Second That Emotion
by Latikia
Copyright © 2006
Chapter 23
The darkness, my darkness, sat across from me. We were perched on backless three legged stools, each of us on opposite sides of a small round table. The darkness was closely examining the positions and faces of the chess pieces that were spread out all over the bare table top.
“Wouldn’t this be easier if we used a board?” I asked.
‘Where’s the fun in that? Eight by eight…pfahh! It’s far too limiting.’
“Alright, whose move is it then?”
He looked up at me and grinned, flames licked out from between his ebon lips and teeth.
‘Now that is a damn good question. But I have a better one: Shouldn’t it ALWAYS be our turn?’
I glanced down at the pieces he was examining so closely. Small little figurines…there was Dr. Wills and Mr. Jones on one side…off on the opposite side were Colonel DeBerg and Captain Rossi. And there in the middle, Izzy and me, Peggy and Lilly; all four of us side by side and hand in hand…surrounded by a dozen blood red pieces whose faces were nothing more than featureless masks.
“Yes, it should always be our turn.”
I opened my eyes and for the first time in quite a while was not staring into bright light. I was nice and warm though. I glanced down and saw that I was still buried beneath a small pyramid of female flesh. Sometime during the night though they had all stripped down to skin, climbed back in bed with me and pulled the comforter up over us. No wonder I was so warm.
Unfortunately, my bladder was killing me. I hated to disturb them, but somebody, well, a couple of somebody’s, were going to have to move.
I grinned, thinking evil thoughts for a moment; linked with my three sweeties and hit all of them with a blast of my love and lust at the same time.
“Oh…baby, yesssss!” Izzy squeaked.
“Shit, shit, shit…eeeeeehh!” Lilly squealed.
“Do me Daddy, do me!” Peggy growled low and fierce and shook all over. She slipped off my chest and landed on top of Izzy, who was doing a bit of shaking herself.
In the mean time I was trying to sit up so I could get out of bed and to a toilet before I started spraying everything in sight. The whole thing probably would have been hilarious if only I hadn’t had to piss so badly.
The needles and tubes in my arms were holding me back, so once again I pulled them out. I climbed over Lilly’s quivering body and started looking around. Big bedroom should have a bathroom…where was the fucking door? There were three doors. I knew which one was for leaving, I’d seen people use that one, so that wasn’t it. One down two to go.
Hell, fifty-fifty chance. I grabbed the door on the left. Bingo! Nice big bathroom, big old claw-foot tub, modern shower stall and a toilet.
I think I stood in front of that thing for two minutes and pissed like a thoroughbred.
“Christ, how much fluid did they put into me?” I wondered aloud.
“Quite a lot, from the sound of things.” Izzy said.
She walked up behind me and pressed her silky smooth naked skin against my back, wrapped her arms around my waist and gave my dick a friendly good morning pat.
I finished up, leaned down and flushed the bowl, then turned around within her arms and hugged her to me, pulling her close and kissing her hard.
I reached down and squeezed one firm butt cheek in my hand. Izzy giggled into my mouth.
I linked with her and gave her a hotly burning ember for her ring. Her giggle turned into a prolonged moan as she ground her pussy against my thigh as if she were riding a bucking bronco at a rodeo.
I kept my grip on her ass and my other arm around her back and shoulders, holding her close until her orgasm faded and she sagged against me.
“Goddamn I love when you do that.” she grinned at me.
“Baby, I just love doing that for you.” I grinned back.
“I wanna cum too!”
Izzy and I turned and there in the bathroom door stood Peggy, with Lilly right behind her. Both were stark naked, blushing and watching me and my sister cuddle in front of the toilet.
Can you say ‘awkward situatition’?
I admit it…I was a lost cause. I couldn’t think of a single intelligent thing to say. So I stood there, with my hand clamped on my sister’s naked ass and looked stupid.
Izzy started laughing. I thought she’d lost it. I could easily understand if she had. I mean, she couldn’t have picked a better time for it.
