“Maybe we should make our own movies,” he commented quietly to Carrie.

            She turned inquisitive eyes to him.

            “You, Angie and Jenny can fuck Matt and I’ll film it. We’ll find odd places for you to fuck. Does that sound like fun?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Where’s the strangest place you can think of to fuck someone?”

            “You use all of our holes all the time, Master,” Carrie said in a confused tone.

            “No. I mean what location.”

            “Oh.” Carrie thought hard for a minute. “A bathtub maybe? Or outside somewhere? I’ve never done it outside before.”

            “We could try using the pool to start with,” Danny said thoughtfully. “And Kade has a cabin in the woods he might let me use. I could give him copies of the video in exchange for use of the cabin. This might work, pet. We’ll start tomorrow.”

            He slapped her bare ass.

            “You need to get your pretty little ass out of here for now. I can’t think straight when you’re around.”

            She giggled as she crawled from the bed.

            “Go back to the kennel and go to bed,” he instructed her.

            “Yes, Master.”

            He pulled a note pad from a drawer of his nightstand as she left the room. He started making frantic notes as he spoke softly to himself.

            “I still need to set up another cage in the kennels for boy-toy. I can’t leave him in the dungeon forever. I should probably get a couple more cages anyway just in case I acquire more pets.” He scribbled notes as he thought out loud. “I need to call Kade tomorrow and check about using his cabin. He might even want to watch or have Joy participate. I’ll have to set up some stuff in the van so we can spend the day up there shooting.”

            He made notes long into the night. He knew he would be sleeping late the next morning so he left written instructions for Xi before finally climbing into bed. He had a hard time getting to sleep that night because Carrie wasn’t in his arms and his thoughts kept turning to what they could do with their movies.

            The girls were surprised when Xi came to get them and Danny didn’t show up for breakfast either. Both Matt and Jenny were relieved because it meant they could actually eat in peace for once. Xi gave the girls each a brief outfit to wear for the day. Matt was given a skimpy g-string to wear. It basically consisted of a pocket to hold his prick and balls with a string that fit around his hips to hold it on. The girls all wore corsets with very short mini skirts and high heels. Xi informed them that they could entertain themselves in the family room with games or television when they had finished breakfast.

            “Master must be really busy this morning,” Angie commented.

            “He’s probably working on his new project,” Carrie offered quietly.

            “What new project?” Matt asked suspiciously.

            “He came up with a wonderful new idea last night,” Carrie explained. “He wants to make movies.”

            “What kind of movies?” Jenny asked softly, not sure she really wanted to know. She and Matt exchanged a worried glance.

            “Sexy movies,” Carrie answered. “We get to be in them.”

            “Great,” Matt moaned.

            “It’ll be fun,” Carrie insisted. “We’ll get to fuck in all kinds of fun places. Master said we might start in the pool. We might even get to fuck outside. He mentioned borrowing a cabin from his friend Master Kade.”

            Angie shivered when Carrie mentioned Kade. Matt and Jenny exchanged another silent glance. They all finished their breakfasts and went together to the room Danny referred to as the family room. There were several different table and board games set up ready for use as well as a large screen flat panel television with surround sound. A DVD player and CD player were also available for their use. Carrie immediately turned on the television and started flipping through channels. Angie joined her on the couch and the two of them almost immediately became engrossed in a daytime talk show. Jenny and Matt carefully made their way to one of the tables with a board game set up. They had learned over the past few weeks to be careful about showing their affection for one another. Angie and Carrie never kept any secrets from Danny and he was quick and harsh with his retribution.

They sat down at a table with a chess game set up and started to play. They weren’t really interested in the game as much as being able to spend time together. Matt kept his eyes on Angie and Carrie as he gently nudged Jenny’s leg with his knee. She glanced up at him, a tiny smile on her lips.

“If he takes us outside, to some cabin somewhere,” Matt said in a low whisper, “maybe we can get away from him.”

“Matt, what about Angie and Carrie?” Jenny hissed.

“Jen, they’re already devoted to him. There’s nothing we can do for them. We have to think about ourselves now.” His resolve softened as she stared at him. “We could notify authorities about him, about what happened, when we get away.”

“We’d have to at least do that,” she replied softly. She moved another playing piece on the board before glancing up at him again. “Do you really think we might have a chance?”

“We have to try. If we get an opportunity we have to go for it.” He rubbed his knee against her leg reassuringly then suddenly jerked away when he saw Danny step into the room.

“Well, everyone nice and cozy?” Danny asked.

“Yes, Master,” Angie and Carrie answered in unison.

“Thank you for a wonderful breakfast!” Carrie added.

“I’m glad you all enjoyed it. Turn the television off, Carrie. I have news for you all.”

He stepped into the room as Carrie turned the TV off as instructed. Taking a seat on the arm of the sofa, he motioned with his hands.

“Everyone, gather around over here. I want to make an announcement and I want you where you hear it.”

Matt and Jenny moved to stand next to Carrie and Angie.

“I’ve decided that the games we’ve been playing are fun but we need some variety. I got an idea last night and I’ve decided that we’ll be trying some new things in some new places. We’ll start today. I’m going to be filming some of the action and I may decide to participate from time to time. Today we’ll be playing in my pool. I assume everyone knows how to swim?”

He glanced around at them and saw general nods and heard a chorus of yes masters.

“Good. I need to know if anyone has any serious allergies. Especially to things like pollens, ragweed…that sort of thing.”

He looked at Angie.

“No, Master.”

“No, Master,” Carried replied when his gaze fell on her.

“No, Master,” Jenny said softly as his eyes moved to stare at her.

When he looked at Matt he narrowed his eyes for a moment.

“No, Master.”

“Good. I like it when my pets are healthy.” He looked over the four of them again before he continued. “Kade has agreed to let us use his cabin in the woods for one of our shoots. He keeps a motorcycle there that he also said we could use in our filming. That should make for some rather provocative shots. We’ll start shooting this afternoon. I want to give you time for your breakfast to digest a little since we’ll be playing in the water. Until then you can relax in here.”

“Thank you, Master!” Carrie gushed.

Danny stared pointedly at Matt.

“You should be particularly excited about this little venture.” When Matt didn’t respond, only continued to stare vacantly at him, Danny added, “I’ll be taking your cage off so you can cum.”

They spent the afternoon in Danny’s indoor pool Matt took turns fucking Angie and Carrie while Jenny was forced to remain poolside with vibrators to keep her company. Danny made sure she was always in Matt’s line of sight and always on the verge of an orgasm so Matt was constantly aroused. All in all, Danny felt they had a very productive afternoon and was in a very good mood when they finished their last video of the day. He gave them all clothes to put on for dinner, even allowing Matt a pair of shorts instead of his usual g-string. He was also allowed to remain free of the hated CB3000 for the evening meal. Just getting an evening meal was a special treat for Matt and Jenny who were used to only getting breakfast and a salad sometime during the day. They were both on their best behavior that night.

