A-Cup Angst Ch. 10

Now that the vampires had been snuffed, all that remained to prevent them from traveling around the world and having as much fun as they could was Ben Johansson, the traitor that had nearly gotten them and their families killed. That and storing Stansfield someplace she'd never be found. Jamie selected Martin and Jessica as the first of the Johansson clan to be taken down and interrogated, since they had put up their names as Suzie's guardians last year, when the clan had legally kidnapped her.

Jamie walked up to the Johanssons' door and rang the bell. After a few seconds, he heard footsteps and then the door opened. Jamie enjoyed the look of recognition on Martin's face, for just a moment, before he cocked his arm back and punched him with all of his magically enhanced might.

Martin stumbled backwards and toppled over, stunned by the ferocious punch. Jessica appeared in the hallway, attracted by the noise. "What's going-"

Jamie cut her off by letting loose one of his stored power spirits and having it take over her aura to cast a debilitating spell into Martin's. She fell to the floor and moaned helplessly. Jamie grinned.

Martin was the first one to come to. He blinked rapidly and looked all around until he got his bearings back. He was on the floor of his living room, surrounded by Jacobs and his gang. His hands were bound behind his back and his mouth was gagged. He saw that his wife Jessica was lying next to him unconscious, but also tied up and gagged.

"Welcome back to the land of the awake, Martin," Jamie said. "Here's what's going to happen! You are going to get raped by these two," he indicated Ray and Felicity, "and you are going to cum like a motherfucker, or we are all going to rape your wife." Jamie pulled out their enchanted dildo and held it up for Martin to see. "The girls are going to join in the fun by using this!"

Martin shook his head in denial and pleaded behind his gag. He especially cast pleading looks and entreaties in the direction of his cousin Helena, but the tall blonde paid them no mind.

"Now," Jamie said, "I hope you're done with the sniveling, cause we are starting!"

Ray hauled Martin to his feet. Nova held him steady while he used his pocket knife to slash the man's pants down the sides. He ripped the garment off and repeated the procedure with the boxer shorts Martin was wearing underneath. Naked from the waist down, Martin began to cry.

Felicity stood before him and took his chin in her hand. She cooed at him reassuringly until he opened his eyes and looked into hers. She smiled a warm smile at him and rubbed his chest with both hands. She slid her hands lower and lower, until they landed on his manhood. Martin tensed up, expecting to be castrated at any moment. Instead, she gave him a few encouraging, gentle squeezes.

She kept smiling at him and looking him in the eye as she went down until she was on her knees in front of him. Martin was embarrassed beyond belief when she took his flaccid member into her mouth and began to apply suction. Despite his fear and shame, his cock was beginning to respond. He shifted his weight uncomfortably and kept shooting glances at his unconscious wife on the floor next to him.

His cock quickly grew to full mast and Felicity began to give it long, slow licks from stem to tip. She lathered it with her drool and Martin couldn't help but groan in delight at her expert touch on his most delicate flesh. His hands were suddenly released from their bindings and pulled out to the sides. The Asian was stretching one of his arms and the unknown, dark-haired beauty was holding the other at full length. Both the women possessed enormous strength and Martin knew he had no chance of getting loose from their grasp. He feared they might inadvertently rip his arms off.

His fear vanished when Felicity stood up and began to undress. Martin devoured every inch of her alabaster flesh that appeared before his eyes. He kept stealing guilty glances at his wife on the floor, but she looked like she wasn't waking up, so he let himself relax. Besides, he wasn't cheating on her, he was being raped. Jacobs said so.

Before long, the shapely redhead was standing before him clad only in her white, thigh-high stockings. She pressed her slender body against his and let him smell her scent. The women stretching his arms placed a hand against each of his hips. Felicity wrapped her arms around his neck and jumped up to hook her slender calves across the arms holding him in place. Her crotch was rubbing up against Martin's erection. She looked him in the eye as she slowly rubbed her juices all over the head of his cock.

Martin groaned in pure, sexual frustration. He didn't care that his wife was lying next to him, or that his cousin and some other people were watching. All he cared about was the promise of the tight wetness dancing above his cock. He tried to move to stab into Felicity, but was held too firm to do more than twitch. Felicity took one hand from his neck and reached down to aim him into her.

