by W. L. Dowd
“WOW, that’s impressive! I wasn’t expecting that Davey. Katie, you married a porn star,” said Heather with an evil laugh. Wrapping her soft hand around his enormous vein rich cock, she slowly and gently slid her soft hand up and down the pulsating rod. Her hand was barely able to surround the beast as she slid and twisted her way up and down the sensitive shaft.
The sensation was so intense that his knees began to quiver, causing the collar to pull even harder at his neck while keeping him upright.
“Ashley honey, are you seeing this? Too bad you no longer get to have any cocks. I’m thinking I’ll have to ride this beast before I’m done with this guy. And I bet there will be plenty for you to clean up after this monster releases its load inside me!”
Looking back to Katie, “You won’t mind if I fuck the shit out of your husband will you? Judging by the size of these balls, I bet he leaves one hell of a load behind too! I don’t know about you honey, but I’m thinking he likes seeing you like that Katie. I mean look at this thing, he sure is excited about something.”
Releasing her stroking grip on his swollen shaft, Heather stepped back to Ashley who was still standing patiently nearby, before she spoke again.
“We’ll be leaving you two to your thoughts for now. You both have a lot to think about. I’ll be back either later today or in the morning. And when I return you two will get to experience some of our equipment and feel the sting of my bull whip. I’m an expert in the art of the whip and I will get the information I seek from one of you. That should give you something to think about as you stand there and gaze upon each other’s vulnerable bodies. And Katie, I suspect those extraordinary nipples of yours will be my best friends, if you get what I mean.”
Taking Ashley by the leash, Heather started for the door. Hearing Ashley’s bells in the distance, Katie couldn’t help but stare down at her own hard and extended nipples and wonder if she too would soon be sporting a set of cruel rings in her super sensitive nipples.
Chapter 4 – Adventure in the Great Smokie Mountains
Slaver Team 1 was rapidly closing in on the Palan resistance hideout. Flying in on two attack style helicopters, the team landed in a clearing about 3 miles from the target house, so as not to alert the targets to their approach.
After establishing a secure perimeter around their choppers, the remainder of the team took a few minutes to inspect and survey their new weapons. They could tell by the long riffle barrels that new dart guns would prove to be very accurate. Opening a container of empty practice darts, the designated sharpshooters took careful aim at some paper targets set up in the distance, and took a few practice shots. To their amazement, every dart hit dead-on at 100 yards, just as the General said they would.
“Wow, these are some amazing guns Colonel. We’ll have no trouble making the shots with these. The targets won’t have a chance against these babies.”
“That’s the plan Sergeant. The Talistaun have supplied us with some amazingly advanced technology. They make our missions easy, and they expect results accordingly.”
“I’m really looking forward to this mission Colonel. These targets are going to be a real pleasure to acquire. Any thought on how we’ll get them back to the choppers, and then to the preparation facility?”
“Oh Ya! But you’ll have to wait and see on that. After all, aren’t my unpredictable antics half the fun on these special missions?”
Laughing out loud, the Sargent replied, “Yes they are Colonel, yes they are!”
“Gentleman, it’s time to move out. We’ll go silent from here. We need to avoid any locals who may warn the targets of our approach. If we do come across any folks we believe could jeopardize the mission, they will be eliminated. Any questions men?”
With no questions, the Colonel gave the order, “Move out!”
Leaving two men behind to guard the choppers, the remaining well camouflaged men gathered their weapons, adjusted their packs, and entered the tree line heading east.
Like the expert professionals they were, they moved quickly and silently through the thick mountain terrain. They avoided all roads, sticking to the natural cover of the forest. Taking only short breaks to verify their location and hydrate, they were within a half mile of the hideout in less than 2 hours.
Carefully and slowly moving forward to the designated coordinates, the team soon spotted at house in a small clearing. With the target house verified, the team re-grouped on the east flank. Pulling his team in close, the Colonel gave his final set of instructions to his men.