Dinner went well with only one interruption when Danny was called away for a delivery. Xi stayed in the dining room while everyone continued their meal. Danny was gone for several minutes before finally returning, still in good humor.

“Well, everything seems to be falling into place,” he said as he resumed his place at the large table.

Nothing more was said and when everyone finished their meals they simply laid their silverware by their plates and dropped their hands in their laps as they had been trained to do. Danny finally finished his meal and stood up, their cue that it was time to leave the table. Everyone else rose their feet as well.

“I think we should all make an early night of it because we’ll have an early morning tomorrow.”

There was a chorus of yes masters and the three ladies headed in the direction of the kennel. Matt turned and started toward the dungeon when Danny stopped him.

“Boy, you’re heading the wrong way.”

Matt stopped and turned back to Danny, a look of confusion on his face.

“Strap on your belt,” Danny ordered.

Matt reluctantly picked up the CB3000 which had been abandoned earlier and fixed it in place over his prick then waited nervously for Danny’s next order.

“That delivery earlier, in a way, it was for you. You’ll be moving into the kennel tonight. No more sleeping in the dungeon, boy. You’ll be sleeping in the slave kennel from now on.”

Danny turned, a smile on his face, and led the way to the kennel. Matt slowly followed, not sure he liked the new arrangement. He followed Danny into a large room with cages lined up along one wall. Air mattresses were in each cage securely attached to the floor. The cages each had electronic keypad locks on them. Matt noticed that the girls were each already locked securely in a cage. Danny led Matt to the cage on the farthest end of the row and indicated that he should get in. Matt frowned but he bent down and climbed into the cage. Danny banged the door closed behind him and locked it.

“Have a good night, slaves,” he said as he turned to leave the room.

They were awakened early the next morning by Xi. She led them down to the dining room after their showers where Danny was already seated before a plate full of pancakes. The table, as usual, was laden with food. Danny motioned to the table with a large grin pasted on his face.

“Eat up! We have a long day ahead of us!”

They all took their normal seats around the table and filled their plates. Matt and Jenny ate their breakfasts in relative silence while Angie and Carrie chatted excitedly about what Master might have planned. Danny sat in silence, watching and listening, a coy smile on his face.

“I have a surprise for each of you,” Danny announced as they finished their meal.

He rose from his seat and retrieved bags with their names printed on them in neat letters. He handed out the bags and placed his hands, palms down, on the tabletop, leaning forward.

“These outfits are for you to wear today, this morning actually.” They all opened their bags to find outfits more modest than they were now used to wearing. “We’ll be going out for a drive today. I expect you all to be on your best behavior.” He eyed Matt and Jenny suspiciously. “If any of you give me any headaches or cause any trouble, you will be severely punished when we return.” He paused dramatically for several minutes, staring hard at Matt then Jenny, each in turn, before looking at Carrie and Angie. “We’ll be spending the day at a cabin one of my friend’s is letting us use to shoot some more video. Now, get dressed and meet me in the den.”

He turned and strode from the room, leaving his four slaves in stunned silence. Carrie and Angie were the first to recover. They excitedly changed clothes, giggling together like school girls preparing for their first date. Jenny slowly changed into her outfit and Matt followed suit. The girls all wore short mini skirts with low cut button front shirts and four inch heels. Matt had been given a pair of very tight trousers and a pull-over shirt that laced up the front. The laces were missing from the shirt. Simple loafers completed his outfit. None of them were given any underwear. Once they had all changed they walked through the house together and found Danny waiting for them in the large den, two small boxes resting on the floor next to his feet.

“That didn’t take long,” he commented. “You all must be excited. Matt, put these boxes in the back of the white van then get your butt back in here.”

Matt silently stacked one box on top of the other and carried them both to the van. He put them inside trying to glance around as he did so then returned to the house. Danny quickly attached short lead chains to each of their collars.

“Angie, Carrie and Matt, you’ll all ride in the back. Jenny, you’ll ride up front with me,” he said. “Any questions?”

Carrie gave him a crest-fallen look but said nothing.

“Good. You three wait here.”

He led Jenny from the room and secured her in the front of the van, fastening her lead chain to a loop in the top of the van. He quickly returned for the others and led them out to the side of the van. He secured each of them to the floor of the van with their lead chains then slid the side door closed. He went around and climbed into the driver’s seat and carefully headed out of the long driveway. Once on the highway his right hand often wandered from the steering wheel to Jenny’s leg. He slid his hand up her thigh and under the hem of her short skirt. Since he had not given them any underwear he had free access to her pussy and enjoyed fingering her as he drove.

The area that Danny stopped at was absolutely beautiful. It took Jenny’s breath away. She hated to think about why they had been brought to such a beautiful place. The little cabin looked like a hunter’s lodge. There was a large lake off to the left of the cabin and a huge Harley parked in front of it. Did that mean someone was here? she wondered. God, I hope not. Danny climbed out of the van and went to release his passengers in the back. Carrie was the first out of the van then Angie. Matt was the last out of the van and he carried one of the boxes again. Danny then stepped to the passenger door and released Jenny, helping her from the seat.

The first film consisted of Jenny and Carrie cavorting on the small porch of the cabin. Danny then tied Jenny’s arms behind her around a tree, inserted the inevitable vibrators and tied her legs around the tree as well, making it hard for her to stand. He added vibrating nipple clamps and a vibrating penis gag then had Carrie, Angie and Matt strip and do a threesome on the porch. When that was finished he changed Jenny’s position a little then put Angie in front of the handle bars of the Harley, facing backwards. Then Matt was instructed to climb onto the Harley as if he were going to ride it. Instead of riding the motorcycle, he fucked Angie.

Danny was so engrossed in filming Matt and Angie on the motorcycle that he hadn’t noticed the two young girls, one a Latino and the other a redhead, wander out of the nearby woods until Carrie softly touched his shoulder.

“Master,” she whispered to him, stretching up on her tip-toes.

He glanced away from the camera’s view finder to look at her. She discreetly pointed in the direction of the approaching young women.

“Go talk to them and keep them out of the shot. Tell them we’re professionals filming videos,” he hissed at her.

“Yes, Master.”

She hurried off to intercept the new arrivals before they wandered into his shot or disrupted the scene. He quickly turned his attention back to the camera as Angie reached climax and cried out. She clawed wildly at Matt’s recently healed back, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist, pulling his prick further inside her. He suddenly grunted and jerked as he spilled his load into her cunt.

