More Than Me
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Adult +
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More Than Me
CHAPTER ONE: THE MEETING
“Shit! I have to go back before dawn.” she whispers eagerly as she brushed her soft brown hair along the eerie dark street. She stayed more than she expected in Bangkok. She looked at her wristwatch.
“Darn that bar!” Her dad would be pissed off when learned of her missing-in-action stunts by the morning, which is five hours from now.
“I have to go to the airport.” She rummaged through her sling back to get her airline ticket schedule. “5:30. I should know better of getting an earlier schedule.”
Knowing full well of the her father's early set schedule she continued to walk forward. “Oh forget it!” She muttered.
“Remember Russel. He doesn’t like to wait.” The older man stood from the couch and went to get another vodka. His daughter is always like this. Always getting to places he doesn’t even know where.
“I know dad! Would you plea-“ His daughter grunted.
“I KNOW WHAT YOUR UP TO!” He exclaimed.
“WHAT?” she replied.
“You are always like that… going to different places. Exploring…”He stopped.
“Exploring what dad?” “You better be on that hotel if you still want to help the family. You know Mr. Kerpalski is very important on our business. We need him to be included in the list of-“He is cut off by his daughter.
“Why can’t we be just included at the group? I really don’t understand why I should be there. Are you making an arrangement or.. or engagement sort of thing?! Tell me! Why do I have to meet him personally?”
Then he said patiently. “For 20 years I gave everything to you, to whatever you want. We are here in Hongkong for an important business trip. Well actually, you really don’t have to marry hi just be nice and be acquanted. I just want you… where are you going I am not fin-.”“See you at the Mandarin Oriental, same time, same room. Message me for any changes. Bye dad.” before even replying from her daughter’s rebuttal line, she is gone.
“Here we go again.” He refilled his glass with vodka and returned to his study desk. Last time he recovered her daughter, she was in Russia.
“Its three o’clock. Need to get to the airport.” She accelerates her run, turn and walk around the narrow streets. Staring back to see no one is following; she turned left only to hit a scruffy guy.
“Ouch!! You weren’t looking at where you’re walking.” He then turned to see a girl, a woman of at least an inch smaller than his five-seven-foot height, in his forties.
“Hey their little fella. How bout we talk of your stupid bumping on me. I bet you - ” Before finishing his line a foot came at the left of his face with a force that cause him to hit cement wall to his right.
“Now you shut-up.” Russel confidently says to the man. “Bi… bitchh.” The man grunted as he stands using the support of the wall. You wouldn’t escape me. H
e then blows is whistle. Another whistle responds a few meters away and then another. At least ten or twelve is heard. “Shit.” Russel whispered. She ran as fast as she could with her athletic feet could carry until she came in to a dead end. She went back only to find six men running towards her.
“Now now don’t be shy. We won’t be bad as you think we are. My friend just wanted to make peace and have…fun.” One of the grumpy guys said while assessing Russel’s body from top to bottom and back again with a naughty grin. “Like I would have fun with you? Huh. Enough talking…” Russel says with a smirk and approaches the first guy with a sidekick from the right. She punched the second guy at the nose and gives a back flip to the groin at the third. She then frees her revolver and pulls the trigger at the remaining three in a blink. “No one wants to mess with me.” She said at the first three she dealt with and without another word she fires her gun. She continued to run and gave a quick glance to her watch. “Shit. Its three thirty. Better run.” Her cellular phone beeped twice.
Message: there is a change of plan. Mr. Kerpalski would not be able to meet us this morning. It would take him another three days to meet us. I know you’re awake and running along God-who-knows-what country. Just be alive and be presentable within the specified date. Same time, same room. Be safe.
She smirked at the last comment. “Be safe.” She smiled. She is alarmed when the police siren covered the quiet city. She ran at least twenty minutes to reach the car park. Breathing heavily, she patiently inserted the keys and started the engine. “Now where will I go?” She looked at her map of Bangkok.