“Primary snipers, set-up at 75 yards off the four sides of the house, cover all potential exits. Secondary, set-up at 100 yards out and staggered behind primaries to cover any missed targets or possible tunnel exits. You’re each responsible to cover anyone fleeing your designated side of the dwelling. Remember, we have three primary targets and one secondary. If there’s any question, take them down and we’ll sort it out afterward. When the action starts, you may fire at will.”
Handing one of the men two grenades, the Colonel said, “Go 300 yards to the north and set-off these grenades. If they’re in there, the explosions should startle them into fleeing the house for the expansive cover of the forest. Good hunting men!”
Quietly spreading out to their designated zones, they hunkered down in the surrounding brush and prepared for action. With his binoculars pressed firmly to his eyes, the Colonel was surveying the stone and brick house while he patiently waited for the grenades to trigger the action.
‘KABOOM…………….. KABOOM’, suddenly rang out to the north and echoed through the mountains. Within 20 seconds, his plan worked to perfection. Suddenly there were several doors and windows flying open as the folks inside began to flee the house for the safety of the thick woods.
Almost immediately, the Colonel heard the snipers taking their shots. Their special guns weren’t loud but they were very distinctive. From all sides of the house, the unique sound of the popping guns filled the air as the tiny darts whistled to their targets.
Within seconds, the Colonel spotted who he believed to be Sara running for a vehicle out front. At almost the exact instant he saw the woman bolting for the SUV, the sniper he was positioned next to fired off a shot. Through his binoculars the Colonel saw Sara react to the dart as it hit her in the back.
Surprised by the sting as the dart injected its toxin, she only made it another several feet before the toxin began taking effect. He could see her legs getting heavy and her arms falling to her sides uncontrollably. She quickly went from a run, to a walk, to a stumble, to falling to the ground and landing on her back, all in a matter of seconds.
It took only a couple of minutes for the grounds to be littered with 10 to 12 people. Stunned and breathing wildly, they were scattered about on the ground and unable to move a muscle. With most everyone dressed in fatigues and hats, it was almost impossible to identify the targets on the run, so everyone who came bolting out was darted.
With no more action from the house, the Colonel soon ordered two men to go inside and clear the dwelling before they checked their bounty. He wasn’t taking any chances with anyone who may have stayed behind, preparing to take a few shots at them as they approached.
It wasn’t long before the men came out and yelled, “CLEAR!”
Leaving the safety of their hiding places in the brush, the team moved forward to inspect their victims.
The Colonel headed straight to the target he believed to be Sara. Squatting down, he removed the hat that partially covered her face and was delighted to see that it was indeed their primary target, Sara.
Staring up at him, Sara’s frantic eyes were darting back and forth in confusion and terror. She was desperately trying to figure out what had just happened to her, and why she couldn’t move or scream.
“Sara Palan, the leader of the resistance against the Talistaun,” said the Colonel. “It’s good to finally meet you. Let me introduce myself. I’m Colonel Jones, the leader of Slaver Team 1. I work for the
Talistaun, and I’ve been directed to bring you in for some questioning.”
Kneeling down next to Sara, the Colonel took a moment to reposition her limp body. Placing her arms next to her sides and uncrossing her legs from her sudden twist and fall to the ground, he was making sure she fully understand the powerful effects of the Talistaun’s drug.
“I’m sure you’re wondering what’s happened to you? Well, you’ve been darted with a paralytic neurotoxin. It’s an ingenious Talistaun invention that completely paralyzes your body without knocking you out. And as you’ve realized, your eyes are still functional and you’ve not lost any sensation to touch what so ever.”
Reaching down, he began stroking her cheek with his fingers. “See, you can feel this just fine. The affects of the toxin will last 4 hours, which is plenty of time for us to get you and the others to the Talistaun preparation facility.”
Soon, a couple of the other men were carrying limp bodies over to the Colonel’s location.
“Sir, I have Brianna here,” shouted out one of the men.
