Hot daze, explorations and suspire.

[FurryFury]

"You'll give me what I want." Her tormentor stated confidently. He kissed her so hard it hurt. He licked her dry bloody lips as if he liked her that way. As if blood were a wonderful nectar to him.

It was a reprieve. She was almost happy. Her heart felt an electric surge of hope in spite of his touch, his oral assault, and his bizarre interest in her blood. Okay, he is going to stop the guard from raping me, she thought relieved.

"Keep going Bruno," were his next words. Once again she was being plundered dry and hurt. The pain and shock doubled because of the hope she had felt a moment earlier.

"Ahh!" Tierney screamed as she was fucked and something tore inside her body. She could feel a dull aching pain now. She could feel a cold trickle inside her. It should have been body temperature but it felt cold to her. A ripple of that cold seemed to pass through her skin, all over her body. Finally, she could feel the dripping around this cock that was raping her. It felt almost normal, it was warm like arousal but smelled different, and metallic somehow.

What did she have to do? She tried to think through the shock and horrible sensations.

"I...am...your...pet." Tierney said in a broken voice. "I...will." Her head moved in negation a little, her pain felt dull now, the blood seeped out around the one inside her. "...give, no, surrender...to you." Her eyes were pleading with him now, for some mercy here. Could she die from this dull rip inside her? Shouldn't the pain be sharp and overwhelming if you were going to die? Did she say what he wanted? Would it be enough to get him to stop? Where was Alex? Why didn't anyone come? How long had she been gone? Would he make the guard leave? What would he make her do? Her mind whirled with these chaotic thoughts as she lay there dripping and stretched, hoping again for mercy from a mad man.

 

[MrWolf1]

The skys were still black as pitch when Jacob walked up to the door to the small room assigned to him during down times. He looked up, taking in the sight of the small, single story, roadside motel which the Outfit had rented out to house it’s employees, namely the ones that carried guns. To his right, was what passed for an office and front desk, no more then a teller window with a two way drawer. Flowing from there, the building stretched for almost two hundred feet, and along this length where set many evenly spaced red doors. Not exactly the Hilton, Jacob had thought, but it’s a warm bed and a hot shower.

Both of which Jacob craved desperately as he walked up to the door with the large ‘12’ carved into the brass plate set into it’s front. With every step, Jacob thought back reluctantly to that house.

***

He remembered the medics carting the writhing form of a small little man, still clenching his gut, from the room in which he had been once restricted. Eyes followed Jacob as he too left that room, a rag soaking red from his hand as he wiped away the filth. He made his way outside after that, he had needed time to himself, his mind filled with conflictions that needed sorting. He also had wanted some extra time for when the Suits got there, for he knew they probably would not bee too pleased with what he had done.

And pleased they were not! Even seasoned soldiers backed away as the pale man in the slate gray suit asked in a voice that could have chilled molten lead as to who had stabbed the man that was laying before him. The medic, a tiny girl barely out of her teens, to whom the question was pointed, spoke in a trembling voice, “Jacob.”

Then they were outside, a handful of men and women, all dressed as if heading to a high profile business meeting, and all looking at the man who was sitting on one of the crumbling brick steps leading up the back entrance. Taking a deep breath, Jacob rose and turned, locking eyes with the grey suited man in front. No words came from the pale man, there was no need, Jacob knew why they were out here, so he wasted no more time.

“Yes, sir. I was the one that stabbed the suspect.” Jacob could feel the air become thick with threat, but continued, “I did so because I felt it necessary to retrieve the information he may have had.” It was a lie, he had done it out of anger.

But it was accepted, for the pale man then spoke, his voice still retaining an edge, “And did you procure the information from this man?”

“Yes, sir. I did.”

A pause, then the air seemed to thin in an instant. “Good job. I expect a briefing on what you know in five minutes.” They then disappeared back into the house.

***

Even now, standing outside his door, Jacob shivered. He knew they would have done something very drastic if he had nothing to offer. But he did, and after the debriefing, they gave welcome orders for everyone to rest until the next move could be planned. So, now here he was, about to collapse onto a warm bed, when another much warmer thought came to him. Could she be in there now?? It was still early, and he knew she worked the late shift. There was the chance she was as yet not off work. Yet, as he push his key into the lock and turned the knobbed, he dearly hoped there would be a pair of warm arms waiting for him.

He was disappointed. The room was empty of life. Jacob sighed, and found himself thinking that she might not be able to make it. She would be tired from work, he could understand her just wanting to rest. Maybe he’d see her later in the day. Though this rationalizing did little to lift his spirits.