“I might visit him. Here I come.” She drove off to her next destination.
“Billy. Is the tracking device open? Where is she headed?” The male answered on the other line. “It is open Simon. She’s headed at Berk’s place.” Simon smirked. She needs to be refilled after killing those men.
“Thanks Billy. Message me for any changes on her route.”Simon ended the call and drove his blue Ferrari with his jet black hair flowing gracefully backwards as he speeds off to her direction.
“You will be mine. No questions asked.” He muttered with a smirked.
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“Come on. One more time.” Berk said as he pumps hard on the prostitute. “Stop it you’re hurting me. Get off you bastard.” She pushes the wall in front of her to get some air but the weight at her back is too much to bear and is only push back hard. Her breasts hurt at the rough contact with the cement and start to bleed.
“STOP! OOUCH!” Berk used his arms to withdraw the woman’s arm above her head. He continued to pound her rear. He didn’t hear her moan, but only enticed by her screams for him to stop. He didn’t notice as Russel entered in the room.
From Russel’s view, the man is standing naked with an oh-so-hot-supple-white butt wet and covered with lashes, and nail prints at his back. Sweat is all over him. The woman is pinned between him and the rough cement.
Russel can see two short brown legs on the side in front of the man and her arms being held tight up with one strong white arm. The other man’s arm turns red while getting more force and balance to the wall as he continues to anal fuck the prostitute. Russel can see blood on the wall looking between the man’s legs.
Russel knew Berk would be sadist enough to kill someone. She knows. Russel smirks and looks around the room as she stands at her position. Various dildos, whips, and a dagger are all scattered in the room. She cannot wait anymore.
“Berk, stop that.” Russel say impatiently. “Fuck.” He knows that voice. With one final thrust he released his seed at the prostitute’s anus with his shocked face. He released the prostitute who is still hurt from the rough sex.
“You, go back to the bed. Ruz wait outside.” Without another word, Russel went out of the room and down to the living room. The prostitute can only crawl back to the bed from the wounds gained. Meanwhile, Berk rummaged through his drawers to look for the empty syringe.
He went back to the bed and without warning, he pushes the needle at the woman’s neck and let the air from the injection enters her veins. She screams from the pain and tries to get free, but from her current condition, she only wails.
After a minute, the prostitute is dead. Berk left her at the floor and went to the bathroom to shower. He left the prostitute in his room and went to the living room. He will clean it later.
He entered the living room. Russel faces him with patience and dead pan face. “I need new bullets for my revolver. I also need new gun-” She’s cut by Berk with a laugh. “You killed someone again?” Russel is now impatient.
“It doesn’t mean if one person needs refill, he/she killed someone Berk and for crying out loud give me those bullets.” She walks at a medium speed and stops a small distance from him. He stands at least three inches above her.
She stared at his blue eyes who looked back at her and thick brows. His left cheek bone has a nail scratch and his high nose has a horizontal cut at the middle. With supple red lips hanging open. “Alright Ruz. Nothing to give a fuss, ayt?” He went pass her and walks to the other side of the room.
At the opposite side of Russel there is a small button Berk pressed. A small pad went out and He enters the password. In a few seconds, three fourths of the middle wall opens another room. Various guns were at dispose in front of them.
Russel chooses a new gun, and new bullets. “Where is your other gun?” Berk asked curiously at Russel. “I just need a new one.” Berk smirks from her answer. “Fine, don’t answer my question. You know you’ve been buying from me for three years now, at least I have the right to know-” “I am your customer. You don’t need to know where I used my property and things. This relation of ours is pure business.” Now Berk is surprised. “Business? Do you forget two months ago-” “That was two months ago. Now is now.”
Berk knew gave up, he should know better not saying a word or else he will be with the prostitute in two minutes max. “Just place the money at the counter. I’ll be upstairs… cleaning.” Before getting out of the room, he hears the girl chuckling. “What is it now Ruz?” She went out of the other room with a big smile.