“Good, place her here next to Sara.”
Once she was positioned next to Sara on the ground, the Colonel tilted their heads toward each other so they could clearly see one another. The Colonel knew the power of raw terror and he planned to use it accordingly.
Almost immediately, their frantic eyes locked together in a terrified stare as they desperately wanted to scream and kick, but they couldn’t.
“Colonel, shall I bring Maria over there as well?” soon came echoing from across the yard.
“Yes, bring her here,” yelled out the Colonel. “We’ll gather all the folks on the Talistaun’s invite list over here.”
Placing Maria next the others, the Colonel was visibly surprised by her appearance. They’d been warned she would look young, but he was still astounded. Needing to confirm her identity for himself, he rolled her onto her left side and pulled her shirt down over her right shoulder to look for the tattoo. Sure enough, he spotted the red rose and words of freedom circling it.
Shrugging his shoulders and raising his left eyebrow, he continued on. “Well, good work men, we have our primary targets. As usual, our intelligence network was all over this hideout……. Is Tommy here, did we get him too?”
Glancing about the grounds, he didn’t see anyone responding affirmatively. Watching his men as they milled about, they were shrugging their shoulders and shaking their heads, as they surveyed the remaining victims.
Positioning himself behind Brianna, ensuring that Sara could see him over the top of her daughter-in-law’s immobile body, he said, “Oh well, we didn’t really expect to get him too. But it would have been a nice bonus.”
“Colonel, what shall we do with the remaining resistance fighters?”
“Just leave them. They don’t pose a threat. They’ll regain their bodies in 4 hours or so.”
“But Colonel… What about the ants and other carnivorous insects that infest this mountainous region?”
“Not our concern soldier. If they survive the next 4 hours they can return to their precision resistance, if it still exists. If they don’t make it, we won’t have to worry about them in the future. You might call them casualties of war……Now fetch me three 4” diameter, 10’ long poles or small trees. We need to get these ladies ready for transport.”
Motioning to the waiting Sargent, the Colonel said, “Help me get their clothes off. If we have to carry these women out of here on our shoulders, we deserve to enjoy the view while we do it.”
Terrified and frantic, the women couldn’t do anything to stop the men. Their paralyzed bodies laid absolutely motionless on the grass, no matter how hard they tried to respond.
Starting with Sara, the Colonel and Sargent placed her on a large blanket that they laid out next to her. Sprawled out on the blanket, the Colonel quickly grabbed her ankle and lifted her boot to his thigh. Then pulling at the laces, he undid the knot and methodically began to unlace her boot.
There was something about the prevalent sensation of being touched while not being able to move that was totally unnerving. Feeling the Colonel unlacing her boot as if she were doing it herself, Sara was horrified at how helpless and vulnerable she and her comrades were.
With her laces pulled loose, the Colonel worked her boot from her foot, followed quickly by her sock, before he tossed them aside. “You won’t be needing those any longer. The only shoes you’ll be wearing, when you’re allowed to wear shoes, will be tight fitting 6 inch high heels.”
Holding her foot up high enough for Sara to watch, he ran his dancing fingertips across the bottom of her soft exposed foot, as he said, “I bet this feels good! I’m sure every muscle in your body is screaming to try and jerk your foot away from my fingertips.”
The sensation of his fingers dancing across the bottom of her sensitive foot was unbelievably intense. She desperately wanted to jerk her foot away from his grasp, but her body would not respond. Unable to twitch a single muscle, her insides were twisting in reaction to his ticklish touch.
Holding her foot a few inches higher, he couldn’t resist just a little more teasing. “Just think of the possibilities from here!”
After finally sparing Sara from his ticklish touch, he lowering her foot and began to remove her other boot. With her boots off, the men wasted little time going after her clothes. With apparent skill and practice, they undid the buttons on her unassuming shirt and pants and forcibly removed her clothes. Her limp body didn’t make it easy, but it wasn’t long before Sara was left wearing only her bra and panties.
