Prey!

[ariosto]

This is a dark thread, set in a dark desperate place. The main characters are evil. They control the underworld of the City. For their amusements they cruise the night filled streets and alleys looking for victims, what they call 'finds'...
The other players will shift and change as they become the targets, as they become the Prey.

This thread will constantly be seeking players. Players who will offer themselves up, willingly or unwillingly for amusement and for lust. We will take women, we will take men, we will take couples and groups. We are not particular at all.
Come and play with us if you dare.

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Saint Germaine,
a city brooding over the river that was once its livelihood, squats between decaying railyards to the north and an underfunded international airport to the south while inexorably creeping into the suburbs to the west. A city perhaps not so different from many others. More malls than museums. More bars than churches. More adult entertainment spots than parks. There's a zoo, yes, not to far from a moderately sized campus of the State University system. It is, maybe, no more or less corrupt than any other city whose politicians struggle to gain more power no matter the cost or with whom they must deal.

It also has Old Town, a peculiar soul sister to such neighborhoods as the Village in New York, the Central West End of St. Louis. By day, tourists come to gape at the art galleries, antique stores, curio shops and even more curious citizens. Jaguars and BMW's roll past ragged folk holding signs promising work for food. Business deals are closed in outdoor cafes to the tune of
street musicians. Street corner saviors preach the word, or at least their version of it, while a few prostitutes lounge nearby, hoping to catch a nooner john. Flamers and skinheads pass each other with weary glares. College students walk or bike from cheap apartments toward the not so distant spires of the University. An artist at her easel paints the scene, while in the alley behind her, a drunk relieves his aching bladder. It is a place called, "colorful" in Chamber of Commerce brochures, but descriptions of those colors tend to be vague.

For when evening rolls around, most of the shops and "respectable" restaurants close down. That's when the players seep onto the sidewalks, oozing down toward the "Zone". Here outre adult sex clubs and strip joints purr a seductive
invitation to furtive fulfillment of secret fantasies through music heavy on bass, hypnotize with neon brightness. Hustlers and prostitutes, dealers and those looking for a quick score, con artists and others whose business prefers no close
look; denizens of the dark mingling with those who think they might find a cheap thrill diving so deep. If they're lucky, they'll just lose their money and whatever innocence is left to them. The lonely, the angry, the lost, some just trying to
make it from one day to the next, they're here, too.


Saint Germaine is the creation of one of the most gifted writers Literotica has ever known.
Sojourner Wolf created the place as a setting for a thread called Raven of the City. He left
Lit for private reasons some months ago but gave me permission to use the setting.
Sojuorner hurry back.


These are the two predators;

Alison Chambers, 28 years old, 5'9", 130 lbs, shoulder-length black hair and icy blue eyes. Nicknamed "the Ice Maiden" for her cold demeanor and her ability to kill without remorse. Sexually, however, she can be very kinky and passionate. She
likes to take the dominant role whenever possible. Career criminal, proficient in the use of both knives and guns.

She's been on her own since the age of 17, when she ran away from home to escape her lecherous stepfather (after first slicing off his ear in retaliation for his attempts to fondle her). She arrived in St. Germaine about a year after running away, and managed to insinuate herself into the crime organization of Ramon Santiago He quickly became impressed by her skill with weapons (as well as her bedroom skills), and soon employed her as his chief assassin and
occasional sex partner.


Ramon Santiago.
No one knows what latin american hell hole produced him but he has risen through the ranks of the St.Germaine underworld with alarming speed.
Prostitution, drugs and extortion are his private empire. His contacts run deep into the straight world of City politics and a darker world whose depths go far beyond what anyone imagines. Among the superstitious he is called the Flower of Death. Reports of his appearence vary wildly. It is known that he shuns the daylight and lives by night. His shadow fills the streets and alleys of the "old Town", the haunt of his minions and his prey.


Please check the OOC...Prey board for information related to the story line.

 

[ariosto]

The building is old red brick. A nondescript derelict of a building in an area of empty warehouses and boarded up industry still clinging to the edge of the Zone. It looks like many others, four stories of monotony. Once it was a warehouse for a long forgotten trucking company. Now behind it's drab exterior it is the control center for Ramon Santiago's dark empire. His and the Ice Maiden's that is.

The building is deceptive. Steel, concrete, weapons, communication links, Security camera's, motion detectors, infrared detectors, and a score of loyal 'soldiers' have been brought into it. The structure is now a fortress.
A fortress of vice, a fortress of evil.

