Kate Educates Jacob #35.
Empire Under Siege
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Kate’s Point Of View
I usually woke up just before Jacob did. Today was no exception and, as had become my habit, I remained absolutely still, gazing into the relaxing face of a man I could love until the end of time.
As I stared, his eyes flickered slightly and I wondered if he really was asleep. Being a trained killer, I doubted Jacob was entirely unaware that I was awake.
My thoughts turned to our relationship and how we had transcended beyond a simple dynamic centered on me, a dominant woman and Jacob, her submissive boyfriend to something far more inter-dependent.
In every sense, Jacob was my equal, proving himself masterful in managing, problems at GD and around the estate while easily and respectfully dealing with my mother.
We used our dungeon frequently, for spanking fun, relaxation, and as a place where Jacob found increasingly more inventive ways to fuck me. I’d been had over barrels, across vaulting horses, in the fuck swing and on a queening stool more times in a few months than ever before.
“You like the St Andrew’s Cross best of all though, fiancee.”
I saw his lip quiver, almost forming a mischievous grin.
“I’m not convinced you’re asleep, Jacob.”
“I’m not sleeping, but I know you like to watch me wake up.”
I snuggled closer, stole a kiss and rifled my fingers through his thick hair.
“Will you come to GD campus with me today please?”
“Of course. I’ll drive you there. Perhaps I could explore a bit more.”
“And find some new problems to solve?”
“If you’d like me to Kate.”
“Yes please. I have a new Marketing Executive arriving. I’ll need Andrew’s permanent support here, so building loyalty and capability at the campus is crucial.”
“Who’s the newbie?”
“Hannah. She’s an old friend from college, recently divorced and in need of a change in pace.”
“She’s already on my list to find accommodation for on the estate. Your mom mentioned her to me a week ago.”
“Is that okay? I didn’t want to step on your toes.”
“Of course it’s fine. I suggest you put her in the main house at first, giving me time to sub-contract refurbishment work for an old hunting lodge on the Estate’s forest edge.”
“Oh wow. I know that place. Hannah will love it.”
“Not without running water and a new roof she won’t.”
“Hannah is very feisty Jacob.”
“Does she ride?”
“Yeah, horses, and men.”
“I’ll warn the grooms on both counts.”
I felt his kiss shimmer through me before our lips touched. His hands caressed, then gripped my ass cheeks, firing up an already ascending libido when a single finger stroked the length of my spine while his tongue played with mine.
Jacob’s touch made me sizzle, with goosebumps rising on my skin’s surface like a thousand firefly’s twinkling alive.
He rolled on top of me, gazing lovingly and suggestively, almost hopefully.
“Do you want to make love, Jacob?”
“Don’t you?”
“I asked you first.”
“Of course I do, Kate. I can’t get enough of you.”
“What about our run and the training regime you’ve set for us?”
“I’d rather make love.”
“Me too, but it’s hellish warm in here, could you toss the duvet away please?”
We ordinarily fooled around in the shower because Jacob’s morning wood was immense, and given my duty of care, I felt it a reasonable and enjoyable workout to dispense of his sexual frustration whenever it arose.
He made love as though each time would be the moment that impregnated me, filling my pussy slowly, fucking me harder when my hole engorged, leaving his cock inside for ages after he filled me with semen. I guessed he believed it might help more of his semen hit our mutually desired target.
As I descended from a massive climax, checking the time, I worried about being late.
“Why don’t you check your app while I shower first? I need a head-start since we’re going to GD.”
“Are you dressing to thrill or impress?”
I spun around, halfway to the bathroom, loving the moments when I could tease my lover.
“Which do you prefer, Jacob?”
“I’m always flooded by both.”
“That’s the right answer sweetheart.”
I skipped away to the toilet with a trail of warm semen leaking down my inner thigh. I wasn’t pregnancy testing yet, preferring to miss a period before subjecting myself to the torture of peeing on a stick, then waiting for its result.
While I lazed in the shower, Jacob reviewed data from a security management app he’d installed on his phone. I mused at my good fortune in enjoying the love of an amazing man who cared about all aspects of my life.
We’re soulmates.
I toweled myself dry, rejoining Jacob who was still busily updating himself on matters relating to estate management. He took the work seriously and was so effective mom wouldn’t cross him. She told me that sitting in Jacob’s office reading, answering his occasional questions and sharing a coffee moment from time to time felt like Richard was back in her life.
