Disclaimer: CAN- a BDSM term for Consensual Arranged Non-Consent, the role play scene in which a sexual asualts it acted out.

This is a role play only. The scene in the chapter below will involve strong language and harsh sexual content. This may be a trigger for some readers, if you feel uncomfortable reading about a asualt scene please do not read!!!

I, in no way condone sexual harassment. In BDSM this scene is well thought out and planned down to the letter of what will happen. ALL parties involved know what to expect, and the scene is written down in black and white. There are numerous safety rules and words that each person must abide by.

This scene sould not be attempted if the parties involved do not know how to safely execute this scene!!!

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John^^^

November 4, 2017

There is a gaping hole in our world that can only be filled by Owen's strong presence. Especially Micco who is missing him the most. It seems there are things in their relationship I am unaware of.

Micco, who I thought was a strong young man. Is in fact self-conscious and in need of constant guidance. My main goal was to keep little Micco busy.

I place all blame for our suffering at Lizza's feet. She dropped her bombshell and dissappeared into the crowd of the club. Leaving us all reeling after she dissappeared.

Owen wasted no time in packing a bag and making arrangements to fly back to his home land. It was not long before we found ourselves standing in the private corporate departure lounge at Hartsfield airport. A large black Lear jet was being made ready for the trip on the tarmac.

John and I sand by as Owen paces the leanth of the lounge. His cell phone pressed against his ear. Not far away Micco watches his movements with wide eyes. Owen hiss a string of curses before swiping the call to end.

"Anything new?" I asked as Owen who let's out a long heavy sigh.

"Nay, lass, nothing good. He may very well be dead by the time I land. I still can't believe that bitch knew for two days and nay said one word. I been so involved in my own life I didn't think to call and check on him. I got to be the worst son ever." The look in his eyes is one I am all to familiar with. I saw that same look everytime in the mirror after my own father died, alone at his house.

A small choking sound draws our attention. Micco head is bowed and his shoulders shake with the tears he trying to hold back.

John and I stand back to give Owen space to reassure his puppet. "You will be a good boy while I am away. If you have any problems you will go to Charlie. I will call as soon as I see my farther." Micco nods along with Owen's words.

Before Owen could pull away Micco grabbed Owen by the neck. He pulled their heads together and wispered lowly. "May the warm winds of heaven blow you safely on your home.

And the Great Spirit bless all who enter there.

May your moccasins make happy tracks in many snows.

And may the rainbow always touch your sholder.." Micco paused before he added a final part to his blessing.

"And may you return safely to me"

That was seven days ago, I have my hands full with keeping Micco busy. I have sent him on every earn I can think of. Some I have even made up.

Finally Josiah came up with a boys night off. Perry is on a out of town on a business trip. The plan was for a group of sub's to sleep over at his apartment and play games, watch movies and eat junk food.

There is only one sub who will not be at the 'sleep over'. I have a special plan for John. When we signed our contract, John wanted only one thing. A power exchange, a time where he would be in charge of the scene we would play.

Even though we have talked of it often, we have yet to try it. Well today is that day, I will change this. John will turn another year older, it's his brithday. He has so busy with the club and entertaining Micco that some how he has forgotten about his brithday, or at least he thinks I have forgotten.

We will celebrate his brithday with the power exchange. He darkness fantasy is taking a defenseless female. To hunt her down and have her any way he wanted for as long as he wanted.

I just have to find the best way to let him know that he had the green light on this scene. I log in to my computer, and pull up our contract. It takes me only a moment to find the clause I am looking for. As soon as I copy and paste it in a new file. Then I print it up, attaching my own personal note.

Placing the copy in an envelope I leave it on my desk where I know he will find it. I can only imagine his face when he finds the envelope with his name on it. Along with the black breathable soft hood. I know once he reads my note he will know exactly what to do. The hunt will be on, and I will have to move fast.

I am alone, unprotected, and the perfect prey.

15.6 The Dominant will allow the submissive a exchange of power. The Dominant agrees to let the submissive experience the ultimate control of a scene of his own choosing. With no threat of punishments.

This all set up in advance, we have spent hours working our the details. I can't worry about this now, I have to get on the move. I throw my hood up on my jacket and quickly left my office. The thrill of the chase is a big part of the scene.

The blast of cold November wind almost stole my breath away, once I was in the parking lot. I broke and ran close to the side of the building avoiding the security cameras in the private parking lot.

Now i just have to picked my way to the front on the building through the side street. All the while looking over my shoulder for any signs of John. My movements are almost clumsy with the thought at him may all ready on the hunt. Half way down the alley I nearly jumped out of my skin when a black cat knocked over some boxes. An a scurity guy appears an the end of the alley.

I hold myself tight against the block wall as the guard looks around. I stoped breathing as I listen to his radio sound off.

"Fender check in!" John's natural smooth voice had taken on a gravely sound.

"Alley-way out side the building." Fender took a step further into the dark alley. "I thought I heard something"

"Check it out," There was a brief pause, "if you find her, bring her to me."

With those words my muscles locked down, and didn't dare move a inch. Just as Fender stepped closer the cat shot out of hiding and rocked pasted him.

"Damn, cat!" He reported back in the radio. "No sign of her, boss. Just a cat."

"Return inside, we will turn the club upside-down." John voice sounded deadly. Fender quickly move back in the building. I slowly let out a relived breath and continue to my goal. The front entrance.

At the corner of the building I hesitated. My hart was still pounding from the encounter with Fender. The crowd at the club front door was extremely large and loud. The bouncer was fairly new on the job and from the looks of the crowd he had his hands full.

I waited him to be distracted by the pretty girls in the line. Once his back was turned I made a bee line for the door. I slipped pass him through the door and try stayed in the dark shadows of the club.

Now, I just have too avoid John and a staff of about twenty scurity guys. As I make way to our playroom.

I am stoping this here. This is part 1 of this scene. Part 2 will be out soon.
Ttfn.