Hunted Ch. 01

"What do you want to happen?"

"I want to go home forget that I was ever this stupid."

"Then why don't you?"

"I need to know that this stays between us. My life will not be worth living if this gets out."

"There's no need to be so overly dramatic. We're all adults here." She stood from the bed, throwing her towel towards the laundry basket in the corner. She walked in front of Dan, purposefully brushing against him as passed and headed over towards a chair in the corner of the room. The woman sat down in the chair and leant back, seductively crossing her legs. "I'm curious though. Why did you come over?"

"I don't know."

"I think you do"

"I've never done anything like this, I just saw you and next thing I knew I was standing outside the bathroom."

"You married?"

"Yes."

"Kids?"

"Yes."

She paused for thought. "You have a lot to lose, doing what you did. Are you saying you had absolutely no idea why you came to me?"

"None."

"Liar!"

"Excuse me?"

"You saw something you wanted and you came here to take it!"

Her face had straightened, her stare hard. He looked her in her eyes and tried to read her like he did to everyone else. A small glint of a smile burst through her visage as they silently tried to read each other. This was unsettling. He just couldn't tell what she was thinking.

"Cat got your tongue?"

"What do you want me to say?" he shrugged his shoulder pitifully. He could feel the sweat pushing through his pores as a guilt fuelled chill rushed through his body.

Her cool demeanour twitched slightly at his response. Her beautiful thin lips parted briefly as she stopped herself from responding immediately. She sized him up for a minute before smiling sweetly. "I want you to tell me the truth, neighbour."

"The truth?"

"Yes, I want you to tell me that you came across here to watch me."

He shifted nervously. "Okay, okay, I came here to watch you." he repeated, blushing furiously.

"You didn't come here to seduce me?" she asked, feigning innocence.

"Wait. What?! No, I... uh. I don't know what I was doing."

"Pity. I do love a good seduction."

"You wanted me to come over here and seduce you?"

The woman stood calmly and crossed the space between them, ensuring that Dan had ample time to check her out yet again. When she was tantalisingly close, she leaned towards his right ear and whispered "I like being watched... but I love getting a nice hard cock more" before calmly continuing to walk past him towards the bedroom door. Opening it, she raised her voice again. "Now, if you only came here for a show, I suggest you go home now. Your wife must be wondering where her little peeping tom has gone."

Dan felt humiliated, emasculated. Still blushing, he walked to the door with his head down. What was he doing? He looked into her eyes. She was reading him, judging him, making him feel smaller than he did already. That was what hurt the most, not being caught out, or humiliated, but the feeling of belittlement. He was Dan McFarlane! He had worked far too hard for far too long to be treated like a child by this stranger! Who the fuck does she think she is! He passed her as he reached the door... and closed it.

Nina

She smiled as she heard the door click shut. Without even looking in his direction, she knew she had gotten to him.

"Changed our mind, have we?"

"Take off your robe!"

The firmness of his order took her a little by surprise. She turned to look him in the eye "Excuse me?"

"I said take off your robe!"

"Why would I do that? I told you the show is over!"

"It's over when I tell you it's over, you little slut!" he stated menacingly

Finally, she thought. This was the Dan McFarlane she saw in all of those posters and adverts around town. She smiled as she maintained eye contact, raising her hands to her chest. Gently, she pulled at the glossy material, silently exposing her supple breasts and toned stomach. She continued to pull at the robe until the sash that held it together slid itself out of the half knot it had been tied into. Lifting it over her shoulders, she let go of the robe and let it fall to the floor behind her, leaving her totally exposed.

"What now?"

"Get on your knees and you can find out."

Typical man, she thought as she gracefully sat back on her heels in front of the window, waiting for him to come to her. She watched as he continued to lech over her from the door, eyeing every inch of her body as if committing it to memory. A small movement in her periphery. The curtains from across the way twitched slightly. Everything was going as it should.

After what seemed like an eternity, he raised his hands to his belt buckle and methodically unfastened it. By the time he had loosened his trousers and carefully lowered his strained zipper, Nina was finding herself focusing on his crotch a little more than she was expecting. When he hooked his thumbs beneath his waist, preparing to push his trousers and pants down, she could feel her concentration slipping as she became transfixed upon the sizeable bulge before her.

Nina's breath caught in the back of her throat as his cock sprung from it's polyester prison. It was certainly bigger than she was expecting, not in terms of length, but width. Quite obviously aroused, his cock stood as proudly has he did. Nina had seen her fair share of cocks in her time, but she had never seen one that was so wide she'd second guess whether she'd be able to take it.

"You like what you see, little slut?"

"I can't lie, you're pretty big for a dirty pervert." she smirked. She hooked her finger and beckoned him over to her. "Can I have a closer look?"

He shuffled across the room towards her, trying his best not to trip over his pants until he was positioned directly in front of her. Seemingly realising how foolish he looked, he kicked off his loafers and stepped out of his pants, making his cock wag like a tail before Nina's eyes.