She slowly lowered herself upon his rod and they both groaned in pleasure. Martin was more aroused by this redhead than he could ever remember being with his wife. He smiled back at her, as best he could around his gag, when she fully sheathed him inside of her. Felicity gave him a wink and ground herself against his cock, ever so slightly.

Something cool snuck between Martin's naked buttocks and he tensed them up. It was Ray's finger and it started spreading lubricant over his asshole. Martin groaned in protest and tried to get his new lover to intervene with pleading looks, but she just chuckled and said, "You'll love it, I promise!"

Martin again tried to break loose, but the two women held him too tightly. He only succeeded in making his shoulders hurt. Ray finished spreading lubricant and removed his hand from Martin's buttocks. Martin took a deep breath to try and calm himself, but completely lost his shit when Ray grabbed his hips and placed the tip of his hard cock against Martin's asshole.

Martin screamed behind his gag, shook his head wildly and struggled as much as he could, to no avail. Ray pressed his cock against his rear entrance and pushed the head inside. Felicity stilled Martin's swiveling head and said, "Look at me! Look me in the eyes!".

When Martin peaked into her eyes, she squeezed his cock with her pelvic muscles, distracting him from his anal violation. "Hush now and relax," she cooed at him. She milked his cock, slowly, until he relaxed. Then Ray would shove another inch of his hard meat into Martin and make him cry out in pain and humiliation, all over again. Felicity relaxed and distracted the man until Ray's cock was all the way inside of him.

The twins then began to slowly rape Martin Johansson between them. Their efforts to make him cum were greatly hindered after he glanced down at his wife on the floor and saw her looking up at him. He shut his eyes in shame and tried to hide away, someplace deep inside. Felicity pressed her firm titties against him and Ray toyed with his nipples and they forced him to stay with them. After he spent a long while sandwiched passively between the twins, he began to buck his hips into Felicity, feeling heat gathering deep in his belly.

Felicity and Ray were near the edge of their endurance when Martin's resistance finally broke. He raced to an orgasm and the twins let themselves come to the edge as well. Ray came first and his spurts triggered Martin's contractions. Felicity felt the hot jizz fill her up and let herself be carried off on the rising wave of ecstasy. Heat bloomed across her skin and images from Martin's mind exploded on the backs of her firmly shut eyelids.

She twitched and shuddered in orgasm for a whole minute more. Martin's flaccid cock had slipped out of her by then. She gathered herself and slowly unhooked her legs and stood on her own. Nova and Jessica Stansfield bound the man's hands again and forcibly sat him down on the floor.

"Well," Jamie asked, "what did you see?"

"He regularly reports to Ben Johansson," she said, still gasping for breath, "along with a few other members of the clan. They use radios, believe it or not."

"That's all well and good," Jamie said, "but it doesn't tell us where Ben is. When is the next transmission due?"

"Martin is supposed to report to Ben in five days, but his cousin Oliver is due to have a talk with Ben tomorrow. Oh, and Ben's hiding in a cabin somewhere in Vermont."

"Vermont," Jamie said, pleased. "Will Ben be transmitting as well, or does he just listen in?"

"He usually gives instructions," Felicity said.

"Nova, can you triangulate Ben's location," Jamie asked.

"Yes," the gynoid said. "But I need the frequency he is using."

Felicity gave it to the gynoid and Jamie rubbed his hands together in satisfaction. "What else does Martin know that could be of interest to us?"

"Nothing much," Felicity said. She then proceeded to lay bare all of his deepest, innermost secrets for the amusement of her company. They chuckled at some of them and clucked disapprovingly at others.

Finally, Jamie stood up and said, "Yeah, Martin's just a tool Ben's using to get updates. However, we need to see if the female of the species is just as harmless. Fit her with the dildo and do your stuff!"

Felicity and Ray exchanged a quick look confirming they were both ready for round two. Nova and Stansfield got Jessica Johansson upright and tore her dress off. Jessica's screams were muffled by her gag, but still loud. She tried to fight the vamp and gynoid off, but they stripped her nude in two seconds flat, ripping all of her underwear off.

Jessica shook with dread. Her husband's muffled screams reached her ears and she craned her neck to look down at him. He was trying to comfort her through his gag. Everyone could make out the words "It's ok" or "It'll be ok", despite the gag. Jessica shook her head in despair and closed her eyes.

