Monsters
By
Karen Singer
Chapter 30 – Not So Sweet Abduction – Part 1 of 2
Ralphie didn’t sleep much. Worry ate away at him. On the surface, he knew he should be ecstatic
if Brandy had somehow gotten herself killed…even if it was very possible that
Vinny might kill him just to keep him quiet.
But it was also possible that Vinny might decide to let him go
free. He knew that running away from
someone like Vinny would be difficult.
People like Vinny had ways of knowing far too much. But the truth was, he wasn’t ecstatic over
the situation at all. The situation ate
away at him. And despite his longing to
be free of Brandy and her never-ending tortures, he’d much rather be back on
firm footing so he could know where he stood – which of course was at the
bottom of whatever pressure-cooking idea Brandy saddled him with.
So far, his one and only lead to
what might have happened to Brandy seemed to rest in that hooker. Sally Sweetlips. But last night, there were an unprecedented
number of men with guns that were guarding not only Sally, but all the girls in
that part of town. Despite trying
desperately to talk with Sally, who had been the most enthusiastic, over the
top, hooker he had ever seen, he had been thrown out of there. Forcibly!
It would be a while before he forgot about how hard the man had punched
him in the stomach.
For all of his trips through that
area in the last week, Ralphie hadn’t seen most of those men there before. It was like a whole new crew had taken over
the girls there. A big and very well
armed crew. They had made it very
difficult, in fact impossible, for him to talk with any of the girls. He was obviously not customer material, so
they had chased him away, every time.
As far as he could see, Ralphie had
one and only one option. He needed
help. And the only person he knew to ask
for that help, was Carol. And the only
way he knew of to contact her, was through the Chinese restaurant. He didn’t even have a direct phone number
where he could call her. As far as Ralphie
could see, his one and only option was to go back to that Chinese restaurant
and ask them to contact Carol for him.
He would let Carol know what he had and hadn’t found. And if she wasn’t interested, maybe she could
offer him some advice on what to do if Brandy wasn’t found…or was found dead.
The only question now was, what
time did that Chinese restaurant open? Oh,
and what dress would be the best one for him to wear, where he would get
laughed at the least?
It was late morning when Ralphie,
wearing a blue and white print dress and his black stiletto heels stepped out
of his hotel door and made his way down to the waiting taxi below. He prayed the driver would be one he had met
before. When he got to the bottom of the
stairs, he was able to see the driver though the windshield. He thanked his lucky stars that it was a
driver he had been picked up by several times now. He opened the rear door of the taxi and got
in. He had already told the cab company
dispatcher where he needed to go.
“That same Chinese restaurant?” the
driver asked.
“Yes please,” Ralphie replied.
But the driver didn’t go
anywhere. Instead, Ralphie saw him
staring at him through the rearview mirror.
“Is there a problem?”
“Not really,” the driver said. “I’m just wondering something.”
Uh-oh. “About me?”
“Oh yeah!”
“Look,” Ralphie said, “I don’t want
to dress like this, but if I don’t my mistress will literally kill me. And I mean literally! She’s dangerous!”
The driver chuckled a laugh. “Sure.”
“That’s my story, whether you
believe it or not. So can we go?”
“I need to know something first.”
“What?”
“How much for you to give me a blow
job while I drive you there.”
Ralphie was shocked. “How…”
“You keep your mouth on my cock the
whole way there, and I don’t charge you a dime for the trip.”
“Money isn’t a problem!”
“Maybe for you, but my problem is
that I want someone to suck me off. And
I’m betting anything that you’ve had plenty of experience.”
“What if I have?”
“Then I’m guessing you’d be a prime
candidate to give me what I want.”
“I have money! Plenty!”
“And I want a blowjob! And if you’re good enough, maybe you and me
can get together sometime later, in a more private situation.”
Ralphie stared at his face in the
rearview mirror. It had been a while now
since he had gotten any relief. “Would
you be willing to fuck my ass?”
The driver laughed. “Fuck your ass? Shit!
I’d give my right arm to do it.”
“Promise?”
The driver chuckled another
laugh. “I don’t have to promise. I’m already looking forward to it. “Then open the front door. I’ll be right there.”
The driver couldn’t believe
it. He unlocked the front door and let
his fare get in. “What’s your name.”
“They call me Ralphie.”
“John,” the driver told him. “Nice dress.”
