Lilis ass cheeks felt hot as she tossed and turned within her sleep. Truly the days spanking had not only lowered her sense of pride, but also raised the heat in her butt. Within her sleep the heat of her ass suddenly started to bring up memories of her past.
Somewhere in a nice middle class part of the US, she could remember there being a two story house where she had lived once. And there on the second floor there was a room where she as a boy lived. Slowly it started coming back to her, the sights and the feelings, within her sleep Lili started mumbling out loud.
"No, please mom don't spank me. I swear I'll go to bed soon, after I see dad."
Standing at the door, the woman although short and really petite was really scary. Scary not because she seemed mad and clearly eyeing his ass intent to give it a spanking, no she was scary because she was his mom.
And because she was his mom and the one who provided him shelter and food, he was powerless to do anything against her in fear of being tossed to the streets. All he could do was watch as the petite woman entered his room and forcefully shoved him ass up on his bed. Then she pulled down his pants and started her fierce spanking session.
"Smack, smack, smack." Came three spanks from mom as she said spat out hats words in rage. "You fucking brat, why can't you listen to anything I say. You are going to go a sleep right now, or else, I swear to god."
"Smack smack smack." Came more hard hits as she continued.
"You know your father's working a big case right now and he definitely doesn't want to see you when he returns. You know how he gets after work, so don't you fucking dare come meet him, ok. I'm telling you this for your own good, you stupid boy. So be a good little boy and go to sleep, I don't want to see your face downstairs till morning, ok."
Nodding his head like a good little boy, he was then let go. Mother merely flashed him a mocking grin as she then turned around and left. But as the door slammed shut he didn't fall asleep, instead he looked to his window and to the starry night sky in wonder. Despite everything he wondered and hoped that maybe this time dad would be happy to see him if he surprised him when he came home.
Time passed and the boy was about to fall asleep, but then sounds of the familiar police cruiser pulling into their driveway could be heard. Had dad come back finally, the boy excitedly wondered.
His heart was suddenly jumping for joy as he climbed out of bed and onto the stool next to his window. Looking down to the front yard he indeed could see him there. Stepping out of his police cruiser, dad looked so cool dressed in his police uniform and with the sunglasses he wore even in the dead of night. And to add to it all he was really tall with big muscles that made his look all that more cool.
Then the front door flew open, and mother ran out. Dads serious looking face immediately turned into a happy smile as he looked upon mom.
Without hesitation mom jumped into father's embrace. Next to father, mom seemed so small, it was almost like a father was lovingly hugging his own school aged baby girl. The whole scene just looked funny as he lifted her up and spun her around, just like he had seen some father's do to their children.
The two of them always looked so happy together and it made him feel jealous. Climbing off of the stool he then ran out of his room and quickly made his way downstairs. He too wanted to have father's attention, he wanted to be hugged and to be smiled at. Mother and father would surely be mad to see him, but in his young heart he still hoped it to not be so. Surely this time father would be happy to see him, right?
Coming to the fully open front door, his eyes immediately met with his father's eyes. In that instant fathers smile turned into a furious frown, he didn't seem happy at all and it made him flinch backwards in fear. Under his scary gaze he couldn't help but feel fear knowing what type of an hard beating was about to come his way. After all, as cool as he was, Father was a violent drunk who never had wanted to have him. And mom was just some hooker that he had accidentally managed to knock up and now was forced to take care of. This definitely wasn't the Ideal life, but he didn't care, at least he had gotten his father's attention now and as his son that was all he ever wanted.
Quickly father's gaze had turned to rage and mother was left quivering in fear at his side. Then Fathers fierce gaze turned to mother, he grabbed her by the hair, looked down at her with a look that was full of disgust and pure rage. Mother's petite body quivered in fear under fathers gaze, she didn't resist, she couldn't resist. She was too frail and weak to do anything and she clearly knew resistance would only make it so much worse. And so she stood still as father raised his powerful arm into the air and then brought his open palm down hard on mother's face.
