Date: Thu, 29 Dec 2011 08:58:09 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Tracey. Chapters Ten & Eleven

				Chapter Ten

     He's here, I cried to myself! He's come for me! I shot up onto my
knees, the handcuffs chaffing my wrists even more so as I began to bounce
about on the bed in the joy of my Marcus coming to my rescue.

     At first it was the sound of pistol fire and then I heard a submachine
gun open up to be answered by another and guessed that they had brought
some Uzi's with them. That Israeli gun designed by Major Uziel Gal in 1950
and still the most worldwide used gun in existence.

     It was most frustrating to be chained to this bed, hearing the gun
fights and not knowing who was winning. The shots began to lessen and then
a grenade went off and I knew that our side had gained entry to the villa
and were now going from room to room. Following each grenade explosion came
a short fusillade of shots and they seemed to be getting near to where I
was for I could hear voices calling out now.

     The door to the bedroom I was in crashed open and I saw Klaus come
stumbling in and there was blood running down the side of his face as he
slammed the door shut and began to fit another magazine to his Uzi.

     `Tracey!' came the magical call from Marcus just outside the door and
I knew from our fight in the Bahamas as to what he wanted to know.

     `One of them in here!' I shouted out at the top of my voice and as
Klaus started to turn towards me, the door was kicked open, making him
swing back to this threat. He fired off a short burst of his gun at the
empty doorway but the bullets didn't stop the grenade that came bouncing
into the room.

     Oh shit, I said to myself as I saw it bounce on the carpet and then
carry on towards me, and so I buried my face into the pillow as it went
off. I heard it explode for just that fraction of a second before the blast
knocked me unconscious.

     I came round to find my face being washed with a cold wet cloth and I
opened my eyes to see Marcus smiling down at me. I was laying with my head
in his lap and I tried to move my arms to hug him but found I was wrapped
in a blanket.

     `Hello Tracey,' he smiled.

     `Oh Marcus, I'm glad you came back for me,' I managed to get out past
the lump in my throat. `It's been awful here.'

     `Yes, I saw what they had done to you. The slashes on your backside
and the bruises,' he said grimly.

     `That's not all they did,' I said, tears staring to run down my face.

     `Hush now. You don't have to say it, for I can guess the way you were
chained up. That was one of them, wasn't it,' he indicated across the
bedroom and I turned my head and saw the bloodied body of Klaus in a heap
in the corner.

     `One of the four,' I nodded. `What about the others?'

     `All dead.'

     `Who did you bring with you and are they all right?'

     `The whole squad. We took some casualties, but thankfully only
wounds. Charlie's got a broken finger, Mark a broken arm from a bullet and
David has a thigh wound, but you seemed to have suffered more than us.'

     `No, I'm alright now that you are here. What happened?'

     `I'll tell you on the plane, for we've got to make tracks rather
sharpish,' he said to me and then called out. `Charlie! Get the squad
together. We're pulling out.' He then picked me up in his arms and began to
carry me out of the bedroom.

     `I can't go out like this,' I cried out. `I've got no clothes on.'

     `We'll worry about that later,' he said. `Corporal Stiles!' he called
out and he appeared at the door as we moved out of the room.

     `Yes sir.'

     `Gather up Tracey's clothes please,' and he carried me on past Nobby
and took me out of the villa and put me in the back of a car that had Colin
as the driver.

     `Welcome back Miss,' he grinned at me from over the back of his
seat. `Not wounded I hope.'

     `No. Just tired and uncomfortable,' I replied as Marcus made sure the
blanket was securely round me.

     `Here we are sir, said Nobby Stiles, handing in the remnants of my
clothes which Marcus took from him.

     `Thanks. See that we've got all our weapons and all accounted
for. We'll go off now and see you at the airport.'

     `Yes sir,' and closed the door for us to drive away. I saw other
members of the squad getting into two other cars as we left the villa's
grounds.

     `I can't wear any of those things Marcus,' I wailed, indicating the
heap of my clothes on the seat beside him. `They're all torn and I can't go
through the departure lounge wrapped in this blanket.'