He turned on the light, a single bulb lamp that stood in one corner. It’s light lit the small simple room. A double size bed took up most of the rooms space, flanked by a small nightstand. To the left of the bed, a door lead into a bathroom that had the only redeemable factor in this room. The shower was large, and at this moment, that shower looked better then anything Jacob could think of. He felt covered in the reek and filth of that house. Even as he stripped from his body the vest, boots, shirt and pants, still he felt contaminated from that hellish place. Tossing his clothes onto the bed, he walked into the bathroom, and turned the water in the shower till it steamed nicely.

Stepping over the threshold and pulling the curtain back to seal in the steam, Jacob settled under the heated water. With his hands against the wall, he leaned under the stream, letting it soak his long hair, pulling it in thick ropes over his down looking face. He could not express how good it felt as the water ran over the sweat stained muscles of his back. He could feel the hot liquid pulling every trace of that house from his skin.

 

[Rockingham]

"You may go, for now Bruno."

And like that the man left. He emptied from her, spilling out more blood onto the ground. Bruno hiked up his pants and left them both there on the floor.

Her blood was so beautiful, he could not help moving to her, licking at her wounded cunt, taking that precious blood from her. Raped, fucked, thoroughly used and abused, it could not have been more picturesque. The only thing that would have completed it if she had asked for more.

She would ask for it... eventually. That was the plan, to get her to ask for more.

He began unlocking her chains, handing her a towel.

"There you go, my pet. You may clean up... but do not take too much time."

He went back to his seat, his cock still out, as excited as ever.

"You still have a job to do."

 

[FurryFury]

"You may go, for now Bruno." Her captor said. Her heart beat so fast and slightly off rhythm hoping that this was real. The rape that had torn something inside her was over like that. She didn't move or try to cover up. It didn't really occur to her then that she wasn't trying at least. Of course she was still chained so it would have be futile.

He shocked her again, her tormentor to whom she had just pledged to be a pet and surrender to, and in fact put her mouth around his hated organ and give pleasure to. What did that make her? God she didn't want to do it. What choice did she have though? He had made her say it and it had killed part of her to do that. Yes he was mad but still, for him to be licking at her blood and her pussy shocked her all over again.

It wasn't a shock totally of terror either because he worked at her cunt in such a way as to bring pleasure to her. She felt her body responding in spite of everything. Maybe the taboo nature of him licking her while she was torn and bleeding even added to it. She didn't think then, she just sobbed and moaned.

He got up and handed her a towel and unchained her. She felt disappointed, relieved and horrified at herself all at once. The feelings rolled over one another without words. They just tore at her soul pulling in too many directions and confusing her.

"There you go, my pet. You may clean up... but do not take too much time." He said.

Tierney tried to clean up with the towel. I'll never really be clean again she thought. Not after all this. She still couldn't believe this was happening. Slowly she stopped her rather ineffectual ministrations with the towel. She looked up at him so snug, so hard waiting for her. Tierney wanted to run but she now knew that was a very bad idea.

She walked toward him and knelt as he had her do before. She opened her mouth and leaned toward him. Her eyes lowered from his as she licked him for the first time. She tried to block out all thought. She couldn't.

Tierney tried to pretend this were someone she wanted to be with and do for. She imagined it were Alex, or Jake, anyone but this man who had hurt her so. Closing her eyes, she tried to weave pretty lies in her mind while she licked at him.

Progressing on once he was fully wet from her tongue, she put her mouth around him just a little and tightened her lips, her tongue flicking out on the underside of his sensitive cock head.

Little by little she took more of him into her mouth. At the beginning her mouth and throat had felt dry but now, she was full of warm saliva. She hummed for him the way she always did with Alex. Tierney hummed and sucked, moving up and down on his cock now, whipping her tongue a little when she could as her lips slipped tightly up and down his meat.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Shelly had worked her shift as well as closed down the club, by the time she realized she had lost the slip of paper she was exhausted. She smiled at the club owner, declined a ride home and headed out to catch breakfast, after all... she'd pulled all nighters and 36 to 40 hour days without being asleep, perhaps she'd stumble across Jacob as she walked the long trek home.

Her mind conjured up images of her and Jacob on the cruise, the walk on the beach, the blow up at the restaurant, and the heated kiss in the back of the club. She needed him, she could feel it in her soul. She wondered what he felt when he looked at her, he said he could see past the whoring... but what if he saw someone she'd been with before. What if they were out somewhere and some guy started making suggestions for more? What would he do then? How would he feel... and what if, well it didn't matter she told herself, she was starting a new life, and well... she wouldn't fuck anyone if she didn't want to.

