"Frank, I'm so sorry about you mom," Mr. Stump said when I walked into my session.

I've been practicing fake crying and thank fuck that was paying off right about now.

I sniffled, looking down at my feet.

"Oh, you poor thing," he mumbled.

He pulled me into a hug and a smiled, trying my hardest to contain my laugh. God, he is so fucking stupid.

-+-

I was about to start cooking dinner when I realized I didn't have any chicken.

"Baby! I'm running out to the store!" I called.

I frowned when I got no reply. I went into the other room and saw him with headphones on, coloring on a piece of paper with some crayons he must've found. His head bobbed softly to the music and I smiled. I tapped his shoulder and he took off his headphones to look up at me.

"I'm going to the store," I told him. "Can I trust you enough to not chain you up?"

He smiled and nodded. I sighed, grabbing my keys and heading out. It didn't take long at the store and I walked back quickly. Gee being alone made me a little nervous, especially since he wasn't chained in the basement. I cleaned up Mr. Stump's body earlier so at least that was one less thing I had to worry about.

I walked inside, immediately looking for something bad that must've happened. There was soft footsteps and I looked over to where Gee was standing in the doorway, my open laptop in his arms.

"Daddy, I was checking my email and I found a lot of weird emails," he said.

"You used my laptop without asking?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

Gee looked between me and the laptop, whimpering quietly.

"What were the emails?" I asked.

He handed me the device and I saw the emails. They were awful. They made my blood boil. It talked about everything this man would do to Gee if he got his hands on him. How he would fuck his pretty ass until Gee came over and over again. How he'd come all over my baby's porcelain pale skin. All sorts of nasty things he'd do.

"Who the fuck is this?" I growled.

Gee whimpered, hugging me tight as I set the laptop on the table.

"Daddy, he's scaring me," Gee cried. "I don't want him to touch me."

I wrapped my arms around him, a dark scowl on my face.

"I won't let him lay a finger on him," I reassured. "Do you know who he is?"

He shook his head, sniffling quietly.

"I-I've never heard of him before," Gee whimpered.

I frowned but Gee wouldn't let go of me.

"I'm scared," he cried.

I caressed his cheek, kissing his forehead.

"Don't be scared, baby, daddy's gonna take care of it," I said.

He nodded softly and I ran a hand through his hair. I pulled him upstairs to my bedroom, getting him nice and comfortable in my bed.

"You wait here until I get back, okay?" I asked and he nodded.

I put his headphones on him, which was connected to my iPod. I started playing some music for him as I handed him his coloring book and his crayons. I went to leave but Gee stopped me, as he always does.

"My kissies, daddy!" Gee exclaimed loudly because of the volume of his music.

I sighed, going back and giving him a kiss.

He smiled, looking down at his coloring book s I walked out and shut the door. I went to the laptop, finding the emails again. They were sent by some man named Bob Bryar.

There was a ring on my doorbell and I groaned in annoyance. I opened the door, seeing a man with dark, wavy hair.

"Yeah?" I asked. 

"Frank," he said and my eyes narrowed.

"How do you know who I am?" I questioned.

"It's me, Joe," he reminded me. "Patrick's husband, we met when you were younger."

Oh fuck.

Oh fuck me in the ass.

What the fuck.

"Okay," I said. "Why are you here?"

"Well, Patrick said he was gonna go and visit you but he never came home last night," Joe told me.

I frowned. "He never came here."

"He didn't?" Joe asked. "He never came here?"

"No, maybe he was on his way but just never arrived," I said. "It's just been me here the whole time."

"Shit," Joe mumbled, running a hand through his hair. "Sorry, I've gotta go."

"Yeah, good luck," I said.

He turned and hurried away while I shut the door. I smiled, going back to my laptop. I tracked the IP address, finding out exactly where this Bob person was. I was about to leave when I thought differently. I went upstairs, seeing Gee coloring the dress of a princess. I tapped his shoulder and he looked up, taking off his headphones as he smiled.

"Back so soon, daddy?" He asked.

"We're going out," I said.

"Where to?" He asked.

"Places," I said.

Gee set down his book and his pink crayon. He got up, stretching softly as he sighed.

"Here, I grabbed a dress for you," I said.

Gee took the dress and skipped it over his head. It was light pink and had little flowers on it. I grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the door.

"Can I bring Puppy too?" He asked.

"Yeah, sure," I said.

He hurried downstairs, coming back up with his kangaroo stuffed animal. We went into the garage and he watched nervously. I opened the passenger door to the car, helping Gee in and buckling him. I got into my side and he hugged Puppy tight. Gee flinched when I started the car, reaching over to hold my hand. I drove off towards the address I had memorized.

