Colter's Revenge (4 page)

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Chapter Two

Ashley couldn’t stop her trembling even when she spotted guest cabin 23 nestled beneath a team of weeping willow trees. The white saltbox-style wooden cottage with burgundy shutters and white picket fence looked utterly adorable. White French lace curtains adorned the numerous windows and she gratefully slid the electronic key into the slot in the door. A beep zipped through the air and the door opened. To her surprise, she discovered her suitcase and her bodyguard’s duffel bag had already been delivered. They sat just inside the door of the luscious Pleasure Palace two-bedroom cabin they’d given her and her bodyguard for their stay.

Thankfully she was alone. At least for a few minutes.

She didn’t think she could deal with her bodyguard right then. Especially at the sympathetic way he’d been looking at Reena. Ashley had wasted no time in writing a note and telling him to go back for her and pretend that Ashley wanted the pleasure slave for herself over the course of the next few days.

It was a shame that the general had done so many horrid things to her bodyguard Mike just to ensure he wouldn’t be attracted to her. Despite that fact though, the general didn’t realize Mike still found immense pleasure in pleasing women, Ashley included. In the end, what the general hadn’t known hadn’t hurt him. Now that she was alone she could concentrate on herself. Concentrate on the familiar sexual hum racking her body. The intense lusty cravings she had to live with on a daily basis compliments of being infected by one of the mutations of Blakely’s Xvirus, the virus of which she was there to obtain the cure for. She hadn’t expected Colter Outlaw to be here. Hadn’t expected to ever see him again. Especially since their last sex-fest together had been under such false pretenses. He’d been the one man whom she’d dared allow herself to fall in love with. The one man she’d allowed herself to trust. The one man who’d ultimately betrayed her. Ashley blew out a confused breath.

So if he’d betrayed her, then why was she reacting like this toward him? Why did her breasts feel so tight beneath her dress? Why were her panties soaked?

It had to be the X-virus kicking in. She was due for her medication soon. Thankfully the mutated version she’d contracted didn’t make her pass out or kill her if she didn’t take her medication on time. This mutated version of the virus allowed her some leeway. The virus made her horny. Horny and, despite not wanting to, she occasionally became submissive to men, especially when under stress. But she definitely had to take the medication within a certain timeframe or the virus would begin to attack her brain, altering signals and eventually making her a permanent sexual submissive. 20

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And that’s one thing she’d never allow.

A quick survey of the small main room gave her a feeling of warmth, which edged away a little bit of her tension. The walls were painted a plain peach. Light golden brown wooden beams laced the ceiling and a large sofa sat against one wall. She noted some eight by ten black and white photos hanging on the walls, pictures of several men and a woman in naughty ménage poses.

Explicit poses that made her suddenly feel too hot as visions of her ménage à trois with Blade and Colter suddenly sprang to mind.

Oh dear. She’d better find her vibrator and she’d better do it quick. Blowing out a quick breath, she grabbed her suitcase and entered the bedroom. It was similarly decorated as the other room except with a huge king-size bed and a cabinet against one wall. Flinging the suitcase onto the bed, her thoughts immediately strayed to the erotic way Colter had looked at her in the foyer. So much pent-up passion waiting to be unleashed. So much lust raging in his eyes. Lust she knew all too well. Lust she’d never been able to forget.

But there was something different about him now. No trace of the laughter or gentleness she remembered. That sexy five o’clock soldier shadow he’d worn on his handsome face was gone in favor of a hot, clean, business look. Her pussy quivered and creamed harder as she remembered how wide and muscular his shoulders had felt beneath her searching fingertips all those years ago. How hard and powerful his thighs had felt against her soft flesh as he’d slammed his hips against hers, fucking her, thrusting his gorgeously long cock into her over and over again.

God! She couldn’t go out there meeting Colter for drinks and tell him his identity was safe with her with her pussy all sopping wet and bothered. She needed relief, for heaven’s sake. Relief first, and then later, to take the lusty edge off, she would take some medication. Then she’d be okay to meet with him. She hoped. She unzipped her suitcase and her trembling fingertips fell upon her makeup bag. A warm, fuzzy feeling slammed into her as she opened it and touched the long, slender plastic item she used on a daily basis to bring herself relief. A nice, hot shower would be the perfect atmosphere to shake off her lust and to fantasize about what life could have been like with Colter Outlaw.