“Oh, God, Angie!” he cried.

He collapsed onto her, forcing her back onto the handle bars of the bike. She clutched him to her.

“God, Matt, that was great,” she moaned.

Danny laid the camera aside and gave them a minute to rest.

“Okay, you two. That’s enough. Angie, get Jenny then all of you get in the van.”

Matt and Angie climbed off the bike and Angie released Jenny from her torment at the tree. The three of them headed for the back of the van that was parked nearby. Danny headed straight for Carrie and the two strangers.

“This is Beth and Amanda,” Carrie said as Danny approached. They were hiking with a friend and got lost when they stumbled on to our shoot.”

“Hi, I’m Danny.”

“Hi. Sorry about interrupting,” Amanda, the Latino, said as she shook Danny’s outstretched hand, offering him a shy smile.

“Danny shook her hand and quickly released it.

“Not a problem. We’re used to it. We try to pick secluded spots for obvious reasons.” He smiled inwardly when both girls blushed. “But folks still sometimes manage to wander into our shoots. That’s where Carrie comes in.”

He smiled down at Carrie as he hugged her lightly.

“We were just about to take a break for lunch. Would you like to join us?” he asked.

The girls exchanged a quick glance and shrugged to each other.

“Sure. Why not?” Beth answered.

“Carrie, why don’t you have Jenny help you set lunch out?” When she nodded and started to turn away he caught her hand and pulled her close, whispering to her, “Explain everything to her.”

“Yes, sir,” Carrie replied with a smile.

“So, who’s the friend you were hiking with?” Danny asked casually as he slowly walked the girls across the lawn.

“Sam, a guy from our school,” Beth answered. “We all hike a lot but Mandy and me haven’t hiked here before. Somehow, we got separated from Sam and now we can’t find him. And we have no idea where we are.”

“You’re about fifty miles away from civilization,” Danny commented with a laugh. At the panicked look on the girls’ faces he added more seriously, “If you want, and can wait, when we finish the shoot we can give you a lift back into town.

“Really?” Beth asked while Amanda eyed him suspiciously.

“Sure. We have plenty of room in the van.”

“That would be great.”

Carrie and Jenny looked up as they approached the spread blanket where they had laid out the picnic lunch.

“Everything ready?” Danny asked.

“Yes, sir,” Carrie replied.

“Good.” Danny motioned to Beth and Amanda. “You girls go ahead. I’ll get Matt and Angie.”

Carrie followed Danny to the van and spoke to him just before he opened the door.

“Master?”

“What is it, pet?”

“You seem interested in Amanda and Beth so I thought you might like to know that Amanda thinks Matt is cute.”

Danny turned to stare down at her, his eyes bright.

“Does she now?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Thank you, Carrie. Go enjoy your lunch now, pet.”

She turned and went back to join Jenny and the other girls as Danny opened the door and climbed into the van. He was pleased to see Matt sitting cross-legged on the floor on one side of the van while Angie knelt on the floor in the opposite corner. He pulled an outfit from the box left in the van and tossed it to Angie.

“Put that on then join the others for lunch. As far as our little visitors are concerned we’re professionals shooting a video. Got it?”

“Yes, Master,” Angie replied as she dressed.

Once she had left the van Danny pulled a pair of leather pants from the box and leaned against the wall of the van, staring down at Matt.

“Okay, boy. Here’s how it’s gonna work,” he finally said. “No CB3000 for now. You’re gonna go out there and get all chummy with that little Latino because she thinks you’re cute.”

Matt started shaking his head from side to side, realizing what Danny was planning.

“If you don’t cooperate, Jenny pays for it tonight – and tomorrow and the next day.”

Matt slowly raised his head to stare up at the man towering over him. His face was pale, his eyes full of pain and fear.

“I can’t…” he whispered.

Danny stepped forward and grabbed a handful of Matt’s hair, yanking backwards, pulling Matt’s head back roughly.

“You can and you will. You’re going to put the moves on that little bitch and, because she’s already hot for you, she’s going be easy to reel in. I want her, boy. You’re going to get her for me.”

Danny shoved Matt back away from him, slamming his head into the side of the van. Matt silently held his hand out for the pants. Danny didn’t move, he just stood in silence, staring at Matt.

“Do you understand what you have to do?”

“Yes, Master,” Matt whispered hoarsely.

“Tell me.”

“Get friendly with the Latino girl.”

“Good.”

Danny handed the pants to Matt and left the van. Matt slowly squeezed into the tight leather pants and left the van, making his way over to where everyone else sat, trying hard to ignore Jenny. He sat down between Carrie and the new arrivals and nervously fixed himself a sandwich. He took the drink Jenny offered him and started to eat.

“Ladies, this is one of our other stars,” Danny said, indicating Matt. “This is Matt. Matt, this is Amanda and Beth.”

Matt smiled at the two young women and said hello. Beth, the redhead said hello and immediately turned her attention back to Jenny and Angie. Amanda softly whispered hello and dropped her eyes to stare at the blanket they sat on. After only a few minutes Danny rose to his feet, stretched and looked around the area before letting his gaze fall on Matt then slowly shifted it to Jenny.

“Jenny, why don’t you help me scout out another location for our next round?” he suggested.

“Yes, sir,” she replied softly as she got to her feet and followed him into the woods.

Matt watched them go then turned his attention back to the conversation around him. He noticed that Amanda kept glancing at him from under her long eye lashes. He glanced again in the direction that Danny and Jenny had disappeared in then leaned over and whispered to Amanda.

“So, how old are you anyway?”

She turned a bright shade of red as she tried to look up at him while avoiding his eyes.

“Eighteen,” she whispered.

His heart sank.

“Good,” he heard himself say as his hand slid across the blanket onto her leg.

“How’d you get into this kind of stuff anyway?” she asked softly.

“It just seemed to happen,” he answered with a shrug. “What do you want to do?”

“I don’t know, maybe something with computers or animals.”

He lifted her hand in his and stared at it.

“You’d do well in either, I bet.”

She blushed again at his words.

“How do you know?” she asked softly.

“You have nice hands,” he replied simply as a high pitched scream broke the air.

Everyone on the blanket jumped at the sound, hurrying to their feet. A few minutes later Danny and Jenny emerged from the woods. Danny was laughing, Jenny looked pale.

“What happened?” Beth asked as they drew near.

“We saw a snake on the trail,” Danny replied with glee. “Jenny nearly lost it. I guess this means we won’t be shooting in the woods.”

All three girls stared at him with pleading looks on their faces.

