Chain Lightning II: Sheet Lightning
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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
24
Views:
3,644
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
Love Enough for Three
DISCLAIMER!
None of this happened. It's all lies. The characters in this fictional tale are exactly that, fictional. In case you don't know that means it isn't true. This not-for-profit story is pure fiction. The author makes no money from it, and it is not true exept in said author's twisted little imagination. This is true of all chapters, meaning none of them are true and the author makes no money from any chapter.
Author's Notes: Billy and Sean dip their toes into the bisexuality pool in this one. Jean is the catalyst that brings them together. Expect the unexpected...this one is actually going to have a bit of action in it as my threesome will be taking on some very dangerous characters out to silence Jean by any means...even if they have to kill her.
Chain Lightning II: Sheet Lightning
chapter one: Love Enough for Three
New Horizons
(Justin Hayward)
Well I've had dreams enough for one
And I've got love enough for three
I have my hopes to comfort me
I got my new horizons out to sea
But I'm never going to lose your precious gift
It will always be that way
Cos I know I'm going to find my own peace of mind
Someday...
Where is this place that we have found
Nobody knows where we are bound
I long to hear, I need to see
Cos I've shed tears too many for me
But I'm never going to lose your precious gift
It will always be that way
Cos I know I'm going to find my own peace of mind
Someday...
Chain Lightning II:
Sheet Lightning
chapter one:
Phases and Stages:
Love Enough for Three
Somewhere in the countryside, somewhere in the United States...
It takes a big heart to love enough for three. Once she had thought she would never love again, that life was, for her, over. She did not believe that now. Not now. Now, she knew better. She knew this because she had learned to love again, to love first herself, then two others. And finally to love more, yes, and more deeply, too. It takes a big heart to love enough for three. But now her heart was so very much bigger than it once had been.
Once she had been old, old in her soul. Not now. Now she was so much younger. Life can do that to you, make you old before your time, and as easily rejuvenate. But it didn’t happen by itself, oh, no. These things require a catalyst, and she had had not one catalyst, but three. The first had been toxic; this was the one that had made her old. The latter had made her younger, younger and healthier.
It takes a big heart to love enough for three. And the heart of Jean Bartram was now very big indeed.
When she thought back about how it had all begun she could only think of it as a nightmare. How had she ever come to love Jack? And how could he ever have done those things to her, Jack and his brother.
She had thought Jack liked her, maybe even loved her, but this hadn’t been true. What she had thought was lovemaking had turned out to be nothing more than invisible chains to make of her a slave. At first he had talked her into taking a job as an exotic dancer. The money had been good, and she had gradually gotten used to undressing in front of strangers. Jack owned the club, so she felt she would be safe there. Then he had wanted her to take up lap dancing. When she resisted he had blacked her eye for her. This was her gradual descent into hell. He had convinced her that as a dancer she was damaged goods. No decent man would ever have her. His words like poison had eaten away her resolve, and she had finally given in and done the lap dancing. It without fail made her feel like dirt, and every time she did it she hated herself more and more.
And then Jack wanted her to service his friends. She had refused, and again she had paid for it with a beating. Eventually she gave in and for this she hated herself even more. Then Jack had wanted her to perform sexually with other women for select customers. This time she had not refused, even though she loathed doing it.
After one session, Jack and his brother had decided to have her together, and it had not been pleasant. Only now did Jack show his true colors. It was during this time she discovered how much Jack enjoyed inflicting pain. And as bad as that was, his brother Joe was worse. It had gone on for hours and had culminated in an extremely violent and painful anal rape. They hadn’t wanted her to like it and had gone to a great deal of trouble to insure her screams of pain were the real thing. After this she had been left bound to the bed with a strip of tape across her mouth. She had managed to rub one end of the tape against the sheet until it had loosened more and more. Then she had struggled against the chords that bound her.
That was when Jack and his brother Joe had returned and had “assisted” her out of her bonds. After a good long while of being slapped around by the both of them she had finally had enough, enough to make her even cease to fear for her life. She spat in their faces. If they killed her, so be it. Dead was better than this hell. After they had wiped her bloody spit off their faces Jack had pulled out a knife and gone after her in a blind rage. He had sliced her across her forehead and down one cheek when she did what Jack considered unthinkable. She had leapt from the third story window.
By the time the ambulance got there, Jack and Joe had vanished. They had plenty of money and plenty of underground connections, enough to keep them on the run and on the loose until she could be “dealt with”, as Jack would have put it. She knew being “dealt with” meant she would get a free ride to the undertaker, so as soon as she was released from the hospital, she decided the safest thing would be to leave the U.S. and seek a new home and a new life elsewhere.
She had only her mother in the way of family. Her mother had become friends with an army wife who had relatives in New Zealand, and after a few phone calls she had been on her way, still bandaged from the knife wounds. She had gotten a work visa and had taken work as a maid in a motel. This had led to other jobs in the services industry.
And that was how she had met Liv Tyler.
Liv had turned out to be as beautiful on the inside as on the outside, and after some weeks Liv had managed to persuade her to talk about how she had gotten the scars that disfigured her once-pretty face. Liv had offered to help pay for the plastic surgery that would be needed to improve her looks, but Jean couldn’t bring herself to accept that much charity. So then Liv had offered to help her find higher-income work cleaning for the many stars in the movie she was working on, and this she had accepted.
And that was how she had met them, the two men who would heal her as surely as two other men had crushed her.
