Chloe joined him at the laptop five minutes later. She was wearing a very short white satin robe. She’d left it open and a band of exposed flesh ran from her throat to her groin. She looked so goddamn sexy that Dan wanted to bend her over and fuck her there and then but for once he was able to control his urges; Chloe needed to see for herself exactly what he had uncovered.
‘Look here,’ Dan said pointing at the laptop’s screen. ‘They are on every continent, even Australia. They hunt in fuck knows how many different countries.’ Dan brought up another web page; this one showed a map of the world; dozens of red dots could be seen scattered across the globe.
‘Another link shows every successful hunt.’ Dan brought this screen up and the globe was now covered in a myriad of tiny green dots.
Chloe’s hand went to her mouth in shock. ‘There must be hundreds,’ Chloe said, she couldn’t believe the magnitude of what she was seeing.
‘Nine hundred and fifty six to be exact, there’s a tally-sheet on another page. It’s been going on for years and nobody knows.’
‘Or if they do their silence has been bought.’
‘Uh-huh.’
‘Jesus, what have we got ourselves mixed up in. What sort of men are we up against Dan?’
Dan raised a hand, ‘No problem, they’re all here, every member of a so called brotherhood.’ Dan clicked on another link and a series of photos came in to view. They were all the same size bar one; in the middle of the screen was a picture of an older gentleman; refined looking, an air of born-into-wealth about him.
‘There’s Rufus,’ Dan said tapping the screen.
‘Who’s the old guy?’ Chloe asked tapping the screen indicating a larger picture with her index finger. She pulled her gown closed; a chill had worked its way in to her.
‘I’m assuming he’s the top guy; don’t you recognise him?’
Chloe looked closer at the picture and shook her head, ‘No, should I?’
‘He’s the head of Cal-Technologies, the world’s largest software producer, his technologies and inventions are powering this laptop; I forget his name.’
‘Jesus!’ Chloe exclaimed.
‘Exactly, he’s worth billions; he’s a very, very powerful man.’
‘We’ve no chance against him.’
‘We may not have to; if we can take Rufus down and take this thing public, cause enough damage, who knows how far the ripples will reach.’
‘Do you have a plan?’ Chloe asked.
‘No, not yet, but I’m working on it,’ Dan said. ‘Firstly we need to find Rufus; unfortunately there are no names, addresses or numbers listed on this website.’
Chloe massaged his shoulders, ‘Did you expect them to advertise themselves?’
Dan laughed, ‘Actually I kind of thought there might be. Everything is here if you read between the lines, a part of me expected them to list their details, almost as if to say “come and have a go if you think you’re hard enough”, that sort of thing. They all sound so confident and arrogant that it could be our way of getting at them.’
Chloe wondered what he meant by that last part but she let it go for now, it could wait for another day.
She sighed, ‘Dan I can’t believe there are people like this out there. We’re in up to our necks aren’t we?’
Dan nodded, he closed the laptop down and stood up and stretched. He started to strip out of his clothes.
‘I’m going to take a shower; clear my head.’
‘And then what?’ Chloe asked.
Dan faced her as he pulled his jeans off, he smiled. ‘Then, you and I are going to try and forget about everything beyond these four walls.’
Chloe let the gown fall open revealing her breasts. She smiled at him, ‘And how do you propose we do that?’
Dan pulled off his boxers. ‘We’re going to fuck, for as long as we can because from tomorrow things are going to get decidedly hairy.’
Chloe laughed, ‘One last night of passion?’
‘Something like that, and tonight anything goes.’
Chloe cupped her breasts and ran her thumbs over her hardening nipples, ‘Ooh, I like the sound of that.’
‘Good,’ Dan said and walked in to the bathroom leaving Chloe to her own devices.
Krieger dozed fitfully, bad dreams kept waking him; memories of his youth back in the eastern bloc. He would check the time and see that only ten minutes had passed since he last looked at the clock. It was going to be a long uneventful night. The moon broke free of the clouds high over head and he drifted off staring up at its radiance.
