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The following is fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places or events is coincidental. This story takes place in a different universe to our own where STDs do not exist, laws are different, and other aspects of our reality are different as well.
This is a slow moving romance story in many parts. If you are looking for a quickie, this isn't it.
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Bonds of Happiness - Chapter 8 by Sam
The next day the lawyer called and said the child said he was not in pain. I didn't understand it because I definitely felt pain. He also said the hearing for the custody case was Monday. I requested Monday off so I could go to it with David.
After I was done for the day I made dinner and we sat down to eat and I told David what the lawyer said.
"Maybe you were mistaken."
"I wasn't mistaken. He was in pain."
"Ok baby. I believe you. You are going to the hearing with me right?"
"Of course I am. But I have no legal standing in a courtroom so I'll just be there to support you."
"Ok."
After we ate we watched TV together before turning in. David made love to me and I had him do it again afterward. Then I cuddled up to him and went to sleep.
On Saturday after we got my lottery ticket and filled the car with gas we headed over to the mall to get David a suit to wear to court. I already own one. I got it from the kids department here, but it fits and was cheap. After we had him a suit we went to the grocery store to get food then after he paid with my card we headed home. Once we had it all away I made him lunch. After we ate we sat down to watch TV with me in his lap. I know he gets the bond effect when I'm in his lap but I like it too because I get more feelings from him when we are connected.
After I made and we ate dinner we watched a movie then turned in. I laid on my back and lifted my legs. David got on top of me and I had him rim me. He was going for 10 minutes before he asked if he could stop as his tongue was tired so I had him make love to me. He got up and started kissing me as I felt him enter me. He thrust in and out of me gently for a half hour before I was pushed over the edge. I came on us and he pushed his cock all the way in me as he pumped his load into me. When we came down he pulled out of me and I cleaned us off.
"Baby, when you do that it is strange."
"But I like it. I get what I want. It is the only thing I have."
"It is ok baby and I'm not telling you to stop doing it. It is just strange to lose control of my body and have to follow your commands. But I want to do it. I want to make you feel good. I'll just have to get used to you being in control in here."
I cuddled up to him and he wrapped his arm around me and I went to sleep.
On Monday after I made his breakfast we put on our suits. We headed up to the courthouse and our lawyer was there. He explained what to expect in the courtroom. He told me to not talk to anyone but him since I was a bonded. I told him I understood.
When it was time we headed into the courtroom. We sat at one of the tables and the woman was at the other table. I asked our lawyer where the kid was. He said the kid would be brought in by another attorney representing him. We sat and waited. Eventually the kid and I guess his lawyer came in and sat at a third table. I was getting feelings off him again. He was hungry. Why is he always hungry? Does he always skip breakfast? Also there was pain. It felt the same as last time.
"Excuse me sir."
"You are a bonded Sam but I'm still your lawyer, you don't have to call me sir."
"Ok, Stan I'm still feeling pain from him."
"Any idea what the pain is?"
"No. I could probably tell if I touched him."
"Ok, just leave it to me."
We waited and soon the judge came in and we all had to stand.
"Be seated. This is for custody of the child Aaron Foster. Are there any motions before we begin?"
Stan stood up and addressed the judge. "Your Honor, the father's bonded would like to give the child a hug."
"Of course he would. I'll never understand why you bonded always want to hug. Does the father agree with his bonded?"
David nodded. "Yes he does your Honor."
"Ok fine, make it quick though."
Stan told me I could go hug him but to not take a long time. I went over to the child and got down on my knees and wrapped my arms around him and hugged him. It was a flood of stuff. He was hungry, very hungry. The pain was on his chest. It wasn't COVID, there were no breathing issues, it was on his chest. He was tired like he didn't sleep last night. He was scared. Not of me. Not of the court. Was it his mom? A step-dad? I couldn't tell but he was scared of someone but not me. I held him tighter and he relaxed in my arms. Eventually Stan coughed and I released the child. I returned to the table.
"His pain is on his chest, he is super hungry like he hasn't eaten in a day or two and he is scared of someone."
"Ok, thanks Sam." Stan stood and addressed the judge. "Your honor we move for full custody because of abuse by the mother."
"Do you have proof of this abuse counselor?"
"Just look at his chest."
The mother's lawyer jumped up. "Your Honor, I object."
"Why?"
"A child does not have to get naked in court to prove a theory."
Stan stood up. "Your Honor, I do not want the child to get naked. Just lift his shirt so we can see his chest."
"Do you object to the boy lifting his shirt, counselor?"
"Yes your Honor."
"Objection overruled. Son, please lift up your shirt so we can see your chest."
The boy stood up and lifted up his shirt. All over his chest were sores. The boy's lawyer got down and looked at them closely then started talking to the boy but we couldn't hear him. The lawyer then stood up and faced the judge.
"Your honor, the child will not tell me how he got the sores."
Stan stood up. "Your Honor, may the father's bonded talk to the boy?"
"Does the father agree?"
David nodded but looked pissed. "He does your Honor."
"Fine. We will do it in my chambers with everyone present so we can all hear what is said."
We all headed through a door into an office. The judge told us not to start until the court reporter got her device set up. When she was ready the judge told me I could start. I got on my knees in front of him and put my hand on his shoulder. I could feel the connection to him. I felt him relax so I think he was feeling it too. I think this is why I was always happy when my mom hugged me.