She slid into the seats of a little cafe, ordered a coffee and grabbed a paper. She'd have to find a way to reach Jacob. She hoped, no prayed that he didn't think she stood him up on purpose, she had wanted to be in his arms, to hold and love him, but... now once again she'd disappointed him. She flipped through the paper, hoping to find an apartment, something bigger then her one bedroom shack of rest and relaxation. She didn't plan on selling that though, it was an excellent place to hide and escape when one needed to be alone. Her sanctuary.

 

[MrWolf1]

It was the sudden blaring of David Lee Roth from the radio that started Jacob awake! Sitting up on the bed, he shook the cobwebs from his head. The shower had relaxed him more then he figured. For when it was over and he had dried , he had come out hoping to see a familiar face. Yet, again, he was shorted by an empty room. With a sigh, he had sat upon the edge of the bed, mindlessly toweling his lengthy hair. His eyes watched the door, ears listening for a knock or a ringing phone. Nothing. Perhaps she was still working. Shifts at those clubs could run late into the morning. He nodded to his own reasoning, and had laid back on the bed.

Next thing he knew it was three hours later, and the tune ‘Yankee Rose’ was assaulting his still tired ears. As his senses came back to life, he quickly scanned the room. Finding that again he was alone, his heart sank. Were could she be? Was she alright? With a nervous twitter in his chest, he stood and walked over to the old fashion wheel phone that sat upon a tiny table near the front door. Lifting it, Jacob took the phone book on which it sat and thumbed through it’s few pages, dialing the number for the club when his finger walked to it. After a few rings, an older males voice answered. As Jacob mentioned Shelly’s name, the man, the owner, told him that she had finished her shift and left about an hour ago. Jacob swallowed, spoke a saddened thank you before hanging up the phone.
***
On the other side of town at that moment, a tall thin man wearing a white button up shirt and black slacks hung up his phone. Apparently his new employee had already found herself a following it seemed. She was a very attractive woman, not to mention a very good worker. His account books had not been as orderly as when she had worked on them. He was glad he had hired her.

Stepping from behind the bar, he stopped for a moment to pick up a small slip of paper from the floor. It looks like someone won’t be getting their nookie tonight, he chuckled to himself as he saw the address and room number of a local motel scribbled upon the bit of parchment, before he scrupled and tossed it into the garbage.
***
An hour. It only took half that to get here walking, even less by cab. Once more he sat upon the bed, his head hung low as thoughts raced through his mind. Had he been stood up? No, he thought as memories of that last kiss floated warmly through him. There had been more to that kiss then two pairs of lips brought together. She had tried to tell him her feelings, very real feelings. And again, he could not forget her use of that word, ‘love’, that had caused his inner mind to explode in a dazzling array of fireworks.

So, no, she wouldn’t stand him up, that he knew. So, what had happened? Was she simply too tired after such a busy and troubling last few days? That he could understand. For a moment he thought of calling to that small hut she had brought him too that previous day. But he had not seen a phone in that place, nor did he think it even had one. It had had the look of being somewhere a person could get away, and a phone would not help in that respect.

He looked over at the clock, the numbers telling him it was just past early morning. He stood, grabbing a pair of boxers from the pile of clean clothes that he had dumped from his duffel onto the small chair next to the phone table. Maybe, if he hurried, he could go out and check around and see if he could find her. Pulling on a plain white t-shirt, he thought maybe he could start with her secret hut. Jumping to get into a pair of jeans, he figured if she wasn’t their, he could walk around to some of the local cafes, perhaps she had gone to one for a bit of coffee before…….

His train of though got derailed and crushed as his phone rang. With his jeans still only halfway up his legs, he hobbled over to the screeching phone, lifting the handset off the cradle. A wave of cold suddenly washed over him, even before he heard the emotionless voice on the other end.

“Report back for a briefing in twenty minutes.” and then, a dial tone. Short and to the point as always from the people in the Suits. As he tore off the civvy clothes and reapplied the military garb, he made a mental note to talk to the person at the front desk of this place. If someone named Shelly were to arrive to see him, to tell her were he was now, and to give her a key to his room.

Jumping into a large van a few moments later, his mind was on Shelly, hoping she was alright, and hoping that he could see her soon and fill the sudden empty space in his heart.

 

[Rockingham]

He had been waiting for this moment for years. Shivers wentup his spine, and not just cause of her expert tongue on him. She was good, yes, but that was only half the point. He would have enjoyed it just as well if she had slobbered all over him. The fact that she came to him, moved onto his cock and took it deep in her mouth soothed him to no end.

He moved his hands through her hair. Fingers sifting through the silken waves that crashed against the beach, over and over again. His eyes took her in, drank her like the expensive wine still on his lips, loving every moment captured with her on him.