“Be sure you keep body bags in your house for disposal.” He raised an eyebrow. “I have a burner at the basement, air tight.” With that he left. She went back at the other room and back to her car the next fifteen minutes.
“Billy, I think she’s going back to the Intercontinental.” The other man responded. “Wait. We are not sure…” Simon just stares at her seven meters away in his car.
He just saw her yawn. He knows she would go back to the hotel. It’s always been like that. Simon turns off the phone and starts his engine. After fifteen minutes, Simon’s phone beeps.
Message: you’re damn right.
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Two days after.
Russel went back to the bar. “Hi Mina! Welcome back!” The bartender welcomes Russel and ushers her back through a seat at the second floor of the bar. A new name is not that bad in a whole new place, she thought while staring at the erotic dances of various dances down at the dance floor from the second floor.
“Where are the twins, Gary and Harold?” She said quietly to herself. “I missed those twins. Now I’m turned on. I can’t wait.” With that, she went to the red door opposite of her. She opened the door and the smell of sex is present.
“I’m here now.” A corridor is in front of her at least ten meters long. Some doors were open as she passes by. She stops at room fourteen. She can hear the moans of the men inside the room, probably an orgy. She opened the door without second thoughts and the sight in front of her is a beautiful mess. “Hello boys.” Five men stares at her with lustful eyes.
With a black backless tank top and red mini skirt and three inch stiletto heels, she walks through the room without closing the door behind her. Her breasts, of cup c, are almost seen in her tight skimpy top. Her scent is a beautiful fragrance of Victoria Secret with her soft wavy hair tied in a pony. Long slender legs with clenching muscles can be seen as she walks through the room; the men where lustful and completely filled with sex by simply staring at her.
She went to bed as she sees the twins having sex with each other while the two men masturbate at the sides.
“Do it now.” Russel says to the twins and soon stood away from the kind-size bed to the middle of the room. At the middle, there are two pair of chains at the ceiling and below.
“Who do you want to be at the center milady?” Gary asked Russel with pleading eyes. “Both of you.” The twins hurried to tie themselves. “You two help twins.” Russel aims at the other participants.
The other two men help the twins. When the task was done, the twins where somewhat hanging at the position, but not completely. Their hands were chained above while their feet where chained at least two feet backwards. Their legs were widely spread. Their buttocks now are very supple from the bending and their backs are somewhat strained. There is a wide mirror in front of the twins.
Russel sat back beside the fifth guy. “You two, I want you to whip the twins.” As if she commands the men, the two proudly follows her orders. Gary is whipped between his butt and the tip hi the soft muscles in between his groin. He screamed with lust. Harold is whipped by his thighs and also at his butt.
“Wait. Put this on them.” She gave them rings that were supposed to stop the twins from hitting their orgasms. The fifth guy went out only to come back with two dildos; a three inch and four inch thick ones.
Russel looked at him with lustful eyes. She knew exactly what will happen next. He sat next to her. She removes her black thong from her leaving the other cloths.
She went to the bed and stared at the mirror. The two men are now masturbating the twins.
She found herself in a second chained at the bedpost with the wet cold dildos in her anus and vagina.
She loved it when it’s cold and thick and moving. The fifth guy positioned himself with his penis in front of Russel’s face. The position is now in a 69 view yet she still focused her eyes on the mirror. She sees the twin’s exotic flushed faces.
They were eager for release. The fifth guy turned the dildos on and inserting it in and out with same speed. She sips his cock like a straw eager for a drop of sweet juice to come out.
The two men gave blowjobs to the twins then returned at the back only to insert their big phalluses and impale the twins. They rocked hard and both hands on the hips of the chained men. She knows she is near to her orgasm.
Like a chorus, as the fifth guy sodomize Russel, the guys removed the rings and rocked hard in and out of the twins, the group had it hard as their orgasms went out, along with the crowd who watch them at the door.