Mom flew to the ground hard, he could see tears in her eyes as she held her face and began to sod softly. Blood began to come out her nose, but she didn't dare to move, she was too afraid to do so. Father stood tall over her as he looked down at her and roared in rage. "You stupid bitch, didn't I tell you to put him to bed before I returned, fuck. Why do you test me like this, do you enjoy getting on my nerves or something, do you, huh?"
Then he turned towards him, pointed towards him and said. "This is your fault, you know that right?"
Turning to his car, father opened the door and took out a glass bottle of something and spoke coldly as he said. "You fucking brat, you made me hit her. You caused this, it's because of you that I need to work as much as I do. You know I was really looking forward to fucking that bitch of a mother of yours, but you just had to ruin it all with your ugly ass. I even went through all that trouble killing that punk ass mother fucker, so that I could have fun drinking whatever this is and fucking your mom at the same time. But shit, I guess I'll be having fun beating your ass instead."
As a kid all he ever wanted was the love and attention of his dad, it was just too bad that his dad was such a drunken asshole. And so this was the only type of attention he ever got from him or his cruel mother, but that was ok, at least it was something.
Father lifted up the bottle in his right hand and then without any disregard to the boys safety, he threw the bottle with all his might.
Tiers were already in the boys eyes, he was furious, but focused. With trained movement he quickly stepped backwards with one foot and watched as the bottle flew past him and shattered on the wooden floor of their house.
Of course this only angered dad even more, but at least like this he could spend some more time with him. And like this he also managed to avoid getting any more scars, at least for the moment.
Looking back towards father he could see that the man seemed ready to charge at him, but he stopped. Down the street a car could be heard coming their way, its stereo was being extremely loud and it spewed out the most vile rap music he had ever heard.
"We take the freaks, pussy pinky with a side of breast cancer. Rolling down the hood with a six one two two two until I see you and shoot shoot shoot, you. I be rolling with my bros, catching your bitches, your mom's and all them hose. We ask, we get or we rape, but all in the end we take take take. Now she give me head outside Toys R Us, for a freebie or a dollar, I be not giving a fuck as long as the choice be all up to us. She be calling me later and my phone go ringing as guns go banging, your mom's and your dad's, your sisters and your dogs, even you or your gold fish or bitch gonna be safe, from we niggaass."
Damn that was some gangster ass music, but what was it doing in this middle-class white neighbour hood? Fathers seemingly drunken ass didn't seem to comprehend this either as he just watched the black car pull up in front of their house.
Then without any warning windows rolled down, guns popped out and bullets started to fly. The bullets came like a hail of rain, turning his father, mother and the police cruiser immediately into Swiss cheese.
Loud music played in the background as bullets knocked both his parents to the ground. Blood and glass flew everywhere as the bullets flew all around creating small sparks as they impacted with the hard ground before him. Standing there in total shock, the world seemed to be in slow motion as he watched this all happen and did nothing.
Then something hit his shoulder hard, it was like someone had just pushed him and so he fell to the ground. There was no pain, just confusion and the sound of the firing then ending and the cars engine roaring as it sped off into the darkness.
Laying there on the floor he could feel his shirt coming wet around his shoulder area. He wanted to move his arm, but it felt heavy for some reason and slowly a feeling of pain started coming to him.
Using his other hand he felt around his shoulder area and as he pulled his hand away, he saw it. There was blood on his hand and a lot of it.
Confused the boy painfully pushed himself into a sitting position and looked to his mother and father. Both were laying completely motionless in the driveway.
"Mom, Dad?" He called out to them, but they didn't move. In the darkness it was a bit hard to see, but something red was coming out of them both and forming into pools around them. Was it blood?
He wanted to go and have a look, but his body felt heavy and weak for some reason. Then he heard someone running across the street towards him. It was the older athletic boy from across the street. His face seemed so serious as he ran across the street, merely glanced at mother and father for a second and then came to his side.
The older boy got to one knee and pushed him to the ground as he stuck one finger into his bleeding shoulder. It hurt really bad, he couldn't help but scream and try to hit his hand away.
