"Right now I'm on a short leash with the family. Asking them for 700k would put them over the edge." Seven hundred thousand?" Zach exclaimed."Yeah, we...aren't talking chump change. So what's it going to be, your family or the slut that screwed you over?"Zach silently glared at him before Ty smirked."As you can guess, we're under a time crunch. I'll give you till the end of the weekend to get me her hiding place. After Sunday, I turn it over to my associates and make sure I cover my own ass."Oh. When we finished I think she was satisfied. When I removed the restraints she said that she wanted to do it again. As she dressed I watched her wipe up the leftover fluids."I have to go. Please call Emily. I think she's too shy or too worried about her image to call you."Emily was cordial when I called her and volunteered to come for me in the early afternoon. She seemed different than the others.On the way to her house I could sense that she was feeling uncomfortable. I tried to make trivial. “I ache so powerfully for you, sweetling.”“I know. I do, too,” I said, hating how it wasn’t a lie. “But...” I kept my voice wan. “I’m just too tired. I hardly slept. I cannot please you right now, Father. As much as I yearn to. I’m too weak. I need rest.”“Of course, my sweetling,” he said before leaning over and sucking on my nipple.My pussy clenched in wanton desire.“I will send for a Priestess of Slata to heal you.” He smiled at me. “Then you won’t have to be in discomfort.”“That’s not. Mark Worthington tells me that all somebody has to hear is that I have billions in networth and suddenly everyone thinks I have millions lying around my home in loose change. I hope you all know that’s not the case. I grew up and still live relatively modestly. I do have a few expensive toys such as the jet and some art, but otherwise I live like the rest of you.“I have been interviewed by the police and asked about my enemies and such. I can’t think of any specific individual or group that is.