The cool mountain air now swept over her exposed body as she laid helpless on the blanket. Grabbing her shoulder, the Colonel rolled her over to one side and quickly released the clasp on her bra. Allowing her limp body to fall back onto the blanket, he hovered over her with a big grin on his face and said, “I hope you won’t miss these too much my dear.”
Grabbing her bra he pulled it down her body, slipping the straps down and off her arms. With her impressive mounds now released and jiggling about, he moved down to her waist and abruptly slid her panties down her paralyzed legs and off her ankles.
“Now that truly is a beautiful sight. You certainly do have a nice body for woman your age,” exclaimed the Colonel. “But I’m sure you’ve heard that a few times.”
The stark sensation of the cool outdoor air flowing over her paralyzed body was confusing and overwhelming. Even though Sara couldn’t move a finger or scream a sound, she could feel her nipples hardening to rock hard nubs.
“Oh my goodness, look at those nippers. I see your body can feel the cool mountain air just fine.”
Reaching down to Sara’s ankles, the Colonel callously spread her legs apart wide, allowing the fresh air to invade her most private regions.
“There, that should keep you occupied while we strip down your daughter-in-law.”
The unrelenting touch of the mountain’s fresh air across her recently shaved pussy was an unexpected and tormenting sensation, as she laid spread out on the blanket. She knew how vulnerable she was at that particular moment and immediately began to fear the worst. But fortunately for Sara, the men quickly moved on.
Sara couldn’t see much, but she could hear the men moving Brianna to a blanket of her own. And it wasn’t long before she heard Brianna’s boots hitting the ground with a thud as they were flung to the side. Sara knew firsthand what Brianna was currently feeling, especially if the Colonel was gently stroking the bottoms of her exposed soles. Then, with the same amazing efficiency they demonstrated just minutes earlier, they stripped her naked just like Sara.
“There we go,” said the Colonel. “Holy shit, would you look at that! And I thought Sara had an impressive set of knockers. Just look at those mountains, and the size of those pointed peaks sticking straight up. I can see the fresh mountain air feels good to her too!”
Still shaking his head in amazement, he stepped over to Maria. Looking down to see her wide gawking eyes frantically d
arting about in panic, he snickered, “Are you ready sweetie, you’re next.”
Like the two others before her, her panting body was placed on a blanket before she was also summarily relieved of her shoes and clothes. As if caught in a trance, the men still couldn’t get over her youthful appearance. Captivated by the vision of her delicate body as she was slowly stripped naked, the men were silent as they looked on. The tiny little thing was easier to manipulate and undress. Her smaller and lighter frame made for easy work.
When her bra was pulled from her tiny frame, it was a special treat to see her perky little tits standing straight up from her chest. And when her thong was peeled away from the folds of her crotch, they were truly astounded to see her nicely shaved pussy. They knew it was probably just another tactic to try and look young enough to escape the Slaver Teams that hunted down girls like her.
Now finished with stripping down their designated targets, the Colonel looked around and yelled out, “Where are my poles?”
Off in the distance he heard, “Coming Sir, I got em, I’m almost there.”
Emerging from the woods, two men were carrying the three poles in a bundle. Laying them on the ground near the naked captives, they tuned to the Colonel. “Will these do Sir?”
“Those will do fine. Let’s get these ladies ready for transport.”
Taking thick lengths of nylon rope from his pack, the Colonel skillfully tied their wrists together in front of them. Wrapping coil after coil around their wrists before looping the rope between their hands to cinch the coils tight, it was becoming rather clear what he was planning to do. Next, he tied their ankles together in the same way.
Stepping back to survey his work and then check the time on his wristwatch, the Colonel made a surprising but very welcoming announcement.
“Ok men, thanks to your fine work we have some time to spare. Who’s up for some fun with a couple of the other ladies lying about in the grass?”
They perked up immediately when they heard that. They were already thinking just that, but dared not suggest such a liberty on such an important mission.