The older boy didn't flinch or move a muscle, he looked at him calmly and said. "Stop it, I'm trying to stop the bleeding. Tell me were you hit anywhere else?"
Hearing this he felt a bit relieved and merely shook his head. He wasn't hit anywhere else, not at least as far as he knew. But more importantly, what about his parents. In concern he looked to him and said. "Please you gotta help my parents, I think they were hurt really bad. They aren't moving."
The older boy merely showed him a reassuring smile and said. "Don't worry about them, help's on it's way. Just focus on breathing and staying awake for me, ok."
Seeing his confident smile he felt that all would be alright and merely nodded his head and answered with a simple. "Ok."
Holding his smile the older boy then said. "I'm Frank by the way, From across the street. What's your name?"
Smiling back at Frank, the boy said. "I'm Bruce. It's, it's nice to meet you Frank."
Holding his bright smile Frank then said. "Yeah, it's nice to meet you too Bruce. Just stay with me ok, don't go dying on me or anything like that, that would so not be cool. Just breathe, keep on breathing and stay awake for me. If you can do that, then, well then what if I promise as a reward I'll be your best friend, not just for now, but forever, ok. How's that sound."
Hearing this Bruce's eyes widened in excitement. He had never had a friend, or a best friend for that matter. This was definitely something he couldn't say no to and something that he would never forget. This was something he was willing to stay awake for.
Using his one good hand he put it in front of Frank, and as Frank took a hold of it, the two boys shook hands. Bruce smiled and said. "Yeah, I'd like that, very much."
Remembering the scene Lilis face turned into a happy smile as she mumbled out loud. "Frank, my Frank, my best friend."
She could still quite clearly remember the years they had spent together as children after that. While not great years all and all, Frank always managed to find ways to uplift her spirits and find the best in the worst possible situations. Frank was just always such an all out good and charismatic boy, who just radiated out positive energy.
But sadly a lot of that changed after they separated for multiple years as Frank decided to go into the military. Something to do with the special forces or something and so he never contacted her again.
Until when he suddenly decided to show up as her partner in her fight against crime for some reason. Although he never did say why he came, or how had he even found her in such a remote part of the US in the first place. She didn't know any of this, but she did like to think of it as just being fate. After all, it being fate did sound kind of nice and so that's what she had decided to go with.
Although now Frank sadly wasn't the same boy from all those years ago. First of all he didn't speak much.
Secondly the man had totally lost his positive energy from before. Now he was so serious all the time, the man just didn't know how to show a smile no more. He also seemed to have become maybe a bit arrogant as well, he never listened to anyone's advice and did as he pleased, as if he knew best or something. The dude clearly thought of himself as being superior to everyone around himself, zero respect towards others.
She figured that this was probably all because PTSD from the army or something, so she had let it slide for his sake. But while it was understandable, it was also quite disappointing, but at least he was a really good undercover cop. Plus he did have some jokes.
For instance, once while patrolling around a rich white neighbourhood they had been notified that someone's bike had been stolen. With no description of a thief to go off of and the bike being quite a common bike, Bruce hadn't known what to do.
Looking to Frank, he had asked. "Dude how are we supposed to know which bike is stolen and which is not?"
To this Frank had just smirked as he said. "Well there's probably a black man riding on it. Wait wait wait, that sounded a bit wrong. What I mean is like, you know, a man in black clothes, with a hood on his head. You know how criminals usually are, just look for something like that."
Well now that she thought back of this, it didn't really sound like a joke and it did make Frank sound a bit racist. But no, surely not. That's not what Frank meant by it, he wasn't like that.
Oh but there was this other one. Frank said. "Why did the car take a nap? Because it was tired."
Well that one actually did make her laugh, it was more of like good old police humour. These memories while happy, they were kind of saddening.
After all Frank was dead now, and so she was without her first ever best friend. Sleepily mumbling out loud, Lili said. "Ooh, Frank where are you?"
Then Lili felt her dreamy state break as a familiar womanly voice whispered into her ear. "Who's Frank?"
