Caught in the Net (13 page)

“That would be much better, don’t you agree?”

“Nope.  Let’s get back.”  He kissed her quickly before
abruptly breaking away. 

She scowled.  “And you call me a tease.”

They returned to the table, noticing that Jen and
Michael were sitting closer together.  They looked up as the couple approached.

“Are you two up for taking a walk on the beach?  It’s
nice outside,” Rich asked, holding the chair out for Sam.

“That sounds great.  Jen?” Michael asked.

“Oh yes, please.”

“Mike!”  Sam tugged at his sleeve.  “Rich thinks our
connection might be chemical!  We need to sample…”

“On a date.  Not working.  Turn it off, sis.”

“I can’t.  Besides, you need to protect me.  Rich is
being mean.”

“I doubt that.  I’m not even going to ask what you
did.”  Michael smiled, kissing her forehead as he stood and helped Jen out of
her chair.  Sam stuck her lower lip out in a pout, which Michael pushed right
back in.  “A seagull is going to land and poop on that.”

“Bite me,” she grumbled half-heartedly.  Michael
obliged, laughing as she yelped.  Their play made both Jen and Rich laugh
loudly and look at each other.

“Is this typical of them?” Jen asked. 

“The whole family is bat crack crazy.  You’ll have an
easier time than I did when you meet their parents.  All they could think of was
ordering Sam not to grow up,” Rich snickered, reaching his hand for his
girlfriend’s. 

She rubbed her neck where her brother had chomped. 
“That hurt.  You wait, mister, I know where you sleep.”

“Ooo, I’m scared.  Actually,” he whispered to Rich and
Jen, “I am.  Lord knows what I’m going to wake up next to.”

“What do you mean by that?” Jen asked. 

“Last time I received that threat, there was a baby
skunk under my covers.  Dad was not happy.”

“Oh my…” Jen smiled, eyes twinkling as the bright,
full moon shined on her face.

The four got into Michael’s car to drive to the cove. 
Without hesitation, his sister tossed her shoes in the car and ran out to the
water.  The other three followed her slowly.

“Isn’t it cold?”  Jen asked, kicking off her shoes and
sticking her toe in the surf.

“It’s heaven.  Rich, join me.”

“I’m not getting wet tonight,” Rich said, watching Jen
wade out to join the girl.  The boys listened to them laughing.

“I don’t think she’s ever had a female friend,” Michael
stated, walking slowly along the sand.

“It’s good for her.  Uh oh, do you see what I see?” Rich
said, pointing to the waves. 

Michael squinted then groaned.  “Oh boy.  Sam, bring
Jen out.  You have a visitor coming,” Michael ordered. 

Pausing, his sister turned to look at the water, and
then grabbed Jen’s hand to pull her out of the surf.  “Don’t worry, just stand
back.  He’ll soak you.”

“What are you… OH!” Jen shrieked as Ton launched
himself onto the beachhead, wiggling and snapping to ground himself.  Sam
waited for him to drop his fluke and approached him with a kiss.  “Hi baby.  Is
everything okay?”

Ton imaged a large mass of squid and some swirling. 
He had fed well and was content.  He also imaged the new pod member standing fearfully
next to Michael.  Sam imaged a mate.  Ton opened his mouth, snapping his jaws.

“Don’t scare her.  She’s not like Rich.  I’ll see, okay? 
Jen?  Ton wants to meet you.”

Jen stood frozen in place, disbelieving what she was
witnessing.  She looked up at Michael, seeing the calm comfort in his eyes. 
“Are you kidding me?”

“Welcome to our world, Miss Carter.  I’ll go with
you…”

“NO!” was imaged sharply in his mind.  He looked at
Ton.  “Did you just tell me ‘no’?” he asked his sister. 

She shook her head.  “Not me.  Ton.  He wants to taste
her.  Jen, please trust me.  Take my hand.”

The girl was trembling as she reluctantly moved
forward, accepting Sam’s outstretched palm.  Holding her hand, she placed it on
Ton’s smooth, rubbery skin.  He squealed then snorted.

“You’re tickling him.”

“You act like you two really talk,” Jen said, relaxing
as she stroked him harder.