“Thanks,” Ralphie replied as his
hands went to the front of John’s pants.
He started unzipping them.
“Chinese restaurant?” the driver
asked, not believing his luck.
“Just let me know when we get
there,” Ralphie replied. He leaned over
and pulled the driver’s cock out of his pants and underwear. His mouth was already at work before the
driver put the car in gear.
Ralphie’s practiced mouth and
tongue went to work. He kept the driver
in a constant state of excitement the entire way to the restaurant. He didn’t stop until after they had arrived,
then he really went to work and a moment later, he was swallowing the entire
load of cum the driver could give him.
Ralphie pulled his head up out of the diver’s lap and locked him in a
passionate hug and kiss. “You know where
my room is. I’m not sure what time I’ll
be back, but please…call me later.”
“As soon as I get off work,” the
driver replied.
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Both men wore expensive tailored
suits. There was an air about them that
spoke power. They had travelled together
many times through the years, this time they were in Las Angeles. But Las Angeles wasn’t their final
destination.
“Over there, boss,” Sammy said as
he spotted the Chinese man holding a placard that said “Vinny” on it.”
“Yeah. That’s gotta be him,” Vinny agreed.
“And why are we taking the time to
see this woman again?” Sammy asked.
“Because Wu Enterprises said we
should.”
“Sounds dumb. Like they’re purposely trying to waste our
time. We know people in Vegas. We can lean on them for help.”
“Yeah. But I have a feeling that we might want to
listen to Wu Enterprises. At least until
they give us reason not to.”
“We’ve gotten along just fine
without them in the past,” Sammy pointed out.
“I know. But to me, being selected as one of their
clients, is an honor. We’ll listen…for
now.”
“Mister Vinny?” the Chinese man
asked as they walked up to him.
“Yes. Are you with Wu Enterprises?”
“Instead of replying, the Chinese
man smiled and turned. “Right this way
please. We’ll get your bags and then we
have a bit of a drive ahead of us.”
“Where are you taking us?”
“Nevada.”
“Anywhere near Las Vegas?” Sammy
asked.
“Several hours away, I’m
afraid. LA is closer.”
After they collected their bags, the
man led them to a beautiful black limo.
“At least we travel in style,” Sammy noted.
Once they were on the road, Vinny
took the opportunity to question the driver.
“Do you know this Stokley woman we’re supposed to meet?”
“Oh yes,” the Chinese man
replied. “I have had the honor of doing
many things for her. She is a truly
great woman.”
“Sounds rich then,” Sammy noted.
“Yes, yes,” the Chinese man told
him. “Very rich.”
“And she wants to see me,” Vinny
said.
“That, I do not know. Mr. Wu gave orders that I should pick you up
and bring you to them. That is all I
know.”
Neither Vinny or Sammy replied to
that. Evidently, they had a long drive
ahead of them.
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Susannah knocked softly on the bedroom
door. “Miss Carol,” she called. “Come on in, Susannah,” Carol replied.
Susannah entered the room and found
Carol just getting out of bed. “Sorry,”
Carol told her. “Late night.”
“You work a lot of late nights,”
Susannah noted.
“Part of the job,” Carol replied.
“Miss Susan has asked me to get
you. You’ve had a call from Brandy’s
friend Ralphie. From what I understand,
he would like your help with something.”
“Ralphie! Shit!
Thanks, Susannah. I can dress
myself today. Tell Susan I’ll be there
in a few minutes.”
“Yes Miss,” Susannah replied with a
smile. She turned and left.
Ten minutes later, Carol wandered
downstairs and found Susan. “Ralphie
called?”
“Yes,” Susan Wu replied. He thinks he has a lead on Brandy, or
at least someone who might know something, but he can’t get close enough
to her to talk to her.”
Carol sat down in one of the soft
chairs across from Susan. “While I’ve
been trying to find Beastman, Ralphie has been out talking to the hookers. I told him to specifically talk to the ones
that belong to Beastman.”
“Hookers sometimes know more than
people think,” Susan replied.
“Yeah. I’m sure they might. Where’s Ralphie now?”
“At the restaurant, waiting to hear
from you.”
“Will you please pass the word to
him that I’ll meet him back at the hotel.
It’s about time I cleared what few things I still have there out of
there. And tell him to pack Brandy’s
stuff up too. Whatever he needs, if it
involves Brandy, I’ll help him with.