"Stay here," I ordered when I parked in the driveway of the house.

"Are you gonna be back soon?" He asked.

I nodded my head, giving him a reassuring smile. He seemed reluctant to let go but he finally did. I walked up the front steps, knocking on the door. A man opened it and I realized it had been the man who was stalking Gee.

"You," I growled.

I pushed him inside his house, slamming the door shut.

"What the fuck?!" Bob shouted.

I saw his computer turned on and I went to it, seeing all the emails he had sent. There was also a picture or two of Gee.

"I'm the only one who's allowed to stalk Gee!" I yelled.

He pushed me and I gave him a dark look.

"Get out of my house," he ordered.

"You've been sending my baby so many disgusting emails," I spat.

"What are you gonna do about it?" He asked.

I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, slamming him against the wall.

"Everything you said you were going to do to my baby in those emails," I whispered, "I'm going to do to you."

-+-

I sighed quietly, buckling up my belt.

"Pull up your pants, you look pathetic," I spat.

I looked at Bob, still covered in my come. I smirked quietly as he pulled up his pants, his hands still shaking. I grabbed some rope, tying his hands to a support column. I went outside and opened Gee's door. He smiled up at me happily.

"Daddy, I've been in here for so long now and I'm okay!" He cheered.

I smiled, kissing his forehead.

"Come here," I said.

I led him inside the house, his free hand holding Puppy by his tail. Bob's eyes widened when he saw Gee and I shut the door.

"Who's this, daddy?" Gee asked.

"This is the man who sent the emails," I said.

Gee whimpered, stepping behind me slightly.

"Oh baby, he's not gonna hurt you," I said.youre going to hurt him."

"I am?" Gee asked.

I smiled and nodded.

"He sent you such awful things, doesn't he deserve a punishment?" I asked.

Gee nodded slowly. He stepped forward, slapping Bob roughly. I smiled, watching as Gee hit him twice more. He turned to me and giggled happily.

"Having fun, baby?" I asked.

He smiled and nodded.

"Good boy," I praised, kissing his forehead. "Keep going, I'm gonna look around."

He nodded as I grabbed my backpack and walked around his house. I grabbed any cash or other valuable things and stuffed them into my backpack.  By the time I came back, Bob was bruised and bleeding and Gee was smiling. I went over, giving Gee a heated kiss. I grabbed his ass, pulling his body against me. Gee whimpered softly and I reached into where I had the gun in the back waistband of my jeans. I put it into his hand and he looked down at it in confusion.

"Shoot him, baby," I whispered.

I turned him to face Bob, who was watching us with wide eyes. My arms were wrapped around Gee, my hands on his as I lifted the gun up and pointed it at Bob. I moved my hands down to his hips, sucking on his neck.

"Daddy," Gee whimpered.

I reached around and palmed him through his panties. He moaned and I smirked, sucking dark bruises on his pale skin.

"C'mon, baby, shoot him," I muttered.

There was a muted gunshot and I smiled, watching the way blood splattered over everything. I pushed Gee over to the couch, bending him over the armrest. I pushed him his dress and pulled down his panties, spanking him quickly. Gee moaned, sticking his ass up higher. The gun slipped from his hand and fell to the floor. I got down on my knees behind him, kneading the skin of his ass in my hands. It was still a little pink from the whippings but it was a lot better now.

I spread his ass, my tongue running flat over his hole. Gee took in a shaky breath as I smirked. My tongue ran around the tight ring of muscles slowly, sucking on the skin. Gee's legs were shaking slightly as I ate him out. I pushed in two fingers, my spit slicking them up. I scissored him, pushing them farther in.

"Daddy," he moaned.

I moved my fingers in and out quickly, my fingertips brushing his prostate. My tongue licked around my fingers.

"I-I'm gonna come," he choked out.

"Already?" I asked.

He whimpered and nodded. I slipped in a third finger, fucking him with them. I hit his prostate every time, hearing his loud moans. His hand reached down, stroking himself quickly.

"O-oh my god," he whimpered.

He came suddenly, white liquid pouring over his fingers. He wiped it on his dress as I stood him up, fixing his clothes. Gee looked down and frowned.

"I got some blood on my dress," he pouted.

"Don't worry, I can get it out," I said.

I went around, wiping off our fingerprints. Gee was watching Bob's dead body, a small smile on his face.

"I killed someone," he said.

"I know, you're so good," I praised, kissing his forehead. "C'mon, let's go home."

He smiled, picking up Puppy and walking out the door with me.