"Aunt Helen?" she called out softly, knocking on the door.
"Come in, honey," the woman said softly.
Faye opened the door and stepped in. She smiled at her aunt, who was sitting on the edge of the bed. In front of her was a small, portable card table with stacks of deeds, titles, and other official-looking papers.
"Looks like a real estate office," Faye commented as she closed and locked the door behind her. She had an idea that Helen didn't want to be disturbed by anyone from now on.
"That's just what we're going to discuss," Helen said, as she looked up from the papers for a second and smiled at her niece. Faye had to admit that although Helen was forty-five, she looked incredibly attractive and young for her age. Her black hair still gleamed with the richness that young woman had. Her long legs seemed to be free of any flab and her hips, in tight-fitting jeans, were still narrow and tight. And those big tits! Faye could see what side of the family she took after. As Helen went back to shuffling through the pile of papers, Faye realized that Helen appeared to be more of a friend or sister than an aunt.
"I take it you saw Al," Helen said dryly as she separated what looked like a deed from the rest of the papers.
"Yes… yes I saw him earlier. When I first pulled in, he was here," Faye said, trying to keep the low tremble out of her voice. But Helen noticed it and looked up at the shuddering blonde.
"Is something wrong?" Helen asked curiously. She put the papers down and folded her hands together while she stared at her niece.
"No, it's just that…" Faye started to say. But the words didn't come. Her aunt shouldn't have asked anything like that. If they'd just gotten down to business, everything would have been fine. She'd have managed to push that horror show to one corner of her mind for a while and talk freely as if nothing had happened. But that sympathetic, loving look her aunt was giving her completely unraveled her.
"Faye, listen. If that man did anything to you… if he so much as touched you…" Helen started to say, clenching her fingers into two tight fists as her eyes sparkled with hatred.
"Oh God!" Faye finally cried out, closing her eyes and grabbing hold of her stomach as she staggered toward her surprised aunt.
"What's wrong?" Helen asked as her eyes widened with fear and suspicion.
Faye couldn't talk for a few seconds. Her mind exploded with horror and disgust as she looked at her aunt. Finally she managed to find the power to speak.
"Oh, Aunt Helen. You're not going to believe me," she started to say.
"Try me," Helen said as she stretched out her arms and motioned her niece to come to her.
"Oh God! You won't want to hug me when I tell you that… that… that he forced me to… to get fucked by a dog!" Faye confessed. The last words came out in a flood. She couldn't look at her aunt now. The blonde hung her head down, then felt her knees folding under her. Faye sank down to the floor and broke out into a series of convulsive sobs. She rocked back and forth while she cried and moaned. That motion somehow seemed to soothe her frazzled nerves.
"Ohhhh, noooo," Helen finally managed to say as she looked at her sobbing, choking niece in horror. "He finally hit the bottom!"
Faye almost blurted out that Al had fucked her ten years ago. But she sensed that this wasn't the time to tell her aunt. She'd already confessed enough to her.
"I'm… I'm sorry," Faye stammered.
"Oh Faye, honey. I should be the one who's apologizing," Helen said, pushing the table away and sliding off the edge of the bed. Faye felt her aunt wrap her arms around her. "I asked you to come up here, and look at the result!" she said bitterly. "It just goes along with my reasons for cutting that son-of-a-bitch out of everything!"
"The will?" Faye asked, controlling her sobs. Helen's gentle hugging was reassuring and enabled the blonde to calm herself down.
"Everything! I'm going to divorce that slob before he can do anything else to me or my family," Helen said determinedly.
"Oh, Aunt Helen. He didn't… not to you?" Faye asked in horror.
"Oh no. But this isn't the first time he's pulled that doggie act. He and his cronies have gotten girls back there before. And a few of them weren't willing – just like you," Helen said. "Oh, I managed to cover up the scandal. But I warned him. I'm pretty liberal, and I know that our marriage just hasn't worked out. I know a man's gotta be a man, and I'm willing to overlook a lot. But when it comes to something like this, it's just too much," Helen said, patting Faye once more on the shoulders before she slid her arms away and went back to the bed.
"But what if he finds out?" Faye almost wailed. "God knows what he'll do!"
"He's not going to find out until we're out of here. As far as Al's concerned, you're just up here getting away from the city," Helen said as she took the deed off the table and handed it to Faye. "Here, half of this is yours now."
"Oh, Aunt Helen!" Faye cried out, noticing that it was the deed to the ranch. "But I think Al knows a lot more than you give him credit for. I think he knows that you're trying to cut him off."
Helen wrinkled her forehead and rolled up her eyes for a second.
"He just might. I've been so busy with arranging things, he might have found out. We've got to be careful, then. He's capable of anything, that animal!"
Faye felt her heart beat quickly. She silently agreed with her aunt.
"You're going to sleep with me tonight. I'm not going to have you sleeping alone when that big gorilla can pounce on you any second," Helen said, smiling at her niece and patting her on the knee.
"But where does Al sleep?" Faye asked as she got up from the floor and helped her aunt turn down the bed.
"He hasn't slept with me in over five years. After I found out about his little ways, I couldn't stand to have him touch me," Helen said, fluffing up the pillows on the king-sized bed. "Now you just make yourself comfortable while I get ready for bed. We'll talk about all the legal business tomorrow," Helen said as she kissed her niece lightly on the forehead and started out the bedroom.
"Thanks, Aunt Helen," Faye said, feeling secure and safe. As she unfastened her robe and let it float down to the thickly carpeted floor, Faye felt a strange kind of happiness begin to drift over her. She was going to be rich! She was actually going to have money, position and power. It was amazing the way things seemed to be working out. One day she had next to nothing. The next day she was half-owner of one of the finest stud stables in California!
The blonde crawled between the sheets, sliding her long, tapered legs back and forth over the cool material. All she had to worry about was getting off the ranch alive and in one piece. But then there was her aunt to protect her. Helen was a strong woman, and Al seemed to respect her. If only they could survive a few more days, it would be all over. Then she could go back to San Francisco and tell Jack and then – well, Faye didn't know what would happen. That was for the future.
Slowly she drifted off to sleep, pushing out of her mind what had happened to her in the barn. All she wanted to think of were happy thoughts.
Faye didn't know how long she'd been asleep when she awoke suddenly. There was a tight, wet feeling gripping her pussy. At first the young blonde thought that she'd been having another one of her "hot" dreams. How could she finger herself off with her aunt right next to her? Then, as her mind cleared and her eyes focused, Faye realized that her Aunt Helen was the one causing that tight wetness! It took Faye several minutes to react to the new situation.