes shifted for a moment about how a diaper would have been a seemingly nicer surprise. Considering Chad was here, her mind almost assumed she'd be in one at this stage. Her cheeks blushed from the thought as Emma nudged herself out of those embarassing thoughts. Emma spoke after a moment, “....did you say in my lung?” “Yes, Dr. Nazri got most of it out of your chest and upper shoulder area. Maybe a small fragment left from the CT we did yesterday but it looks like you’ll make a full recovery and be discharged in a few days.” “Oh, great.” Emma said, head laying back as she blinked at the ceiling. “The anesthesia will wear off soon here and you should be able to use the restroom. I just have to remove the catheter. Um, Chad, right?” The nurse looked to Chad, “If you could step out for a moment and I’ll call you back once we’re done. Should be about 5 to 10 minutes at most.” Chad nodded, “Sure.” He stepped out of the room through the pastel yellow curtains and sliding glass door. The nurse went to get a supply or two to remove the catheter and spoke quietly to Emma as she came to the bedside, “You sure have a keeper there. He’s been here every day and night, hasn’t went home besides maybe a few hours here or there.” “Oh.” Emma said, eyes shifting and surprised Chad had waited and stayed that whole time, “For 7 days straight he’s… been here?” “Yep. He’s been working here and sleeping here. We tried to give him the boot for our visitor hours but he’s pretty adamant that our doctors okayed a non-domestic nor married partner to stay after hours. Against our protocol but we let it slide.” The nurse said with a shrug, Emma shifted uncomfortably at the catheter being removed. “Wow, thanks for letting him stay then. He’s definitely…” “Worried but caring, I’d say.” That was one way of looking at it. Emma thought to herself. The nurse smiled, “He’s a keeper, like I said. It’s rare husbands even stay for that long – let alone boyfriends.” She muttered, “My husband probably wouldn’t, place my money on that. That’s being married for 20 years for you though.” There was a silence as the catheter was removed and Emma winced at the feeling. “Makes sense, I guess.” Emma said with a weak smile before the nurse cleaned her supplies and administered meds. She set a remote down near Emma, “The pain meds will probably put you back to sleep but here’s the remote for the TV and a call button. If you need me, press it.” Emma said, “Thanks.” “You can come back in.” The nurse said softly to Chad outside. Chad quietly came back in as Emma scooted down in her bed, nestling into the sheets cutely to Chad, “You don’t have to sleep here every night, you know.” Emma said as Chad walked up, crouching and brushing her hair gently with his fingers. “I’m okay. I rather sleep here until you’re discharged. I don’t think I could sleep away from you until then.” He murmured, leaning in and kissing her head. Emma’s eyes felt heavier, the meds were definitely kicking in already, “Okay I guess.” Emma said sleepily with a yawn, the act causing her to wince again in pain. “Well, thanks for staying. That’s kind of... really sweet.” Emma said with a sleepy smile. Chad smiled warmly down, “Mhm, now let’s get some rest. No more big girl thoughts. Just rest, little baby Emma.” He said, his thumb caressing her soft cheek. Emma was fighting her eyelids from closing as she looked up to Chad greedily and felt so safe and cared for in that moment, “Okay. You too though. I won’t sleep until you do.” She said, trying hard to keep her eyes open. Chad chuckled breathlessly at how Emma could barely keep her eyes open, “Mhm, we’ll see about that.” Chad went back over to the couch he’d been living on the past week, “Sleepy time baby girl. We’ll talk more later, hm?” Emma’s eyes followed him, her eyes heavy as she blinked, thoughts swarming in her brain as she was feeling the medicine really kick in, “Ch-Daddy?” Chad was adjusting himself and looked up. He smiled, warmly at her calling him ‘Daddy’ as if programmed, “Mhm, baby Emma?” He was pleasantly surprised to hear her slipping into a little mode in the hospital. Emma’s eyes closed for a moment and Chad thought she had fallen asleep. A half a minute later, she opened her eyes, “Can I tell you a secret?” Chad smiled, chuckling silently as he propped himself on his elbow and studied her lost little look as she met him eyes, “Mhm, what is it?” “I like you. Maybe more than I should.” Emma paused, taking a breath in sadness as she blinked to the ceiling, “I’d say I may have developed more feelings than even liking you, if I’m being honest.” Emma murmured, dejectedly in her drugged state. “I don’t think you feel the same, but that’s okay.” She said, eyes growing heavy again as she closed her eyes, not even daring a glance to Chad. Chad watched as she closed her eyes and he was speechless. He took a moment in his own tired and exhausted state as his mind was working on forming an answer to acknowledge her, yet also protect his own feelings that have developed more than a liking and he’d say something much deeper. He wouldn’t even say he was falling anymore. If he was being honest, he had already fallen. The day Emma walked into his goddamn office, it was his first step up to the cliff. The day Emma walked into the elevator in his damn adorable boot and dress, he had been close to the edge. The day Emma walked up to the bar around him and Derek talking, he’d began to fall. The day Emma was raw and vulnerable in his arms, diapered and crying into him, he was weightless and free falling. The day Emma was in his arms, wounded like a doe who was shot, he crashed into the water, unable to breath. Gone. Lost in a sea of panic and pain of losing the one thing that made life worth living. Chad took too long to respond with so many thoughts flooding his mind and flashes of memories of Emma being shot going through his head as he blinked back the tears. By the time he was ready to speak without his voice breaking, he watched Emma’s chest rise and fall as she fell asleep. Chad got up, walking to the side of the bed and kissing her forehead, “I have a secret too, Emma.” His fingers brushed her messy hair back, “I love you and I don’t think you’d feel the same either. That’s okay.” Chad gulped, his Adams apple bobbing at the thoughts of the bullet, the blood and his baby girl barely breathing. Pain, anger, and that all-too-familiar anxiety flooding his senses for the 20th time that week. Chad looked to the monitors still beeping, taking a few slow breaths in knowing Emma was safe and it was all over now. He went to the couch and laid down, looking over to Emma after he got comfortable. His eyes were weary as he watched her chest rise and fall as his eyes felt heavy and he eventually fell asleep soundly for the first time in a week. 9
BabySofia Posted January 17 Posted January 17 I somehow missed a bunch of chapters here to catch up on! Glad Emma has made it, and things seem likely to go to where they both should be. I look forward to the concluding chapters!
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