Within fifteen minutes she is clean and dressed with black tight jeans and a hooded sweater. She kissed the twins and went out.
“I will miss you both. But I have to go. “ She smiled sadly at the twins and they replied. “We’ll see you soon.” Hearing those words, it stabbed her like a cold knife in her heart, if she has one. “See you in hell.” She muttered. “That long huh.” The twins said.
She passes the corridor and went back to the second floor to the stairs. It is dark and she made sure that no one saw her went out from the door. She knew they were there. But its only one, either he or she, Russel don’t know.
Without a second thought she pressed a button hidden in a circle case in her belt. The explosion destroyed the room she’s been earlier with. The corridor is almost ruined and smoke can be seen. Then another is heard. The door through the corridor is wide opened. Screams were heard. Cries and noisy people were in shocked. “It might be sent by… but it’s alone.”
As she and the crowd went out, she silently exited and walked briskly through her car. She sat in her car not noticing the flat tires at the back. Then suddenly, tears were flowing down her cheeks.
She grasps her chest. It aches and beat so fast. She had to do that. Someone’s following her, at least three weeks now, but these last two days, it kept closer and closer to her. As if she can’t breathe. She better tell the others before going back home to Taipei.
Their enemy is at the move. She reads her clock, 2 am., the meeting is at eight, flight is scheduled at 5:30. She better get to the airport. She starts her engine then suddenly she hears a gun fire. Shocked from the sound, still, she’s aware of her bleeding $right shoulder. Then at least three meters in front of her, a tall person, maybe at least six foot tall with silver eyes and with dark complexion points a gun to her.
She’s petrified.
That’s the person she saw at the bar while she’s having sex at the bar? That owner of the cold silver eyes might be her enemy… and her friend’s enemy.
The face is covered with a dark cloth so she couldn’t determine well. But those silver eyes. It’s shimmering brightly at the night. The person starts to walk towards her.
Making a decision, she speeds in front of the person trying to run over him/her. The person ran towards her then jump and step at the hood and did a back flip.
Getting an aim, he/she shot another bullet that penetrated the ceiling of the car and hit the top right shoulder blades of Russel. She screams but continues to drive. The killer lands on his feet and shot another bullet hitting the wheels at the rear.
Russel hits a heavy cylindrical pillar and the car flips. The bottom could now be seen. She’s glad there are no gas leaks.
She sees the person approaching and tries to move only knowing the pain at her thighs and legs plus her ankle is broken. “SHIT!” She says while she presses the tracking button at the wheel.
Meters away, the man the killer talks. “Don’t be scared, I haven’t even owned you.” She’s speechless. It’s a guy then. He’s low tone and eager eyes.
She’s dead now. But owning her? She’s really in a big trouble. Within her grasp is her gun and she fires it to the man. She shot the man at his left shoulder and somewhat screams. She hurries removing herself from the car and in seconds she’s running for her life.
The man shot another bullet hitting her left back thigh. She curses at herself for dropping to her knees.
She hears footsteps coming to her then suddenly she hears random shots away from them. “Russel! Get out of the way!!!” She saw Michael, her best friend, using a machine gun.
She rolls to her back and front to the right ignoring th pain inflicted by killer. Everything stops and the killer is suddenly nowhere to be seen. Michael, at least five seven height, approaches Russel with concern. “Russel, talk to me!”
“Michael, I have to board Flight 987 which is due to Hongkong in two hours and a half from now. I... I need you to use the regeneration tank at Siegfried’s place. It’s the only way. Adjust the time in the ratio 1 hour is to 1 month…”
“Russel I can’t do that! Rich would be furious at us… please!”
“JUST DO WHAT IS SAY! I... I have to be at that meeting…”
“Ruz, adjusting to that ratio… you’d turn 27 in half a month.”
“I don’t care! Just do it…”
She’s panting right now. Michael helps Russel and drive to Siegfried’s place.