But then Peggy and Lilly started laughing too. All three of them were laughing so hard tears were streaming from their eyes. Izzy buried her face against my chest and hugged me.
I worked on perfecting my stupid look. I think I was really getting the hang of it when Izzy finally stopped laughing and took pity on me.
“You know what, little brother? For someone who’s so smart, you can really be a dummy sometimes.”
I looked down at her and scowled.
‘You’ve been had, chump. They set you up. Think about it…the three of them not knowing each other until two days ago, but all of them naked and in bed with you this morning?’
“I told the others, and now I’m telling you…shut the fuck up and keep quiet.”
‘Touchy aren’t you? Well, let me tell you something…’ I smacked him with a blast of the love I was feeling for my girls.
I smiled down at Izzy, pulled her up and kissed her passionately, my tongue snaking around in her mouth, teasing and tormenting her tongue. I eased my right middle finger between the lips of her pussy and into her tight opening. Then I let her have the full force of my love and lust.
Izzy screamed briefly, shivered all over and collapsed in my arms. I lifted her up and eased her gently into the bathtub.
I turned to Peggy and Lilly, who had stopped laughing and were staring at me with open amazement.
“Who’s next?” I grinned.
“Me! Oh, please, do me!” Peggy was hopping up and down and waving one arm in the air. How could you not love this adorable little pixy?
“Hmmm…okay, I chose…you!” I said pointing my finger and touching her on the nose.
“Yes, yes, YES!” and without a running start leaped up into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist.
“You do know I’m not your daddy, right?” I asked her quietly.
“I know…for one thing I’m older than you. But I just like the idea of you being my daddy. And it’s really kinky too.” she giggled.
“I’m very proud of you, Peggy. You’ve come a long way in a very short time.”
I pressed my lips against hers, softly, gently, sweetly. She responded with fire and passion, urgently demanding her release.
I ran my hands over her back and small bottom, running the fingers of one hand between her butt cheeks, over the taut ring of her anus and up between her nether lips.
She ground her hips against my belly so I could feel the heat and dampness between her legs.
I pulled my lips from hers and smiled at her. “You naughty little girl.”
I cupped my hand over her pubic mound and pressed one finger hard against her erect little button and gave her the full force of my love and lust.
Peggy turned into a wild cat, clawing at my back and biting into my shoulder, thrashing and flailing around like I’d hooked her up to high voltage. She shrieked loudly and went limp.
I carried her to the tub and lay her next to Izzy. And then there was one.
Turning to Lilly I marveled at how calm she’d remained.
“As I recall, before I went away we were talking about you and me and a shower.”
Lilly smiled sweetly and nodded.
“Okay. Tell you what…you get the water started while I put these two sleeping beauties to bed.”
Lilly nodded again and moved towards the shower stall. I picked up Peggy and carried her out to the bed, pulled back the sheets and laid her down. I went back and brought Izzy out and lay her down next to Peggy and covered them up. Peggy rolled over and snuggled up to my sister, her head on Izzy’s breast.
I went back to the bathroom and closed the door. Steam was rising from the stall. I opened the door and stepped inside, pulling the door closed behind me and moving under the water. Lilly was swaying beneath the shower head, letting the falling streams of hot water massage and caress her soft slick skin. I stepped close and pulled her to me, her hard nipples digging into my stomach. I slid down slowly to my knees and kissed her lips. She smiled and hugged my head to her breasts, so I licked the water that cascaded over the falls of her hard pink nipples and nibbled at the soft swellings below them, so firm and ripe.
I ran my hands along the backs of her legs, up over her ass and along her waist and sides, then down again sliding my fingers briefly between the cheeks of her ass, teasing and tickling the puffy outer and fluttering inner lips.
Lilly moaned and groaned and pulled me closer.
“Sweetie, I wish I could make love to you, but I don’t think I’d survive. So I hope this will hold you for now.”
I bit down hard on her nipple and she groaned deep and low in her throat. Putting my index and middle finger together I slipped them into her slick, tight tunnel and began twisting, thrusting and pulling. Lilly spread her legs wider and tried to impale herself on the fingers of my hand.
