Jake

CHAPTER EIGHT

“I was a fool to think that you could handle him alone!” he berated.

“Sir, please! It was a mistake! I won’t ever let it happen again! I can get him! I got him last time!”

“Yes, but he knows what to expect of you now. He will be waiting for your deceitfulness.”

Jessi let out a frustrated sigh as she tried to convince him of her worthiness. “Please, I realize that I let my guard down and he got away…”

“Nonsense! He didn’t escape because you released him. He broke out of your hold.”

“No, he didn’t!” Jessi defended.

“He did, and I want to hear nothing more about your failure!” he scolded back.

Jessi frowned. “Well then, what now?”

“Now,” he began, “I gather a group of able-bodied men to complete the task which you could not.”

“Daddy, please!”

“Quiet! Stop begging, it makes you look weak and pathetic.”

“He’s not that strong!” she protested, ignoring his command.

“Mr. Carson, sir?” A young man had stepped into the room with a folder in his hand. Carson looked at him waiting for him to proceed. “I have his file, like you asked.”

Carson motioned to himself, “Bring it here Christopher.”

Christopher approached the gray-haired man and handed him the folder. Carson flipped it open and gazed at the photo that was paper clipped to the top of the file.

Jessi gazed at the file over his shoulder and chuckled to herself. “He looks exactly like that… just… bigger… and with a different haircut.”

Carson flipped through the rest of the papers in the folder. Test results, extensive notes, more photographs, anything he would need to reacquaint himself with the test subject. He looked up to see Christopher patiently waiting for more instruction. “Thank you,” Carson said, “that will be all for now.”

Christopher nodded his acknowledgement and exited the room. Carson walked over to his desk and dropped Jake’s file onto it. As he turned Jessi said, “I’m sorry I let him go…”

“He escaped you,” Carson interrupted in a berating tone of voice.

“Right…” Jessi admitted unwillingly. “I’m sorry I let him escape… but please… let me make it up to you…”

“Jessica, I already told you…” Carson began to scold her again, but she cut him off.

“No, not by going after him again… Let me make it up to you…” Jessi said smiling and leaning invitingly against his desk.

Carson now understood what she implied, and nodded his approval.

Without a word, Jessi walked out of the room, hips blatantly swaying from side to side.

After a few moments Carson exited his office and headed towards the quarters where he sometimes slept when working hard on a project. When he entered the room, Jessi was sitting on his bed wearing a piece of lingerie she had recently picked up. Carson didn’t know why this girl demanded so much attention from him, but he didn’t care.

She had always behaved this way ever since her orphanage handed her over to him. She was frightened as first, as all of them were, but she soon learned to appreciate the genetic alterations that he bestowed upon her that allowed her to do extraordinary things that most humans could not. She had been one of his best subjects from the beginning. Some of the others died from the change. Some survived, but the change didn’t stick. Jessi was one of the few successful attempts from back then and on top of that, she was loyal. She was always determined to impress the man that she often called “Daddy”. He wasn’t her biological father, but he took her in and created her to be what she was. Because of this, she and many of his other “children” called him father.

Like any child Jessi had always wanted to make him proud. She worked hard to develop her abilities. As a result she was one of his strongest. She always did what he asked and she always did what she could to please him. This included pleasuring him. Several of the girls took to the task of pleasuring him, but as always Jessi worked to be the best and to be his favorite. It gave her great pleasure to know that she was at the top of the list.

And now she sat in a see-through, low-cut, piece of lingerie that was just short enough to not quite cover her ass.

Carson shut the door behind him and turned to look at her once again. Jessi stood up to allow the man to take in the full effect of the outfit. Without being asked, she smiled seductively and turned around, bending over slightly, causing her ass to protrude a bit.

Carson licked his lips and walked up to his greatest work to date. He grasped her hips and pressed his pelvis against her ass. She could feel him through his slacks. Hard and throbbing. She pushed her ass back harder against him and he pushed her onto the bed. She was on all fours, ass out to him, showing him an uncovered opening to glory. She heard the sound of the middle-aged man stripping behind her. He touched a finger to her opening and ran it along her slit. It was glistening with readiness. Carson rubbed his palm against her crotch, getting it wet with her juice.

He could feel the heat emanating from her womanhood as he put his face in front of it. He ran his tongue the length of her slit, lapping up her deliciousness.

She moaned.

He sucked on her clit, and ran his tongue along her opening again. He darted his tongue into her opening and sucked on her hard.

She let out a noise that let him know just how good she felt.

He pulled his face away from her and brought his fingers back to her opening. He rubbed two of them along her slit until they were nice and slick. Then he slipped them inside her and they worked their magic. He moved his fingers inside her, as deep as he could push them in and then began to pump them in and out of her.

She clutched the blanket on the bed, pleasure overtaking her body.

He pulled his fingers out of her and touched one to the dark skin just above her womanhood. He slowly slipped a finger inside her anus and began to pump it in and out.

She let out a long sigh of pleasure.

He could feel his huge erection throbbing. Waiting to plunge deep into her flesh. He pulled out his finger and lined himself up with her opening. Still wet. Still ready for him. He touched the head to her slit and rubbed it up and down.

She could barely contain herself.

Suddenly he pushed himself inside her, in one thrust.

“Ohhhahhh!” Jessi let out a long moan of pleasure.

He buried himself deep inside her. He shifted his hips to work her insides. He pulled out just before he could see the tip of himself and then quickly thrusted back in.

“Ohh….ohhh… Daddy, you’re dick is amazing!” Jessi exclaimed.

She wasn’t his daughter of course, but the prospect thrilled him nonetheless. He began to pump in and out of Jessi. Faster and faster, until he was pounding so hard the sound of their skin smacking together could be heard on the other side of the door.

Jessi screamed and moaned, lost in the pleasure of her superior using and enjoying her body.

He grunted as he pounded her, as a familiar sensation began to flood his body.

“Yeeesss! Daddy, yeeess! Fill me up! Please fill me up!”

He couldn’t hold himself any longer. He shivered as he thrusted and let out an unexpected moan. He squirt inside her, hard and long, still pumping to finish his orgasm and get it all out. When he neared the end, he slowed down and noticed that Jessi was shivering and moaning with satisfaction.

She was breathing hard as she said, “You’re incredible as always.”

Carson pulled out of her and said, “Get cleaned up. We have work to do.”

Jessi stood up, ignoring the flow down her leg. “We?”

“Yes we,” Carson said emotionless.

Jessi smiled slyly and said, “I knew you’d see the light. I won’t let you down!”
She headed for the door, still naked, as she often did. She loved to see the look on the other men’s faces as she exited Carson’s quarters naked and a mess. She loved to cause controversy and shock. She loved to cause lust.