Stories of Tie Up Games

Claire’s voice is quiet but unwavering, her arm still wrapped around Sasha. “Her parents don’t know, Erica. It’s… difficult.”

Difficult. Absolutely.

Erica exhales through her nose, pressing her fingertips together as she weighs the word. “That’s putting it mildly,” she murmurs. “But if it was easy ...

Dear @LunaDog, let's see if I can keep you hooked! Shall we continue?

Dear @LunaDog, you've created the setting for a marvellous power play. Wonderful!

Dear @LunaDog, so check out the new story "Erica Sinclair - Code of Silence" where a young student gets silenced and a crime swept under the rug. We will see if Erica is able to change this.
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A firm, familiar knock.
Even before she looks up, Erica knows who it is. Claire Messner - her assistant, her right hand, the closest thing to a friend in the world of Sinclair & Associates.

She glances at the Rolex dive watch clasped snugly around her wrist: 5:07 PM. Claire is wrapping up her day ...

They silenced a student and buried the evidence to protect their image.
But when Erica Sinclair steps in, the battle for justice begins.
Can she expose the truth - or will power and corruption win again?
Find out in this gripping tale where a wild party turns into a nightmare - and a young woman ...

Dear @LunaDog, "glorious anticipation", this is just what you've been creating with this brilliant piece. I can't wait for this story to continue.

Dear LunaDog , thank you so much for the very kind compliment. The ending to this story might be open, but at least we know that Margaret got her clients back - most of them at least - and the danger of being forced to sell to Stone Ridge is contained. Sarah is back, whole, and hopefully, she will ...

Epilogue:

Two days after the confrontation at Stone Ridge Equestrian, Erica slides out of her black Volvo, shutting the door with a quiet thunk. The crisp air carries the scent of damp earth and horses, tinged with the faintest trace of wood smoke from the ranchhouse chimney. The stable yard ...

Dear @LunaDog, I would think that this lawyer is committed already, to Ironwood Pastures.

Erica takes the phone, gripping it hard, her breath still uneven. “Thanks,” she murmurs, voice hoarse.
Kelly nods once. “Anytime.”
Around them, the guests continue to chatter, oblivious to the battle that was just fought - and the war that is far from over.

Erica swings off the saddle. The moment ...

Dear @LunaDog, your compliments are always so flattering. Thank you so much.

Breathing hard, she glances at her watch. Almost seven thirty.
The estate will have waken up by now.
The staff, the guests - the wealthy VIPs who came to Stone Ridge for its elite equestrian experience.

If she can get back to the main buildings, they won’t be able to touch her.
Not in broad ...

Dear @LunaDog, you're one of my most faithful regulars. Thank you so much for your support!

Dear @LunaDog, I guess, Erica realizes that she won't be able to hide for long and that things are not playing out like she thought they would. Tonight we will see how this unfolds further.

She rubs the mare’s strong, sweat-dampened neck. Lea’s ears twitch back, sensing her rider’s determination.
“Now you need to save me, girl,” Erica murmurs, feeling the powerful muscles beneath her shift as Lea paws the ground. “I know you can.”

Then she wheels the mare around - and her stomach ...

Dear @LunaDog, stay tuned, we will see tonight how Erica's ride continues. As per now she's fenced in at Stone Ridge and there's only one way for her to go.

Lea lunges forward, her powerful strides tearing into the earth as she bolts toward the tree line. Erica leans low over the mare’s neck, her fingers tangled in the reins, her breath ragged. Behind her, she feels Sarah’s desperate grip tighten around her waist, knuckles digging into her ribs.
The ...

Dear @LunaDog, I promise we will see.
Thank you for the kind compliment.

A sharp chortle from Lea snaps Erica’s attention to the outside. The mare shifts her weight, hooves grinding into the gravel. Her ears flick sharply, nostrils flaring as she lets out a sharp, anxious snort.

Something’s coming.

Then – in the distance the low, unmistakable rumble of an approaching ...

Dear @LunaDog, absolutely right. Finding Sarah was one thing, getting her out - another.

Erica freezes for a brief moment. The images of her friend Andrea Santos held captive by Tony Maze flash through her mind.
The gangster shot her in the back in her effort of rescuing Andrea…

She whirls around, frantically scanning the area, mind racing.
There has to be another way inside.

She ...

Dear @LunaDog, if it is Sarah, Erica needs to get to her and then - she needs a plan, I guess. At this moment, it seems she's flying this by the seat of her pants. Or maybe not?

She slows Lea to a walk, guiding the mare along the edge of the first shed. The structure is dark and silent, its metal siding dull in the weak light. Erica pulls the reins, bringing Lea alongside it.
For a moment, she simply listens.
The only sounds are Lea’s slow breathing and the occasional soft ...

Dear @LunaDog, despite drawing her pay from Stone Ridge, Kelly is Ironwood at heart. Unknowingly, she donated her access badge to the good cause, but we'll see if she might get involved further.