“Okay, but that limits us to the cabin and we’ve pretty much exhausted our choices there.”

He glanced around and saw Matt holding Amanda’s hand. He smiled approvingly at the other man before looking around again.

“I guess we should probably head back anyway if we’re going to give Beth and Amanda a lift into town.”

Matt squeezed Amanda’s hand, drawing her attention to his face. When she looked up at him he gave an almost imperceptible shake of his head. She narrowed her eyes and stared at him.

“Let’s get packed up and head out. Matt, grab the box from the porch.”

Matt headed toward the porch, dragging Amanda along behind him. He didn’t release her hand until they reached the porch. He bent over and started gathering the scattered sex toys and putting them back in the box as he spoke to her in a low voice barely above a whisper.

“Amanda, whatever you do, don’t get in that van. Talk to Jenny if you can to get directions but don’t get in that van. If you have to, just head in the opposite direction from us, as fast as you can.”

“What – why? What’s wrong?”

“I can’t explain.” He glanced over his shoulder as he put the last of the stuff in the box. “Just get as far away from us as you can as fast as you can.”

He picked up the box and headed back toward the van with it. Amanda followed him.

“But –”

“Shh!” he hissed.

Matt shoved the box into the back of the van not trying to hide the lead chains hanging from the van walls from Amanda, hoping she would see them and understand. Just as he started to close the door Danny stepped around the back of the van with Beth.

“Okay, let’s load up. I’m afraid you girls will have to ride in the back with Matt, Angie and Carrie.”

“That’s okay,” Beth replied as she started to climb into the van.

Matt stared down at Amanda and shook his head, a stern look on his face. Amanda grabbed Beth’s arm and pulled her back.

“Beth, wait. Maybe we should go back and look for Sam. Then they could just stop in town and let the authorities know that the three of us are up here.”

“Maybe we could help look,” Matt offered.

“No! Get in the van.” Danny stared at Matt with flinty eyes.

“But –” Matt didn’t finish his sentence when he saw Danny grab Jenny.

“Get in the van, now.”

Matt obediently climbed into the back of the van. Danny shoved Jenny into the front passenger seat as Amanda pulled Beth away from the van.

“Come on, Beth. Let’s go.”

The two girls started back toward the woods when Danny lunged at them. He managed to grab Beth, who was closer to him but Amanda darted away.

“Run, Mandy!” Beth screamed to her friend.

“Angie, Carrie, grab her!” Danny ordered.

The other two women ran after the fleeing teen and managed to drag her to the ground just before she made it to the woods. Danny quickly tied Beth and shoved a penis gag into her then threw her into the van. He climbed in and chained Matt into place carefully locking the chain so Matt couldn’t leave the van. He then locked Jenny’s chain so she too was a prisoner in the van. He finally turned and made his way to where Carrie and Angie had the struggling Amanda pinned to the ground.

“Let go of me!” Amanda screamed at the two women as Danny approached.

He bent down and easily pinned both her hands behind her back with one of his. Then he lifted her to her feet and stared malevolently down into her brown eyes.

“What do want?” she cried.

“You, bitch.”

He reached out to grab her right tit through the tee-shirt she wore, causing her to scream. He bent his head down and kissed her hard on the mouth as he fondled her. When he finally pulled away from her he saw the tears streaming down her face. He smiled as he wiped the tears away.

“Don’t waste the effort, bitch. I like to hear you scream. Tears just make me hard.” He jerked his head toward the van. “Let’s go.”

Carrie and Angie dutifully walked back to the van and climbed inside. Danny forced a struggling Amanda ahead of him. When he got her back to the van he quickly tied and gagged her as well, then laid her in the floor of the van next to Beth. He patted them both on their chests and looked up at Matt.

“Take good care of them until we get home,” he said with a smile.

He closed the door and went around the van to climb back behind the wheel.

Danny had only driven about ten miles down the road when he saw a tall, thin boy with dark hair hiking along side the road. This must be their friend, he thought. He slowed the van down as he approached the tall youth and rolled down his window. When he drew up beside the boy he called out to the hiker.

“Hey, there.”

The boy jerked his head around and looked at Danny nervously.

“Hi.”

“Everything okay?” Danny asked.

“No, not really. You haven’t seen two girls hiking around here have you?”

“No, not recently,” Danny lied. “Why?”

“I was hiking with a couple of friends but we got separated and now I can’t find them.”

“Maybe we can give you a lift in to town so you can report them missing and get some official help.”

“Really? That’d be great.”

The boy sounded so relieved Danny almost laughed.

“Sure. Hang on.”

Danny put the van in park and jumped out as if to help the boy with his pack. He took the pack and walked the boy around the van. When the side door slid open Danny pressed the tazer against the boy’s neck. He fell forward into the van. He was quickly tied and gagged like his friends, lying in the back of the van. Danny tossed the boy’s pack in with the girls’ packs, closed the side door and hurried back around to the driver’s side. He climbed back in behind the wheel and headed for home, excited about his newest slaves.

I had only just several times sucked my husband, for he seemed to not demaned it, he was more of a let me drill you kind of man. Not to much glamer in our sex life, but it was enjoyable for 15 years. I was now being forced to suck strange cock. One by one they took turnes poking my mouth, and I begain to relize that I was being raped. How can this just happen, and why me. As i was told by each of these guys, do what we say and I would not be hurt, load after load filled my mouth. I was able to void some of it, but I had to swollow as well. the one thing that helped me during this was the fact that no one was touching me in any place but my arms and legs to keep me pind down to the ground. My bikini was still on, so my hope was all they wanted was to mouth fuck me then leave me.

As I drained each of them the rape turned for the worse. Tape was placed over my mouth, my bikini was ripped off with no problem and I now layed naked surounded by stiff half drunken guys. They picked me up and carried me foward off the beach to a small house. I was then tied to a bed, and one by one they robed me of my pride as they fucked me like animals.

I was untied, turned over, retied, and pulled up on all 4`s, and pumped again and again for there pleasure. I was shure that they were done for I was left alone for a hour or so, just laying there helpless, tired, hurting, swollen and sore. My emotions were crazy, nothing made any since.

the rape continued but this time they took turnes explorting my ass hole where no one had ever gone before. I knew that some people enjoy that kind of sex, but I never wanted or liked the thought of it. Now I was forced to be filled in this way, and again they seemed pleased to use my at there will.

One would think by now that the worsed was over and done. how could I go on, they would sure kill me if they did more to me. Now it was time not for one on one, but forced to comply I fould myself being used again. Cock in the mouth, my pussy, and my ass was not fun, it hurt, I sure must die now.