On the Fourth floor, in a bedroom fit for a head of state or a rock star, Ramon Santiago is making love to Alison Chambers. She is riding him like she would a pony, a stallion, a bull. He arches up into her, thrusting deep with every grinding movement of her hips. Her breasts are high and proud, his long fingered hands are on them...squeezing, kneeding as she fucks him, as the rain pounds the tall windows that surround them.

She is beautiful, like a movie star. He thinks as he buries himself into her tight hot sheath again and again.

His hands suddenly dig in hard, she feels him shudder underneath her. Alison throws back her head and howls!

Thunder crashes outside, the rain has become a deluge. Five stories down a group of harsh, rugged looking men stare morosely out of the basement garage and up the rampway into the black wet night.
Beside them one of Santaiago's collection of cars gleams like a piece of ebony. It's a 1957 Cadillac ElDorado, one of his favorites.

You sure he wants the Caddy?
One of the men, a huge man with a flattened nose and wire framed glasses asks his companion, a rat faced, pale haired individual named Blondie.

That's what he said Turk. He wanted to cruise in it tonight...what a fuckin' night huh?

Turk looked at his watch, 12:15.
They'd be done screwing any minute.
He slipped into the leather seat and turned the ignition. The big engine roared into life. Turk flipped the heater switch. Best to let it warm up. The Boss hated to be cold.

 

[Ticklish Girl]

Alison Chambers

Alison screamed as her second orgasm of the night blasted through her rigid body. Her breath came in great harsh gasps and her sweat-drenched hair spilled around her shoulders. Below her Ramon let out a loud groan, signaling his own imminent explosion.

Her eyes closed and Ramon immediately twisted her already-oversensitive nipples. She yipped, pain and pleasure swirling in her fevered brain, and her eyelids sprang open. “Look at me, Ali,” he grunted. “Come on. Look into my eyes.”

She didn’t reply – she didn’t have the breath to reply. But her dilated eyes fixed on his, filling him with their cold blue fire. He groaned deep in his throat and released his grip on her nipples. When he positioned a hand on each of her hips, she knew that he was about to launch his final assault. “Do it,” she growled. “Shoot it in me.”

Ramon’s hands held her in place, as his hips pumped hard once, twice, stabbing his cock deep inside her. Then he shuddered, his cock twitched, and suddenly jet after jet of cum shot into her center. He uttered a guttural groan that sounded as if it came from an animal rather than a human throat. Alison echoed it as her internal muscles gripped and massaged Ramon’s cock, trying to milk every drop of ecstasy from it. Her belly cramped with the last spasms of her orgasm.

When he finally released her hips, Alison almost fell on top of him in a boneless heap. Somehow she managed to stay upright until she felt his cock go soft inside her. She sighed when it slipped out. Sated for the moment, she climbed off him and collapsed beside him. They dozed for about ten or fifteen minutes – then, as if obeying an alarm clock that only they could hear, they both woke up and looked at each other. He stroked her sweat-slick hair, then turned to look at the clock on the bedside table.

“It’s just after midnight,” he observed. He sounded thoughtful, and right away she knew why. He was considering his options. Both of them were night creatures, and for them midnight was often the beginning of their evening rather than the end.

He turned to her. “Want to stay in and go a couple more rounds?” He winked and she chuckled. “Or…maybe you’d like to take a ride, hm?”

“I was hoping you’d say that,” she said. “Just give me a few minutes to clean up, and I’m there.”

They climbed out of bed and he headed for the bathroom while she threw a robe around herself and made her way to her private quarters on the other side of the building. After fifteen minutes or so, she returned, fully dressed, hair still damp from her shower. She had elected to go with something simple: black silk tee shirt, painted-on black jeans, her wide black and silver belt, and her black combat boots. Ramon was combing his hair in front of the huge mirror. He gave her an appreciative look as she entered the room.

“All ready,” she said, and grinned, showing him a mouth full of sharp white teeth.

 

[captainb]

Shiner Stubens

“Hey, hey, Louie! How ya been, hah? Cisco ma’man, looking goooood! Ha ha! Hey baby, how you doin’ tonight? Hey where ya goin’? Ahh…. Fuck her, eh, Louie? Hey Mickie!”

The rise and fall of Shiner’s nasal voice soared in and out of the crowd at The Hellhole. He slapped people on the shoulder, winked, signaled, and generally worked his way through the crush towards the bar, greeting friend and stranger alike. Not that any would have called him friend back. “Shiner” Stubens was known well enough to the regulars in here and on the local streets. Well enough to fake a smile back if needed, and well enough to keep a close eye on his hands.