     `Don't you worry about a thing. We've got a private plane ready and
we've already cleared things with the authorities. I'll take you aboard
myself, and, just wait until you see the aircraft we've got. It's a
beauty,' and he grinned. He had his arm round me and I smiled up at him and
nestled in closer knowing that I now didn't have to worry about a thing for
he was here to look after me.

     In fifteen minutes, we were at the airfield and Colin drove us
straight through the gates and up to a small but compact jet that had its
steps down there waiting for us.

     `Lyon Airways,' I said, reading the lettering down the fuselage. `That
name`s familiar. Where's it from?'

     `They're based in the Bahamas, but I'll tell about it when I've got
you settled in,' he said as Colin pulled up at the bottom of the
steps. Colin got out and opened the rear door for us.

     `Thanks Colin. Park the car up and bring Tracey's clothes on board
please.'

     `Yes sir, he said as Marcus lifted me out of the car and carried me up
the steps as if I didn't weigh a thing.

     `Welcome back aboard sir,' said a pretty stewardess as we entered the
aircraft's boarding door.

     `Thank you Alice. Is my room ready?'

     `Yes sir,' she replied and led us into and through the main cabin,
past the twenty plush seats that had plenty of leg room. Down at the rear
end of the main cabin, Alice opened a door and Marcus carried me through
it, bringing back memories of when we were last in one of these bedrooms.

     `A lovely bed,' I exclaimed as he put me down on it, seeing that I was
still covered with the blanket.

     `Yes,' he grinned, `and it's all for us. Thank you Alice, I'll order
something to eat after we've taken off, but we would like two large gin and
tonics for now please.'

     `Certainly Mr Kane,' and she left us, closing the door behind
her. Marcus put me down on the bed and sat down next to me.

     `We'll have a drink first and then you can have a shower and wash your
hair in the bathroom through there,' he said, indicating another door
inside the bedroom. `It's not very big, but it's functional as you know.'
There was a knock at the door and Marcus got up and opened it to reveal
Colin.

     `Miss Tracey's things sir,' and just behind him was Alice with two
very large glasses of gin and some bottles of tonics on a tray.

     `Thank you both,' he said, taking the clothes from Colin and the tray
from Alice, pushing the door shut behind him with his foot. `Here,' he
said, dropping my clothes on the bed and offering me the tray. `I bet you
could do with this.'

     `Do I not!' I declared picking up a glass and taking one big swallow,
the gin burning my throat, but it was much better than the tap water I'd
been drinking over the past few days. `Aaah, that tastes bloody good,' I
said, splashing some tonic in the remains of my gin and drank that straight
down.

     `Have the other one as I think you need it more than I do,' Marcus
said, and I didn't hesitate to fill the glass with tonic this time and
drank that down too. `Now go and have that shower and get into bed. I'll go
and get some cream for your bum and see that all the lads are back on board
safely.'

     `Give the boys my thanks,' I said giving him a kiss, `and I'll have
something else for you later,' I grinned at him. He grinned back at me and
went out of the cabin as I went in to the small bathroom and into the
shower. What bliss to stand under the hot water even though it made my bum
sting. Then to have the sheer pleasure of washing my hair and attempting to
get the knots out of it. I must have been in there longer than I thought
for Marcus opened the cubicle door and told me to hurry up and finish as
they were waiting to take off and I mustn't be in there when they did. The
bed was okay to be in at take off but not the shower.

     I quickly finished and after hastily drying myself, went into the
bedroom and got into the bed.

     `Okay,' he said into the phone that was beside the bed, `she's out of
the shower and now in bed.' He grinned at me as he quickly took his clothes
off and got into bed with me as the plane began to vibrate as it moved off
to its designated runway for takeoff. I snuggled up to him and as I put my
arm round him and felt a bandage.

     `You've been wounded,' I cried, starting to sit up.

     `Lay down till we're airborne,' he said, pushing me back onto the
bed. `It's only a flesh wound that I got the first time at the villa.'