I linked and fed her my love and desire.
Lilly moaned softly and her whole body shook. And shook and shook and shook. Her hips jerked spastically and she fell over my shoulder.
I stood up and rinsed us both off, turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. I dried her, wrapped her hair in a towel then carried her out to the bed, pulled back the covers and laid her next to Izzy and covered them all up. I went back and dried my self off.
I came out of the bathroom and checked the remaining door and discovered a large walk-in closet. It was mostly empty, but there sure was a lot of room in there. One of the few things hanging inside was a very long dark terrycloth robe. I put it on and belted around me.
I took one more look at the three young women in the bed, turned and left the room.
Out side the door I stopped and listened for the sounds of other people. I heard some slight movement ahead and to the left, so that’s where I went.
It was a large old house, with several empty rooms full of drop cloth covered furniture along the hallway on the first floor. At the end of the hall there was a narrow staircase leading to the upstairs. I passed it by and continued on into a big open living room with a massive fireplace and large windows that let in the bright morning light.
The sounds of people talking were still coming from the left, so I padded off in my bare feet towards it.
The kitchen was huge and that’s where everyone was, moving around a big old table and getting breakfast ready.
I stood quietly in the doorway, taking stock of them.
The woman who’d taken my vital signs seemed to be in charge. She directed the two men who’d brought me in from the van as they cooked and prepared the food, made coffee and set places at the table. She was speaking softly to them and I could only make out a few words.
“…keep him happy…few days…Congressman…decides what…do…”
I leaned against the frame of the door and sighed slightly.
“Could you spare a dying man a cup of coffee?” I asked.
All three jumped at the sound of my voice. Both men were reaching for hidden weapons when they saw me and stopped, their eyes flashing all around looking for threats.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you.”
“Damn, you sure do move quietly for a big fella.” The older of the two said.
“What are you doing out of bed?” the woman said, having gotten over her initial fright.
“I had to go to the toilet. Besides, lying in bed doing nothing makes me antsy.”
She approached me cautiously and took my wrist in her hand and felt for my pulse. She was fairly tall for a woman nearly six feet tall. Her dark brown hair was shot thru with streaks of gray, but was still very stylish. Probably in her mid forties, her figure was trim and neat and her clothes were more of the functional variety rather than an attempt at high fashion. All in all, very attractive.
“How do your ribs feel?” she asked.
“They hurt, but nothing I can’t live with.”
“No trouble breathing? No coughing, no bloody phlegm?”
“Nope. My legs are a little stiff and my shoulders are a bit sore, but other than that I’m okay.”
She dropped my wrist and stepped back.
“You are one durable son of a bitch, Mr. Blacktower.” She said and poured two cups of coffee. She handed me one and kept the other for herself. “The last time I saw you were hardly lying in bed doing nothing.”
“Only cuddling and getting reacquainted, Doctor. We saved the fun stuff for this morning. They’re resting right now…they’ll be down in a little while.”
The woman looked at me, a smirk on her lips. “There’s no way any man, even one as young and energetic as you, could manage that for three women.”
I smiled slightly. “You are absolutely correct, Doctor, and certainly not in my current condition. I cheat.”
The two men laughed and continued with their work.
The woman held out her hand. “I’m Evelyn Rathbourne, Dr. Wills’ personal physician. He asked me to take care of you for a few days.”
“Nice to meet you Doctor. I appreciate all the effort you folks have gone to on our behalf, so I hope you won’t take my next question the wrong way, but why should I trust three people I don’t know with the safety of my girls and myself? More importantly…I’d appreciate it if you could give me three reasons why I shouldn’t kill you all right now?” I asked and sipped my coffee.
Dr. Rathbourne’s face went very nearly as pale as my own complexion. The two men tensed up and looked like they were on the verge of drawing their weapons.