“We do.  Okay, he’s happy.  One more thing…”

“Samantha!  Don’t you dare!” both Michael and Rich
ordered, as the whale opened his mouth.  She ignored them as she placed her
hand on his tongue and rubbed the length of it.

“Look at those teeth… I don’t know.”

“I’ll keep my hand here.  Go on.  Just the tip where
his taste buds are,” Sam urged.  Jen squatted, closing her eyes, and inserted
her hand into his mouth.  Ton whistled, wiggling happily.  He liked her.  Sam
smiled.  “He thinks you’re tasty.  That means he likes you.  I need to get him
back into the water; he’s drying a bit.  Let’s go, my friend.”

The sand pocket was smooth and easy for the whale to
return to open sea.  Jen stood ankle deep in the surf, just staring.  She
turned to Michael, awed.  She suddenly grew aware of the other onlookers at the
beach and blushed furiously.  “I, uh… Michael, take me home please.”

“What’s wrong?” he asked, putting his arm around her
shoulders.  It felt good, safe.  She suddenly understood how his sister felt
with him.

“I hate being the center of attention.  I want to
hide.”

“Do you really want to go home, or just disappear from
these people?” he asked with concern, seeing the observers flood Sam and Rich
with questions.

“Disappear.  I like being with you.”

“Okay, let me take care of this.  Ladies and
Gentlemen, I’m Lt. Quimby of the National Mammal Research Division.  This is a
military training exercise and we would appreciate it, if you would please
disperse so that we may continue our work.  Thank you.”  His voice boomed.  Jen
shrunk into his arm, stunned by his confidence.  Without a sound, the people
scattered.  He squeezed her gently.  “Better?”

“Yes, thank you.  Can you tell me what just happened? 
Does she have a PET killer whale?”

“Ton is nobody’s pet.  He is a wild animal with more
intelligence than we can begin to understand.  I can’t go into details with you
because of security, but you have to believe me when I tell you, she has this
weird natural affinity with cetaceans.  This is part of her research.  Rich and
I have the job of trying to make it more accessible.”

“I put my hand in its mouth.  All I could think of is
that it would bite my arm off.”  She shuddered.

“Think of how we feel when my crazy sister lies across
his jaws.  He’s a giant killing machine with sharp teeth and she treats him
like a hammock.  We have to trust her when she says he will not harm anyone in
her pod.  That means her family and friends.”

“I just can’t believe your dad lets her do it.”

“He doesn’t care for it, but it’s impossible to stop
her.  You’ll see soon enough if you hang around with us.  I told you she was a
handful.  Let’s walk a bit,” he said, picking up her shoes for her and taking
her hand.  He glanced back at his sister, she was arguing with Rich.

“You need to stop doing that to people.  You scared
the hell out of that poor girl,” Rich said, frowning. 

Sam put her hands on her hips.  “I did what Ton asked
me to do.  It guaranteed her safety.  And you can’t tell me what to do.”

“Don’t get stubborn with me, short stuff.  I know how
it feels to have my hand in that mouth.  You’re gonna mess things up with
Mike.”

“I am not.  They really like each other.  And who are
you calling short stuff?”  She glared up into his face.

“Do you see anyone else around who barely touches the
5’2” mark?  Are you even tall enough to go on a roller coaster?”

“I hate roller coasters.  They scare me.”

“They what?  Is this coming from the girl who dives
500 feet into canyons and flies helos like they were stunt planes?  Who puts
her whole body in a killer whale’s mouth?  Roller coasters scare you?”  Rich
started laughing. 

She scowled.  “I have no control when I’m in them. 
Don’t laugh at me or I’ll forget I’m a lady and kick your ass right here and
now.”

“That sounds like a challenge.  Think you have a
chance?”

“Yes.”  She lifted her chin with the tilt she
inherited from her father. 

Rich put his finger on her nose.  “Are you aware of my
background in hand to hand?”

“Does it matter?  I’m a Special Forces officer.  I
have multiple black belt ratings.”

“You need to take a look at my records before you go
there.  I think I could very easily give you a run for your money.  And don’t
think I would hold back because you’re a girl.”

“I get close to beating Mike when we spar,” came the
stubborn answer. 

Rich shrugged.  “I like healthy competition.  However,
we need to put a wager on this.  If you win, what do you want?”

“You need to take me shopping.  For shoes.”

