My name is Jeff Evans and until two days ago I was just an ordinary man working for a living as a lawyer, at the moment I am on vacation spending time up at the lake house that I once shared with my wife Stacy who took it into her head to leave me for a much younger man.

While I am on vacation I like to start my day down on the dock fishing. Why fishing? It relaxes me even if I don't catch a fish after all I am not a big fan of eating fish. I am here at my lake house trying to unwind from one of the hardest cases that I have had to handle; it was case that I lost and a man was going to spend the next twenty years in the pen. So that is why I am alone at the lake house instead of at some wild party.

Tired of sitting on the dock I gathered up my fishing pole and headed back to the house. I should have stayed for the parties that a number of us lawyers like to throw for ourselves at the end of a busy week. There were two young secretaries who were my party wives who loved to exhibit themselves and they loved being fuck in public. The world had changed so much that nothing was taboo when it came to sex, drugs and making oneself happy. I was unhappy since loosing my case and I did try to win but my client was a member of a gang and even in court he dressed like one making it hard for me to convince the jury that my client was a member of society in good standing. I think his name was "Scum" or something like that.

So how much did society and the law changed? After the verdict was read and the jury dismissed I took the foreman or in this case the forewoman of the jury to the nearest hotel and spent four hours fucking her. After each orgasm she would tell me that her fellow jurors were almost afraid of Scum or Rum, whatever his name was. She also told me that I was the first lawyer to ever fuck her and she was more than willing to be my court wife, she was willing to be there for me in any capacity in or out of bed. The woman gave me her card with the usual name, address etc. Never having had a court wife before I informed her that she could have the position on a trial basis and we left it at that. So now not only did I have two party wives but now I had a court wife. The world really had changed. You watch as the young woman who was now your court wife dress and before she can put her bra back on you tell her to leave it off. "Of course darling," she said putting the bra into her over sized pocket book. The name on her card read Mary Brown. "Is there anything else you would like from me?" She said as she buttoned her blouse leaving the last four unbuttoned.

"Yes, there is Mary," I said. "Trim your pubic hair, wear sexier panties ( G-string would be good.) "When you are here with me you are my bitch is that understood? If it isn't we can stop things right here and now."

"I will be your bitch Mr. Evans, I am now your court wife."

Before we finally parted I told her to call me Jeff and that was how I wound up with a court wife. My friends congratulated me on finally getting a court wife and when I told them her name they all knew who she was and they all wanted to fuck her but she turned them all down flat. "You got the best of the crop Jeff," one of my friends said poking me in the ribs knowingly. "I think she likes it rough."

Shortly after leaving my friends I headed for my lake side retreat. This is the one place where I didn't need a wife. I did think about Mary and I wondered if she went in for bondage. As I neared the house I sensed something was out of place so I put my fishing gear aside and slowly approached the front door and I wished like hell that I had my old service revolver but it was in the safe in my bedroom. Pushing the door open I moved quickly to my right and found my old .22 rifle. Ok, it is a small weapon but it could still do a hell of a lot of damage.

Moving slowly I made my way towards the living room whose windows over look the lake and there on the floor in front of me was a young woman bound and gagged and save for her white panties she was naked. The woman's arms were tied behind her back and someone had to have used one damn long rope some of it was wrapped around her neck and her breasts were framed as if they were art work. I had to admit that her beasts looked very inviting. There were ropes around her knees and ankles and the gag covered most of her lower face while her auburn hair was splayed out on the floor. I made a move to untie her.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you Mr. Evans, leave her right where she is." Said the rough voice from somewhere off to my right and just out of view. "She is a beautiful looking piece of flesh isn't she?"

"Who are you and how did you get in here?" I said and then added. "Who is she and why is she trust up like a bird ready for cooking."

"In away she is ready for cooking." The voice said. "This young lady is a kidnap victim and my friend and I did the deed." He seems proud of his efforts. "I wanted to fuck her but my partner said no so here she is just for you."

"Me? I don't even know who she is." I said wondering if just maybe one of my friends was playing a joke on me.

"Her name is Lois Kane and her father is Stan Kane one of the richest men in the world." This came from a second voice and he was the obvious partner in crime. "We kidnapped her just for you Mr. Evans, this is a gift that will land you in jail where you will meet up with one of my friends that you sent to jail."

"Which friend would that be? I did some prosecution but I am mostly a defense lawyer." I said while moving to my left.

"His name is "Snake" and you got him twenty five to life last year."

I knew who these kidnappers were now, they were members of Yank one of the hardest of hard case gangs around. Some of the members were former military men and women. "He got what he deserved, but I had nothing to do with his case."

"You were one of us once," the second voice said. "You were a commanding officer in the war and you betrayed one of your own."

"Where are the girl's clothes? You can't leave her naked." I said as I looked at the semi-comatose Lois. "Just for the record I never commanded men like you, you wouldn't have lasted a day with the men I knew."

"The clothes are here someplace," the second man said. "You see, we are going to frame you for the kidnapping." I could have sworn he was smiling from the way he talked. "You will most likely have three days to get your ass out of here and you will have to take her with you." Once again I could have sworn he smiled just from the way the mask moved. "Her father will send a lot of men after you and they are very good trackers."

First things first I thought. Find Lois's clothes and second find away to get out of this surprise fuck up. "How can they find me?" I asked. "I could drop off the face of the earth and hide out until the storm blows over."

"Good luck with that." The first man said. "There is a tracking device somewhere on Lois's body. Kind of a shame that it isn't perfected yet."

"Shut up asshole, you're telling him too much."

The two started for the door the moment they opened it I shot them right in the knees. I was a sharpshooter and even a .22 will do some damage.