     `Tell me about it,' I said.

     `After we're airborne, I said. `Then we'll have something to eat and I
will tell you all that happened.'

     `Talking of something to eat has reminded me of something,' I said as
I disappeared under the covers to search out his cock which as soon as I
took hold of it, it began to rise up. Him and the plane must have been in
sinc, for they both rose up into the air together. As the plane tilted
upward, it made him roll closer and almost choked me as I had just taken
him into my mouth.

     What joy it was to have his tool back in my mouth and I sucked and
chewed on him till he came in great gouts of sperm. I was in heaven having
him there again and couldn't wait until he was there in another place
inside me. His face was all smiles as I emerged from the covers to kiss
him.

     `You've been saving that up,' I said between kisses, `as I've never
had that much out of you before.'

     `You're quite right there. I haven't touched myself once since we got
parted.'

     `Now tell me all about it,' I said, laying on his chest and tweaking
his ears.

     `After I've ordered dinner,' he said picking up the phone now that we
were in the air. `Alice. Two of your lovely steak dinners please and
another double round of drinks, thank you. Now, where shall I begin,' he
said, putting the phone down.

     `At the beginning where we were standing on the patio of the villa,' I
said.

     `Oh yes, well, wait a minute, I forgot something,' he said pushing me
off his front. `Roll onto your stomach,' he said as he threw back the bed
covers to reveal my bare, striped bum. `I got this cream for you.' He
opened the top and after dipping his finger in, smeared what he had there
over the weal's on my bum making me cry out for it stung.

     `This shouldn't be anything compared what you've already gone
through,' he said and then added the question. `Did they?'

     `Yes,' I said, burying my face into the pillow so he couldn't see my
tears. `Many times.'

     `Well I'm glad they're dead for your sake,' he said, finishing with
the cream and giving my bum a gentle pat.' I'll be very gentle with you
later.'

     `No!' I said quite harshly. `I want you to be as rough as they were,
and knowing it's you behind me, I won't worry but enjoy that fact that it's
you having me this time.' I was almost in tears again as I said this and I
wiped my nose on the pillowcase. `Now tell me what happened,' I asked as I
rolled onto my back and covered myself up. He was just about to start when
a knock came at the door and Alice came in with a loaded tray and I was
glad that I had covered myself up.

     Marcus sat up and took the tray from the smiling girl, thanking her
and setting the tray on his lap. I waited until she'd left the cabin before
sitting up myself.

     `I'm glad I was under the covers then,' I said. `What the hell was she
smiling at?'

     `She liked the fairy tale ending,' he grinned. `The knight in shining
armour rescuing his loved one from the clutches of the evil men. I told her
you were my wife and so she is happy for both of us.' Then I saw what was
on the tray.

     `Oh that looks delicious,' I said, taking a chip off one of the plates
and popping it in my mouth. `I've ravenous!' Then I took a plate and put it
on my lap and picked up the steak with my fingers and bit off a big piece
to chew.

     `Hey, there is a knife and fork you know,' he laughed.

     `Take too long,' I mumbled as I crammed some chips into my mouth as
well. `Besides, I've been eating like this for days now, but will you now
tell me what happened.'

     `Well the first shot that shattered the patio glass door was the one
that hit me in the arm. It knocked me over into the bushes and I fired back
but missed the man who came out for you. Another two men came out firing
their pistols, forcing me to move back in the bushes as we exchanged
shots. Then they split up and began to come at me from two sides making me
retreat, hoping that you were okay.

     It was when I was clear of the villa, I saw the two pull you out of
the pool, so I knew that you were okay but now I knew there were four of
them and would be ready for me if I tried to take them all on at once. So I
decided that I would have to get help to rescue you, and so made my way
back down to the coast and off to Athens.