Rich groaned.  Michael had warned him.  “Very well. 
And if I win?”

“What do you want?”

“Well, I can’t have what I really want just yet, and
that’s to ravage your body.  So I’ll settle for the next best thing.  You will
submit yourself and be obedient to my command for an entire day.  Failure to do
so will result in immediate punishment.”

“You kinky bastard,” the girl grinned. 

Rich shook his finger at her.  “Next time you swear
I’ll tell your uncle.  Well?  Is it a deal?”

“Are you serious?”

“Are you backing down?”

“No.  I’m just surprised that you’re so kinky.”  She
was smiling, liking the idea.

“You have no idea,” Rich smiled back.  “I’ll give you
24 hours to think about it and look at my background.  We’ll decide on Sunday.”

“Okay.  You still can’t tell me what to do,” she
giggled, grabbing his arm. 

Rich kissed the top of her head.  “Watch me.”

Sam giggled, watching her brother kiss Jen good
night.  The girl positively melted in his strong arms.  She elbowed Rich. 
“Looks like they have some chemistry too.  He’s going to owe me big time for
this.”

“Just don’t scare her off.  He’d never forgive you.”

“If I did that, then they weren’t meant for each
other.  Hey, bro!  So, I gather I did well.”

“You, my dearest baby sister, did great.  I really
like that lady.  She wants to double again.  No fucking killer whales next
time!” he added sternly, starting his car to take Rich back to base.

“I didn’t call him and you know it.  Tell Rich I
didn’t make up Ton’s requests.  He thinks I was just trying to scare her.”

“Not this time.  This was Ton’s doing.  But you could
have explained her fear to him.  She wanted to leave after that.  Plus all
those people really intimidated her.  Sam, I really like this girl.  Help me,
okay?”

“I can only be who I am.  But, if it makes you feel
better, I like her too.  Unless she gives me a good reason, I won’t chase her
off or have Ton eat her.”

“I guess I should thank you for that.  Do you guys
want to take the boat out Sunday?  Maybe have a picnic on one of the islands?”

“I think that’s asking for trouble, Mike.  You know
damn well SOMEONE will pull a doozy, and it might involve more than a killer
whale,” Rich warned.  “Speaking of trouble, would you believe that same little
someone is challenging ME to a sparring match?”  He told him of the wager as
well.

“What?  Samantha, are you nuts?  So you have any idea
what this man can do?”

“I guess not,” she answered, hearing the tone in her
brother’s voice that meant business.  “Would you care to enlighten me?”

“He can beat me in the ring.  Even with your cheating
and your speed, I don’t think you stand a chance.  I’ve started training with
him.  I think that would be a good idea for you too.”

“Oh shit.”

“Mike, that’s the third time she’s sworn tonight.  I
told her I was going to tell your uncle if I heard it again.  He specifically
charged me to watch her for that.”

“I have a better solution.  Deal with her yourself
since you heard it.  Make her think twice,” Michael commented. 

His sister hissed.  “I don’t need you telling my
boyfriend to start dealing with me, Michael Scott!  And I don’t need a
boyfriend who thinks he can boss me around.”

“Oh my, got your Irish up, didn’t we?  Samantha, I
love you, but that is exactly what you need.  Now sit back and be quiet,” Michael
ordered.  “So back to Sunday, any ideas?”

“I do have one.  Do you have access to a plane?”

“Of course.  I’m licensed, too.”

“Me too.  Let’s take the girls somewhere special.  We
can talk later about where.”  Rich said, glancing in the back seat at his
pouting girlfriend.

“Good idea.  I need to go check on some things in
engineering.  I’ll be back in a few minutes.  You,” he said to his sister, as
he parked in Rich’s driveway on base, “Stay here and behave.”

“Fine,” she pouted, getting out of the car and
following Rich into the house.  They heard Michael drive away as Rich turned on
the lights.

“What’s gotten into you tonight?” he asked, handing
her a glass of iced tea. 

She perched on a chair and shrugged.  “I don’t know. 
I’m sorry.  I can be bratty at times.”

“You sure can.”  He sat on the couch. 

She tucked her feet under her, curling in a little
ball.  “Does that mean you don’t want to go out with me anymore?” she asked
quietly. 