As all of this was happening to me I was unaware of the guy with the camera. He had photographed there fun and my humiliation. How could anyone be so mean enough is enough. They had picked up from the beach my laptop and now they had acsess to my whole life. From my computor I was forced to help them get into my e-mail but why.

My life was finaily finished now. I was now turned lose, I could walk but not well. I had losed everything, even my cloths. Forced to walk naked back to my motel, the only good thing that came out of this day was my room was way down on the end of the building, and I had forgotten to lock the door.

A few days latter I retured to work. It seemed that everyone stared at me, could they have known that I was raped over and over again. I made my way to my desk to try to work and not think upon what had happen to me. As I set at my computor I noticed my e-mail was loaded with twenty something letters from me to me. What was this. I begain to open one and my life was drained from me. There I was naked, being raped, it showed everything. Each of the e-mails had 4 pictures with them. They had not only taken me forcefully and raped me, but now they had raped me again threw e mail humiliating me futher. The worse had happened, they had forwarded each of these letters titled see what I did at the beach, to everyone in my e-mail address book. My family, my friends, my coworkers, my boss, my work clients, and the list goes on and on.

I lost most of my friends, my job, yes my husband,some of my family, all of my pride. Now I live in another state by myself, I work as a clerk at a quiky mart, I have no computor, and I have been raped 3 times since I`ve lived here. I live each day knowing that someone will sure take me again and probably kill me.

Finally 12 came and i sat down as Jeff shook my hand then handed me a brown envelope, as i opened it i asked " so whats this?" i pulled out a transfer application " trasfer papers? what use is this?" " trust me Trevor this is the best option doctor Reid is a real ball-buster and not someone you want to mess with" confused i asked " how do you know?" " well did you ever hear about that guy everbody called doctor casanova?" " yeah i heard he had sex with half the female staff" " yeah 4 doctors, 6 nurses and 4 of his paitents one of them during an x-ray!!" " i heard about that didn't he sell those on ebay?" " yeah made a bundle until the paitent sued him for it" " wow! what happened?"

" well they day of the hearing she had the missfortune of getting a female judge and the three ended up in her office where let's just say she dropped more than the charges!!" " wow! but what has he got to do with doctor Reid?" " well when she first arrived he decided to try to get into her scrubs" " and?" " oh he did it but in the end it ruined him" "how?" " well while they where at it she fell asleep!!" " SHE FELL ASLEEP!!" " hell yeah well word quikly spread and his life as doctor casanova was over" then he shugged " but if you don't belive me you can ask him yourself he's over there" Jeff pointed across the room to a very sad looking janitor who seemed to be talking to his ham roll, surprised i added " THAT'S DOCTOR CASANOVA!" " yeah word got around and he was fired and hasen't had sex in 5 years, can't even pay for it" " damn!" " yeah the only one eying him now is bobby" i tried and failed to cover a laugh " are you telling me that our only male nurse is gay?" " yeah kinda ironc huh!"

Once we stopped laughing Jeff rose from the table and added pointing at the trasfer papers " trust me thats the safest way to deal with this" i respected his advice but i loved my work and had no intentions of leaving, so at 6pm that night i paced my living room by 8 i was sure i had left a dent in the floor then the bell ran and i walked slowly to the front door.

i opened the door and there was doctor Reid waring a long trenchcoat ( as far as i knew she was a dirty dlonde who seemed to be to busy with work to pretty herself up) as i closed the door i turned around and was shocked to see that she was naked under the coat and man did i get a surprise she was shaved downstairs and had nice well rounded breasts, i was rock hard in a split second, as i took off my clothes she looked right into my eyes and said " i hope your expecting a blowjob the deal was to make me cum not you" dissapointed by this for only a moment i walked her to my bedroom and i began sucking her left breast while rubbing the right moving down i began to lick and suck her clit, i could tell she was loving it but she was doing a fantastic job of covering it up, soon enough i slid my dick inside her and began moving in and out slowly but as i looked up i saw she was counting the ceiling tiles, i pulled out and got her on all fours thinking damn it man this is your job on the line so make it happen, with new otivation i began slamming my rod deap inside her while reaching around with my hands to caress both her nipples and pussy, nothing but i wasn't ready to give up yet pulling out for a second time i got her to turn over to her right side raised her left leg and entered slowly jackpot!! i could tell allmost instantly that even though she was trying to hide it her orgasam was quickly building soon she screamed "i'm cumming!! i'm cumming!!" as her jucies ran down my dick i shot load after load into her.

We fell asleep together and as she got up to leave the next morning i grabbed her arm " hey we had a deal remember what about the pictures?" at this she smiled and replied " oh them! i'm sure they would out great, that is if i had bothered to put any film in it!" she put her hand in her pocket pulled out the camera and threw it to me to confirm what sh ehad just said, it was true it was empty, by the time i looked back up at the doorway she was gone.

 

"So, I take it that you're gonna to kick Penny out, and move my Sally in- good for you, Hank! However, I do think that some poetic justice is in order to settle the score with your evil wife and her lover, who, after all, has brainwashed her into denying you sex." Mina spoke up.

"What exactly are you up to, my dear future mother-in-law?" Hank asked her, evidently stunned that she would be so invested in his pleasure and revenge.

"My hunky Hank, whom I hope to keep fucking, both before and after he gets married to my sexy daughter, I want to humiliate Pastor Gilbertson and your wife by enslaving them. You could use something over them, such as the fact that they're fucking behind Mrs. Gilbertson's back. You could threaten to inform the board and the deacons of his church. What do ya think, my love?" she answered him mischievously.

Hank grinned, and told her "Well, with Penny, we will need something more, since her spouse, namely me, already knows about her affair- we could bring up her fear of deportation back to England. She would not want to return there, after having lived in the States."

So, the plan was set up, with the group to meet at Hank's house, fucking as a team while the VCR played the incriminating tape of Penny's dalliance with the pastor. Hank started things off by stripping for the girls, then making them undress in front of him.

Then, he bent each girl over the furniture, got on his knees behind them, and commenced a rimming session like none of them had ever known. He lingered with his lips and tongue over each anus, running them over it repeatedly, and making them cum in succession. He even stuck his tongue inside their sphincters, while kissing the holes themselves.

As he passionately French-kissed the arses of Mina, Sally, Connie, and Yasmin, he began to fondle their cheeks and play with their cunts. They climaxed several times from the oral assaults, and finally they were loose enough in the backdoor for him to simply insert his penis in each girl.

The first to get it was Connie, Mina's younger sister, who begged him not to stop almost as soon as he was inside. Every time he shoved it into her rectum, she pushed back against his cock and balls, revealing her furious delight at the penetration of her ass. Once Hank could not take any more stimulation, he shot off his ammo at her bullseye, which made her so wet that she came along with him in a heavy-breathing climax.