"Look up at me, my pet," He spoke, soft and charming, everything about him loving and caring, enjoying this moment as if they had been long time lovers. Instead of her being raped, they had gone out to the movies, and now were exploring each other's bodies for the night.

"Look up at me, let me see you under me, pleasing me."

 

[FurryFury]

She felt his hands going into her hair, playing with her curls. If she could forget who he was and what he had done, she could pretend this was just fun and games. Tierney and Alex used to do things very much like this all the time but of course it was hard to lose herself in this moment or to hide behind a veil of lies from the true horror of it.

"Look up at me, my pet," He said. She so didn't want to do that. Tierney didn't want to look at him. She didn't want to lose the fragments of illusion that enabled her to do what he wanted so he wouldn't call anyone else in here to hurt her again. His voice had changed. He sounded almost dreamy. Almost as though for him this was romance and love, roses and chocolates, candle light and dancing but it was nothing of the sort. She ran her tongue around his cock. Trying to think what to do.

"Look up at me, let me see you under me, pleasing me." He said again. His tone so sweet she was drawn up to his eyes. Her lips were still around him, her cheeks bulging from his width. She took a deep breath through her nose and locked eyes with him. Her viridian connected with his black pupils which were so large she couldn't tell what color his eyes were. They were large why, because he was happy and excited. She wanted to kill him then. The way she had never wanted to kill anyone. Tierney wanted to kill him and watch him die slowly, painfully the way he was killing her soul inch by inch.

Instead she hummed, her eyes bound to his, she hummed and plunged down his dick until it choked her. Involuntary tears suddenly were shining in her eyes as she gagged on him.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Shelly had finally circled a number of possible places to purchase. That was the nice thing about her job, the money. She almost choked on the numbers when she went online and checked out her bank account. The funds that she made as the ship whore racked in alot of dough and it was increasing everyday. Stock options were paying well and other investments she had been party to learning about from her connections with the men from past cruises were doubling every day.

"I had a lot of nerve claiming Jacob was rich," she grabbed a cell phone from her purse and called up a realtor.

Within a few moments, she was being picked up and given the tours of some fine coastal homes she could lease or buy. "Lease," she told the realtor. "I don't know how long he'll have me," she winked at the woman. She had already told her about meeting Jacob and falling head over heels but now, had no clue on how to reach him.

After the fourth place, Shelly decided on the third home. It was small, one of the older coastal homes the woman had shown her, but Shelly liked its native looking structure. "This will do, just fine."

"Great, I'll give you the keys... you spend the night, and come in tomorrow and we'll sign the papers."

Shelly laughed, "Just like that? Trust me already?"

"I saw where you work... My husband owns the place," the young woman said her face beaming with pride. "I'll find you tonight instead, sound like a plan?"

Shelly looked around, "This will work great."

"Wonderful. As you can see it is fully ready for you to move in since the owners always lease to tourist. I hope you and your feller hook up again," she waved goodbye and left Shelly to explore on her own.

"So do I," she whispered to herself, finally allowing sleep to force her to find the Master bedroom. Once there she was fast asleep in the King Size bed, unaware that Jacob was off to be the hero again.

 

[jushorny]

Jake

I arrived back at the Hotel after the first round of the rescue attempt. I had seen plenty, more than I cared to see. The bodies, the torture equipment, it was a bit more than I wanted to deal with and after helping until things were under control, I opted to let the professionals continue on the quest to rescue Tierney.

During the ride back to the Hotel and Alex, I thought long and hard about how I would fill Alex in on the rescue details. I wondered how much to tell him, I hoped I could provide enough information without getting into the horrid details. He would be frustrated and irritated that Tierney had not yet been found, but not a furious as if he had seen what I had seen.

I had called Alex and asked him to meet me in the Hotel bar, knowing we would both need a stiff drink. He was already sitting at the bar when I arrived. We shook hands and gave each other the shoulder hug that guys do. I spent the next hour describing what had taken place, giving enough detail that Alex would know his rescue team was doing everything they could to find Tierney. I left out any detail that I thought was not necessary, I didn’t want Alex to realize just what Tierney could be going through being held captive. I answered his questions as best I could.

We both sat in silence for a while, nursing our drinks. Alex eventually looking over at me, his tired face looking helpless. He shook my hand, thanked me for the information and said he’d meet me in the morning. He wanted to check in with the rescue team before calling it a night. If he found anything useful out, he’d let me know right away.

I ordered another drink, not feeling sleepy, not sure what I was feeling. I glanced around the bar, noting a couple over in the corner, wishing it were me. Then I saw her, the waitress from the other night, what was her name.........Susie....no.........Sara.........Stacey, yes, Stacey. I asked the bartender to buy her a drink and put it on my tab.