Grace felt consciousness seeping back in to her body. She felt groggy, a little like when she smoked weed. Is that what had happened? Her mind flashed on the image of Mike and she wondered if she had gone back to Mike’s and had some bad weed. Was this the effects of a bad come down?
Grace opened her eyes; her vision was blurry and she had to blink several times; it was very bright in this room. Her eyes settled on the bare strip light high overhead. Grace tried to swallow but her mouth was dry and her tongue felt swollen and stuck to the roof of her mouth. She moaned and tried to speak but no words would come.
A voice startled her and she jumped. ‘It’s the effect of the drug, drink this; it’ll help.’
Grace recognised the voice from somewhere but her mind was so cloudy that she was having trouble assimilating any coherent thoughts. She felt a straw being pushed against her lips and she sucked on it. Ice cold coke filled her mouth and she gratefully swallowed the fizzy soda. The sugar rush kicked in immediately and she could feel her senses begin to sharpen.
It felt wonderful as the drink soothed her parched throat and her tongue no longer felt huge and bloated. Grace licked her lips with the simple pleasure of it.
As the coke refreshed her, her memory began to come back to her. She had been with Mike but then her uncle had turned up; but why was she feeling like this?
There was also a chill in the air, why was she so cold? Grace moved her arms to hug herself, to pull her shirt close against her, to warm her but her hands found only naked flesh. Still blinking at the light Grace ran her hands over her naked breasts and down her bare stomach and lower to her pubic area; she was totally naked, what the hell was going on?
Suddenly everything came crashing back in to her like a huge tidal wave; Rufus, the syringe, the pain of the needle piercing her thigh.
‘Uncle Rufus; is that you?’ Grace asked.
‘Yes. Now, drink; you need to wake up, the sugar will help; you’re dehydrated. Come on; drink.’
She found the straw and drank the can empty. Grace belched and apologised.
‘That’s okay Grace, give it a couple of minutes and you’ll be fine.’
‘What happened?’ Grace asked. ‘Where am I?’
‘You’ll soon find out.’
Dan relished the sensations of the jets of hot water hitting his body; the lances of heat revitalising his tired and tensed muscles. He soaped his body and then let the shower rinse the suds away. He switched the shower off and stepped out of the stall, he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist and walked in to the bedroom.
‘Holy fuck!’ Dan exclaimed as he saw Chloe; she was naked, lying flat on her back on the bed. Her legs were spread wide and in her right hand was an unpeeled banana.
‘Have you ever seen this done before?’ Chloe asked with a large smile on her face.
‘Seen what done?’ Dan asked he crossed to the bed. He stood at the foot of the bed; the towel protruded out in to a point where his hard cock pushed forward. The sight Of Chloe never failed to arouse him.
‘This.’ Chloe said as she moved the banana between her legs. She used her left hand to part her swollen lips and pushed the banana deep inside her glistening cunt.
‘Jesus!’ Dan said as she began to fuck herself with the banana, she was pushing it in deep and was furiously working it in and out of her sex. She opened her eyes and grinned.
‘Don’t just stand there; I have go
t two holes you know.’
Realisation hit Grace like a speeding car hitting a brick wall and her insides shrivelled as a fear unlike anything she had ever experienced took hold. She was in trouble; serious trouble and she had no idea how or why it had happened. Grace could only imagine why she was naked in a room with her uncle and she felt herself begin to fall apart.
The sugar had now fully hit her system and the drug’s effects were fading. She wanted to open her eyes to see exactly what she had gotten herself in to but she kept them tightly closed; as long as she couldn’t see anything then none of this was real.
Rufus made it all real when he said, ‘Grace, I know you’re okay now, I know you’re awake so open your eyes and look at me; you need to concentrate on the here and now.’
Grace squeezed her eyes firmly shut and she tried to cover her naked body as best she could with her hands but she knew that Rufus had already seen everything; she figured he had stripped her naked so her modesty was pointless really but she tried to cover herself regardless.