Eyes flying open, Lili was met with something that made her question if she was still in a dream. "Mother? Is that you?"
Laying there naked in her bed was seemingly none other than Accalia herself, but how. She couldn't understand this but definitely recognised the woman's appearance and voice to be the same as she spoke and said. "Oh, well your balcony door was open so I simply just climbed in here, as all. But do tell me who is this Frank? Is he rich, is he handsome, or how is he down there, have you gotten to see it yet? When are you getting married?"
Taken a back by the words, Lili immediately stopped her mother from saying more. "No way, it's not like that mom. His just someone I used to know. That's all. But more importantly, what are you doing here mom? You know the guards are gonna have both our heads if they see us together."
Taking Lili into a big hug, Accalia pressed her big breasts into Lilis face and said. "Well I came to see you of course. It's not that I doubt your abilities to survive on your own here, but I just couldn't be without seeing you anymore. After all your my baby and a mother's gotta have her baby time every once in a while. To hell with those guards, If they even dare to lay a finger on you then I'll rip out their fucking heads. After all we can always escape back into the underground. We don't need them."
To Lili ripping out someone's head didn't sound good, but she did feel reassured by her mother's words. If her mom could sneak into the royal castle like this, then she at least had an escape route out of here if needed.
After that the two spoke for a few hours. They spoke of all that had happened. Because mom didn't trust Jack at all, they hadn't been able to exchange any significant information together until now.
To Lili one of the most shocking of all things was the fact that mom had actually started to already break a lot of the slaves free and in the process kill some of their enslavers.
While it was good to hear that the girls were free, she just couldn't agree on her mother's violent methods. After all the girls freedom could be bought, there didn't need to be any bloodshed.
Despite promising not to unnecessarily kill the people of the south, her mom had still done it and was showing no remorse for doing it. She seemingly just couldn't be made to see that killing was a big, no no. It was only something that should be done when all other options were gone and the people were clearly deserving of death. Like when she killed those gang bangers in her past, all those people were bad and they weren't ever going to change. So she killed them.
But on this matter it seemed that the two of them were at an impasse. Despite her Mom being so kind to her, it seemed that there was still great hatred in her mother towards the people of the south. And seemingly because of this her mother had so easily resorted to violence, even against people who she didn't even know if they deserved it.
The guards for instance, might have been working at the slave quarters because that was the only job that they could get. And there was the fact that these people were still ignorant to their ways, they just didn't know any better. To them slavery was just normal and they had always been thought that all slaves were either criminals or violent barbarians. And so they merely thought that whatever they did to the slaves was ok, as the slaves were bad.
Lili tried to reason this point to her mom and to make her see that these people were merely misguided, and that was not something that they surely deserved to be killed for. But mom was not convinced.
No matter what, it seemed that mom just couldn't get over her racist prejudices towards the southeners. And so Lili needed to now find a way to somehow convince her otherwise.
To do this Lili needed to get these two warring people's closer together. She needed to make both sides see that neither were inherently bad. And to do that she was going to put the girls to work in the Kingdom.
After all, only through hard honest work, work that would bring great benefits to the country would the people begin to respect the Lycan's. The Lycan's needed to prove that they were not all that different compared to the southerners, plus working within the city would surely and slowly make the Lycan's see that not all southerners were that bad.
Thankfully her mom had unknowingly already started the process of doing this by not only freeing the Lycan slaves. Even as they spoke now, the two groups of girls were living together in harmony down in the secret underground hideout.
Using her magical vision she could even see all of their light stones moving around down there. According to her mom, they were all working hard to see the place come to life.
So with Accalias patience running thin seeing her daughter imprisoned in the castle and everything else in mind, Lili agreed to make an all or nothing gamble. She needed freedom and money, which she didn't have here. So they agreed to sneak into Princess Eadlins room and negotiate.
If that didn't work then Lili would just have to make a run for it. Together with her mom they could just run back into the underground and go on from there. Although such a scenario sounded bad, like really, really bad as it would most likely just lead to a lot of bloodshed.