He was wearing a yellow and purple short-sleeve shirt under an old blue windbreaker, a crushed fedora that had been through several previous owners perched crookedly on his head (He would have called it “rakish”). His too-short brown pants hung over brand-new black and purple sneakers, the kind with the clear gel sole that let you bounce higher and run faster. He hadn’t needed to test that theory yet.

The heavy bass throbbed tunelessly out of the speakers, some techno-metal number that rolled under and around the senseless shouting of two hundred people trying to be heard in a too-small space. When he was finally close enough he waved to the bartender. “Hey Jerry, how ya been?” Without waiting for an answer he said conversationally, “So, ya seen Jasper around? I got a few… items for him, ifyaknowwhaddImean?” He winked and looked around, then slipped open his coat to show the wallets stuffed into the inside pocket. “Primo cards here, my friend! Hey, how about a scotch, eh?”

Jerry regarded him sourly. “I ain’t seen Jasper, and no scotch widout cash.”

“I got cash!” Shiner said in an injured voice. “You think that I don’t have cash?” He dug into his pocket and pulled out a crumpled handful of bills, working a few loose to too-casually toss on the bar. “Set’em up!” he said, flashing a hopefully-brilliant smile.

He sipped at the drink, morosely watching the people mill around him. His face broke into an occasional smile that died as soon as the uninterested eyes turned away from him. Cripes, I wish Jasper would show up, he thought. I gotta get rid of these cards before it gets too hot. Man, what a dump. Forgot what this place was like. I wouldn’t even be here if… Shit, where the hell is…. He straightened, looking towards the door. “Hey, Jasper! Jasper!"

Shiner started pushing his way to the door. It took him a minute before he stumbled out the door onto the sidewalk, the city air only marginally cooler than the stink of the bar. He looked frantically around and cursed. How could someone so ugly vanish so fast? He stood with hands on hips, wondering who else he could hit up to fence cards in this part of the Zone, when he spotted a tall figure gesturing on the other side of the street.

"JASPER!" Shiner yelled. The figure looked up, then ducked and started to melt into the throng. Shit! thought Shiner, and he leapt between the parked cars and darted across the street. Horns blared and headlights suddenly washed over him with a squeal of brakes. Instinctively Shiner brought his hands down and bounced off the hood of a black car as it shuddered to a stop.

“Watch where you’re going, asshole!” he yelled with a flick of his raised finger. The passenger door opened and a scrawny blonde guy with a long nose slithered out to peer at him. Shiner risked a glance across the street, but Jasper was gone again. Dammit! he thought, his blood suddenly boiling. He gestured towards the rat-faced man, who watched him quietly. “Get back in the car, ya little fart!”

 

[ariosto]

The door on the drivers side opened and a gorilla with wire rim glasses stepped out. The neon sign blinking behind Shiner's sprawled body reflected flashing pink 'O's in the small lenses. He stumbled to his feet and blinked. That's when the rat faced man hit him in the stomach with a force that was...surprising,
he thought as he began to crumple to the sidewalk once again.

Gorilla Man grabbed him around the shoulders and turned him towards the Caddy. The tinted window rolled down and startlingly blue eyes gittered breifly in the shadowed interior.
"Bring him."
A woman's voice... soft, dry...confident. powerful.

Turk nodded and thrust Shiner Stubens into the front seat of the car.
"Hey whaddya..."
The sentence died in his throat as the needdle lanced into his arm and cold quick oblivian swept over him like a blanket.

The car pulled away from the curb, looking for one more. One more 'find' for the night.

 

[Marian]

Maria Melare

Maria is a 19 year old girl with long black hair, dark blue eyes, creamy pink skin, 147, 5'4".

Maria walks along a street wondering what shes doing there and sighs, "I wonder if anything is going to happen.." she says and continues along the street.

 

[ariosto]

OOC...Marian, please read the OOC...Prey thread.
Appearences on the story board (this one) are sequential. Right now captainB and SexyChele are the 'prey'.
You will be contacted by PM when your turn comes up.

Sorry hon, be patient.
thanks Ari

 

[SexyChele]

Cassie

"Thanks, John, you know I won't forget about this!"

"Cassie, you think this is a good idea? I mean you - here? Look, why don't you let me take you back to campus, there's a great party going down tonight at one of the frat houses. What do you say?"

Laughing, I slam the door of the tiny hatchback, and wave good-bye. John was sweet for driving me down to the "Zone", but really - a frat party over the "Zone"? Was he kidding?