     I had managed to staunch the flow of blood from my arm and got myself
patched up by a quack of a doctor who wanted to report the gunshot
wound. He didn't take too kindly to being told that I would shoot him if he
said a word to anyone. It took me some time to find our case officer and
told him what I wanted to do. He didn't like it and made contact with
Spencer and he didn't like it either, but agreed when he knew that it would
be a similar operation as that of in the Bahamas. It was him that organised
the aircraft we're now in.'

     `This is really great with a bedroom,' I said, refraining from licking
the plate clean.  `We should get one of these.'

     `I'll tell you more about this when I've finished the rest of the
story,' he said.

     `Sorry,' I said as I also finished off my drinks. `Can I have another
couple?' He laughed and pressed a bell push and I quickly snuggled down in
the bed before Alice came in to take away our plates and empty glasses.

     `My, you look as though you enjoyed that,' she said as she picked up
the tray.

     `Thank you very much, it was delicious,' I said, `but can we have
another round of drinks, two please.'

     `Certainly Mrs. Kane,' she said as she left the bedroom.

     `She's got a nice figure,' I said to Marcus, `or hadn't you noticed.'

     `I did notice it but I much prefer yours,' he smiled. I stayed under
the covers till the drinks came in as he continued with his story.

     `I phoned Charlie and told him that you'd been taken and being held in
the villa and that I needed the squad to come over to help me rescue you.'

     `How delicious,' I giggled, `all these men coming to save me.'

     `I was in constant touch with Spencer and he told me where the men
could board the aircraft and he'd cleared our arrival at this end so that
they could arrive with their weapons. They got on the aircraft from an
airfield in Wiltshire, this plane in fact, belonging to Lyon Airways, of
which I'll tell you more later.

     I was there to meet them, and the time waiting I must tell you almost
drove me into madness not really knowing what they would be doing to you in
that villa. My fears were correct, for I knew they would find out what was
underneath your dress, and take their advantage over you.'

     `They did too,' I said bitterly. `I was fucked at least four times a
day by each of them, and that's not counting having their cocks in my
mouth.'

     `Well you survived and they didn't, and I still love you in spite of
that. I would have been back sooner if I could.'

     `I know that darling, and that's what kept me sane, knowing you would
come back for me and see that they got their just desserts.'

     `Don't be so melodramatic. I think you've read too many Jane Austen
novels,' he said, chiding me.

     `A girl can dream, can't she,' I said coyly, curling myself up close
to him, enough to make him laugh.

     `Let me finish the story,' he said as my hand had begun to grope him
under the covers. Just by my hand touching him made him to begin to rise
up. It was soon erect and I gently began to massaged him as he
continued. `This time, we took care to properly reconnoitre the villa to
make sure that there were only the four guards and not more than I'd seen
previously before we moved in. I surmised that they would expect an attack
either at dawn or at nightfall...'

     `That they did,' I interrupted.

     `So I decided to hit them in the late morning...'

     `Which they didn't expect,' I put in again.

     `Quite, and so we hit them just after eleven. Five past to be precise,
when they would least expect us to attack.'

     `I know. You really caught them with their pants down, well one at
least,' I said, then suddenly realising what I had implied with that
remark, which, let's face it, was true. That big bastard was up inside,
fucking me when the attack started.

    `We hit a bedroom and the front door at the same time, only catching
one of the guards at this point before we got to the lounge. That's really
where the gunfight was and that was where Mark got his arm hit that broke
it and David hit in the thigh. Where Charlie broke his finger, I don't know
yet.

     But they had opened up with Uzi's and I'm glad that Charlie had
brought some along for us to be able to answer them with the same fire. We
managed to cut down two of the other guards in this exchange and then went
on to clear the other rooms.

     It was in one bedroom where we found Strutter and Wilson, the latter
cowering behind Strutter wielding a Uzi. It was obvious he hadn't ever
fired that kind of gun before, for his shots went high and wide and so he
got cut down. Wilson, trying to hide behind Strutter got caught in the same
burst and so they both got killed. Which I suppose has saved the British
taxpayer something by him not going for trial. In taking them alive, it
would have meant a court case to prosecute them, so I think we have done
right in that respect.