“Ike, stop scaring the nice people.” Izzy chided me as she, Lilly and Peggy came trooping in. Each in turn marched behind me and gave me a kiss on the cheek and sat down around the table. They at least had gotten dressed, each one wearing the clothes they’d had on when we’d left to go sightseeing on Saturday. Izzy and Lilly had pulled their hair back into pony-tails, and even Peggy’s spiky mane looked as if she’d made an attempt at some form of hair management.
Izzy stopped next to Dr. Rathbourne and stage whispered to her, “Don’t mind him, he’s a big teddy bear.”
“Polar bear.” I reminded her. “Ladies, you look ravishing this morning.” I beamed at them.
“Don’t change the subject…why are you being so mean?”
“I’m not being mean. I think I have a valid point to make here. Do you know any of these people? How do you know we can or should trust them? I sure don’t know them and see no reason why I should trust them. Considering everything that’s happened I’m choosing to err on the side of caution.”
Lilly looked over at Dr. Rathbourne. “I think Ike’s right.” She turned to me and sipped her coffee. “Go ahead and kill them.”
“LILLY!” Peggy squeaked. She turned to me, a pleading, sad puppy look on her pretty face. “Couldn’t you just orgasm them and make ‘em pass out, like you did us?”
Izzy and Lilly started laughing and before long Peggy joined in. I sat there eyeing the good doctor and her burly short order cooks.
“If you three think for one moment I’m going to do anything to these men even remotely similar to what I did for you girls, you are sadly mistaken.”
Lilly grinned like a Cheshire cat. “Spoilsport!”
Izzy got serious for a moment. “Do you really think they could be dangerous, baby?”
I nodded, never taking my eyes off the three. “Did you recognize anyone who brought you three here?” I asked her.
“No…I don’t think I know what any of your CIA people look like.”
“Lilly, Peggy, you’ve seen the men in the dark suits who’ve come to visit me. Have you seen any of them in the past couple of days?”
Both Lilly and Peggy stopped laughing and looked thoughtful. “No, I haven’t.” Lilly said. “Me either.” was Peggy’s subdued response.
“So, you see Doctor…we have a dilemma of sorts. Now you’re probably going to offer to show me credentials and badges.” The good doctor nodded. “Don’t bother. I wouldn’t recognize valid credentials if they jumped up and bit me. No, the real question we have facing us right now is, who do you know?”
I raised my eyes to the two men standing with their backs to the kitchen counters.
“Gentlemen, please remove your weapons and set them here in the center of the table. If you refuse or haven’t done as I ask in fifteen seconds, I will kill you.” I started counting and both of their government issue Berettas were twirling in front of me by the time I got to seven. I confess to being a little surprised that they didn’t simply try to shoot me.
“Thank you…now, if you’d be so kind as to take a seat at the table. Girls, would you excuse us and go upstairs and pack your things? Quickly, please. We’ll get breakfast on our way back into D.C.”
“Ike, we didn’t bring anything but the clothes on our backs.” Izzy said.
I pondered this for a moment or two. It fit what I was thinking far too well.
“Alright then, why don’t the three of you go back to the room we were in and make sure you didn’t leave anything? I want to have a little private chat with our new friends.”
Izzy, Lilly and Peggy got up and dashed out of the kitchen.
The two men took seats next to Dr. Rathbourne.
“So, you are Dr. Wills’ personal physician?” She nodded her agreement. “Describe Mr. Jones for me.”
Her blank expression was all the confirmation I needed.
I leaned back in my chair. I linked with all three and blasted them with pain, agony, burning rage and impending death. All three screamed loudly, fell out of their chairs and flailed about on the floor. I let them scream while I got up, went over to the butcher’s block and started removing and examining the knives. I have a special preference for one specific type of blade. When I found the one I wanted, I walked back to the trio on the floor and knelt down next to the woman.
I cut the link and waited for her breathing to return to something approaching normal, before speaking.
“I don’t know who this Congressman is that you work for, but you will tell me. And you’ll tell me everything I want to know in exacting and intimate detail…or I’ll make what you just experienced seem like a weekend picnic. Do you understand me, Doctor?”
Her mouth moved but I couldn’t hear any words.