It takes a big heart to love enough for three. And now her heart was big enough to do just that, that and more.
None of this happened. It's all lies. The characters in this fictional tale are exactly that, fictional. In case you don't know that means it isn't true. This not-for-profit story is pure fiction. The author makes no money from it, and it is not true exept in said author's twisted little imagination. This is true of all chapters, meaning none of them are true and the author makes no money from any chapter.
Author's Notes: Billy and Sean dip their toes into the bisexuality pool in this one. Jean is the catalyst that brings them together. Expect the unexpected...this one is actually going to have a bit of action in it as my threesome will be taking on some very dangerous characters out to silence Jean by any means...even if they have to kill her.
Chain Lightning II: Sheet Lightning
chapter one: Love Enough for Three
New Horizons
(Justin Hayward)
Well I've had dreams enough for one
And I've got love enough for three
I have my hopes to comfort me
I got my new horizons out to sea
But I'm never going to lose your precious gift
It will always be that way
Cos I know I'm going to find my own peace of mind
Someday...
Where is this place that we have found
Nobody knows where we are bound
I long to hear, I need to see
Cos I've shed tears too many for me
But I'm never going to lose your precious gift
It will always be that way
Cos I know I'm going to find my own peace of mind
Someday...
Chain Lightning II:
Sheet Lightning
chapter one:
Phases and Stages:
Love Enough for Three
Somewhere in the countryside, somewhere in the United States...
It takes a big heart to love enough for three. Once she had thought she would never love again, that life was, for her, over. She did not believe that now. Not now. Now, she knew better. She knew this because she had learned to love again, to love first herself, then two others. And finally to love more, yes, and more deeply, too. It takes a big heart to love enough for three. But now her heart was so very much bigger than it once had been.
Once she had been old, old in her soul. Not now. Now she was so much younger. Life can do that to you, make you old before your time, and as easily rejuvenate. But it didn’t happen by itself, oh, no. These things require a catalyst, and she had had not one catalyst, but three. The first had been toxic; this was the one that had made her old. The latter had made her younger, younger and healthier.
It takes a big heart to love enough for three. And the heart of Jean Bartram was now very big indeed.
When she thought back about how it had all begun she could only think of it as a nightmare. How had she ever come to love Jack? And how could he ever have done those things to her, Jack and his brother.
She had thought Jack liked her, maybe even loved her, but this hadn’t been true. What she had thought was lovemaking had turned out to be nothing more than invisible chains to make of her a slave. At first he had talked her into taking a job as an exotic dancer. The money had been good, and she had gradually gotten used to undressing in front of strangers. Jack owned the club, so she felt she would be safe there. Then he had wanted her to take up lap dancing. When she resisted he had blacked her eye for her. This was her gradual descent into hell. He had convinced her that as a dancer she was damaged goods. No decent man would ever have her. His words like poison had eaten away her resolve, and she had finally given in and done the lap dancing. It without fail made her feel like dirt, and every time she did it she hated herself more and more.
And then Jack wanted her to service his friends. She had refused, and again she had paid for it with a beating. Eventually she gave in and for this she hated herself even more. Then Jack had wanted her to perform sexually with other women for select customers. This time she had not refused, even though she loathed doing it.
After one session, Jack and his brother had decided to have her together, and it had not been pleasant. Only now did Jack show his true colors. It was during this time she discovered how much Jack enjoyed inflicting pain. And as bad as that was, his brother Joe was worse. It had gone on for hours and had culminated in an extremely violent and painful anal rape. They hadn’t wanted her to like it and had gone to a great deal of trouble to insure her screams of pain were the real thing. After this she had been left bound to the bed with a strip of tape across her mouth. She had managed to rub one end of the tape against the sheet until it had loosened more and more. Then she had struggled against the chords that bound her.
That was when Jack and his brother Joe had returned and had “assisted” her out of her bonds. After a good long while of being slapped around by the both of them she had finally had enough, enough to make her even cease to fear for her life. She spat in their faces. If they killed her, so be it. Dead was better than this hell. After they had wiped her bloody spit off their faces Jack had pulled out a knife and gone after her in a blind rage. He had sliced her across her forehead and down one cheek when she did what Jack considered unthinkable. She had leapt from the third story window.
By the time the ambulance got there, Jack and Joe had vanished. They had plenty of money and plenty of underground connections, enough to keep them on the run and on the loose until she could be “dealt with”, as Jack would have put it. She knew being “dealt with” meant she would get a free ride to the undertaker, so as soon as she was released from the hospital, she decided the safest thing would be to leave the U.S. and seek a new home and a new life elsewhere.
She had only her mother in the way of family. Her mother had become friends with an army wife who had relatives in New Zealand, and after a few phone calls she had been on her way, still bandaged from the knife wounds. She had gotten a work visa and had taken work as a maid in a motel. This had led to other jobs in the services industry.
And that was how she had met Liv Tyler.
Liv had turned out to be as beautiful on the inside as on the outside, and after some weeks Liv had managed to persuade her to talk about how she had gotten the scars that disfigured her once-pretty face. Liv had offered to help pay for the plastic surgery that would be needed to improve her looks, but Jean couldn’t bring herself to accept that much charity. So then Liv had offered to help her find higher-income work cleaning for the many stars in the movie she was working on, and this she had accepted.
And that was how she had met them, the two men who would heal her as surely as two other men had crushed her.
It takes a big heart to love enough for three. And now her heart was big enough to do just that, that and more.