I turned to walk down the street, the excitement in the air. I always got a rush coming down here. Forbidden fruit, so they say. David had brought me here first, and I had been intimidated. He quickly helped me to overcome that, just before he dumped me. I shrugged my shoulders and walked on. Wouldn't think of that now, no, too many interesting characters around to do so.

I caught sight of my self in a window, and smiled with approval. The short black leather mini skirt set my legs off to perfection, and barely concealed the tops of the thigh highs I was wearing. I went without underwear anymore - another of David's "instructions". The high heeled platforms left most of my feet exposed to the cold, but the look was terrific, and one that I wanted. Under the black leather jacket, the red tank top clung to my full breasts as though it was part of my skin, and I could feel my nipples tightening and hardening from the cold. My auburn hair flowed freely about my shoulders, and my make up was light, except for the liner around my upper lids.

As I walked past the clubs, I caught sight of the men on the street checking me out. I opened my jacket, just enough to show off the tank and my hard nipples, loving the attention I got when I did that. Smiling to myself and the men passing me, I loved the perceived power my body gave me over men. I loved the idea of being able to crook my finger and make them come running to me.

Yes, there had been an incident or two where signals got crossed, but that was the whole "fun" of the "Zone". The sexual excitement was palpable, the energy running through one's senses until you thought you would explode.

I ignore the catcalls and propositions as I work my way towards my favorite club, bright neon lights blazing a trail to its doors. I know the bouncer at the door, and one flash of my tits, and I know I'm in. There it is, just up on the other side of the street.

Ignoring traffic, I cross the street, my eyes intent on the doors before me. Suddenly, I hear the screech of brakes and the flash of headlights as I turn towards them. Startled, I try to get out of the way, but the big, black car stops just inches from me.

"HEY! What do you think you're doing?!?! Why don't you learn how to fuckin' drive, you asshole!"

As the driver's door opens, I am shocked to see the driver actually get out of the car. As he reaches out for me, I turn to run before his hand clamps down on my arm.

"Let me go, you motherfucker!"

"Shaddup, you little bitch!"

Stopped up suddenly, I look into his eyes before real fear creeps into my heart. Before I can resist further, I see the rear door open....


OOC: I noticed Marian has already posted, so if my turn is come later, just let me know and I will delete the post, with my apologies!

 

[Marian]

didn't know, sorry..

 

[ariosto]

"Don't put her to sleep Turk. Let's let her enjoy the ride."
The man standing outside the car was tall and dark and had the look of a wolf. He smiled at her and her blood turned to ice.
She would have screamed but the other man's hand covered her
mouth like a greasy baseball mitt.
She tried to kick him in the balls, but he was to fast for her. Lifting her off her feet he thrust her into the back seat past the tall man and she was startled to hear a purring female voice...

"Welcome sweetie, your about to have the time of your life."
The voice terrified her! Cassie tried to leap out of the car but the wolf man was blocking the door and in his hand she recognized the gleaming barrel of a small handgun.
She froze.
She felt something cold and sharp behind her ear.

The voice...
"Settle back honey, no use fighting. Settle back or I'll feed Ramon your ear for breakfast.
Santiago laughed and shoved Cassie against the woman whose arm went over her shoulders. She held her hand out so the terrified girl couild see the glint of neon on the shining six inch blade.
"Shhhhhh.....calm down now."
Alison placed her hand over Cassie's breast and squeezed.
"Your heart dear...you really should relax....
Ramon you'll like this one, she has tits like canteloupes."

Santiago tapped Turk on the back.
"Take us home. I think we've made some nice scores tonight. We won't be greedy."
He sat back.
"Like canteloupes are they?"
Cassie felt her tank top sliding up and the mans hand colsed over her left breast and squeezed...and squeezed...and squeezed.

Oh God!....Ohno ohno ohno....

 

[Sienna]

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[ariosto]

Bumping along behind Sienna...

 

[Ticklish Girl]

Alison Chambers

Alison closed her switchblade and tucked it back into the top of her left boot. She didn’t think she would need to brandish it again – the sight of the six-inch blade had made quite an impression on the girl – but it was her habit to keep the knife within reach. The girl seemed subdued now, but there was no guarantee that she would stay that way. Alison had learned a long time ago to take nothing for granted.