"Hi Aaron, my name is Sam. I'm your father's bonded. Do you know what that means?"
"Yeah. It means he enslaved you and you now have to do everything he tells you to."
"Wow. Who told you that?"
"My mom."
"Ok, well that isn't correct. I gave myself willingly to him and I do not have to do everything he tells me to. We are linked and I help him with his needs but I still have free will to do what I want."
"So you could punch him if you wanted to?"
"Probably, but I don't want to. That would hurt him and I love him. Does anyone punch you?"
"No." He looked down and I felt him tense up again. I squeezed his shoulder to try and get him to relax again.
"Can I ask you a few questions Aaron?"
"I guess."
"When did you last eat?"
"Um..." I felt his hunger get stronger. This was not missing one meal hunger.
"How many days has it been?"
"Two."
The woman's lawyer stood up but the judge raised his hand to tell him to sit his ass down.
"You have some sores on your chest Aaron. Can I see them?"
He took off his shirt and I got a close view of them. Most were scabs but some were fresh skin that had formed over small round holes. So this had been going on long enough for him to grow new skin over them. I touched them and I felt his pain get stronger.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Can you tell me what these are?"
"I don't know."
Holy crap. I just found out why I could never lie to my mom. This is messed the hell up. Nobody told me about this at all. Nobody. Moms have been keeping the biggest secret ever. When he said he didn't know I immediately knew it was a lie and I knew the truth at the same time.
"Who is burning you with cigarettes?"
His eyes went wide and his fear increased. So whoever it was is the same person he is scared of.
"Nobody."
Fucking hell. What a bitch.
"Why does your mom burn you with cigarettes?"
"Your Honor. We do not know it was the mother."
I delved deeper into my link to the kid to see what I could find. This was strange. With David, even though our bond is strong I can only feel his needs. And they are just feelings. Hunger, needing to pee, wanting to fuck. That is what I get from him. But with Aaron I was getting a lot more. It was feelings, yes, like the hunger and pain, but I was getting more stuff too. I was starting to get pictures. I haven't read much on the bond between the bonded and the children but you would think this would be front page news.
"Camel. Is that it? Yes, Camel. Do you smoke Camels?"
The mother spoke up. "So what if I do?"
"Those are the cigarettes that burned him... Wait."
I was getting something strong. This was very strong. Aaron was looking at me in the eyes. Was he sending something to me? I was getting an image but it was fuzzy. I continued to look at the image coming to me so I could make it out. If he was trying to tell me something I wanted to know what it was.
When the image cleared up I removed my hand from his shoulder. I was shocked at what I saw.
"Your Honor. Can we search the mother's purse for arsenic?"
"Does the father..."
"Do what he says." David interrupted the judge. I think he is getting pissed. "Sorry, your Honor. But whatever Sam says is what I say."
"I assume you object."
"Yes we do your Honor. She has a right to privacy of her purse."
"What grounds should we use to search it bonded?"
"She is going to give Aaron arsenic on the way home if this custody hearing doesn't go her way."
"And you have proof of this?"
"He's telling the truth." Aaron spoke up.
"Bailiff, search her purse for arsenic and only that."
The bailiff took her purse and looked through it. "It is in a film canister. Black with gray lid." The bailiff took out the canister and opened it and there was white powder in it.
"Is that arsenic?"
"I don't know. We would need to test it."
"Were you going to give this powder to your son?"
The woman wasn't talking.
Stan stood up. "Your Honor. The father's bonded would like to feed the child."
I seriously was dying to put food in him. He was so hungry. It was killing me.
"Yes he can. When they get home. I'm granting full custody of the child to the father. I'm ordering the mother to stay away from the child until this powder is tested. If it comes back positive for arsenic she will be charged with attempted murder. The child's attorney will collect the property of the child and take it to the father's house."
"Um... it is Sam's house actually."
"He is your bonded. He has no property, it all belongs to you."
"We aren't married Your Honor so it still remains his property."
"That would have been true two years ago. Now his property becomes yours at the bonding. You don't have to get married if you don't want to. But if you want to it is just a statement away."
"Is there a way to give it back?"
"Not while you remain bonded. As long as you two are bonded together, his property is yours and he has no rights to it."
"Sam, what do we do?"
I looked at Stan. "Can you transfer my house's deed into David's name? And my car too?"
"Sure Sam. I can get started on that after this."
"Baby, how does this not bother you?"
"I'm your bonded David. I wasn't aware the law had changed but we'll get my stuff into your name as soon as we can."
"But baby, I don't want your stuff. I was homeless a month ago. Now I'm going to take your house and car just because we bonded? It isn't right. Does that mean every dime you make working at the call center becomes mine as soon as you get it?"
"Oh. I'll need to change the name on my bank accounts to yours." I pulled out my wallet. "Here is the debit card. Don't worry, I have direct deposit so my paychecks will go directly into those accounts for you."
"So we aren't even married and your stuff is mine and you can't own anything yourself and you don't see a problem with that?"
"David. I.. am.. your.. bonded. I gave myself to you. My body, my rights and my property. I did it willingly. I knew what I was getting into. I knew the rules. I wanted you to have it all. As long as I have you, the other stuff isn't needed."
"Oh baby... I don't deserve you. But I'm going to keep you happy... Sam... We are married."
To be continued...