Puppet

CHAPTER 17:


Luke quietly snuck back into his group’s hideout; silently closing the main door behind him. It was nearly pitch black, but luckily for Luke the moon was shining down through the glass roof. Luke made his way down the hall, heading for his bedroom chamber. He could hear some of his fellow groups still chattering away with one another in the main dining area. Sometimes Luke wondered if his immortal comrades were just as lazy as an average mortal. It seemed as if they never left this place.

As Luke continued down the hallway, he never once thought that he’d run into someone, but he did. Who he ran into, though, surprised him.

“Luke,” Chen gasped, feeling Luke’s muscles tense after the two had bumped sides, “I’m sorry, I didn’t see you.”

“Chen,” Luke spoke out with a disgruntled moan, “Where are you going?”

“Just,” Chen began to say, “Just out for some air, Luke. Sometimes it can be hell in there.” Luke had a strange feeling Chen wasn’t being truthful with him, but he decided to let it go, not caring about Chen’s strange needs.

“Yes,” Luke answered, ready to head to bed, “It can be.”

“What about you,” Chen then sneered, making Luke stop in his tracks, “Where were you at?” Luke stayed silent, not wishing to answer Chen’s question. “I know,” Chen then whispered, her voice, to Luke, seemed colder then usual, “You’ve been hiding out with that boy, haven’t you?” Luke still did not answer, so Chen went on, “Why? Why do you spend your time with him! He’s just a kid, besides the fact that he’s male…” Chen’s voice grew colder by the second, “I don’t understand. Even if he is your puppet, why would you go for someone like him when you could’ve had me? I’ve offered myself to you so many fucking times, Luke, and you still wouldn’t sleep with me! That boy barely knew you and you went ahead and fucked him without even questioning him first.” Chen wanted to spit all over Luke’s handsome face, “What the hell is wrong with you?” Chen stayed staring at Luke’s dark back. The only sound came from the buzzing of moths falling for the brightness of an electric bug zapper. Then, Chen’s body stiffened when Luke spoke.

“It’s Kiyoshi…” Chen blinked, wondering what Luke had meant by that.

“What,” Chen asked, very confused.

“His name,” Luke whispered coldly, “It’s not kid. His name is Kiyoshi…” With that said, Luke headed for his bedroom, “Goodnight…” Chen was left standing with her mouth wide open. She couldn’t believe that Luke had just done that while staying so calm. Chen made a few angering hisses; her lips quivered and she quenched her teeth hard together.
“Luke,” Chen thought to herself; turning the corner and heading out into the darkness of the night, “I despise you!”

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Chen flew off into the night, doing her best to not be seen by the mortals who drove, or walked by. The wind was gusty, as it has been for the past few weeks now. Chen had to keep tightly hold of her long black cape. It wanted to escape and fly freely with the wind.

“I hate this,” Chen hissed, “Stupid weather.” Chen leaped from building to building to reach her destination. She never once lost her footing, but she came close thanks to the hazardous wind.

After a good few miles of constant running, Chen soon came upon a very grim neighborhood. Barely any people were seen in this area. There were some few poor people (yes there are poor people even in the future) digging through newspapers to make beds, or were warming their hands with their breath. The wind was strong in this area, too. Chen landed safely in the neighborhood. Some of the mortals gave her glares, but they went back to their usual duties, as if they’ve seen her before. Chen sneered at the mortals before turning to walk through the small alley. She came up to a little house built with a black painted door. The door had inappropriate markings stained all over it, but so did half of the neighborhood. Setting her hand over the door’s handle, Chen welcomed herself in.

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The place was filled with smoke and a scent of mint. The smell seemed nice, but the place was filthy. Chen walked down the long hallway as if used to the scent of the house already. Screams of women echoed off the walls. The place was recognized to be a whore house and Chen was walking straight through it. Some rooms she passed, doors were wide open and Chen turned to see many different women, laying naked and awaiting their turns to get some sex all for the cause of big bucks. Chen moved through the house more swiftly, doing her best to ignore the screams. She only enjoyed hearing her own screaming voice when having sex, not others’ voices. Soon Chen made it to a large, steal door and she pushed it open, once again exiting into the fierce wind. With the door banging shut behind her, Chen swiftly ran around the corner of some stone walls, finally reaching another door; her destination. Looking to her right, then to her left, Chen opened the door and walked in.

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He was sitting on a chair while drinking some red wine when Chen entered his domain. His face was hidden by the bright lamp sitting beside him. Chen’s hood was already removed; thanks to the wind, which could still be heard bouncing off of the walls of the stone-walled room.

“Chen,” the hidden man spoke, setting his glass on the petite table beside him, “Beautiful Chen. It’s been about two days since I’ve heard of you.”

“I’m sorry,” Chen kneeled before the man, “It’s been difficult these past few days.” The man gave out an irritated groan, motioning for Chen to stand and come over to him.

“Chen, Chen, Chen” the man spoke displeasingly, setting Chen on his lap, “What am I to do with you? We made a promise, remember? I please you and you give me details on Luke. Please don’t disappoint me, Chen.” Chen gave out a moan as the man rubbed his hand up over her tight shirt; softly massaging her left breast with his large hand.