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“Shit! I have to go back before dawn.” she whispers eagerly as she brushed her soft brown hair along the eerie dark street. She stayed more than she expected in Bangkok. She looked at her wristwatch.
“Darn that bar!” Her dad would be pissed off when learned of her missing-in-action stunts by the morning, which is five hours from now.
“I have to go to the airport.” She rummaged through her sling back to get her airline ticket schedule. “5:30. I should know better of getting an earlier schedule.”
Knowing full well of the her father's early set schedule she continued to walk forward. “Oh forget it!” She muttered.
“Remember Russel. He doesn’t like to wait.” The older man stood from the couch and went to get another vodka. His daughter is always like this. Always getting to places he doesn’t even know where.
“I know dad! Would you plea-“ His daughter grunted.
“I KNOW WHAT YOUR UP TO!” He exclaimed.
“WHAT?” she replied.
“You are always like that… going to different places. Exploring…”He stopped.
“Exploring what dad?” “You better be on that hotel if you still want to help the family. You know Mr. Kerpalski is very important on our business. We need him to be included in the list of-“He is cut off by his daughter.
“Why can’t we be just included at the group? I really don’t understand why I should be there. Are you making an arrangement or.. or engagement sort of thing?! Tell me! Why do I have to meet him personally?”
Then he said patiently. “For 20 years I gave everything to you, to whatever you want. We are here in Hongkong for an important business trip. Well actually, you really don’t have to marry hi just be nice and be acquanted. I just want you… where are you going I am not fin-.”“See you at the Mandarin Oriental, same time, same room. Message me for any changes. Bye dad.” before even replying from her daughter’s rebuttal line, she is gone.
“Here we go again.” He refilled his glass with vodka and returned to his study desk. Last time he recovered her daughter, she was in Russia.
“Its three o’clock. Need to get to the airport.” She accelerates her run, turn and walk around the narrow streets. Staring back to see no one is following; she turned left only to hit a scruffy guy.
“Ouch!! You weren’t looking at where you’re walking.” He then turned to see a girl, a woman of at least an inch smaller than his five-seven-foot height, in his forties.
“Hey their little fella. How bout we talk of your stupid bumping on me. I bet you - ” Before finishing his line a foot came at the left of his face with a force that cause him to hit cement wall to his right.
“Now you shut-up.” Russel confidently says to the man. “Bi… bitchh.” The man grunted as he stands using the support of the wall. You wouldn’t escape me. H
e then blows is whistle. Another whistle responds a few meters away and then another. At least ten or twelve is heard. “Shit.” Russel whispered. She ran as fast as she could with her athletic feet could carry until she came in to a dead end. She went back only to find six men running towards her.
“Now now don’t be shy. We won’t be bad as you think we are. My friend just wanted to make peace and have…fun.” One of the grumpy guys said while assessing Russel’s body from top to bottom and back again with a naughty grin. “Like I would have fun with you? Huh. Enough talking…” Russel says with a smirk and approaches the first guy with a sidekick from the right. She punched the second guy at the nose and gives a back flip to the groin at the third. She then frees her revolver and pulls the trigger at the remaining three in a blink. “No one wants to mess with me.” She said at the first three she dealt with and without another word she fires her gun. She continued to run and gave a quick glance to her watch. “Shit. Its three thirty. Better run.” Her cellular phone beeped twice.
Message: there is a change of plan. Mr. Kerpalski would not be able to meet us this morning. It would take him another three days to meet us. I know you’re awake and running along God-who-knows-what country. Just be alive and be presentable within the specified date. Same time, same room. Be safe.
She smirked at the last comment. “Be safe.” She smiled. She is alarmed when the police siren covered the quiet city. She ran at least twenty minutes to reach the car park. Breathing heavily, she patiently inserted the keys and started the engine. “Now where will I go?” She looked at her map of Bangkok.