She sat back in her seat and turned to watch the show. Ramon had shoved his hand up the girl’s tube top and teased out one of her breasts. He was busily squeezing and pinching it as if he were testing produce. Alison knew from experience how rough Ramon could be on a girl’s titties – her own still ached from their most recent encounter. Judging from the way this girl flinched and yelped at each pinch, he was running true to form. Her wide, shocked eyes were rapidly filling with tears. The sight didn’t stir any pity in Alison’s heart. It was, however, more than a little exciting.

Finally Ramon had enough and withdrew his hand from her breast. He leaned forward and spoke past the girl to Alison. “You were right, babe. Just like cantaloupes. My favorite fruit.” He and Alison laughed.

The girl moaned and tried to pull down her tube top. Her hands shook and a couple of tears spilled down her cheeks. Quickly Alison seized her chin and turned the girl’s head to face her.

“What’s this?” she said, leaning in close to examine the wet tracks on her cheeks. “Tears? Oh, sweetie, you have no reason to cry. Don’t you know how lucky you are? You and our unconscious friend up front have been chosen to give us pleasure tonight. You should feel honored.”

The girl’s bottom lip quivered. “Please…” she whimpered. “Just let me go? I won’t tell anyone, I swear.”

Alison ignored the plea. She studied the other girl’s face for a long moment, and then smiled as a realization dawned on her. It was not a pleasant smile. The sight of it made the girl flinch and try to pull back, but she couldn’t move because Alison still held her chin.

“You’re not a typical Zone kid, are you?” she said. “No. You look more like a college kid out slumming for cheap thrills. Didn’t anyone ever tell you that a sweet-looking thing like you can get into real trouble down here?” She chuckled and released the girl’s chin. “Well, I think you know that now.”

 

[ariosto]

OOC...TG love, your PM box is full.

 

[SexyChele]

Cassie

As tears began to stream down my face, I looked into the face of the woman who held my chin. Although her voice nearly dripped poison, her looks were astonishing. At her question, I could only gasp. As she released me, I sank in a heap to the floor of the huge car, determined not to cry.

My breast ached from the brutal squeezing it had received, and for the first time I was truly terrified. Without looking at either one of my captors, I meekly tried to pull my top down to cover my breasts. A hand reached out to stop me.

"Oh, no, love. Don't cover those up. They are so much more enjoyable expose - don't you think so, Ramon?"

I heard a grunt from the man sitting next to her, as I dragged my eyes to hers, pleading with her silently.

"Off, NOW!"

I glanced from her to the man sitting next to her. Both sat back, smiling, waiting. Lowering my eyes to their feet, my cheeks flaming in the darkness of the car, I slipped off my leather jacket, and then slowly slid the top over my head, allowing my breasts to float freely in front of these two. I reached behind me and grabbed my jacket, wanting to cover myself, when the woman's hand grabbed my chin once more.

"Oh, no. You won't need that jacket. At least not at the moment."

"W-w-where are you taking me? You know, you just can't do this, you can't just take people off the street!"

The man began to laugh, as the woman smiled coolly.

"Well, where we are going is not of any concern to you at the moment. And, as far as being able to do anything - well, it looks as though you sitting there on the floor is proof what we can do, eh?"

Hearing a slight sound from the front seat, I spin my head around. It sounded as though there was a person in the front seat in pain or something.

"Turk, step on it. It looks like we need to get back as soon as possible."

Turning once again to my captors, I question them with my eyes.

"Oh, don't worry, college girl. We're just going to have some fun with you. You like to have fun, don't you? You are certainly dressed as though you do."

Looking from one to the other, I decided it was the woman I was more afraid of, and I began to wonder if I might be able to trick the swarmy, silent man into letting me go.

I watched as the lights of the "Zone" wizzed by, wondering if I would ever see them again....

 

[captainb]

Shiner

Pain.

Nail-studded gloves inside your skull, grasping the meat of your brain and squeezing, the fingers sinking deep. Blood vessels pounding in anguish under the pressure, ready to burst. Fingernails raking along naked nerves at the back of your eyeballs. The absolute worst hangover you ever experienced, multiplied by ten.

One eye cracked open. A pale face, blurred and flashing dark and light with the passing cars, gazed down without interest. Shiner groaned and let his eye close, drifting back into dark unconsciousness.

 

[ariosto]

The door to the garage opened and the black caddy rolled in along with the cool night fog.
Turk grabbed Shiner and hauled the noisome bum out of the car.
Ali and Santiago jerked Cassie out at the same time.
Realising she was now exposed to the eyes of three more men, she tried to cover her breasts again.
Ramon grabbed her arms and twisted them behind
her. She had to arch her back to keep them from breaking.