Then I guess for now, we should bring him back here for a few days. No use having him up there.”
“We’re going to have a full house
here already tonight,” Susan told him.
“You’re mother has invited Brandy’s uncle to stay here. And I believe he has a travelling companion
as well.”
“Ralphie can sleep in the barn for
all I care. Then put him to work with
the rest of the staff.”
“Since Brandy’s uncle is coming,”
Susan said, “perhaps we can come to some kind of conclusion what should be done
with him.”
“Yeah. Good idea.
If we can’t find Brandy, let him take Ralphie off our hands. I’ll get dressed and head out to Vegas now to
see him.”
“It’s lunchtime,” Susan pointed
out. “You know your mother would much
rather have you here.”
“Yeah. True.
Tell Ralphie I’ll leave here right after lunch.”
A short while later, they were all
sitting down to lunch at the big table.
After Janice had said grace, Mr. Wu brought up the subject of the two
mercenaries that Carol had captured. “We
still haven’t been able to find Colonel Houghton,” Wu told Carol, but we’re now
trying to track his cellphone to see if that can give us a clue. So far, we havn’t had much success. We’re fairly sure he has it turned off while
he’s working, but if it comes back online again, we’ll be able to narrow down
the search area.”
“Sounds good,” Carol nodded. “And what about those two Bozos I brought in
two days ago?”
“We got nothing more that was
useful out of either of them.”
“Where are they now?”
“The last I noticed, I think they
were doing their best to lay an egg out with the rest of your mother’s…chickens.”
At hearing that, Janice couldn’t
help herself. She laughed. So did Carol.
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One minute she was sound asleep,
the next, Brandy was chocking as someone’s cock was rudely shoved down her
throat. Her mouth seemed to
automatically go to work on the oversized cock.
She had gone from sleeping as best she could despite her pain, and a heartbeat
later, she was desperately trying to get the guy off so he would leave her
alone.
It was more than just mere
desperation. It was a desperation born
out of pain and fear. She didn’t know how
many times now she had woken up just like this.
One minute she was sleeping, the next, she had no choice but to put her
tongue to work, and work it hard! The
cruel slaps she had gotten from past men had her completely on edge. She never knew when one of those trainers
would pay attention to her. And every
one of them had been overly cruel.
Most of the time, when she was
awake, she heard someone coming into the room, and then they would pay all
their attention to the other girls. She
always breathed a sigh of relief when they did.
But she dreaded the times when they came in to lavish their cruelty on
her.
And then there were the women who
came in to feed and clean her, she never knew when they were there either until
they started working on her. The few
times she had tried to say something to them, they had yelled at her to shut
up. One of them had slapped her face
too. None of them now seemed to be like that
first woman who had fed and bathed her.
Her life was slowing going from bad
to worse, to much worse. Facing the
blank wall like she was, she had no idea what was really going on behind
her. It was getting to the point now
where she simply tuned the sounds out. The
one thing she wished she could stop, was the constant never ending pain in her
breasts. The bucket seemed to always
feel like it was full, even after they emptied it. But she knew now that the weight of that
bucket would forever be growing and pulling harder on her tortured
breasts. She had no doubt that her
breasts were distended now from all that weight and were probably permanently
disfigured.
She just wanted the pain to
stop. She just wanted to be able to
move…any part of her body just a little.
She was beyond desperate to be able to move again. She was beyond desperate to do anything at
all.
The man finally shot his load down
her throat. She coughed a bit. At least that was getting easier. Her eyes watched as he pulled his big cock
out of her mouth and put it away in his pants.
And then he was gone. She
breathed a sigh of relief. At least he
hadn’t slapped her face again…whoever he was.
She couldn’t see anyone’s faces anymore.
The wall was too close for that. Most
of the men who came to her now, she only knew them from the look of their
cocks. And the one who had just left her
she hated more than any of them. What a
freak! How did he get a cock that big?
She closed her eyes, and despite
not being able to move a muscle, despite all the pain to her breasts, she fell
asleep. It was getting like she had an
on-off switch now. She would be asleep
until someone shoved their cock into her mouth, then she turned on and went to
work on him. Her own on-off switch. Just like a machine. Another way that she was less human than she
had been. They had turned her into a
thing. A machine. A decoration.
She wasn’t a person anymore. She
was…a thing.