Then he took his cock straight from her butt into Yasmin's, getting the girl automatically damp from the mere fact of having just fucked her friend's horny aunt. He pushed and pulled in a sequence that was clearly intended to renew the awesome feeling of the initial thrust. Yasmin kept taking it eagerly for nearly a half hour, until at last she could take it no more: she came in a gush of girlie-juice. Once more,

Hank was so hard that he came with an impressive blast of semen, filling Yasmin's tush. When he was finished with that, he took a little break to take the tape off pause, while Connie went into the shower, taking Yasmin with her for what was looking to be a lesbian shag.

Mina grabbed Sally to finger-fuck her in both holes, getting the young lady soaking wet within a few minutes. Hank watched both this hot scene, and the tamer sex on the VCR, as Penny suddenly opened the door with Pastor Gilbertson just behind her, and then she froze at the sight before her.

There was Hank, watching a naked woman masturbate her own daughter. He was also viewing a videotape of what Penny immediately saw was her own tryst with the pastor. In a couple of seconds, he saw it too.

"Well, Hank," she finally said as her eyes began to tear "I don't know how to ever undo my betrayal, but please let me try, my dear husband."

Hank looked at her suddenly, with a stern face, and then he answered her severely "Penny, it's far too late to save our marriage, because I have been fucking around myself, in order to get what's rightfully mine, ever since one of the people at your church sent me this tape.

I have been doing Sally and Mina here, and I've just fucked Connie and Yasmin today. If you had been willing to agree to an open marriage at the beginning, we could have had something together, but, instead, you became a prudish, hypocritical zealot, thanks to the pastor here."

"What are you going to do to Penny and me?" the pastor finally inquired.

Hank threw back his head and laughed, saying "You will be paying for your hypocrisy- both of you! If I tell your wife, Reverend, not to mention your parishioners, you will lose your pastorate, your marriage, and, definitely, your parsonage. You will not be able to leech off people, but will have to get a real job for once.

So, I'm handing you over to Mina, as a thank you to her for suggesting that I find this way to pay you back. You will be her slave for the rest of your life, finally putting some meaning into all B.S. about 'service'. Penny here will belong to Connie, for whatever purpose she has in mind for her. That way, both of you will get punished for your failure to simply share and share alike."

"Wait a second, Hank- do you mean that I now own Pastor Gilbertson here, and can make him do anything I like? If so, then I will exact a price for whenever he wants to fuck any woman besides me or his wife- he will have to take a cock or dildo up his ass every time he does that!" Mina said with undeniable excitement.

"Good idea, Mina, since Guy could never settle down any more than I could; you might use that to control him, so that he is penalized for having preached against sexual freedom all of these years." Hank replied.

"What about me, Hank? What will you do if I don't cooperate with your little scheme to exact revenge on me?" Penny asked him with some consternation and umbrage at his assumption that he could make her comply with him.

"Well, that's simple, my wife, because once I divorce you, the INS would very interested to learn about it. You probably don't relish the idea of going back to Liverpool, do you? What about spending some time in a federal holding cell, pending deportation hearings?" Hank retorted gleefully.

Penny's face paled, as she realized that her immigrant status was leverage that Hank had all along, and it had never occurred to her that he could, much less would, use it against her. Well, it was fair, she supposed, and she could be tossed out of the country if she rebelled against it, so she would simply have to accept it after all.

At that moment, Connie and Yasmin came out of the bathroom with towels half-covering their lovely bodies. "Connie, I am giving Penny to you as a reward for your help, as well as a penalty for her hypocrisy- how does that sound?" he told her.

"So, Penny is my sex slave, instead of your wife, right? I'm guessing that you used her nationality and the threat of deportation as blackmail. Thank you, Hank, because I would love to dominate Penny, making her eat me in the shower like Yasmin just did. I bet that she has never been screwed by a woman before, but I will change that quickly!" Connie gushed.

Penny was clearly terrified at the thought of being forced to have sex with women, but she was not nearly as frightened as the pastor, who was not looking forward to being buggered.

Hank laughed again, saying "I'm gonna fuck Sally and Mina here, while the 2 of you contemplate your new lives of bondage. Connie, I suggest that you move Penny in with you, so she can have a place to stay and be there to serve you properly. Sally and Yasmin are staying with me, while the pastor will visit Mina now and then, reporting for sexual duty at a given time that she prefers."

He then put Mina down on all fours and mounted her ass for a thorough fucking. He shoved his manhood inside her with vigor, getting her all worked up with arousal, as his cock stretched her looser and looser. He contined plundering her butt for what seemed like an hour, getting her drenched with sweat and vaginal cum, while Sally took her mother's tongue along her rectal region.

Sally was moaning louder, as was her Mom, until Hank finally relieved his scrotum into Mina's heinie. He let the woman finish the ass-licking, however, making mother and daughter each reach orgasm.

Then, he straddled Sally missionary-style and fucked her rectum royally while lifting her thighs and buns. He rammed her with increasing momentum, letting the crescendo of pleasure build for several minutes, until both his genitals and hers were ready to climax together. She screamed, he grunted, and they both came, spending themselves simultaneously.

While this happened, Mina ordered her new slave to his knees, telling him to fuck Connie hard, while she deflowered his manhole. He protested for a second, but then he remembered that this was the lesser evil, next to getting defrocked.

He entered Connie's waiting cunt, pushing eagerly to just get the whole thing over with for now, but Mina then slapped his face, saying "Hey, bitch, go easy on my sister- give her a slow, complete penetration, not a ramfest! You don't have the right to rough sex with some woman- that's for free people like me and Hank!"

He obeyed, sliding in and out with more consideration for the sister of his new mistress. Even so, Mina proved that she did indeed have the option to fuck someone hard, as she slammed her strap-on dildo into the pastor's ass.

He wailed at the sudden sensation of a sharp pain in his rear, but she slapped him again, telling him "Shut up, slave, and take it like a man! I am going to fuck you like the pansy slut that you are, nancy boy! Get used to it, 'cause that's how you're getting fucked from now on with me in command."

Connie next gave an order, instructing Penny to sit on her face, so she eat her out while Guy Gilbertson fucked her pussy. "You will look at his face hard, knowing that you will never be allowed to have sex with a man again- your sex life will be all lesbian henceforth!" she told a stunned Penny, who never much wanted to fuck girls, but knew that she had no choice.

She sat on Connie's face, looked at Guy's face, and wept at the thought that she was losing both of the men in her life, with them replaced by a bisexual dominatrix. Even so, Connie was revelling in precisely that idea, eating Penny's pussy with ecstatic joy.