 

[FurryFury]

Alex was feeling frustrated again. He felt impotent. In spite of all of his money he couldn't get Tierney back. Not right now and maybe not ever but he refused to believe that. He would get her back. He had to. He was the sort of guy who needed to feel in charge. He also needed to feel he owned things, companies, houses, animals and people. He loved to move the pieces around the board in his head and make the plays happen. Only in this he had to wait and hope the pieces he had put together did what he and Tierney needed done.

He could tell there were worse things than Jake had told him about tonight. It made him wonder why. He was making a call to the team to get every detail.

--------------------------------------

Stacey winked at Jake and smiled. Walking over to him she ran her index finger down his arm.

"Well hi again! Thanks for the drink handsome." She said her eyes full of mischief they seemed to dare Jake but to do what?

 

[Rockingham]

There he could see it. It was clear now, he did not need a camera to shine on her face, freeze frame a single second to make her understand the lust and hunger deep inside her. She wanted this, perhaps even now she did not consciously agree with this deep seated energy that was now taking over.

His hips began pushing up, his cock moving deeper inside her. Her mouth became a tool for his own pleasure. He gave a growl as he held her head tight now, his hands wrapping around her, keeping her in place. He pushed deeper inside her, deeper and deeper still. He could feel the tight vise of her throat, pausing only a moment to stare into her wild eyes.

"Oh yes," He grunted, pushing into her throat, making her take him as deep as she was capable. HE would skull fuck her as hard as he could, submissive as she is.

"Keep looking at me, my pet," He had to concentrate to get the words out, as he was so close. So close to her, so close to cumming deep inside her.

 

[FurryFury]

He went for it then. He choked her with his prick. Making her cry and gag. She felt sick from it. Tierney was afraid that she wouldn't be able to breathe. She was afraid she'd vomit on him though her stomach was empty. She kept choking, gagging, crying those involuntary tears and gasping for breath when he let up on her. Then he would drive himself down her throat again. Her eyes were caught by his. She felt so used. She felt terrible and sick.

He was clearly feeling great. He held her tight. So tight there was no way she could get away. She couldn't do much to make it better for him even if she had wanted to. She just had to endure his assault as he raped her face, mouth and throat.

 

[jushorny]

Jake

When I ordered the sexy waitress a drink, it was more of a thank-you for her being so nice, so sexy, and so flirtatious while she served me my meal the other evening. However, as I looked at Stacey other thoughts began to enter my mind. I was exhausted but couldn’t sleep, I was wound tight over Tierney’s rescue and needed relaxation, diversion. This hot little waitress could be just that I thought to myself.

I watched her body sway as she walked over to me, her hips just the way a man likes them, her breasts full but certainly natural, her eyes twinkling mischievously. Her fingers trailing down my arm sent visions of them trailing over something else entirely.

“Evening Stacey,” I said as I watched her fingers move slowly towards my wrist. “Finished working and out for a little fun tonight are we?”

 

[Babette_____]

Smiling back at the handsome gentleman, Stacey slipped into the chair beside him. “Yes, I am,” she told him her eyes never leaving his, as she drank in his appearance. She remembered him from the other night, he’d seemed distant and upset, and she had openly flirted and suggested more to him, not to tease but to lighten the mood. When nothing came of it, she felt a bit dejected, but now his mood still seemed distant but at least he was willing to attempt to take himself away for a brief moment. Even if she were a distraction for a time being she didn’t mind, it had been a while since she had been distracted from her own dismal life, of boredom.

Stacey took a drink of the daiquiri he purchased for her, letting the sweet flavor cover the inside of her mouth, before sliding slowly down her throat. The chilling cold hit her stomach and she shivered involuntarily. “Wonderful,” she said, licking her lips suggestively. Stacey wanted the gentleman to not doubt what her intentions were, and she allowed her hand to move from her drink to his thigh. “Do you have a name, or do I call you… This guy that bought me a drink…” she winked and grinned mischievously as her hand began a slow waltz up his leg to rest on the inside of his thigh.

 

[jushorny]

Jake

I place my arm around your shoulder, watching your lips as you sip the cold drink. I feel your hand on my thigh and realize I have found a lady who goes after what she wants. My free hand wipes a bit of the grasshopper from the side of your lips, “My name is Jake, but you can call me anything you would like.”

I take a sip of my drink, wondering if it would be wrong to invite you to my room before we even finish our drink. I can feel the heat of your body and your scent goes right to the core of my body. My previous distraction becomes more distant as your hand slides higher up on my thigh. I spread my legs a bit, making sure our thighs touch.