"Nonono...Honey. You don't cover up here. We're all good friends, right Ali?"
The woman laughed. It echoed through the cavernous underground garage. A frightening sound.

He pushed her forward, shoving her right up to the two thugs who were holding Shiner between them.
"Look at her tits Turk, aren't they marvelloso?"
The giant stared at her without a trace of compassion.
"Yeah, nice."
The Rat faced man showed much more interest and stuck out a dirty claw like hand to grab...

"Stop it Blondie!"
The woman's voice was like a gunshot.
"I don't want her soiled. You get her after we're through."
Alison stepped between them.
She raised Shiners stubbled chin.
"You like him sweetie?"
Cassie was speechless, totally terrified.

"You better like him baby."
It was Ramon's voice hissing like a snake over her shoulder.
"Cause your gonna fuck him."

The Ice Maiden dropped the mans face.
"He wont be so bad after Turk cleans him up."
Then she took Cassies face in her hands and kissed her full on the lips.

 

[Ticklish Girl]

Alison

There was something unbelievably erotic about kissing another woman while one’s man was watching. Knowing that Ramon and the other guys were getting off on the scene got Alison’s clit tingling as her lips touched Cassie’s for the first time.

She made a show of kissing the other girl, tangling her fingers into her hair, nibbling on her lips. She wanted to excite their audience, but she also wanted to stir up some kind of response in this cute little morsel. After a few moments she became a little frustrated with the other girl. She neither helped nor hindered Alison’s efforts – she just stood there. It was impossible to tell if she was excited or repelled by the experience.

Alison bit Cassie’s lower lip – gently at first, then a sharper nip. The girl whimpered and tried to flinch away, but Alison’s fingers in her hair held her in place. “Be good,” she whispered, and kissed her again.

Cassie’s mouth was already open, most likely from shock, and so it was easy for Alison to slip her some tongue. There was no resistance as her tongue explored the warm wet cavern, although she could feel the other girl’s body trembling slightly. Trembling from fear? Or unwanted arousal? She would find out soon enough. Sometimes these finds surprised her. One time they picked up a girl who was dressed like a hooker, only to find out that she’d been with just one man in her entire life. Another time they grabbed a woman who was dressed like a librarian, and she ended up wearing out both Alison and Ramon with her erotic appetites. You had to be prepared for anything.

Finally she broke the kiss and stepped back. She smirked at Cassie, who stared wide-eyed back at her. “How did that feel, sweetie?” she asked. “Did that make you feel all tingly inside?”

 

[SexyChele]

Cassie

Attempting to get out of the car with breasts bared caused my face to flush crimson. Feeling, but not looking, the eyes of men and a woman on my body, attempting to muster up courage to face this with as much dignity as I could.

And then.....then.....a total surprise....

As the woman stepped forward, her fingers in my hair, her lips suddenly on mine! As she moved her lips against mine, her fingers twined in my hair, I was suddenly extremely conscious of the men standing but a few feet away.

I had never kissed a woman before - had not really seen another woman in person completely naked - and here I was feeling her lips against mine, the scent of her perfume filling my senses. As she broke free, I knew she was waiting a response, before I felt her lips again, yet this time her tongue found it way into my mouth. With my eyes closed, I began to marvel at the softness of her lips, the scent of her against me, the very idea of a woman kissing me. I felt my body quiver and tremble, and I wanted to say it was from being exposed or from fear. Maybe in part it was. But despite my best efforts, I felt my body begin to respond to this woman, even though my mind told me I should be repulsed at the thought.

As she pulled away, her eyes seeking mine, I saw the slightly cruel smile.

“How did that feel, sweetie? Did that make you feel all tingly inside?”

I gasped slightly. Had I been that transparent? I had attempted to hold myself perfectly still.

"Answer her, if you know what's good for you!" the swarthy man demanded, and I could see the lust in his eyes.

Blushing in the dimness, my voice trembling slightly, I flustered.

"It....it....was....different. T-t-tingly? I don't know what you mean."

Laughter from both of the them caused me to glance from one to the other. The woman's hand was once more beneath my chin.

"I think you know very well what I mean. I think you enjoyed much more than you are allowing yourself to tell us, no?"

Her eyebrow raised, and her look reminded me of the blade she kept on her person.

"Y-yes, I did find it to be quite....tingly."

I glanced hesitantly over at the man who had been dragged from the front seat. He seemed to be in some pain, maybe a bit out of it, but I saw he was staring with some intensity. Quickly I glanced down, to the ringing laughter around me.

"Well, I should think you will find a great deal more tingly - by the time our fun is concluded. Santiago, we should get inside!"