“I might visit him. Here I come.” She drove off to her next destination.
“Billy. Is the tracking device open? Where is she headed?” The male answered on the other line. “It is open Simon. She’s headed at Berk’s place.” Simon smirked. She needs to be refilled after killing those men.
“Thanks Billy. Message me for any changes on her route.”Simon ended the call and drove his blue Ferrari with his jet black hair flowing gracefully backwards as he speeds off to her direction.
“You will be mine. No questions asked.” He muttered with a smirked.
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“Come on. One more time.” Berk said as he pumps hard on the prostitute. “Stop it you’re hurting me. Get off you bastard.” She pushes the wall in front of her to get some air but the weight at her back is too much to bear and is only push back hard. Her breasts hurt at the rough contact with the cement and start to bleed.
“STOP! OOUCH!” Berk used his arms to withdraw the woman’s arm above her head. He continued to pound her rear. He didn’t hear her moan, but only enticed by her screams for him to stop. He didn’t notice as Russel entered in the room.
From Russel’s view, the man is standing naked with an oh-so-hot-supple-white butt wet and covered with lashes, and nail prints at his back. Sweat is all over him. The woman is pinned between him and the rough cement.
Russel can see two short brown legs on the side in front of the man and her arms being held tight up with one strong white arm. The other man’s arm turns red while getting more force and balance to the wall as he continues to anal fuck the prostitute. Russel can see blood on the wall looking between the man’s legs.
Russel knew Berk would be sadist enough to kill someone. She knows. Russel smirks and looks around the room as she stands at her position. Various dildos, whips, and a dagger are all scattered in the room. She cannot wait anymore.
“Berk, stop that.” Russel say impatiently. “Fuck.” He knows that voice. With one final thrust he released his seed at the prostitute’s anus with his shocked face. He released the prostitute who is still hurt from the rough sex.
“You, go back to the bed. Ruz wait outside.” Without another word, Russel went out of the room and down to the living room. The prostitute can only crawl back to the bed from the wounds gained. Meanwhile, Berk rummaged through his drawers to look for the empty syringe.
He went back to the bed and without warning, he pushes the needle at the woman’s neck and let the air from the injection enters her veins. She screams from the pain and tries to get free, but from her current condition, she only wails.
After a minute, the prostitute is dead. Berk left her at the floor and went to the bathroom to shower. He left the prostitute in his room and went to the living room. He will clean it later.
He entered the living room. Russel faces him with patience and dead pan face. “I need new bullets for my revolver. I also need new gun-” She’s cut by Berk with a laugh. “You killed someone again?” Russel is now impatient.
“It doesn’t mean if one person needs refill, he/she killed someone Berk and for crying out loud give me those bullets.” She walks at a medium speed and stops a small distance from him. He stands at least three inches above her.
She stared at his blue eyes who looked back at her and thick brows. His left cheek bone has a nail scratch and his high nose has a horizontal cut at the middle. With supple red lips hanging open. “Alright Ruz. Nothing to give a fuss, ayt?” He went pass her and walks to the other side of the room.
At the opposite side of Russel there is a small button Berk pressed. A small pad went out and He enters the password. In a few seconds, three fourths of the middle wall opens another room. Various guns were at dispose in front of them.
Russel chooses a new gun, and new bullets. “Where is your other gun?” Berk asked curiously at Russel. “I just need a new one.” Berk smirks from her answer. “Fine, don’t answer my question. You know you’ve been buying from me for three years now, at least I have the right to know-” “I am your customer. You don’t need to know where I used my property and things. This relation of ours is pure business.” Now Berk is surprised. “Business? Do you forget two months ago-” “That was two months ago. Now is now.”
Berk knew gave up, he should know better not saying a word or else he will be with the prostitute in two minutes max. “Just place the money at the counter. I’ll be upstairs… cleaning.” Before getting out of the room, he hears the girl chuckling. “What is it now Ruz?” She went out of the other room with a big smile.