I stepped back into our bedroom and saw him finishing his checks.
“I feel safe, Jacob.”
“The new systems are working fine, motion sensors, new CCTV camera’s, staff booking in and out roster. This technology makes a big difference to Granger Hall’s security, Kate.”
I sat down beside Jacob drying wet hair with a towel before the hairdryer assault began. The fitting of trackers on all cars, a tiny one in my handbag and probably others he’d hidden elsewhere were not what I’d referred to.
“I feel safe because of you, Jacob. Your love and presence in my life is a calming influence. I don’t fear anything when you are near.”
“Is that why you’ve invited me to GD today?”
“Partly, yes. I also love being near you.”
“Me too Kate. After breakfast, I’ll have my car ready.”
“I’m sure you will.”
He loved the BMW but had little chance of enjoying its raw power and handling. The drive to GD would solve that problem too.
Mom, Tiffany, and Claire attended breakfast. I checked in on my Personal Assistant, after the unpleasantness Greg had caused.
“You’re coming with me today.”
“Oh, where are we going?”
“GD Campus. You’ll meet an old friend who’s taking over our Marketing effort.”
“It will be nice to have a change of scene.”
“Listen Tiff, I don’t want any sulking about Greg. He’s a total wanker and you did nothing wrong.”
She seemed appreciative of my efforts to ease her guilt, but Tiffany was a worrier and inclined to being hard on herself. I edged over to mom, taking a couple of minutes to have a quiet chat with her.
“Have you thrashed her this morning?”
“I haven’t had time.”
“I need to leave soon mom. Can you spank Tiffany to rid her of this self pity, then send her out to Jacob’s car in about twenty minutes?”
“Consider it done.”
Mom left straight away, like a bolt from a crossbow, winging her way towards the dining-room door, beckoning a bewildered Tiffany with her. A quick glance at me, my impish smile shot back, and she knew immediately what was coming.
Claire begged to ride Beauty, waylaying me for five minutes and by the time I arrived in the car park, Jacob was cleaning his Aviator sunglasses ready for our drive.
“You look like an F22 Pilot.”
“I prefer to be more hands on in a war. Death from above is nice and all, but I like seeing the white’s of their eyes before-.”
“Oh, please stop… no more Jacob.”
He smiled, politely opening my door as he always did.
“Thank you. Tiffany will join us soon.”
“Yeah, I figured. She’ll be along in a couple of minutes. I heard the yelling stop just before you escaped Claire and ran for the door.”
“How did you know?”
“About the yelling?”
“No, about me and Claire?”
“I have camera’s in the foyer.”
He tapped his phone, looking pleased with himself. After shutting my door, he spotted Tiffany and opened hers.
“Feeling better, Tiff?”
“You know how it is, Jacob.”
“I certainly do.”
I chuckled, imagining what readers of any memoir we might write would think of a billionaires home where spanking adults became part of its culture. Perhaps mom was right and we should open a commercial dungeon or fetish club somewhere. It would certainly help diversify GD’s portfolio.
The drive to our campus slipped by like a meditation. The car’s interior was well soundproofed, comfortable and the drive into GD felt serene, filled with people watching opportunity and a time to reflect.
“Are we here already?”
“Yes sweetheart. I see a rental car in visitors’ parking. Your new VP of Marketing has arrived.”
I turned to Jacob, kissed him and nodded at Tiffany that we should go.
“I’ll leave you here then lover?”
“I’ll float around and annoy people.”
“They know who you are now. I had Andrew send out a photograph and your bio.”
“Oh.”
“I couldn’t let you remain a secret. Your medal transcends any access pass you might use. Everyone wants to talk with a war hero.”
“Why couldn’t I just remain a secret?”
“Because you are too important… to me, and for those people who work here. I made you VP of Special Projects.”
“I’ve never had a title.”
“You do now and a ring too.”
I kissed Jacob, felt his hand squeeze mine and a look of warmth cross his face.
“You’re in my parking space Jacob.”
“Oh… do I have one of those too?”
“Right next to mine.”
He glanced sideways and saw the brass plaque on wooden signage with his title.
“Thank you, Kate.”
I left with Tiffany in tow. She seemed happier after the thrashing mom gave her which I guessed was considerable given the manner of her squirming on the back seat of Jacob’s car.
“He adores you, Kate.”
“The feeling is mutual, Tiff.”
“I know. It’s easy to see. Does Jacob like me?”