Rich frowned.  “Where did that come from?  It just
makes things more intriguing for me.  I like brats.  Especially when I have the
chance to deal with them.  Now come here,” he ordered firmly. 

She stared at him, mouth open.  “I don’t think so.”

“I didn’t ask, now, did I?  You heard what I said. 
I’ve been very patient and understanding as we’ve been getting to know each
other, but you have to admit, you deliberately raised the bar tonight.  Did you
think I would just ignore this?”

“No.”

“So how much respect would you have toward me if I
just laughed off rude behavior?  You know how I feel about that.”

“I wasn’t that bad.”

“No, you weren’t.  But you also know your parents’
feeling about swearing, and that it isn’t very ladylike.”

“You and Michael swear.  So do Daddy and Scott.”

“Right or wrong, and I know you won’t go for this, but
the fact is that men swearing isn’t as offensive as when it comes out of the
mouth of a young woman.  I want my girl to be sophisticated and classy.  Now,
do as I tell you and come here.”  His tone and expression made it impossible
for her to disobey.

Sam slowly unfolded her legs from beneath her and
walked over to the couch where Rich sat.  He took her hands in his and kissed
her lips.  He then patted his lap.  “Over my knee.  I’m sensing this is the
first of many encounters we have yet to share together.”

“You do know you are kinky,” the girl muttered, slowly
obeying. 

Rich smoothed her thin skirt down over her bottom,
resting his hand on the material.  “I know.  Believe it or not, this can be an
enjoyable experience, but not for you quite yet.  Let’s see how tough you are
with me,” he said, raising his hand and landing with a full loud smack to the
upturned mounds.  She gasped.  It hurt!  Even through the material.  She had no
idea how strong he was until now.  A second, third, fourth and fifth smack
slowly followed, each exact and leaving a painful sting that made her just want
to escape.  She bit her lip, fighting back tears.

“How does this feel?” Rich asked, landing two more
slaps.

She felt a tear skip down her face.  “It hurts.  I’m
sorry.  I promise I’ll be better,” she whimpered, trying so hard not to cry. 
Three more smacks; the tears were now starting to escape.

“Are you learning anything?  Especially about me?”

“Yes, Rich.  Please, stop.  I’ll be good.  It hurts!” she
begged, reaching back to protect herself.  He grabbed her wrist, holding it
firmly against her side.  His hand fell another four times and she started to
softly cry.  He paused, hand on her bottom, caressing the warm, rounded cheeks
under the material.

“No more cussing?”

“I’ll try my best.  I promise,” she sniffed, still
facing the floor.  Despite the pain, his hand felt so good on her.

“Do you want to try my patience again anytime soon?”

“No, Rich.  I’m really sorry.  Please don’t be mad at
me.”

“I’m not angry at all.  In fact, I’m finding this
rather delightful.  I like you submissive,” he commented, still holding her
over his lap, tracing the outline of her bottom with his hand and fingers. “And
I’m looking forward to when I can spank this perfect little backside without
the restriction of clothing.  Maybe I should have you start wearing thongs.”

“You can’t tell me… OW!”  He smacked her hard three
times.

“Care to rephrase?”

“I’ll start wearing them if you want me to, Rich,” she
whimpered, once again feeling his hand stroking her sore backend. 

“I also want you to show me a little more respect when
we are in private.  You are to address me as ‘Sir’ when we are alone.  You have
rank in public; I have it in private.  Understand?”

“Yes Sir, Rich.”  Her mind swam with questions.  Was
Michael the same way?  She strongly suspected Scott was as well.  As strange as
it was, she felt safe and comfortable with this side of Rich.  Even more than
before.  Michael was right, she needed a man exactly like him or she wouldn’t
have any respect for him.  But his spanking hurt as much as Scott’s!

“Good girl.  Now stand up and look at me.  This was
just a taste of what I can give.  Both in pain and in pleasure.”  He smiled,
tracing his finger slowly down the front of her dress.  “You decide which you
prefer.”

“I want to make love to you,” she whispered. 

Rich ran his thumb over her lips.  “Me too, but we
promised.  We owe ourselves and your family that.  Now I want you to sit that
bottom on my lap and let me taste your sweetness.”