     That left one more that I knew of, and it was your answer to my shout
that told me he was in the bedroom with you. I couldn't do anything else
but toss in the grenade, I'm sorry darling, but I had to get him first
before I could get to you.'

     `I know that dearest, but if this ever happens again, make sure the
grenade bounces the opposite way and doesn't land right underneath me.


			      Chapter Eleven

       `Well I didn't know exactly where the bed was or you when I threw it
inside. I only had thought for getting the other one, the last one, inside,
knowing that you were still alive. I had to throw it in, you do understand
that?'

     `Yes darling, but it still hurt my eardrums went it went off.'

     `But you're alive and he is not. I was surprised he was still standing
when we went through the door. He tried to raise his gun as he was pulling
the trigger and the bullets were going everywhere, so I cut him down. I was
thankful that you were laying down on your front because Nobby followed me
in and saw the state of your backside as I did. I sent him out as quick as
I could to help the others while I got the keys to the handcuffs of the
dead one and set you free. I then covered you with a blanket and got some
water to bring you round and that's it.

     I kept you covered and carried you out to the car and onto the plane
and into this wonderful bed.'

     `I'm glad that you did and that you are my husband. Now in this
wonderful bed, make love to me please,' I asked as I rolled over and kissed
him. He kissed me back and I saw the twinkle in his eye as he produced, as
if from thin air, a condom.

     `I've been waiting nearly a week to use this, and I'll be careful of
your cuts and be gentle,' he said as I went up onto my knees.

     `No! I want you to be rough as you fuck me. I want to know it's you
and have you wipe out the memory of those other men. Come on!' I urged him
as he got behind me. `Ram it in and fuck me like the whore I've been these
last few days.'

     `You're not a whore!' he cried out as he pushed himself hard into me,
hard enough to make me gasp as I now remembered how big he was. `You're my
wife!' and I sobbed as he moved his way in and out of me as he fucked me,
that this man did really love me. It was glorious to have his strong hands
on my hips again and for me to feel his hard throbbing cock pulsate inside
as he pleased me. So much that I wished he could last forever as he moved
himself inside me, but, alas, he couldn't for after nearly a week's
abstinence, he came, far too soon for me and I thrilled as I felt his
engorged penis swell even greater as he did come and then cried when he
pulled out.

     `Did I hurt you darling?' he asked as he stroked my bare back.

     `No,' I said between sobs, `I've never been so happy.'

     `It's a funny way of showing it by crying,' he said as he kissed the
back of my neck before getting off the bed to dispose of the soiled
condom. I was lying on my back when he came back to the bed, my erection up
on my stomach. He quickly got on the bed and took me in his mouth and
sucked on me as I stroked the hair on his head until I came. Then we kissed
and shared my sperm as he got under the covers with me to kiss and cuddle
some more.

     `I love this bed and this plane. That reminds me! You were going to
tell me something about this plane,' I said, snuggling closer into his
arms, now safe and secure.

     `Yes I was, wasn't I. Well it appears that this airline, Lyons
Airways, was originally started by a female operative who used to work for
Frobisher, Spencer's predecessor. Francis Lyon was her name, and she bought
an island in the Bahamas. We saw it briefly when we were out there if you
remember. Well she bought this island and built an hotel there, but wasn't
happy by having guests being transported by boat every time. So she bought
a seaplane. This then led to buying jets and starting up an airline and
finished up with her own airfield out in Wiltshire. By having all the plans
and agreements pushed through, she promised that the airfield could be used
by our department for any clandestine forays that we didn't want to go
through the usual airports.

     So Spencer called upon this promise and, hey presto, one of the first
jet planes that Francis herself insisted on, having a bedroom as well for
her own convenience.'

     `Where's Francis now?' I asked, not having heard the name mentioned
before.

     `She died in a plane crash. She was only twenty six and had been
working for Frobisher for ten years. Her brother, Lord Gervaise he's known
as now, survived and carried on the many business enterprises that she had
started..'

     `How long ago was this?'