“Be sure you keep body bags in your house for disposal.” He raised an eyebrow. “I have a burner at the basement, air tight.” With that he left. She went back at the other room and back to her car the next fifteen minutes.
“Billy, I think she’s going back to the Intercontinental.” The other man responded. “Wait. We are not sure…” Simon just stares at her seven meters away in his car.
He just saw her yawn. He knows she would go back to the hotel. It’s always been like that. Simon turns off the phone and starts his engine. After fifteen minutes, Simon’s phone beeps.
Message: you’re damn right.
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Two days after.
Russel went back to the bar. “Hi Mina! Welcome back!” The bartender welcomes Russel and ushers her back through a seat at the second floor of the bar. A new name is not that bad in a whole new place, she thought while staring at the erotic dances of various dances down at the dance floor from the second floor.
“Where are the twins, Gary and Harold?” She said quietly to herself. “I missed those twins. Now I’m turned on. I can’t wait.” With that, she went to the red door opposite of her. She opened the door and the smell of sex is present.
“I’m here now.” A corridor is in front of her at least ten meters long. Some doors were open as she passes by. She stops at room fourteen. She can hear the moans of the men inside the room, probably an orgy. She opened the door without second thoughts and the sight in front of her is a beautiful mess. “Hello boys.” Five men stares at her with lustful eyes.
With a black backless tank top and red mini skirt and three inch stiletto heels, she walks through the room without closing the door behind her. Her breasts, of cup c, are almost seen in her tight skimpy top. Her scent is a beautiful fragrance of Victoria Secret with her soft wavy hair tied in a pony. Long slender legs with clenching muscles can be seen as she walks through the room; the men where lustful and completely filled with sex by simply staring at her.
She went to bed as she sees the twins having sex with each other while the two men masturbate at the sides.
“Do it now.” Russel says to the twins and soon stood away from the kind-size bed to the middle of the room. At the middle, there are two pair of chains at the ceiling and below.
“Who do you want to be at the center milady?” Gary asked Russel with pleading eyes. “Both of you.” The twins hurried to tie themselves. “You two help twins.” Russel aims at the other participants.
The other two men help the twins. When the task was done, the twins where somewhat hanging at the position, but not completely. Their hands were chained above while their feet where chained at least two feet backwards. Their legs were widely spread. Their buttocks now are very supple from the bending and their backs are somewhat strained. There is a wide mirror in front of the twins.
Russel sat back beside the fifth guy. “You two, I want you to whip the twins.” As if she commands the men, the two proudly follows her orders. Gary is whipped between his butt and the tip hi the soft muscles in between his groin. He screamed with lust. Harold is whipped by his thighs and also at his butt.
“Wait. Put this on them.” She gave them rings that were supposed to stop the twins from hitting their orgasms. The fifth guy went out only to come back with two dildos; a three inch and four inch thick ones.
Russel looked at him with lustful eyes. She knew exactly what will happen next. He sat next to her. She removes her black thong from her leaving the other cloths.
She went to the bed and stared at the mirror. The two men are now masturbating the twins.
She found herself in a second chained at the bedpost with the wet cold dildos in her anus and vagina.
She loved it when it’s cold and thick and moving. The fifth guy positioned himself with his penis in front of Russel’s face. The position is now in a 69 view yet she still focused her eyes on the mirror. She sees the twin’s exotic flushed faces.
They were eager for release. The fifth guy turned the dildos on and inserting it in and out with same speed. She sips his cock like a straw eager for a drop of sweet juice to come out.
The two men gave blowjobs to the twins then returned at the back only to insert their big phalluses and impale the twins. They rocked hard and both hands on the hips of the chained men. She knows she is near to her orgasm.
Like a chorus, as the fifth guy sodomize Russel, the guys removed the rings and rocked hard in and out of the twins, the group had it hard as their orgasms went out, along with the crowd who watch them at the door.