There isn’t much I would rather do than take you to my room now. However, I was also feeling a bit like doing something taboo. Deciding I would see just how far you might go, here, in public, I trace my fingers across the line of your neck, ending by holding your chin, leaning in for a kiss. I wanted to make sure you realized I was after the same thing you were. Our lips meet, softly at first, my tongue licks your bottom lip before sliding into your warm wet mouth. Kissing my way your ear I whisper, “You hand feels very good, there’s no need to stop there.”

 

[Babette_____]

Stacey feels the heat of his touch pulling at her, and she leans into him. She trembles when his finger caresses over her lip, and she quickly takes a taste of the invading digit. “Hello Jake. I’m Stacey,” she dips her mouth over his finger, sucks gently then smiles. “Pleasure to meet you… again.”

The pulse in her veins rolls fast and hard as she continues to watch his eyes. They take on a wicked gleam, a look that says, “Don’t play, unless you’re going to go all the way.” Stacey breathes deep, and releases his finger, shivering as he touches her neck and presses closer. She inhales his fragrance, savoring his essence and letting it rollover her.

His tongue covers her lip slowly and tantalizing, teasing her flesh, drawing her very self from her. When it slips inside the warm cavern of her mouth, she enjoys the first taste of him, holding it, locking it in. Soon she shares her flavor and the kiss is one of pure slow heat. Strokes that are long and tantalizing, promise desire and passion. The separation leaves her wanting, but his words stir her to action.

“I wasn’t planning on it,” Stacey smiles back at him. She slips from her chair, stands by his side for a moment, and then moves onto his lap. A toss of her curls brush against the hands that are now wrapped around her waist. Her breasts press close against him and she nuzzles his neck. “Now… we can take this upstairs, to your room… or do it here and now. See Jake,” she licks his ear, tugs on the lobe. “I do hate panties… such a hindrance when one is hungry.

Stacey grinds her sex against the cock she knows is aching to plant itself inside her. “Its dark, the music is loud, and I know the boss… so what are you going to do?” She sucks greedily on his skin, embracing the scent of his flesh, as well as the apparent fragrance of her own hungry need.

 

[jushorny]

Jake

The way you take my finger into your mouth makes me moan. My cock wanting to feel the wetness and warmth that my finger is sensing. I slowly move my finger around, exploring the walls of your mouth, feeling your tongue twirl around it.

My eyes taking in your beauty as you move yourself onto my lap, your hair brushing against my face, then my hands as I lower them onto your waist, ready to direct their movement. I was both amazed and pleased at your boldness. Your breasts pressed tightly against my chest as your legs spread on either side of me. I let my hands wander from your waist to your thighs, sliding your short skirt even higher.

As my finger finds your warm wet pussy I look into your eyes, “Here and now works for me Stacey, but, rest assured with what I have to give, my room will be another necessary stop.” I slide a finger inside you, smiling as I bring my lips to yours. Your so warm and wet my cock wants inside now. I pull my finger out, sliding it into my mouth, tasting the sex I know I will have, tasting the juices I know I will enjoy further.

As your slowly grind yourself against me I scoop some of your grasshopper in my finger and trace a line from your neck down to the crevice between your breasts. My tongue quickly following with long slow licks. My hand working to slide the clothing off your shoulder, eventually exposing a nipple. My tongue licking its way over, flicking across your nipple as my mouth opens to suck. it in, teeth gently biting.

 

[Babette_____]

Stacey moans softly, her eyes taking a stealing glance of the room and then she focuses back to the hand moving from her waist to the hem of her skirt. She closes her eyes briefly for a moment as she feels his finger move inside her slick pussy. The finges slides further as he shifts and brings her mouth and his together again. She moans into his mouth, kissing him fully, sucking on his tongue, biting at his lower lip as he begins to screw her further.

She feels his other hand leave her to dip into the drink, and she tightens the hold her sex has on his driving finger as well as her hands on his neck. Slowly she rides him, and begins to buck against his hand, then she feels the cold liquid drip across her skin. “I will enjoy you where ever you wish, Jake... just don't fucking stop,” she growls as she feels his tongue travel the path of his finger, licking and sucking away the tasty drink.