The redheaded rapists converged upon her and kissed her cheeks. Jessica frowned and tried to get away from the tender touch, but was held by the other two women. They took off her restraints and stretched her hands out to the sides, immobilizing her in a standing position. She tried to drop to the floor in an effort to slip out of their iron grasp, but their grip on her wasn't affected in the least and she only succeeded in making her shoulders come very close to dislocating. With a scream of agony, she quickly resumed standing on her own two feet. The twins then started kissing lower, teasing her skin. They applied suction when they reached her neck and nibbled her, a bit, above her collar bone.

Jessica stoically endured the tender touches. She'd be damned if these two rapists were going to find out and then spill all of her secrets out in the open. She braced herself mentally. The twins then turned their attentions to her arms. They each massaged one of them and laid a line of tender, teasing kisses from her wrists to the inside of her elbows.

Jessica had to admit it felt nice, but she conceded only that. She was not going to cum with these animals and have her life ruined by them. She was adamant about that. They laid ticklish kisses down her sides, nearly making her giggle, but she suppressed the spark of arousal and held fast. When they moved down to massage her buttocks, their efforts to arouse her were wasted. She allowed herself a small, victorious smile.

"This is taking too fucking long," Jamie said, sounding bored. He got up and walked behind Johansson. He gently rubbed his palms together, running his fingertips up and down the length of his fingers. He focused on the ticklish sensations upon his skin and let them bloom and grow under the effects of his magic. Ray and Felicity stood aside as he laid his hands upon the small of Jessica Johansson's back.

Jessica screamed in horror and denial as she was instantly overwhelmed by sexual arousal. Her pussy swelled and began to drip juices while her clit popped out to say hello to her rapists. She wailed in denial behind her gag.

"Fit her with the dildo and make this quick," Jamie said, returning to his seat. He would have tied all three of their auras together so they could share their arousal and orgasm, but that would render Felicity unable to read Jessica's mind. She could only receive a person's thoughts if she shared her own, natural connection with her twin brother during the sexual act. Tying their auras together was something Jamie didn't do even when they had an orgy, as it felt awkward to the twins who were very used to their own connection.

The twins easily slid the dildo into her pussy and closed the clasp on the belt. As soon as they did, Jessica felt hope. The dildo's inner protrusion had not been very thick or stimulating and as soon as they shut the clasp on the belt, she completely stopped feeling it in her.

Then Felicity bent over to give her new cock a kiss on the tip and she knew she was going to cum without fail. She felt those lips directly upon her engorged clit. She cried and begged behind her gag, but no one paid her any mind. Her husband tried to offer muffled encouragement, but he only made her hurt worse. Tears slid down her cheeks, even before Ray applied lubricant to her asshole.

He shoved his hard meat into her without much preamble. She stiffened and wailed at the unwelcome intrusion. Felicity was once again helped to mount her victim and her wet pussy slowly engulfed Johansson's cock, making the woman feel like she was the one that was fucking the redhead with her huge clit.

Felicity rubbed herself up and down the unyielding phallus, doing everything she knew how, in order to bring maximum pleasure to herself and Jessica. Jessica was by now completely lost in the indescribably exotic and sensual feelings. Her clit, G-spot and all of her vagina were being stimulated by Felicity's wet, tight cavern and her tits were mauled by Ray's big, strong hands. There was no way for her to not cum. She tried one last, desperate thing she could think of to save herself and her marriage. She allowed the pleasure to come on with every fiber of her being.

She surprised them with her orgasm, twitching and shuddering between the two women stretching her arms. She wailed like a woman possessed. Felicity and Ray suspended their efforts and let her enjoy her orgasm. When Jessica came back to her senses, she opened her eyes and looked upon the smiling, alabaster face of her redheaded rapist.

"That's the spirit," Felicity said. "Now you've got it!"

The twins resumed their efforts and she realized with horror that she was going to cum again at any moment. Ray's grunts and Felicity's squeals signaled the imminent approach of their orgasms and Jessica shut her eyes in denial. She had to stop her second orgasm from happening. She had to do something to not cum when they did. Her whole life, everything she had ever built, hung upon it.

She summoned all of her willpower but was defeated when she felt Felicity shudder upon her phallus. The contractions upon her clit sent her over the edge and the twitching in her ass, as Ray unloaded his seed into her bowels, sealed her fate. She was swept away with a torrent of ecstasy.