Within fifteen minutes she is clean and dressed with black tight jeans and a hooded sweater. She kissed the twins and went out.
“I will miss you both. But I have to go. “ She smiled sadly at the twins and they replied. “We’ll see you soon.” Hearing those words, it stabbed her like a cold knife in her heart, if she has one. “See you in hell.” She muttered. “That long huh.” The twins said.
She passes the corridor and went back to the second floor to the stairs. It is dark and she made sure that no one saw her went out from the door. She knew they were there. But its only one, either he or she, Russel don’t know.
Without a second thought she pressed a button hidden in a circle case in her belt. The explosion destroyed the room she’s been earlier with. The corridor is almost ruined and smoke can be seen. Then another is heard. The door through the corridor is wide opened. Screams were heard. Cries and noisy people were in shocked. “It might be sent by… but it’s alone.”
As she and the crowd went out, she silently exited and walked briskly through her car. She sat in her car not noticing the flat tires at the back. Then suddenly, tears were flowing down her cheeks.
She grasps her chest. It aches and beat so fast. She had to do that. Someone’s following her, at least three weeks now, but these last two days, it kept closer and closer to her. As if she can’t breathe. She better tell the others before going back home to Taipei.
Their enemy is at the move. She reads her clock, 2 am., the meeting is at eight, flight is scheduled at 5:30. She better get to the airport. She starts her engine then suddenly she hears a gun fire. Shocked from the sound, still, she’s aware of her bleeding $right shoulder. Then at least three meters in front of her, a tall person, maybe at least six foot tall with silver eyes and with dark complexion points a gun to her.
She’s petrified.
That’s the person she saw at the bar while she’s having sex at the bar? That owner of the cold silver eyes might be her enemy… and her friend’s enemy.
The face is covered with a dark cloth so she couldn’t determine well. But those silver eyes. It’s shimmering brightly at the night. The person starts to walk towards her.
Making a decision, she speeds in front of the person trying to run over him/her. The person ran towards her then jump and step at the hood and did a back flip.
Getting an aim, he/she shot another bullet that penetrated the ceiling of the car and hit the top right shoulder blades of Russel. She screams but continues to drive. The killer lands on his feet and shot another bullet hitting the wheels at the rear.
Russel hits a heavy cylindrical pillar and the car flips. The bottom could now be seen. She’s glad there are no gas leaks.
She sees the person approaching and tries to move only knowing the pain at her thighs and legs plus her ankle is broken. “SHIT!” She says while she presses the tracking button at the wheel.
Meters away, the man the killer talks. “Don’t be scared, I haven’t even owned you.” She’s speechless. It’s a guy then. He’s low tone and eager eyes.
She’s dead now. But owning her? She’s really in a big trouble. Within her grasp is her gun and she fires it to the man. She shot the man at his left shoulder and somewhat screams. She hurries removing herself from the car and in seconds she’s running for her life.
The man shot another bullet hitting her left back thigh. She curses at herself for dropping to her knees.
She hears footsteps coming to her then suddenly she hears random shots away from them. “Russel! Get out of the way!!!” She saw Michael, her best friend, using a machine gun.
She rolls to her back and front to the right ignoring th pain inflicted by killer. Everything stops and the killer is suddenly nowhere to be seen. Michael, at least five seven height, approaches Russel with concern. “Russel, talk to me!”
“Michael, I have to board Flight 987 which is due to Hongkong in two hours and a half from now. I... I need you to use the regeneration tank at Siegfried’s place. It’s the only way. Adjust the time in the ratio 1 hour is to 1 month…”
“Russel I can’t do that! Rich would be furious at us… please!”
“JUST DO WHAT IS SAY! I... I have to be at that meeting…”
“Ruz, adjusting to that ratio… you’d turn 27 in half a month.”
“I don’t care! Just do it…”
She’s panting right now. Michael helps Russel and drive to Siegfried’s place.
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