I gasped as one of the men grabbed my upper arm, he hand purposely brushing against my exposed breast, and lead me harshly towards the interior of the imposing building I had found myself in.

 

[captainb]

Shiner

"C'mon you," said the huge man. Shiner was half-shoved, half-dragged towards the door. He blinked, still feeling nauseous but able to stand shakily. He was trembling, but it wasn't all from the knockout drug.

Santiago? Christ on a crutch! he thought. Ramon Santiago! And she must be... the Ice Maiden... ohhh shit....

Turk shoved him through the door. "Gotta get you cleaned up, boss says so."

Shiner risked a glance back and saw his captors entering, the girl betwen them looking totally out of place and scared too. Nice nips, he thought incongruously. Then he remembered the Maiden lifting his chin...

<You like him sweetie?>
<You better like him baby. 'Cause your gonna fuck him.>

Desire and terror battled behind his red eyes as Turk pushed him into another room, the others disappearing down the hall behind him.

 

[ariosto]

"You gonna suck my cock now baby."
Cassie had been thrust into a room that seemed made of dark night and silver. Everything was black except for the cold gleam of metal everywhere she looked. What were those things...

Ramon and Alison had stripped her of everything and then with the help of a man she hadn't seen before (a muscular, broad faced man with the pale gold skin of an oriental),They'd bound her hands behind her back and shoved her to a kneeling position on the marble floor.

Ramon's big erection swayed in front of her face. Alison was behind him, her arms reaching around her chest, her long nailed fingers teasing his nipples.
"You better suck it sweetie...and do a very good job." Ali nodded and the oriental man stepped out of the shadows and struck Cassie across the shoulders with a riding crop.
The world exploded and her eyes filled with tears!

"See, we can make you want to suck cocks, right Ho?"

Ho laughed and struck again.

She nearly fell over from the force of the blow but Ali was there. Her arms holding her up and her hands on either side of the terrified girls face, pushing it towards Ramon's cock.
"Open up sweetheart, It tastes like a lollipop. Right ramon?"

"You should know baby," He laughed. "You should know."
...and watched the fat purple head disappear between Cassie's swollen lips.

 

[SexyChele]

Cassie

Tears streaming down my cheeks, the sting of the crop still emblazoned across my back, I feel the woman's sharp nails dig into my cheeks pulling me towards a cock that I know will be too large for me to take.

I watched through misty-eyes as the hugs cock disappeared between my lips. I felt my mouth stretch to accommodate its girth. Suddenly, the woman shoved hard, pushing my mouth onto the cock until it hit the back of my throat and held me there. Instantly, I started to gag, desperate for breath.

A stinging slap across my back caused fresh tears to form.

The woman released her grip slightly, and air once more flooded into my lungs.

"Suck him, you little bitch! And make it good!"

I glanced up at the woman, begging with my eyes, but her attention was on the man above me. As I glanced up, he seemed to have forgotten me as he began to lavish attention with hands and lips on the woman.

I began to move back and forth, sucking, trying to take as much of him as I could. I could feel my saliva dribbling down my chin, and I knew I must look just like a whore. As I moved back and forth, I felt the man put his hand on my head, casually guiding my mouth along his cock. He began to move against me, as his balls banged against my chin. I felt the woman's body behind me, pressing into me, and when I glanced up, I saw them kissing above me, his cock stuffed in my mouth, her fingers tangled in my hair.

It didn't take long before the man started to move more quickly against my mouth, as though he were fucking my mouth as a pussy. I heard a door open and close, but I found my concentration on the cock before me.

 

[Ticklish Girl]

Alison

Ramon sucked in a deep breath and began to pump his hips faster. His tongue mimicked the motions of his cock as it stabbed between Alison’s lips, ravishing her mouth. Alison met his tongue with her own, returning his kiss with enough passion to make her feel a little breathless. As she strained forward, she felt the kneeling girl’s body against her legs. The thought of what they were doing to her – and of what they were going to do to her – excited her wildly.

He grunted and broke the kiss, gasping for air. “Uhhh, yeah suck it good, you little whore,” he growled. His eyes squeezed into slits, as if he were concentrating on a difficult problem. The signs were unmistakable: he was on the brink of orgasm.

Alison glanced down at their captive, who was struggling to keep up with Ramon’s thrusts. Grinning wickedly, she dropped to one knee beside the girl. Her lips were right next to the other girl’s ear as she whispered, “He’s getting ready to cum, babe. And when he cums, it’s like a fuckin’ fire hose. I don’t have to tell you to swallow it, right?”