When they were done, the two women that had held her up removed the dildo, tied her hands behind her back again and set her down on the floor. Jessica allowed herself one last, pleading look up at her assailant.

Felicity smirked at her and said, "Why, Mrs. Johansson, yer such a cunt!" She laughed as Jessica rolled away from her husband and assumed a fetal position, closing her eyes in shame. "She is fucking half the clan behind this one's back. She even sucked uncle Ben's cock last week. Good call on having us fuck her as well," she said to Jamie, "cause now I know the exact location of the cabin."

Jamie stood up and sent the Johanssons to dreamland for the whole night to come. "Nova, Jessica, carry these two to the cars! We're taking them with us so they don't warn Ben that we're coming. Come on! Off to the airport!"

In Vermont, they again had to wait several hours for the slower cargo plane to deliver their cars. Ray rode with the cars to make sure the Johanssons stayed asleep in the trunks and that no one noticed them. The rest of the gang spent the time in a hotel room, fucking their brains out in a wild orgy. After the cars were delivered, they freshened up and set out to find Ben's cabin in the woods.

Felicity led them to the place without a problem. They drove through a well-used forest road and soon found themselves at the turn off towards Ben's place. They drove as close to the cabin as they could, without losing tree cover. The cabin itself was large and had three or four stories. Its roof was steep and extended all the way down to the wraparound porch.

The gang crouched behind trees and Jamie, Helena and Sandra gazed at the cabin through binoculars. "Anyone see anything," Jamie asked.

"Motion detectors and infrared cameras with all-round coverage," Nova said, before anyone else could say they saw nothing.

"Well, fuck," Jamie grumbled. "How are we supposed to sneak in close with that kind of surveillance in place?"

"Can't you hack into them," Helena asked Nova.

Jamie shot Helena a look but the gynoid politely said, "The system is closed circuit without any wireless capability."

"Let's just charge him," Ray said.

"No," Jamie said. "He's a fucking Johansson and, in my experience, they're all a little bit nutty. Fucker might even snuff himself if he sees us coming and I want to know why he did what he did. Plus, I still have no fucking clue as to what his uncle used to attack us last year." Jamie let out an exasperated sigh. He needed Ben alive and well for rape questioning, but he didn't know how to get him. "I need ideas. I'm ordering you to give me an idea. Ray!"

"Um," Ray said, "I still say we charge at the cabin. He probably has an escape plan in place and we just run him down as he makes a go for it."

Jamie grimaced. He didn't want to risk it. "Sandra!"

"What if we cast a minor rift spell in front of the cameras and motion detectors to fool them with a false image," she said. The other girls nodded along with the sound of that suggestion.

"Motion detectors work via sound, not image," Jamie said. "Also, how do you get a false image to present to the camera? How do you remove us from the image?"

"Well, uh," Sandra floundered, "I don't know."

"Felicity," Jamie said.

"Um, uh," Felicity said, "we, uh, we fly in?"

Jamie gave her a look and then nodded. "That's plan B. We parachute in from above, unseen by his detectors. Before we turn around and drive all the way back to the airport, someone give me plan A. Rose!"

"We get the Johanssons from the cars and keep them unconscious," Rose said, "while Nova and the vampire walk them to the cabin, making it look like they're the ones walking up the driveway. Then Nova and the vamp take out Ben."

"Huh," Jamie said. They did have two people on hand who would not scare Ben off, unless he saw them shuffling towards his cabin, stiff like a pair of zombies with closed eyes. Jamie shook his head. That idea wouldn't work, either. Ben was holed up in this isolated cabin, precisely because it allows him to see who's coming and respond in plenty of time.

Jamie took a deep breath and was about to order them back to the airport when Nova said, "Jamie, I believe I have a plan of approach." Jamie gestured for her to continue. "We put Martin behind the wheel of one of our cars and I start to broadcast his voice on Ben's radio frequency, stating angrily and emphatically that he's come here to kill Ben for fooling around with his wife. If my understanding of human nature and Ben Johansson in particular are correct, there is a high probability that Ben will exit his cabin to intercept Martin and talk him down, as the expression were. This would give us an opportunity to drive up close to him and take him out before he knew what was happening."