She didn’t have to be told twice before strongly
locking her mouth to his.  She loved kissing him.  It was sweeter than
chocolate and more soothing than floating in a kelp forest.  She felt the
swirling start and brought his hand to cup her breast.  He slowly played with
her nipple through the material as his tongue explored her hot mouth.  She
could feel him hardening under her.  She could tell he was very well endowed
and it left her feeling hungry for him.  He pulled away.

“I need to stop or I won’t be able to control myself. 
Do you do that on purpose?” he panted, slowly standing
and adjusting his
slacks.

“No, I don’t know how it happens.”  She shook her
head.  “Could we try something?”

“Give me a minute to recover,” he requested, walking
into the kitchen.  She waited patiently for him to return, sitting on the
opposite side of the couch.

“Okay, what do you want to do?” he asked, joining her.

“I want to see if I can touch you mentally.  How close
do we have to be before you are affected by the swirls?”

Rich laughed.  “My sweet little scientist.  When the
time comes, are you going to turn our love making into an experiment?”

“Probably,” she smiled.  “Okay, tell me if you feel or
sense anything.  If you do, we’ll try it again when Mike comes back.”

“And you called ME kinky?”

They both closed their eyes and the girl allowed her
mind to relax, recalling the sensation of his caresses.  She sensed the
swirling patterns in her mind and the increase of awareness to sound, smell and
touch.  She could hear his breathing; it matched hers.  She could smell his
cologne as though he sat right next to her.  She could feel his breath on her
neck and face although he was on the other side of the couch.   She felt like
she was floating in a sea of sensation with every nerve fiber tingling.  It was
pure bliss.

“Sam, we… we need to stop right now,” Rich panted. 
She opened her eyes.  He looked drugged. 

She brought him a cool washcloth for his face. 
“Here.  I guess I can swirl you.”

“Sweetheart, the word is seduce.  And yes, it almost
leaves me helpless.  I feel weak and defenseless, yet my only thought is how
can I please you.  It’s both frightening and amazing at the same time.  I want
more, but don’t want it at all.  It’s like I’m on ecstasy or something.”

“Do you think you can handle it again when Michael
comes over?”

“I’m afraid I might end up embarrassing myself if this
keeps up,” Rich admitted.

“I’m well aware of men’s reactions and their needs
even though I have no personal experience.  If you want, you can go take a cold
shower or something.  I can help, if you want,” she added mischievously.

“As tempting as that offer is, I think I need to be by
myself right now.  I’ll be out soon.”  Rich kissed her quickly before racing
back to his room.  Sam smiled with satisfaction.  She liked this new found
power.

Michael knocked at the door the same time Rich emerged
from the bathroom, towel drying his short hair.  “Hey, buddy.  Come on in. 
We’re in the living room.”

“Washing the sand off?  It takes time to get used to
it.”

“No, that’s not it.  Your sister decided to try a
science experiment on me.  You’re next.”

“Oh no, what now, Samantha?  What are you up to this
time?”

“I want you to sit down and close your eyes.  Tell me
if you sense anything.”

Shrugging, Michael plopped in a chair near where Rich
was sitting.  He closed his eyes and relaxed.  This wasn’t the first time he
had played this game with his sister.  What he wasn’t expecting was the
response.

“My God… I hear singing,” he whispered, trying to make
out the words, but they weren’t human voices.  “I feel like I’m floating, but
can’t feel myself touch anything.  It’s beautiful, like when we were… Samantha!” 
His eyes shot open.  Rich was already in a cold sweat.  Poor guy.  She released
them.

“What?”

“You were integrating me.  How the hell did you do
that?  Rich, are you all right?”

“I need another cold shower.  Excuse me,” the man said
uncomfortably, racing back into his bedroom. 

“I make him horny,” she giggled. 

“That isn’t very nice, little sister.”

“What he did to me wasn’t very nice, either.  I think
he’s stronger than Scott is.”

“He very well might be, so don’t push it.  Are you
ready to go home?”

“Yeah, let me go say goodbye,” Sam said, trotting
quickly into the back room before her brother could stop her.  Rich had his
shirt off and was leaning over the sink.  She crept up behind him to wrap her
arms around his sculpted waist.  “I have to go home.  Are you okay?”

“No.  You have no idea what you do to me,” he moaned,
looking at her in the mirror, his chest muscles bulging under her small hands.