A terrifying thought came to her; what else had he done while she had been zonked out? Her body broke out in gooseflesh and she shuddered.
‘Open your eyes Grace or I’ll hurt you; it’s as simple as that.’
Grace opened her eyes; the light burned down on her and she raised a hand to instinctively shield her eyes. The action made her breasts become exposed and she felt more than physically exposed; she felt emotionally open to her uncle’s gaze.
She blinked as she saw her uncle stood at the foot of the bed; Grace took in his naked appearance, his strong arms and his huge erection and it told her everything she needed to know; her uncle was going to rape her.
Grace screamed for help as loud as she could. Rufus moved quickly and slapped her hard across the face. Stunned she stared at him in shocked silence. He was leaning over her now, his hands either side of her face, Grace could feel the end of his huge erection rubbing against her ribs. Grace felt powerless and terrified.
‘You can scream Grace as loud as you want but we’re in my cellar; it’s soundproof. You know my nearest neighbours are miles away. No one and I mean no one is going to hear you or come to your rescue.’
‘Why are you doing this?’ Grace asked. ‘You’re my uncle; you’re supposed to love me.’ Her voice was pleading; she didn’t know what else to say.
Rufus grinned and his face sent fresh waves of terror through her. Rufus laughed. ‘Your uncle? Who cares, you obviously don’t; I’ve seen the way you flirt with me, a teasing tantalising glimpse of flesh here, a pout there; you’re a prick-tease Grace just like your mother before she married that prick.’
‘I...’
Rufus shook his head; the movement caused his slick cock to slide up against the underside of her left breast. ‘Shut up you little whore. I heard you today telling your stupid boyfriend that you’d get some money out of me, and that little exhibition you put on in the car, what do you think I am; stupid?’ Rufus stood up straight and circled the bed. Grace couldn’t take her eyes off his cock.
‘Acting innocent as you blew down your blouse; well we both know what you were doing.’
Grace closed her eyes. He was right, she had done it on purpose, and she always had. Something about her uncle had always intrigued her but she had never suspected that something like this would happen. Grace opened her eyes and looked at the formidable steel door, she needed to get out of here but she knew she stood no chance.
Grace looked at Rufus and nodded. ‘You’re right uncle Rufus, I was a bitch, it was the wrong thing to do but this isn’t right; why are you doing this?’
‘Why; that’s a good question. Blame Chloe, blame your mother, curse the gods; how the fuck should I know, all I know is that it is happening, it’s gone too far and there’s no turning back; not now.’
Grace wondered who Chloe was, she had never heard any of her family mention someone called Chloe but she didn’t dwell on it. She felt a glimmer of hope like the last rays of sunshine at sunset. Grace shook her head, ‘No uncle Rufus, you could let me, I wouldn’t say anything, its not too late, just let me go.’
Rufus laughed; its sound filled the cellar and Grace knew then that there would be no last minute change of heart from her uncle
‘Grace honey; we’re here, I’m hard, you’re naked; trust me there’s no going back.’
Grace went to scream but Rufus raised his right hand ready to slap her and he said, ‘You can scream if you want. You can fight and struggle and scream as much as you like; in fact I’d enjoy it more if you did but it would be better for you not to; trust me on that. So you decide which it’ll be because I’m going to have my fun one way or the other; it’s up to you.’
Grace wanted to scream, to kick and scratch, to fight him every inch of the way but would that do her any good? If she acted submissive there was always the chance that given enough time someone would come looking for her. It had to be late, surely her parents or Mike were getting concerned, if she could survive long enough she would stand a chance of surviving this, didn’t she? There was always hope and she clung to it. Grace looked at her uncle, his eyes betrayed him as the demon he really was and Grace feared that hope might not be enough but she would do her damndest to survive this.
‘What’ll it be you little whore?’ Rufus asked softly.
Grace felt repulsion and tension tearing her apart but she couldn’t afford to allow it to show on her face. She hid her true feelings and opened her arms wide, Grace spread her legs so that her body resembled a four pointed star; she exposed herself to him and even managed a small crooked smile despite the fear within her.