I re-linked and added being hit by a car over and over again to the mix. While they screamed, I went thru their pockets, collecting keys, wallets, coins and tiny balls of lint. Dumping their things on the table with the pistols I began looking thru the wallets for cash and ID.
The money I put into one pile, the ID’s and credit cards I put into another. They had, between them, a combined monetary value of just over one hundred and forty two dollars and change. Not much to show for this kind of work.
I saw Izzy and the girls standing in the kitchen doorway. I cut the link and the trio quieted down. I gathered up the money, keys and one pistol and took them to Izzy.
“Honey, you and the girls take this stuff outside; see if the keys fit any cars or trucks okay? And stay out there. You don’t need to see or hear what’s going to happen.”
“Is this going to be like with the men in the van outside our house?” she asked me.
“Yes, I’m afraid so.”
“Do you have to kill them?”
I thought about that for a moment.
“No, I don’t have to. You want them left alive?”
“Please?” I hugged and kissed her.
“Okay. Now, go check for something to drive. We’re going to have to leave soon.”
I waited till they’d left and then went back to the three on the floor.
“I love my sister more than anything in the world, but she doesn’t understand the game you folks are playing. I do. So don’t think you’re getting off easy because of her delicate sensibilities. I can turn your brains to jelly and still leave you alive. Now…who wants to talk first?”
I stepped out onto the front porch and shut the door behind me. It was a lovely morning, bright and sunny. Not good for me, because I didn’t have any sun blocker with me, so I was going to have to be very careful not to get burned. Izzy came running up.
“There are two cars and the keys you gave us fit them both.”
“Good. We have to get the hell away from here fast. We’re in deep trouble right now.”
“What happened? I thought the CIA was taking care of things.”
I nodded. “I thought so too. But it would appear that all of us were intercepted. Someone did a ‘snatch and grab’, outsmarting the folks who were supposed to be protecting us.”
“What do we do now?”
I frowned. “We run and hide. I’ll try and get in touch with Dr. Wills and find out what went wrong. And then I’m going hunting.”
Lilly and Peggy came charging up.
“There’s a car coming this way!” Lilly said, breathing hard.
I started getting angry.
“You three go get in one of the cars and start the engine. Stay there and be ready to leave. I want to see who’s in the car that’s coming.”
Izzy offered me the pistol she was holding. I pulled the second one from the pocket of the robe I was wearing.
“You keep that one, my sweet. Look after Lilly and Peggy till I’m done here.”
“Be careful, little brother.”
“Always.”
They ran off around the side of the house. I sat down on the porch steps and waited. I heard the sound of a car starting, and the wheels of another rolling up the dirt drive, coming to a stop in front of me. All the doors opened and four well dressed men got out and looked at me.
“Good morning. I don’t believe I know any of you gentlemen.”
I released the safeties on the Beretta and linked with all four men.
“Where is Dr. Rathbourne?” the man who’d been driving asked.
“She’s in the kitchen with her two chefs.”
“And the three women?”
“They’re safe.”
“You’re Ike Blacktower?”
“Yep. Who are you fellas?”
“FBI special agents.” I could feel the deception from all of them.
‘Stop fuckin’ around and kill them.’
All four flinched.
I smiled. “You aren’t FBI, are you?”
“Take him down!” the driver said. The man next to him pulled out a taser and aimed it at me. I put a bullet in his heart and he dropped.
“Anybody want to tell me who sent you?” I asked conversationally.
The three remaining reached for their guns. Three more shots, one in the heart for the driver, two in the face for the men behind the car.
I stood up, walked down the porch steps and around the side of the house. I put the pistol back in the robe pocket and got into the open car door.
Lilly was behind the wheel, Izzy was riding shotgun. I sat in the back with Peggy.
“Okay, we can go now.”
“Where to?” Lilly asked.
“I think, since we’re already in
“Right, drive until we find some people, then ask for directions.” she said.
I grinned at her reflection in the rear view mirror. She threw the shift into reverse and we backed out past the car surrounded by bodies of men in dark suits. Lilly put the car in drive and we took off down the road.