I slipped through an x-ray screening booth in the foyer, passing my bag, keys, and pens to a security assistant, nodding at Andrew who waited the other side for us. Tiffany’s question surprised me, so I drew her to one side out of the way for a quick chat, noticing Andrew moved within eavesdropping range.
“Of course he does. Why would you ask something like that?”
“I’ve been nothing but trouble to him.”
I breathed in deeply, trying hard to choose my words carefully. Her confidence was shot and I seemed to be the buoy to which this drowning sailor was clinging to.
“You’re too hard on yourself.”
“I know.”
“Lighten up and focus on the great things you’ve achieved.”
“Such as?”
“I’ve never been so well organized as now. You’ve got everyone at the car rental lot on their toes with no tardiness in submission of their reports and returns. Also, Andrew thinks you’re great.”
He nodded, reaching out a hand to take hers, dragging her along because he was conscious, as I was of our time. They walked together, hand in hand, an older man who mentored a younger woman.
“If I wasn’t a gay man I’d peel your clothes off and spank your cute ass cheeks right now Tiffany.”
“Oh no, we’ve got work to do Andrew, and anyhow, I’m done dating in the office. Kate might sack you though if she’d like to do me a favor.”
“You’re such a bitch Tiffany although I will commend you on those dating choices. I never eat where I shit.”
We marched into my outer office where Andrew took control of the helm. He would brief my core staff on their imminent move to Granger estate while I met Hannah. Tiffany joined my Chief of Staff and as I watched them disappear into an adjoining meeting room, I thanked god the pair worked so well together and for me.
I stopped at my inner office door and studied my old friend before she noticed me, looking her up and down, feeling a little envious at how little she’d changed in ten years. She was staring out of panorama windows at the impressive defense industrial giant campus my father built.
“It costs so much to run, Hannah. That’s why I need more sales and multi-year contracts.”
She spun on her heels and strode towards me, beaming like the cat that got the cream.
“Hi Kate.”
“Hello Hannah, you look great.”
“You look much better than I do. It must be the new man you mentioned.”
“Partly, yes… actually more than that, probably mostly because of Jacob.”
“I can’t wait to meet him.”
“I’m sure you’ll love him. Let’s sit down and catch up.”
I used the capsule coffee machine, preparing two double espresso, adding a hint of sugar to Hannah’s.
“Do you remember when we lived off these, Kate?”
“I still do. Look… it’s none of my business and I ask through idle curiosity, but what happened between you and Daniel?”
She stirred her coffee, gazing wistfully out of the windows before taking a sip and eyeballing me.
“He wanted to swing, cuckold, hotwife, all of that and it wasn’t for me.”
“Oh. You weren’t compatible then?”
“Don’t get me wrong, I might have done it with the right guy, but Daniel went about it all wrong, started cheating and couldn’t have an honest discussion, so I left him buried balls deep in the neighbor. I think they’ll be very happy.”
I held back my laughter until she grinned, then I couldn’t stop and neither could she.
“I’ve been such a slut before coming here Kate.”
“I want all the sordid details.”
“I fucked six guys in two days, then had a lovely girl take me out for a whole night of romance.”
“I didn’t know you liked girls.”
“I do now. I’ll enjoy both together if I can.”
“Okay, well try to be discrete while staying in the house, but once Jacob has your place ready, do as you please.”
“Thank’s Kate.”
A noise in my outer office drew my attention and I glanced, smiling broadly.
“Look, speak of the devil and here he is.”
I was surprised to see Jacob so soon after we parted and noticed a flicker of concern in an expression usually panic free. I stood up and greeted him with a hug and kiss on the cheek, whereupon he whispered.
“We must leave now.”
“Come and meet Hannah first.”
His voice sounded urgent, so I knew something was afoot. Hannah and Jacob shook hands, exchanging brief pleasantries before he excused himself.
“I’ll need to leave Hannah. You have the GPS coordinates for Granger Hall right?”
“Yes, I can follow a SatNav.”
“You never could before.”
“Is it okay if I hang out here for a while Kate? Get a feel for the place.”
“Of course.”
Jacob waited in my outer office looking pensive.
“What is it?”
“We have visitors at the Hall. It’s the FBI.”
“How do you know?”
“My app blew up when a convoy of blacked out SUV hammered up the driveway ten minutes ago. They are heavily armed and not messing around.”
“Okay, let’s go.”
“What about Tiffany? Their meeting is still on.”
“She can ride home with Hannah.”