     `Back in the late sixties if my memory serves me right,' Marcus
replied.

     `Wow. To have a plane built back then with a bedroom aboard. She must
have been one fantastic woman.'

     `By all rights, she was. You know, she even did a spell at training
soldiers in un-armed combat in the field. There's even one hike they call
the Francis mile, which in actual fact is of twenty six miles which she
covered to take out an outpost during manoeuvres.'

     `Sounds like one hell of a woman.' (Ed. Note; If Tracey but knew. See
the story of Francis for the full account of her life.)

  At this point, the buzzer sounded on the phone by the bed which Marcus
answered.

     `Thank you Alice,' he said and put down the phone. `We land in about
thirty minutes,' he said to me.

     `We'd better get up and dressed. Oh shit! I've got nothing to wear!' I
said in despair to Marcus. He gave me a grin.

     `I've been thinking about that. Give me a couple of minutes,' he said,
getting up and quickly putting his clothes on. `Be back in a moment,' he
said, giving me a peck on the cheek before he left the bedroom. What the
hell's he doing, I thought. Rustling up more blankets to carry me out of
the plane in. I wasn't prepared for what he came back with. He entered the
bedroom and laid out on the bed a uniform similar to what Alice had been
wearing.

     `I thought you were of the same size, so I bought her spare outfit,
plus stockings and a blouse,' he said with a triumphant grin on his
face. `She's even got the same shoe size as you.'

     `Why didn't I think of that,' I cried as I saw this lovely trim pale
blue matching suit laying there at the foot of the bed. I quickly got out
of bed and fondled the stockings before shaking them out and pulling them
up my legs. I scratched through my own torn clothes till I found my
suspender belt and fixed this round my waist and then was able to clip the
stockings to it. As usual, I got an erection from just donning these female
garments and stood up so proud to be able to feel like half a woman at
least. Marcus had even had the thought to buy one of her bra's, and this I
put on and used my old torn stockings to pad them out.

     With the blouse and skirt on, I was just as good looking as Alice was
even without my make-up and looked even better with the matching
jacket. All I needed to do now was to brush or comb my hair, this latter
item I found in a complimentary bag in the bathroom. I then slipped on the
not exactly high heeled shoes, but they had enough lift to give a bit more
height and definitely more poise in my bearing.

     `How do I look?' I asked Marcus, turning round in the small space.

     `A damn sight better than Alice,' he smiled.

     `I knew you'd say that, and I love you for it,' I said as I smiled
back at him and gave him a kiss. `Let's go and show off to the boys,' I
added as I opened the door to the bedroom and went out into the main cabin.

     I was surprised but hadn't noticed it when I was carried on board, at
how spacious it seemed with only twenty seats, two sets of ten down either
side. Sergeant Feathers was sitting in an aisle seat in one of the rear
seats and gave a start when I touched his shoulder for he hadn't heard the
cabin door open.

     `How's the finger Charlie?' I asked of him.

     `It'll mend Tracey,' he said with a grin. He was the only one of the
squad who didn't use any titles with my name. At the sound of my voice,
several heads turned round in their seats and I got a couple of wolf
whistles which made me smile. In the seat in front of Charlie were Mark,
with his broken arm strapped up in a rough sling, sitting next to David
who'd taken a bullet in his thigh.

     `How are you two?' I asked.

     `Okay Mrs Kane considering. It's the second time I've had this arm
broken,' said Mark. `I must be jinxed with it.'

     `I'm fine Miss Tracey,' said David. `Bullet went straight through.'

     `Well I want to thank you, and the rest of you,' I said, turning to
face the whole squad who'd moved in their seats to look at me, `for coming
to my rescue.'

     `We've not lost a person yet since the Captain took over,' called out
Colin.

     `Nor left anybody behind,' added Donald in his gruff voice.

     `I must say you look downright pretty in that uniform Miss Tracy,'
said Dick, which was echoed by several of the others.