The air of the room caresses her nipple and soon she is feeling his hot mouth capture it, devour it and possess it. She shifts deeper into his finger, takes one hand from his neck, and reaches down to begin a tortured pleasure on her clit. Her white teeth bite down on her lower lip. “Jake... we will enjoy each other for many hours,” she gasped as she felt his fingers grind and scrap against the sides of her cunt. “Make me come lover,” her eyes spoke to him, wanting to drink him in with every once of her being.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Shelly awoke with a scream ripping from her chest. The bite of the whip still stinging, but as she realized where she was that bite faded to a numb. She pulled her legs out from the blankets and looked at the time. She managed to slip into a shower, wash away the sweat of the day, and take a look at the view of the ocean from her newly leased home. Then she sighed heavily, and prayed that perhaps Jacob would come back to the club and find her again. She mentally kicked herself for losing his address. She at least should have put the paper with her tip money, she didn't lose that. Shuckling to herself, she thought of how it would look with wads of green bills sticking out of her chest.

She walked into work, the crowd all ready beginning to liven up and soon she was knee deep in orders and trays. One ass cheek was tender from the swats she was recieving from one man in particular and she was sure he drank his limit before she came on the clock. But it was a high flaunting tourists and she was stuck giving him what he wanted. “At least to a point, I am,” she thought to herself, feeling a wave of power explode over her, as she suddenly realized she had choices with her body.

The thought carried her through the first crowd of revelors and soon the old man got the hint and left her alone to work on the sure thing across the room. “I hear you found a place to lease,” a voice spoke to her. Shelly spun around, “Hey there,” she winked at the woman that gave her the keys to her place.

“I bet you have papers for me to sign.”

“Yes... I do.” The woman looked to be trying to give a smile and show excitement that Shelly was just about to sign papers that would gaurantee this woman a nice chunk of change in the morning, but she was failing miserablly. She held in her hand the papers along with a tissue that was wet. Upon closer inspection Shelly saw the red swollen eyes, and could tell the lovely realtor had been crying.

“What's wrong... I know we are strangers, but sometimes that is the best person to unload on,“ Shelly led the woman to a corner booth.

“He's cheating on me,” she cried. Shelly's face took on a look of compassion.

“I'm sorry... but, how do you know?”

“I found her address,” she handed Shelly a crumbled paper. “I came to lunch and he hadn't taken the waste out from the small trash can and there it was. I havn't talked to him yet, but... “

Shelly hadn't heard much of anything once she looked at the paper, but then she did. “This is my boyfriend's address, not your husband's lover.“ She took a moment and composed herself. ”I think if you believe he is cheating on you, you need more evidence then an address from a trash can in a bar. Hon, I throw dozens of these away a night, this one was special though. This is my boyfriend's address to his island residence. I hadn't ever been there before, so he gave it to me.“

The woman blinked rapidly, shoved the papers at Shelly and grinned wide. “Sign those and take the night off... thanks. I'm a jealous gal, but... well it doesn't matter. I'll cover for you tonight.“

Shelly was taken back by the suddeness of the woman's mood swing, but she wasn't about to miss this opportunity. She quickly gave up her apron and shoved her way through the growing throng of people that had just walked in. Flagging a cab down she gave him the paper and soon she was making her way to Jacob's home. Her eyes were full of happiness, and she hoped he'd forgive her for not being there the night before. Once inside his place she set to work fixing something for supper. The fare was good, but not fancy, she didn't care though and she doubted he would either. “Hurry home lover,” she whispered to the night sky.

 

[jushorny]

Jake

Make me come I heard her say as my fingers continued to tease her pussy, creating more juice, more lubrication. I looked around the room, it seemed mostly empty, no one was bothering to pay any attention to us. My hands move to your waist as I suck on your nipples. I slowly lift you from my lap to the table while sliding your shirt up higher. I look up and smile, “I’ll make you cum Stacey, but I want to taste and feel your orgasm with my tongue.”

My hands on the inside of your thighs, spreading your legs as I bend my face lower, licking all around the lips of your sex. My fingers return to your pussy, probing as well as stroking your clit. My tongue spreads your lips, licking the length before flicking across your clit. My cock jerked when I got my first taste of you, so sweet, so enticing. My tongue began moving faster, replacing my fingers, searching out the taste and wetness we both desired.

 

[Babette_____]

Stacey felt the heat of the moment marking her, and her eyes flew to his when he lifted her to the table. There would be hell to pay if her boss walked in and took in the site that was making her honey flow thick and hot. She didn’t care really, she’d take care of him later if she needed to; right now she only wanted that mouth and tongue against her sweet cunt. Her hands moved to rest behind her, anchoring her to the table, and she felt her body bend slightly back allowing his hands to roam up and capture the material of her skirt, raise it to her hips and she shuddered when his mouth made contact with her the swollen lips of her sex.

“Jesus,” she growled as she felt the heat of his breath burn her skin. The traveling path of his tongue capturing the nectar of her sex only made her squirm with more lust and hunger. “Mmmm...,” she purred as he licked his way up and down her hot cunt. “More,” she groaned, almost falling back against the entire length of the table.