Rufus grinned as he climbed on to the bed near her spread legs. He shook his head. ‘Grace, honey, trust me its not going to be that easy.’
Grace licked her lower lip, ‘I’ll do whatever you say uncle Rufus; whatever you say.’
‘Oh of that I have no doubt,’ he replied.
Grace felt his hands on the back of her thighs and her whole body went rigid, she didn’t mean to tense up but his touch sickened her. Rufus either didn’t notice or just didn’t care. He pushed her legs further apart, stretching her, making Grace wince with pain.
She felt the wetness of his cock slide across the dryness between her legs and then he thrust hard in to her; he thrust hard and deep and Grace let forth a loud piercing scream of sheer agony; pain shot through like none she had ever experienced.
‘Scream all you like bitch; this is just the beginning.’
Grace cried out as he fucked her; raping her. She tried to block what he was doing to her from her mind but with each thrust of his cock she was brought back in to the real world. Her hands gripped the sheets as his powerful thrusts grew stronger and stronger building to such intensity that she feared he would tear her insides apart.
When he came she felt his poisoned seed spurt deep inside her and the tears came then and she sobbed as he continued to force his cock deep inside her.
On his knees, between Chloe’s spread legs Dan slipped his hands beneath her ass and lifted her slightly off the sheets. His eyes were transfixed by the sight of Chloe pleasuring herself with the banana. Her large firm breasts swayed with the motion of her fucking herself and Dan licked his lips with anticipation. ‘Are you sure about this Chloe?’ Dan asked as he positioned his cock beneath the banana.
‘A-absolutely,’ Chloe replied, stammering with pleasure and anticipation.
Dan rubbed the end of his cock against the wetness trickling down from her cunt and he nudged the tip of his erection against her puckered ass-hole.
‘Ready?’
Chloe nodded. She waited to feel his cock pushing in to her ass and she pushed the banana gently inside her. The sensations of both holes being filled were amazing. ‘Oh god yes,’ Chloe breathed.
Dan pushed his cock further up her ass until he was in her as far as was possible. Chloe slid the banana in as far as she dared and relished the feelings shooting through her.
He sli
d his hands down the backs of her legs and grabbed her under her knees and slowly began to fuck her.
Chloe matched his thrusts with the banana, she felt like a dirty little slut but it was amazing and she felt no shame; and why should she, they were consenting adults pushing boundaries.
‘Harder Dan, I want it harder!’
Dan obliged; he could feel the banana through the thin membrane wall that separated cunt from ass and his body was afire with the dirtiness of the whole act.
He watched Chloe’s hand match his thrusts and her breathing grew heavy until she was panting. Chloe arched her back and shouted, ‘Fuck I’m gonna come, I’m going to come!’
‘Me too, god, you’re beautiful,’ Dan laughed.
Dan felt his orgasm build as he slammed his cock up inside her one final time; he exploded deep inside her ass; his come filling her.
Chloe cried out as she felt him spurt inside her and then her own orgasm was upon her.
‘Fuck that feels so good,’ Chloe cried as Dan continued to empty himself inside her.
Slowly he stopped thrusting and his cock slid free of her ass. Chloe pulled out the banana and tossed it across the room where it landed next to the bin.
‘So close,’ she laughed. Chloe closed her eyes, loving the sensation of his come running out of her ass. She felt dirty and used and she loved it. As games went it was fantastic; she felt liberated, two consenting adults indulging in their fantasies.
Chloe opened her eyes to see Dan leaning over her; he was smiling down at her.
‘What now?’ Chloe asked playfully; she wanted more.
‘I’m going to clean up.’
‘Good idea.’
‘I want you to put on that black lingerie you bought yesterday; the set with the suspenders.’
Chloe nodded, ‘I know I bought it; remember?’
‘Yes,’ Dan replied. ‘Put on your black dress; the low-cut one, some black high heels and then...’ Dan let the sentence hang unfinished in the air.
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