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The Queen of Sorrow’s Falls
Part Nine
The Sheriff
By Razor7826 (Copyright 2008)
Michelle von Houten stood outside the small sheriff’s station on the outskirts of Serenity Falls. It was a late may afternoon and the first perfect day of the year: seventy degrees, and not a cloud in the sky. However, she still wore a long sleeved black winter coat. In front of her she held the plastic baby carrier she and her friends had ordered online; inside, the unnamed newborn. He cooed softly.
Michelle instinctively checked on the baby to see if he was okay. Still alive, still curlled in his blankets. The home birth had gone perfectly, and there were no signs of problems. With her free hand, she opened the door.
The sheriff looked up then stood from his desk. “Michelle, you’re finally here.” He walked over and checked on his son.
“Yes, everything’s fine, Toby. You don’t have to worry so much.
“Sorry, but that’s how I am. Did anybody see you come in?”
“How would I know?” she asked. “It’s broad daylight, I wasn’t worry worrying about that.”
“Right, right.”
Michelle placed the carrier down onto the desk. “So how are things going, sheriff?” she asked.
“They’re going pretty good. There hasn’t been any crime of note since I started, but that doesn’t mean it’s easy. The paperwork is getting a bit backlogged; it seems that my two predecessors were sitting on a bunch of applications.”
“Huh?”
“Serenity Falls needs more than two officers. While there aren’t even a thousand residents, the high school is just barely over township lines, making it our jurisdiction. Me and Deputy Mehta aren’t going to be enough.”
“Damnit, that kind of defeats the purpose of electing you if we can’t stock it with our people.
“Not necessarily. We can do outside recruiting.”
Michelle tilted her head and looked at Toby in confusion before realizing what he meant. “Toby, that’s brilliant!”
“Thank you. I’m certain that there are plenty of people out there willing to relocate if it means having a sham job and immunity from the law for our… hobbies”
In an instant, Michelle mentally accepted and embraced the conclusion of such a plan. While before, all she had hoped for was a peaceful life in charge of her own slaves, the new reality took shape before her very eyes. Not just her home, but the entire town a haven for masters and mistresses like Suri, Toby, and herself. Though the truth of the town could never be revealed, there was nothing to prevent Michelle from being the de facto queen.
Serenity Falls? Hardly. It would become a city of limitless sorrow and misery for those that end up on the bottom, but a city of dreams and lust for those on top. It would be…
Sorrow’s Falls. She liked that.
“This is going to be brilliant, Toby.”
“No, no, I owe it all to you. This was your idea. I never would have ran unless you pushed me.”
She knew that it was, and it thrilled her for her mental prowess to be stroked by a man she respected.
That elation did not last long, though, as the nameless baby began to cry. They both looked at the wailing infant.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” asked Michelle.
Toby laughed meagerly. “Kind of a bit late to be second guessing ourselves, isn’t it? Don’t worry, I know that my brother and wife will accept. They’ve been trying to have a child for years, but it doesn’t look like that will be happening.
“Are you ever going to tell him?”
Toby paused and looked at his son. “No, you know I can’t do that. It would raise too many questions about his mother, and I’m not going to risk your privacy, or mine.”
Michelle grabbed Toby in a long hug. “You’re doing the right thing, Tobe.”
He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in closer, as if in need of unsolicited comfort. “Thank you.” They held the embrace for several minutes.
“Now, let’s make it official. Just head outside, put the carrier on the step, and ring the bell.”
Michelle picked up the carrier off the desk and exited the station. She placed it and the baby down on the step and took one last look; it would probably be her last chance to ever see the child.
Satisfied that she had done all that she could for newborn, she rang the doorbell and hurried down the street towards her car. She turned around when she was a block away to see Toby open the door and take in the baby, fulfilling his role in the charade.
Michelle von Houten smiled, deeply satisfied that she and Toby had done the right thing. However, the child’s mother and sister would not be so lucky. It had been a long while since either had received the attention that they deserved.
She looked forward to indulging her desires.
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