We got to the car almost in double quick time. My phone rang non-stop along the way but I wouldn’t answer until we reached the comfort and privacy of Jacob’s car whereupon I connected to his bluetooth system.
“Hi mom.”
“I’ve got the Sherriff here. He wants a word.”
“Hi Sherriff, what can I help you with?”
“Sorry to trouble you, Miss Kate, but I have some folks from Federal who want to talk with you. They have a warrant. I suggested they should wait for you, but they barged in and are turning the place upside down.”
“What are they looking for?”
“Unspecified. The lead agent is an arrogant ass, but there isn’t much I can do except facilitate his search and note the damage they are causing for a future claim.”
Jacob’s face turned white. I disconnected the call and held his hand while he slung the car into corners, safely, but at speeds he wouldn’t ordinarily consider.
“It’s the gold.”
“We don’t know that Jacob. Let’s not speculate about anything.”
We arrived at Granger’s Hall in half the usual time. The house was surrounded like an invasion force had assaulted us. By the number of vehicles, officers rushing around and their flashing lights, they clearly believed to have landed on the crime of the century.
“What’s going on?”
“Are you Kate Granger?”
“Yes.”
“I’m Special Agent Carter. We have a warrant.”
His extreme arrogance and smug expression sparked me off, but I wouldn’t show it.
“My lawyers will review all of that. If anything is out of place in our home when you’re done, we have CCTV and lots of money to sue. I’ll also broadcast the footage of your invasion and any misbehaving officers to the world.”
His jaw dropped and face turned white with an angered expression shattering an otherwise arrogant confidence. Jacob moved closer, the Sheriff laughed hilariously, looking pleased I’d pushed back.
“What are you looking for Carter?”
“Special Agent Carter.”
“Your title means nothing to me. I’ll cooperate, you’ll investigate, then we’ll part ways. Am I clear?”
“I could arrest you.”
“On suspicion of what?”
“Gold smuggling.”
“Ah, I see. Okay, let’s get to it.”
“Can you open the safe inside?”
“My fiancee can.”
“Okay, do that and then we’ll see who’s eating humble pie.”
“Don’t get sassy Carter. Just do your job.”
He moved to grip my arm, but Jacob brushed it aside, eyeballing him. The FBI sensed danger and honestly, I saw the same thing, an ominous change in Jacob’s demeanor that reminded me of his past.
“Arrest Kate, if you feel justified, otherwise don’t lay a finger on her.”
He backed off, looking nervous, suddenly referring to a powers of arrest manual he barely remembered.
Jacob reluctantly led the way to his office, with his eyes glancing in all directions trying to find a means for us to escape the search. In his office, I casually pointed at the safe.
“Just open it Jacob. Let’s get this problem out of the way.”
When he opened it, Jacob did well to contain his surprise, but Carter didn’t.
“Where the fuck is the gold?”
“What gold?”
“The gold that was in this safe, Miss Granger.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Show me the vault.”
“Okay.”
Mom and Jacob were on to me straight away, realizing I’d moved the gold. They played good parts, acting like innocents when we opened the vault where Carter’s disappointment and anger magnified.
“I know you have stolen gold stashed somewhere.”
“You look foolish Carter. The Sheriff here might arrest you for bothering us if you don’t leave soon or conclude with an apology.”
“We got a tip off.”
“Really? And what credibility does that have right now? Where is the gold you believed was here?”
“It was buried treasure, stolen from The Philippines by your father. The gold was part of a Japanese treasure haul.”
I held my hands up, knowing everything was caught on camera and could be used later as evidence if I chose.
“You came here looking for stolen treasure?”
“Well… yes.”
“Are you done now? Would you like to dig up the estate? I’m sure we have a pirate’s hat somewhere. Maybe someone could fetch you a parrot, crutch, and eye-patch.”
The Sheriff definitely was fed up and looked embarrassed but somewhat pleased, ushering a very foolish-looking agent and his colleagues out of our house.
I stood at our front door with Jacob’s arm wrapped around my waist, waving more sarcastically than I should at the FBI trucks when they passed by leaving.
“I think you have some explaining to do Kate.”
“You aren’t the only one full of surprises, fiancee.”
Next Chapter:
You’ve certainly got me intrigued Kate. More exciting dialogue, more suspense and a chapter showing that you are a master at your craft, capable of writing so much more than the simply erotic, no matter how exquisite that eroticism is. As you know, I’m addicted.