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As Carol drover her bike away from
the mansion, she passed one of the Wu limousines driving in. She couldn’t see who was in the backseat
because the windows were black, but she wondered if it was Brandy’s uncle
arriving. Unfortunately, she didn’t have
time for him now. She needed to get to
Ralphie and his tip about Brandy.
Unfortunately, she had already been delayed too long because her mother
wanted her to stay and have lunch. But
if that was Brandy’s uncle arriving now, why hadn’t her mother delayed lunch
until they got here. Of course, the
answer to that was easy. Her mother
hated men. The fewer she had to put up
with the better. Carol was amazed that
her mother had invited Brandy’s uncle to stay in the first place.
She put Brandy’s uncle and her
mother out of mind as she opened the bike up on the long stretch between the
mansion and Las Vegas. Did Ralphie find
Brandy…or at least a clue as to where she might be? That was a hope she clung to desperately.
The big bike slowed as it reached
the outskirts of the city. The traffic
caused her to slow even further. But the
cheap hotel finally came into sight and she parked her bike where she usually
did. She went up to her room first, the
room she had barely been in. She looked
around, then left. Her things looked
undisturbed, not that there was anything at all there that she was interested
in. She went to the next door and
knocked. The door was opened quickly.
“Miss Carol,” Ralphie
exclaimed.
“What’s it all about, Ralphie?”
Ralphie backed up and sat on his
bed while Carol entered and closed the door.
“You know Miss Brandy has had me going out every night to talk to the
hookers.”
“Yes. You were going to keep talking go them to see
if any of them might know where Brandy is.
What did you find?”
“Nothing for sure, but there’s this
new hooker in town and I was told by one of the other hookers that she might
know. Nothing definite. But…it’s the best possibility I’ve gotten so
far. The only problem is, that last
night when I went out to talk to the girls, there were a lot of new men around
everywhere and they were all armed.
Every time I got close to one of the girls to talk to them, they chased
me away.”
“So you didn’t find the one you
were looking for, the one with the information about Brandy.”
“No! I did find her!”
“You did? What did she say?”
Ralphie shook his head. “Nothing about what I wanted to know, and
before I could ask any more questions, the guy came over and punched me in the
stomach and chased me away. My stomach
still hurts.”
“Do you think there’s a chance this
girl might really know something?”
“It’s the only thing I’ve been able
to dig up so far. But Miss Carol, I was
warned that this hooker was weird. And
I’ve got to tell you, she had to be the most desperate hooker in the
world. When I tried to talk to her, she
was all over me, trying to get me to have sex with her, and I mean all over
me! Until that guy punched me and I had
to get out of there.”
“What’s her name?”
“Sally Sweetlips?”
Carol rolled her eyes. “Gorgeous name.”
“Where can we find her?”
“You know they don’t run the
hookers like her until late at night.
They only put the cheaper ones out during the day.”
“Yeah. So we’re stuck waiting. I don’t suppose you know where they’re
keeping her.”
“I don’t know.”
“So we’re waiting. Alright.
I can handle that. Pack all of
Brandy’s things up. I’m going next door
and I’ll sleep for a while. We’ll go out
tonight and find this…Sally Sweetlips.
And trust me, if there’s any chance at all that she knows where Brandy
is, I’ll destroy everyone in the entire damn city to get at her.”
“Uh…Miss Carol?”
“Yeah?”
“Um…I’ve kind of got a date
tonight.”
“A date!”
“Uh…just for a little while. And not late.”
“What do you mean, a date? Someone is taking you out?”
“Uh…I don’t think so. He’s a cab driver who’s picked me up a few
times. He’s coming here after work so we
could…you know…together.”
“Right here?”
“Uh…I think that was the general
idea.”
Carol laughed. “Fuck Ralphie, if you did find someone who
can help me find Brandy, have all the fun you want. What time do you think we need to leave here to
get there when your…Sally Sweetlips starts working?”
“Uh…I’m not sure. I think if we leave here about nine, that
will work.”
“Okay Ralphie. I don’t care what you do between now and nine
o’clock, but I’m going to have a car come by then to take all our things out of
here…you too! Just be damn sure your
ready to go by nine. Got it?”
“Yes Miss Carol,” Ralphie replied
excitedly. “Thank you.”
“Good! I’m going to get some rest. Don’t wake me.”
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