Against her wishes, Penny was being made to cum by a woman, and there was nothing she could about it, if she wanted to stay in the States. As the surge of pleasure ripped through her under-sexed body, she knew that this was her due, that she was being paid back for all of the mistreatment she had dished out to Hank and others.

At last, Mina came, followed by the pastor, and then Connie had her orgasm, evidently accelerated by the delights of Penny's cunt. Hank looked at the scene in front and thought- it's a damned shame that this is not in a porno film, because it would beat all of them!

Thus, the marriage of Hank and Penny Leicester became the enslavement of Guy and Penny and the engagement of Hank and Sally. This was only the best thing for all, giving everyone what they really needed in fact- karma.

No.  Stop right there.

It was definitely a problem.  Suzanne had a job to do – to finish, and people were relying on her.  She needed to get to a phone.  Sasha had a mobile but he’d never left it where she could get at it without him knowing.  She was going to have to think of something, she was running out of time.  If she wasn’t careful, she was going to be late, in more ways than one.

The opportunity presented itself in the end.  They were making dinner, and Sasha left Suzanne in charge of stirring the food while he went upstairs to take a shower.  She turned away from the cooker to find that he’d left his mobile on the kitchen table.  Strange.  She waited for several moments, and then heard Sasha enter the bathroom and turn on the shower.  It was perfect.  She grabbed the phone and dialled the number for her contact, quickly stirring their dinner while making sure that she was in sight of the stairs.  She’d see his shadow approach in time to put the phone back so that he was none the wiser.

It seemed to ring forever, and Suzanne bit her lip in trepidation.  Was she too late?  A strange mixture of emotion washed over her at that thought.  Something else not to think about.  The call connected just in time to spare her having to identify her emotions.

Silence.  She spoke quietly, identifying herself with her call sign and password only.  The person on the other end of the line was satisfied, and confirmed their identity to her.  “Report?” Suzanne asked softly.

“Intelligence confirms they are acting on your information and moving into position,” the voice replied.  “We will be ready to meet them.  Everything is going as planned.”

“When?”

“Approximately seven hours.  A team will be ready for extraction.  Location?”

“Can you trace the position of this call?”

“Of course.”

“Then it will be from here.”

“Agreed.  We will extract you as soon as the operation begins.”

Suzanne’s breath caught in her throat and she didn’t respond for a moment.  She had no idea that things were going to happen so soon.

“Ma’am?”  the voice on the other end of the line enquired.

“Yes,” she replied, trying to mentally shake herself.  “I’ll be ready.”

“I’m glad to hear your voice again, ma’am.  See you back at Operations.”

“Thank you,” Suzanne replied, and ended the call.  A moment later, the shower turned off.  She searched through the unfamiliar language of the menus of the phone, trying to find the call logs.  She found the entry for the call that she had just made and deleted that single entry, thankful that the mobile phone was a Nokia and she was familiar enough with it to do this even if she wasn’t sure of all of the language.  She placed the phone back on the table exactly as if it hadn’t been disturbed, and returned to stirring their dinner.

Sasha returned to the kitchen feeling slightly uneasy but not sure why.  He spotted the phone on the table and instantly recognised his potentially massive mistake.  It didn’t look as if it had been moved, but he couldn’t be sure.  “Dinner’s ready,” Suzanne said over her shoulder absently.  When he didn’t reply, she turned to look at him, a puzzled look on her face.

He still didn’t say anything.  Suzanne followed his gaze to rest on the mobile, then looked back up at him, a look of slight disappointment and embarrassment on her face.  She looked away again, then turned back to the cooker and busied herself with stirring.  The intention was to make him realise that she hadn’t touched the phone.  Of course she hadn’t, and how could he think such a thing of her?  He still wasn’t moving, so she sniffed a couple of times softly, willing tears to come to her eyes.

Sasha trusted Suzanne not to try to hurt him, and she hadn’t tried to leave when he’d left her in the house on her own.  But to leave his phone where she could get to it?  He wasn’t so sure that she wouldn’t have tried to contact someone.  Not until he heard her sniffling, at least.  He swore under his breath softly, walked up towards her and slipped his phone into his pocket on the way.  He slid his arms around her from behind and slid his mouth to her neck, nuzzled gently.

Suzanne wiped the tears from her face angrily and redoubled her efforts in stirring, attempting to ignore Sasha in his quest for the extra sensitive area below her ear.  “Come here,” he whispered, turning her around in his arms.

“No,” she replied sulkily, trying to stop him from turning her to face him, but she wasn’t trying too hard.  He pulled her away from the cooker and leaned her against the table.  “Dinner’s going to burn,” she warned, and he shrugged, sliding his hand along the back of her thigh and up to her arse, sliding the (rather large) shirt she was wearing out of the way as he went.  He slid his other hand to her cheek and pulled her towards him, kissing gently.  She pulled away from him, still putting up a façade of protest in order to save face.  He pulled her back and kissed harder.

Suzanne didn’t protest any further as Sasha lifted her onto the table and laid her back, then unbuttoned her shirt and pushed it out of the way.  He slid his palms from the bottom of her breast down to her hips, laid a gentle kiss just above her pubic hair.  She gasped as her body jerked sharply.  She was burning immediately, her legs parting automatically and without her consent.  He slid her towards the edge of the table, leaned over her to look directly in her eyes and slid one finger into her mouth.  She licked for a moment, then sucked gently until he withdrew it again.  He slid the wet finger over one of her nipples gently and she moaned in frustration.

Sasha repeated his actions, sliding his wet finger over Suzanne’s other breast gently.  She arched against him, murmured softly in Bosnian the equivalent of “Oh please just fuck me Sasha!”  He slid his finger to her mouth and shushed her, slid his mouth against her ear again.

“Don’t talk,” he whispered softly.  “Just relax.”  He slid his finger into her mouth again, then slid the torturing wet digit down into her pubic hair and onto her clitoris.  He stroked gently, leaned over and slid a nipple into his mouth and sucked for a moment.  Suzanne writhed, and then Sasha bit into her nipple slowly.  A low moan escaped her and she shuddered as her body surged into orgasm.  Sasha smiled, slid back up to kiss her as her body relaxed again. 

“I have to go out tomorrow,” Sasha whispered.  “Early.  I should be back by midday.”  He was already sliding back down, parting her legs again and she felt his breath on her thighs.  Oh god.  Thinking was becoming difficult…

If he was going out in the morning, it meant that he was going to do a job.  And the only job it could possibly be was the one she had given them information on.  If he went there, he would die.  And she couldn’t warn him without telling him why.  Oh god.