Her hips began to rotate around his face, buck into him, drive his sweet tongue further into her hot cavern. Slow bucks became hard thrashings and she knew her pussy was being marked by teeth as well as his ever exploring tongue. One hand went to his hair, and she pushed his head deeper between her legs. “Fuck yes, baby,” she gasped. “Don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop,” she was thick with juice, her muscles tightened and released more juice for him to deal with. “I hope your thirsty, baby,” she growled as the edge of the praecipe emerged.

 

[jushorny]

Jake

I looked up at Stacey, “I am so thirsty I want you cum all over my face Stacey, so much cum that you cannot help but smell and taste it when I move to your mouth.” My tongue returned to probing, fucking your cunt like it was the most you would get. My finger strokes your clit as I licked your juices as fast as they arrived. Your hand hold my head in place not letting me move away until you are satisfied. My teeth nibble at your lips and clit wondering if I can force a moan out loud enough for others to hear.

Your body continues to give me a slow constant supply of nectar to further fuel my arousal. My fingers and tongue continue to duel together to be inside you. I could feel your hard nipple between my fingers as they rubbed it, pinched it. “Cum for me Stacey, I need you soaked before I give you my hard cock that I know you’re wanting to feel.” Your legs clamping more tightly around my head, your back arching up so your hips meet my tongue.

 

[Babette_____]

Stacey's hips lifted, her legs tightened and her body began a series of small waves that were soon building into larger ones that were now erupting over her lover's face. She climaxed hard and felt it through her whole body. Her hands dug into Jake's hair as she bucked against him. Her back stayed arched, her nipples hard and perked. Each shudder that ran through her brought more juice to deliver to Jake's mouth and she could feel his tongue gathering it up.

Her eyes clenched tight as colors splashed behind her lids. Liquid waves of heat flowed hot throughout her body. Her pulse beat widely, as her breath came in gasps of pleasure. Stacey bit hard on her lip, tasting the rust flavoring of her wound. She held back the scream that threatened to rip through her as the orgams began its rolling waves of lust that carried her high and far.

With each bite, suck and thrust of Jake's tongue she delivered the heavenly nectar until she could no longer breath. Her cunt felt numb to her and if it weren't for the hot breath against her skin or the bites that he continued to deliver to her worn pussy. “Oh fuck, yes,” Stacey mumbled as she felt her body slowly coming down from the eratic high Jake took her on.

 

[MrWolf1]

“Ya sure you don’t want to come with us, bub?” Huston asked. “I hear the girls there will drain a guy of more then just his money!” The end he accentuated with a wiggle of his eyebrows and a wide toothy grin.

***

The briefing had taken a few hours. The information Jacob had ‘acquired’ from the disgusting little man from the house had been enough to point the researchers from the Outfit in the right direction. In just the time Jacob had napped, they had narrowed the possible locations where their target would be to two. One was a small residence just outside of the city limits. He other was a farm farther into the wooded area on the opposite side. The plans discussed spoke of two operations to be carried out at the same time. One at each location. Jacob and his fellow mercs were to assault the farm, the one most likely to hide their objective:

Tierney Davis.

She had been missing for several days now. The likely hood of her still being alive was growing slimmer by the moment, so when the Suits ordered them to return to their residence, Jacob couldn’t believe it. They explained the down time as a need to gather more intel about these likely locations. If this was to be the mission that would lead to finding her, they wanted to be damn sure it went off perfectly.

***

So, here he was, stepping out of the same van he had left in only just this afternoon. Now, with the sun just peeking over the horizon, he shut the sliding door after responding to Huston’s question with a laugh, a shake of his head, and a blessing for him to have a good time. The large man just shrugged, wished Jacob a good night, and joined the other men in the van as they hooted and hollered on their way to a local strip club.

Jacob watched them screech out of the parking lot. The smile on his face couldn’t be helped. Truth be known, he would have enjoyed going with them, if only to savor being with his old friends just a little longer. Yet, he did not feel in the mood to have less then naked woman gyrating to bad music before him. No. There was just one woman he could think about right now. Her lovely face, shining eyes and burning red hair filled his mind. He sighed, knowing he couldn’t leave to go look for her now, not when they could call him back at any time. Though he figured they would try and wait till the dark of late night to try anything, so he had a good few hours to rest and get a bite to eat. As he turned and walked up to his door, he realized how hungry he was as he thought he could smell food cooking already.

His eyes widen, however, when he realized it was not his over-hungered stomach that was making him smell food. It was real, and it was coming from his room. He gulped as he stepped closer, hoping beyond hope that the one he thought would answer the door truly would….as he knocked.