     `Thank you kind sir, and again, thank you all. When we get home, I
want you all to come to the apartment for a drink to celebrate a successful
operation.' There were cheers at this, but David spoke up.

     `Mark and I will have to take a rain check Miss Tracey. We've got to
stop off in Salisbury to be patched up.'

     `And give back the equipment we borrowed,' Mark put in.

     `They'll be seen by our friendly doctor in one of the camps,' Marcus
said to me. `They will go on with our guns to give them back as he said
while we then fly to Heathrow.'

     `Thank God for that,' I said. `I don't think I could have sat down for
that length of time in a car from, Wiltshire did you say?'

     `Yes. We'll only be stopping long enough to get rid of the guns and
these two invalids.'

     `Mr and Mrs Kane,' Alice said, coming up the aisle towards us. `Would
you take your seats please for we are now beginning to make our descent and
expect to land in ten minutes. My, Mrs Kane, you wear that uniform better
than I do.'

     `Thank you Alice,' I said, `and thank you for letting me be able to
leave the plane without being swathed in a blanket.' She then showed us to
two seats at the front where we sat down and buckled ourselves in, and as
she had said, landed ten minutes later.

     We didn't stay on the ground long as David was helped from the plane,
Mark able to get off himself while others passed over their guns and spare
ammunition and grenades. With shouts of farewells, the door was shut and we
were soon in the air again for the fifteen minute flight to Heathrow.

     Security had been alerted to our arrival and three cars met us on the
tarmac. I thanked Alice for the uniform again and said goodbye to her and
the flight crew before getting into the first car with Marcus. Because of
what we were, we were able to bypass customs and passport control and were
soon on the road into London and home.

     It was a noisy bunch of men that disembarked from the other two cars
and we made our way upstairs to our apartment. Marcus began handing out
beers as I poured myself a large gin and tonic.

     `Only the one,' he said, not having a drink himself. `We've got to go
and see Spencer.'

     `Can't we do that in the morning,' I complained, taking a big mouthful
of my drink.

     `No. He'll know we're here by now and expect to see us shortly for a
debriefing.'

     `What about the lads?' I asked, indicating the balance of the squad
scattered around the lounge drinking their beers.

     `They'll still be here when we get back, so finish that drink for the
car is still waiting for us.' So after gulping down my drink and telling
the boys not to wreck the lounge, left them drinking and went down to the
car with Marcus. Fifteen minutes later we were knocking at the door to
Spencer's office. At his call, we went in and were told to sit down.

     `Well I'm glad to see you back in one piece Tracey,' he said as he sat
down behind his desk, `and I must say you look good in that uniform. Is
everything all right with you?'

     `No,' Marcus said before I could speak. `She was whipped and beaten
and kept chained up the whole time.'

     `Oh dear,' said Spencer with a look of concern on his face and I might
say a slight trace of compassion. `But at least you are alive.'

     `Yes sir, and thank you for organising the rescue plane.'

     `We don't leave operatives out in the cold,' he said somewhat gruffly,
`so I'm glad you're back in one piece. Now give me your report Kane. The
written one will do later,' this being said to Marcus. So for forty five
minutes, Marcus told him the sequence of events and of the failure to take
Wilson alive. Spencer listened without interruption until Marcus had
finished and then he turned to me.

     `Apart from being whipped and beaten, were you sexually abused?'

     `Yes sir,' I said in a whisper, my head down.

     `I didn't think that Kane would mention that, so I'm glad that they
didn't survive. You know I don't condone your relationship with Marcus, but
I can't afford to lose him, or you either,' he added as a rider, and I
think that was as near to a compliment that I would ever get from him.

     `What about the carnage we left behind sir?' Marcus asked.

     `It's being taken care of by our man out there. The bodies will be
deep sixed and the place repaired. He reckons it will cost about six
thousand pounds to make it good again, but it's a damn sight cheaper than
bringing Wilson to trial. The owners won't be able to tell the difference
when they take the villa back over. Now get off for some well earned rest
and let me have your written report in the next couple of days.'

     `I think the old man is coming to like you,' Marcus said as we left
the building to the waiting car.