She’d have to stop him.  She was glad she had one more trick up her sleeve that would allow her to do that.  He was by no means a good or decent man, but she wasn’t going to kill him.  And she wasn’t going to ask herself why, either.

Sasha slid one finger inside her and his tongue onto her clitoris and Suzanne lost her train of thought completely.  She slid her hands into his hair and scratched his scalp gently, pulling him closer.  He groaned in contentment and the vibrations from his voice caused Suzanne to come again.

“Please Sasha,” she whispered softly, and he stood up slowly.  He unbuttoned his pants and leaned over her, and Suzanne raised her legs and locked them around his back.  He braced his forearms on the table on either side of Suzanne’s head, and slid against her gently.  Suzanne slid her arms along Sasha’s sides until she reached his arse, and pulled a little.  He bumped against her, stretched her opening slightly until she moaned in anticipation, then pulled back out to rest against her.  She looked up at him, saw the look in his eyes and knew exactly what he wanted.

“Sasha…” she whispered softly, sliding her hand back across his hips and brushing her fingers across the length of his penis and down to her clitoris.  She stroked for a moment, let her head fall backwards for a moment as she moaned in pleasure and he groaned in response.  She looked back into his eyes as she whispered “I’m hot and I’m wet.”  She slid a finger inside herself and then pulled it back out to stroke along his penis again.  “See?  Don’t you want to feel that?”

His mock resistance never did last long.  Sasha cured the ache inside Suzanne with one forceful thrust which caused her to whine in pain-laced pleasure as he settled inside her.  She slid her hands back to his arse and pulled hard, wanting him to move even harder.  Every thrust was causing her to cry out in pain as he bumped her cervix, and she scratched her nails along his back until he had to hold her arms down.  She came again, and her lust for pain lessened as her body calmed down again.  Sasha slowed his movement inside her and she moaned in appreciation.  He let her arms go and she slid them around him, one sliding into his hair and stroking gently.

“Aleksandar,” she whispered, using his full Christian name for the first time since she’d found out that Sasha was a pet name.  “I…”  She stopped herself from saying something very stupid.  “You’re so beautiful.”

He looked at her for a moment, wondered what she had meant to say, but she wouldn’t look at him and so he couldn’t tell.  She slid her hand between his legs and squeezed his balls gently and he forgot all about what she had been going to say.

The dinner was burned, but they ate it anyway.  Suzanne was quiet during the meal, worrying about the night ahead.  Sasha didn’t notice; he was relaxed and he had a full belly and he was never much of a talker, anyway.  Suzanne sneaked to the bathroom while they were cleaning the dishes, a sharp knife concealed in her shirt sleeve.  She sat on the toilet with her left foot dangling over the bath, and felt along the arch of her foot for two small bumps.  Grimacing, she slid the knife into the skin to the side of the left bump, and a small capsule plopped out of the wound, along with a ridiculous amount of blood.  She ran her foot under the cold water and pressed tissue paper to the cut until the bleeding stopped, washing the capsule in the water as well.  She hid the knife in the cistern of the toilet before padding down the stairs again.

Suzanne busied herself preparing a hot drink for both of them, breaking open the capsule and dumping the contents into Sasha’s cup while his back was turned.  They drank their tea and then plodded upstairs to bed, Suzanne’s stomach in knots at the thought of what was about to happen.  Sasha sank onto the bed, the sedative already taking its toll on him.  He frowned; he knew that something was wrong but he didn’t have the energy to do anything about it.  Suzanne lifted his face towards her and stroked his cheek gently.

“I’m sorry Sasha,” she whispered softly.  “Please believe that I’m doing this to try to help you.  I can’t let them kill you.”  She wasn’t sure if he could hear her, but she had to say something.  She knew that he would be mad as hell when he woke up in the morning.

Suzanne didn’t sleep.  She sat up and watched Sasha sleep as she waited for her extraction team to arrive.  The sound of an approaching engine signalled that she had to leave.  She had slid on a pair of his pants as well as the shirt, but his boots were ridiculously large and so she had to go barefoot.  She checked that Sasha was still sleeping soundly, then kissed him gently before creeping downstairs.  She had to wipe tears from her eyes before she opened the door and met the familiar face of her handler waiting to meet her.

 

Sasha knew that something was wrong as soon as he woke up.  His body was heavy and his head was groggy.  He usually woke up instantly; a necessity in his line of work.  And the other side of the bed was empty.  And cold.  And it was light.  Shit!  He laid back in the bed, trying to clear the fog in his head.  She’s gone.

What could have gone wrong?  He never overslept, and he never woke up feeling like this.  The dinner had been burned, yes, but it wasn’t poisonous.  She’s gone.

He leaned his head over the edge of the bed and threw up, his body expelling the majority of last night’s meal, and whatever was causing him to feel like this. She’s gone.

Sasha grabbed his rifle and his handgun and ran downstairs, checking to make sure that yes, she really was gone.  Shit, shit, shit.  He tried to calm himself so that he could think.  His first priority was to get to his earlier destination, and find out what had happened.  Then he could worry about finding the girl.  He jumped into his truck and sped off, anger burning through the throbbing in his head.  He almost couldn’t believe what he found.

Bodies.  He’d expected bodies, but not the ones that lay on the ground in front of him.  Someone had ambushed the Serb soldiers, and they lay dead in the mud, weapons strewn where they had dropped them.  He spotted Boskovic and his commanding officer, and several others whose names eluded him, but they had all been stationed at the base from where he removed Suzanne.  He left, not wanting to be a target for any snipers that might have been left behind, just in case.

The anger overtook his calm now as a hundred thoughts ran through Sasha’s head at once.  She’d lied to him.  She’d told them what they wanted to hear and they had believed her, biding her time until she could escape.  She’d kept him happy with sex and lured the soldiers into a trap that was meant for him, as well.  A wave of emotion washed over him that felt dangerously close to pain and he viciously kicked the side of the truck in frustration.  He was meant to be dead here, too!

But she’d drugged him.  Stopped him from leaving the house on time.  Why?  What could she have possibly gained by him not turning up to do his job as he’d been ordered?  He growled furiously as he realised that this now looked as if he’d been the one who’d set them up.  The chances of him getting out of this alive were slim indeed.

It was past midday.  If she’d left after he’d fallen asleep, she would have had hours to get away now.  He’d never find her today.  Deciding that his best chance for survival was to get away from the scene as quickly as possible, he got back into the truck and headed east as fast as the shitheap could manage.  He ground his teeth in frustration as he tried to work out a plan of action.  He wasn’t going to stop until he found her, and he didn’t care where he had to go to do it.  And when he did, she was going to regret it.