* * * * *

From the window of the quaint cottage Colter had managed to get himself assigned to he watched anxiously as Ashley’s big bodyguard walked the beautiful pleasure slave named Reena past his building toward Ashley’s little cottage with the white picket fence.

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“She’s a gorgeous creature,” Blade whispered from beside him. “I wouldn’t mind being alone with her for a few months. I could probably teach her a few new tricks she hasn’t been taught yet.”

“Just make sure the bodyguard disappears. He can ID me,” Colter said to the S.K.U.L.L. member. Blade was an excellent gynecologist and had always been a solid, dependable backup. His devilish good looks, wavy blond hair and chocolate-colored eyes, however, were a detriment. His looks got him too much attention and that’s why S.K.U.L.L. usually made him work behind the scenes, never giving him the juicy assignments he craved, such as the one Colter had just been given.

“Who is that guy anyway? He looks familiar. Like I’ve seen him somewhere before.”

“Let’s just get him out of the way, shall we?” Although Blade had only seen the bodyguard once and at a distance, he’d figure out soon enough why the man looked familiar. And when he did, all hell would break loose.

“Okay, but the slave will have to disappear too. Can’t leave behind any witnesses saying the man you wanted removed was actually kidnapped,” Blade whispered, a wide grin on his face.

Colter knew that once the S.K.U.L.L. team members had her in their possession they would probably see if the pleasure slave would be receptive to them. They wouldn’t force her, but they wouldn’t leave her in peace either.

“Just make sure the boys don’t harm her. She’s too young to be in a place like this.”

“She’s a pleasure slave, Colter. She probably doesn’t even remember her life before being one. If her training was effective, she probably needs sex on a continuous basis just to keep herself from going mad. And if she’s with the Resistance as rumored, then she’s probably forgotten about them too. But we can try to debrief her and see what we can come up with. So what about this Cheri Blakely chick? Have you got any info on the cure she’s selling?”

Irritation nibbled at him and he couldn’t stop himself from snapping at his friend,

“What’s with all these questions? I just got here, Blade. We haven’t discussed it yet.”

“Hey, man. Take it easy, bro. You’ll get the cure, don’t sweat it.” He nodded out the window. “Looks like S.K.U.L.L. is on the move.”

Colter watched as a small band of men dressed in camouflage fatigues laden with deadly assault weapons quickly and quietly emerged from the clumps of nearby bushes behind Ashley’s bodyguard and the pleasure slave. The slave’s head lifted as she detected they had company. Her eyes widened at the men bearing down on her and the bodyguard. The ball gag in her mouth prevented her from crying out in alarm. Before the bodyguard knew what had happened, he was unconscious and being dragged back into the bushes. The pleasure slave kicked and punched fruitlessly as one of the team members hoisted her tiny frame over his wide shoulders and disappeared into the pristine wilderness.

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“I’ll report back to Bev that you’ve made contact,” Blade said as he headed for the door. “And I’ll check back with you at our scheduled time.”

“Sure thing.”

With his heart hammering violently against his chest, Colter followed him outside. He watched him disappear into the nearby woods where Blade would keep an eye out to make sure Cheri didn’t leave the compound without him knowing about it. When he was sure Blade wouldn’t see him, he headed toward Ashley’s secluded cabin. It wouldn’t be too long before she discovered she’d just lost her bodyguard and inherited a heap of revenge from an old lover.

* * * * *

The hard spray of hot water pulsed wonderfully against Ashley’s aching breasts. Needles poked and sliced into her flesh and she smiled at the way her nipples reddened and elongated. Her pussy heated as she sank the thin, long, waterproof vibrator deep inside her vagina. Sensual vibrations ripped through her. She cried out at the violent impact.

Oh yes! Horny was an understatement. She was so aroused she couldn’t stop the shudders of pleasure from washing over her in a gush of maddening waves. She enjoyed the way her wet vagina clenched the long, thin intrusion. Loved the way her hips gyrated as if with a mind of their own. The erotic tremors sliced wonderfully into her engorged flesh, making her moan and mewl into the steamy shower. Lodging the vibrator deep inside her pussy, she allowed the clitoral seducer free rein. It slid and bit and licked.