     `Be that as it may, he still could have asked us if we wanted a drink,
I'm gasping. So let's get home and hope there still some left.'

     He laughed and gave me a hug and we got into the car and went home to
find that there was a party in full swing. Even Kate was there, drinking
with Charlie and the others. She made to get up when we entered the lounge
but I waved her down seeing that she had as much right to enjoy the
homecoming of Charlie as the rest of us. Of course I went straight to the
drinks table and poured myself a large gin and tonic, more of the former
than the latter.

     `I'd have got that for you Miss Tracey,' said Jimmy Knowles.

     `Thanks Jimmy, but I wanted a strong one,' I said.

     `Well you've got that with the Captain,' he smirked.

     `Down boy, down,' I said with a laugh, patting his hand and drinking
half of the glass straight down.

     `We raided the fridge I'm afraid Miss Tracey,' Kate said. `The boys
were still hungry.'

     `That's all right as long as there's still something there for
breakfast. Well boys,' I announced, turning to survey the rest of the
squad. `Here's to you,' I said raising my glass in a toast, `I couldn't
have wished for a better cohort to come to my rescue.'

     `Cheers,' came the collective response from them all.

     So the party went on till the early hours of the morning and I was by
then, rather tired and at least half drunk when I said to Marcus that I
wanted to go to bed.

     `Good idea,' he said and turned to the others to say that we were
going to bed and they could stay or go as they wished. There were spare
beds if needed as long as they stayed out of ours. It was with a drunken
chorus of goodnights that we left them to finish off as, arm in arm, Marcus
and I went into our bedroom.

     `They'll drink themselves silly,' I said as I took off my jacket and
kicked off my shoes, staggering slightly before the second one came off my
foot.

     `They deserve it,' he answered. `It's not every day they get to rescue
a damsel in distress.'

     `You've got as much blarney as Mick Flanagan,' I said as I took off my
blouse and then dropped my skirt to the floor. Marcus stopped me from
taking off my bra.

     `Stay like that,' he said hoarsely and I knew that he wanted me whilst
wearing the underwear. He was then struggling to get his belt undone and so
I went to help him. I knelt down before him and got his thick erection out
of his trousers and after gazing at his throbbing member in my hand for a
moment or two, took him into my mouth. He was hot and it pulsated within as
I gently teased him with my teeth and tongue as he gave out a series of
groans.

     `Enough, enough Tracey. Let's not waste it this way,' and I couldn't
agree more as I quickly let him go free and helped him off with his clothes
till he was naked with his organ pulsating out in front of him. I then
unwrapped a rubber and rolled it down over his erection before turning
round and getting onto my knees on the bed. My bed! Our bed! How I had
longed for this moment whilst being held captive, of being back in our
bedroom with my husband behind me.

     `My poor sweet,' Marcus crooned as he gently stroked my scarred
backside and then I felt him kiss each cheek before I felt his cock nestle
up against the hole it was seeking.

     `Oh Marcus,' I cried out as pushed forward and entered me. `I love you
so much,' as his length slid in, stretching me to fit around his throbbing
cock and gave me the pleasure of being fulfilled once again by my darling
husband. So with great joy, I cried at his reaming me and as he came, I
gave out a cry and slowly moved forward onto the bed to take his whole
weight on my back and let him ride me more so that I could come onto the
sheets beneath me. How nice it was to have his body fully stretched out on
top of me again and I couldn't help but wiggle around to help him adjust
himself inside me as I came on the sheets.

     We lay enjoined like this for several minutes before came the dreaded
withdrawal that made me cry out as usual when I felt the loss of his body
inside me. I then quickly pulled off the condom to suck on him for another
five minutes or so as I felt it start to deflate inside my mouth. Throwing
the rubber to one side, I went up into his arms to be kissed and cuddled
and was told once more how much Marcus loved me as I loved him.

     So I nestled myself into the strong arms of the man I loved as we
settled down to sleep and I hoped that we would never be parted again.

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