“I’m sorry,” Chen gasped, already feeling horny, “It’s just been very difficult…”

“No excuses Chen,” the man spoke calmly while removing Chen’s shirt, letting it drop to the floor. He moved to her short skirt with both hands and gently rubbed his hands down into the skirt, revealing Chen’s tight, soft bottom for a brief moment; repeating the action as Chen’s soft moans grew hotter. “Mm…” the man moved his hands towards Chen’s front, putting his hands down to touch her gentle spot, “No panties this time. You must be desperate.” The man swiftly gave Chen’s wet vagina hard pats, making Chen give off a quick gasp. “You shaved too.”

“All for you,” Chen whispered with a pant, giving a smile as the man’s hidden face finally came into view, “My darling Master Ra.”

Ra gave Chen a huge grin; his silvery long hair was wrapped in a pony, but it fell over his left shoulder.

“What’s the occasion, Chen? Making up for not being here every night like you’re supposed to?”

“No,” Chen heaved another sigh; already covered in sweat, “I just…wanted to be fully prepared for you.” Ra loved Chen’s lies, so to make her be truthful, he knew what to do. Slowly he removed the skirt from her body, letting it drop next to the shirt. Chen was left in just her black robe and long, pink shoes.

“I want you to tell me everything,” Ra whispered as he moved his finger in-between Chen’s wet lips below, “That I’ve missed these past few days.” Ra, then, swiftly moved his finger up into Chen; this causing her to gasp in pleasure.

“There, there’s not much to tell,” Chen spoke throughout gasps; Ra kept moving his finger in and out of Chen gently.

“Oh come now,” Ra spoke as he went to two fingers, “There’s got to be something interesting happening.” Chen’s breathing grew more heavily at the impact of two fingers pushing in and out of her. Ra grasped tightly to her right jiggling breast. Hers weren’t as booming as Ivalyn’s were, but they still had a good jiggle to them.

“Luke,” Chen gasped, her hands holding the edges of the comfortable chair Ra was sitting in, “Luke’s not been hanging out with the group lately. He’s been vanishing by day and not coming back until night time…”

“Hmm,” Ra’s smirk grew wider, “So where has he been going?” Chen hated that Ra could see the expressions on her face.

“I,” Chen heaved, “I don’t know…”

“Yes you do, Chen,” Ra moved to three fingers now; then using his other hand to playfully slap Chen’s jiggling breast, making a shot of more pleasure rise over Chen’s body, “Tell me where Luke’s been going.” Chen could hardly breathe. She could feel herself getting Ra’s black pants wet down below, but she barely cared. She was enjoying it way too much. Too much that she just spit the truth into Ra’s face.

“Damn that Luke,” Chen spoke, barely taking any more of Ra’s wet fingers, “Just because he found his damn puppet he thinks he can leave everyone else in the dust! He’s such a…” Chen then realized what she had said. Ra stopped giving Chen pleasure; he kept his fingers inside of her, though.

“What did you just say?” Chen’s face struck fear at the sight of Ra’s now angered face. She had made it through weeks of not telling Ra about Luke’s puppet. Why’d she have to go and do it now?

“I,” Chen tried to think, “I, I…Ah!” Chen let out a scream as Ra pushed her onto the ground. He hovered over her and with just a dark stare, Chen couldn’t move her body. Though she was immortal, Ra was too powerful for her. “Please Ra I’m sorry,” Chen felt her body on the inside begin to boil, “I should have told you, I’m sorry!”

“How long,” Ra asked, “How long has he had his puppet!”

“For,” Chen gasped, “For about five weeks now.” Chen was flown against a bed on the opposite side of the room. She screamed the whole time: as she was lifted from the ground and pushed hard onto the bed. Ra took one step and was at her side, staring down into her scared green eyes. He grasped Chen’s breast tightly with the hand he used to seduce her with.

“Why didn’t you tell me,” Ra yelled. Chen didn’t answer, so Ra gave her breast a hard slap to get her attention.

“I’m sorry,” Chen cried, “I, I didn’t know how to tell you and I didn’t even know if the relationship between them would work out!” Giving Chen a confused glare, Ra released her breast. Chen rubbed her aching breast, but Ra kept glaring at her.

“What do you mean,” Ra then asked, “Who is she? What’s her name?” Chen stared into Ra’s dark, black eyes. They were so chilling, so deathly. Chen went into a brave state, though, giving Ra the full truth.

“Luke’s puppet,” Chen sneered, “Is a mortal boy. And his name is Kiyoshi.” Ra’s eyes widened. He lifted off of Chen, but kept staring down at her. Chen felt relieved once Ra lifted off of her, but she did not know why. She stared up at her master with confusion; especially when Ra suddenly began to give off a wicked laughter.

“Chen,” Ra whispered, then, as he slowly removed his own clothes, “I want you to do me a favor.” Chen’s eyes gleamed knowing Ra wasn’t going to hurt her. She smiled happily at Ra’s large form once his clothes were all off.

“Anything…” Chen whispered; her voice growing happy once again. Ra slowly crawled over Chen. He moved his lips over her ear, softly biting on it and pulling. Chen gave out a happy sigh as Ra whispers:

“I want you to get Luke’s puppet alone,” Chen stared up at her master, curious enough.

“Why,” Chen then asked, “What for?”

“Because,” Ra whispered more, spreading Chen’s legs far apart and entering inside of her. Chen let out a happy sigh as Ra finished speaking, “I would really love to meet him.”

*End of Chapter 17*