Oh yes!

Sucked and breathed and heated.

Oh my!

She could almost imagine Colter’s presence there with her. His big hands holding her hips steady as he pushed her against the wall. His fingers sliding over her inflamed clitoris. Rubbing her there. Rubbing her hard.

Another climax washed over Ashley and she cried out Colter’s name, wishing him there. Wishing him to step inside the stall. To have his broad shoulders beneath her eager hands, her fingertips moving over his pierced nipples, grabbing tightly onto his nipple rings, holding him captive as he thrust that big, massive cock of his into her tight channel.

From the corner of her eye she thought she detected a shadowy movement on the other side of the frosted glass enclosure, but she didn’t care. She was too far-gone enjoying her Colter fantasy to care that her bodyguard had returned with Reena the slave.

They’d hear her masturbating. She didn’t care. She had to do it on a constant basis anyway, compliments of the X-virus.

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Each stroke of the vibrator filled her, but not full enough. The state-of-the-art piece of machinery the general had given her had never been able to totally fulfill her X-virusinduced lust. Nothing had. Only Colter. And Blade.

The two of them holding her. Making her suck their cocks. Stretching her arms up over her head and tying her, making sure she couldn’t run away while they did naughty things to her. Things she’d loved.

When the second climax finally ebbed away, she sighed and shut off the vibrator. Her climaxes had barely taken the edge off.

The only thing that would permanently get rid of this constant lust was getting that cure Cheri was toting around. And only then could she start living life like a normal woman.

* * * * *

Colter quietly closed the door behind him, thankfully escaping the overheated bathroom.

Whew! If that frosted glass hadn’t been there, he would have stepped right into the shower and taken her right then and there. The sensual outline of her shadow and the erotic sounds of her mewling and moaning had just about made him lose his wellplanned control. And the sultry, desperate way she’d screamed out his name had made his legs buckle. He’d been lucky the toilet seat hadn’t been up when he’d sat down. Oh man! His revenge plan might not be as easy as he’d thought.

* * * * *

Ashley didn’t know how long she’d slept or what alerted her to the feeling someone was lurking around in her room. After masturbating in the shower and discovering her bodyguard and Reena hadn’t returned, she’d felt so tired from the day’s travels and the tension of getting through all those security checkpoints along the freeways that she’d drawn the drapes in her bedroom, set the alarm and promptly fallen asleep. But now as she sifted through the layers of sleep, alarm bells were ringing inside her head.

The strong scent of man drifted beneath her nostrils, making her very aware of who he just might be. Before she could so much as open her eyes, a strong, hard hand clamped over her mouth. At the same instant, one of her wrists and then the other were quickly held captive.

Fear crushed her and she screamed into the intruder’s hand, struggling against the tight embrace.

“Shh, Starry Eyes. It’s just me,” Colter whispered against her ear. His face was so near she could feel the stubble of his shadow brush against her cheek. She found herself 24

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remembering he had to shave twice a day because his hair grew so quickly. God! She’d forgotten that fact over the years.

She stopped struggling. Past experience had shown her trying to escape his hot hold was useless.

“I’m going to lift my hand off your mouth so we can talk. Don’t scream or you’ll suffer the consequences, is that clear?”

She nodded against his hand.

The moment her mouth was free she parted her lips in order to alert her bodyguard, but Colter was quicker.

His hot mouth slammed over hers in one scorching motion. The brutal fierceness of his sensual attack ripped the breath clean from her lungs and shattered her control. Heated sensations rocked her. His strong, hot tongue invaded her mouth, sending erotic shivers straight through her right down to her toes. Somewhere at the back of her mind she noted an odd softness melting around her neck followed by a quick snapping noise. Before she could register what that sound could be, Colter broke the scorching kiss and pulled away. The delicate sound of something tinkling crushed her passion. Opening her eyes, Ashley cursed loudly when she discovered he’d snapped a collar around her neck. From the collar she also noted a sturdy chain that led to a nearby bedpost ring.