The girl, mouth full, mumbled something that sounded like “no.”

“Good girl,” Alison patted her head. “Because I’m gonna check. Miss a drop and you get the riding crop again.”

The girl whimpered. Alison chuckled and was about to say something when Ramon grunted again, loudly, and grabbed the girl’s head. He fucked her face once, twice, and then his body tensed. The captive girl’s wide eyes grew wider still as the explosion occurred inside her mouth.

Alison moved away and sat cross-legged on the floor. Her hand slipped in between her thighs and she stroked herself, eyeing the spectacle with lusty enjoyment. Ramon kept a tight hold on the girl’s head, almost pressing her nose into his pubic hair. Her throat rippled as she tried frantically to keep up with his spurts.

 

[ariosto]

Even before he'd pulled his cock from her mouth Ramon was motioning to the figures at the door.
Turk walked in pushing a cleaned, sober and naked Shiner into the room.
"Look at that little noodle! Is it scared? You better get it up boy! Like mine...see?"
He pulled himself out of Cassie's mouth suddenly, his erection still long and hard and dripping cum.
The girl gasped and Ramon's seed dribbled out of her mouth and pooled on the floor.

Ali reached for the crop...
"No baby. It's OK, this girl gonna eat a lot of cum tonight. She just started!"
He laughed and twisted her head around.
"Look...you see that man. He's prety now...no?
You crawl over to him puta...you crawl over to him and suck his cock like you did mine."

Cassie looked at Shiner through tear filled eyes.
His penis was no longer the limp frightened thing it had been a minute ago.
"NOW! Bitch!"
Santiago put his foot on her ass and pushed.
"Crawl baby!...that's right."

"And you better swallow it this time Cassie."
Alison purred.
Then suddenly Ramon was spreading Ali's legs apart,
"C'mon Baby let me help you out."
Ali lay back on the floor and watched as her lover
buried his face in her sex and she felt his warm thick tongue moving inside her.

 

[captainb]

"Get the fuck outta them clothes."

Shiner stared in horror at the big man. Shit, was this guy gonna butt-fuck him? Kidnapped by a freakin' Sumo faggot? he thought. Turk reached down and picked up a thick hose which ran to a spigot in the wall.

"Boss sez ta get you clean," Turk grunted, his little eyes betraying no emotion behind the wire frames. "In yer clothes or out, I don't care. Thought you'd wanna save'em." He turned the handle and a spray of water fizzed from the end of the hose. He looked at Shiner from over the top of his glasses. "Don't make me take'em offa you."

Shiner dumbly nodded and unbuttoned his shirt. He hesitated at his underwear, but there had been no moves from Turk as he undressed. He grimaced and pulled them off, then gasped as the big man turned the water on full force, the ice cold water almost burning as Shiner was hosed down.

He was thrown a towel and pushed down the hallway. Turk stopped him before another nondescript door and waited while Shiner finished drying himself. Weird, he thought. What kind of psycho can be so scary and so considerate at once? Then Turk opened the door and Shiner saw Ramon standing over the naked girl, the Maiden sitting on the floor frigging herself. Turk pushed him into the room.

"You see that man?" Ramon laughed, twisting the girl's head around to Shiner. "You crawl over to him and suck his cock like you did mine." The girl looked up at Shiner, her hair tousled over her face and a smear of cum along her chin. She stifled a sob and started to get to her feet. "I said crawl!" Ramon yelled, shoving her back down. Shiner saw her hands were tied behind her back. She slid across the floor in front of Ramon's foot and got to her knees in front of Shiner. Her breasts softly jiggled as she tossed her hair out of her eyes. She was scared, Shiner saw, and had been a little roughed up. But he also saw her erect nipples (from the cold or some kind of arousal, it didn't matter; erect was erect), the deep cleavage between her full breasts, the dark smudge of fur between her thighs, and her frankly beautiful face. His cock began to lengthen on its own. A chuckle came from the Maiden (what was her name? Alison?). She was watching from under dark lids as Ramon moaned deep into her snatch.

The girl glanced at her, then up at Shiner. Her eyes were silently pleading, sliding from his face to his growing cock and back again.

Shiner pushed a stray strand of hair away from her face. "What'cher name?" he said with a nervous smile.

She swallowed thickly and said, "Cassie."

"You better do as they say, Cassie," he said. "It won't be so bad." He lifted his thickened cock before her lips and winked, starting to feel cocky again. Hey, that's funny, he thought.