Dan

She knelt quietly in front of him, fiery temptress come obedient slave, eyeing his cock as it swayed from left to right.

She reached out an exploratory hand and grasped his manhood, her cold hand sending a shiver up his spine. She, like every other girl who he'd had, spent a moment flexing her fingers around his shaft, as if testing to see how best to grip it, all the while staring at it in awe.

He reached down and cupped his hand around her jaw, gently tilting her head back so that he could regain her attention. "You know what to do."

She nodded, lowering her gaze back down to his manhood. Tentatively, she parted her thin lips to draw in a deep breath before lunging forward, taking him as deeply as her small mouth would allow. He inhaled sharply as the sensation of her mouth around his cock. Her mouth felt incredible. He could feel her tongue managing his head, coating it in saliva as she sucked on him, and it was driving him crazy.

The vice grip of her lips retreated up his shaft, teeth intentionally grazing his sensitive bell end. She raised herself on her knees to position herself above his cock and hovered there, allowing her saliva to descend onto the tip. Taking her second hand from her side, she used an axe handle grip to spread her natural lubricant along his shaft before looking up for his approval. Dan nodded enthusiastically for her to continue. Her head plunged back down, but rather than holding it in place this time, she moved her head in time with her hands, each time cheekily leaving her teeth exposed to nibble at him.

Dan's head shot back as he felt insides being sucked out through his urethra. He had had plenty blowjobs in his time but this was something else entirely. He could feel his balls tightening as she expertly milked him. He was close already. He'd never cum this quickly.

Nina

Nina was enjoyed the feeling of being dominated, especially when she knew she was still in control. She heard a door slamming shut outside her window as Dan let out a moan. Feeling him tense up she released her grip and pulled her mouth away from his groin with an audible 'pop' as his head emerged from her lips.

She giggled as she stood, grabbing Dan by the hand and directing him towards the chair by the window. Sitting him down with a sexy smile, she reached into her bag and pulled out some handcuffs. A flash of recognition on Dan's face was quickly replaced by anticipation as he worked out what was about to happen. Slowly, she fastened his wrists to the chair as the faint sound of footsteps on the stairs caught her attention.

Turning on her heels, she marched towards the bathroom, picking up her bag as she went. Hearing Dan almost whimper as she pulled away, she turned and put her fingers to her lips as slipped into the bathroom and closed the door behind her.

Dan

Dan McFarlane had never been so hard in his life! Where was she going? He sat there looking down at his glistening cock standing proud from his waist, imagining the adventure they were about to embark on together.

The bedroom door crashed open as the familiar shape of his wife barged into the room. Tears racing down her makeup caked face, she raced across the room as fast as her high heels would allow her and threw her designer purse at him. Oh fuck!

"You cheating bastard!" she screamed at him. "You fucking lousy motherfucker!"

"Marie, honey, I can explain." His erection was still holding strong.

"Explain? How the fuck do you explain how that girl's mouth ended up around your dick!?!" She was apoplectic with rage. "When I got the phone call saying I should come home, I thought you'd been hurt, that one of our CHILDREN had been hurt!" She wiped the tears away from her eyes, taking clumps of mascara with them. "You fucking pig!"

His heart skipped a beat. "Wait, someone called you?"

"That's what I said isn't..."

A silent, well trained hand slid around her neck from behind and clamped a white cloth around her mouth and nose. She bucked to repel her attacker, screaming into the chemical soaked rag as her unseen foe battled to restrain her. Dan could see Marie's fight quickly disappearing as the drugs in the cloth took effect. As her consciousness began to slip away, another arm appeared at her waist to take her weight, the now lingerie clad woman wrestling her onto the bed.

Dan battled against his restraints futilely. "What the fuck is going on?" he screamed.

"She's heavier than she looks, your wife," smiled the woman as she dropped the cloth into her bag. "Stronger too."

"What did you do to her?"

"Just knocked her out for a little bit," she said matter of factly. "It wouldn't do for her to get in the way yet."

"Yet?"

"Oh, I still have plans for her." She retrieved another chair from the other side of the room and placed it directly opposite Dan. "But it wouldn't do for her to beat the crap out of you just yet."

"You crazy bitch!" he said. "Did you plan all of this?"

She looked at him and smiled bashfully as she picked up his unconscious wife with impressive ease. "Pretty much."

"Why?"

"Because I... know you." she stammered as she placed Marie down on the chair. She fetched her bag and retrieved another pair of handcuffs.

"You know me?"

"Yeah, I know you. Inside out, outside in. I look into your eyes and see exactly what kind of animal you are, all sad and caged in this domestic hell." She locked the handcuffs around her prone wrists, fastening her to the chair. "You're a lion, Dan. A king among beasts! You deserve to be out in the wild, hunting for prey!"

"Oh my god, you're insane!"

"You're one to talk!" she snapped. "You could have anyone you want. Anyone!" she shouted as she circled Marie's chair. "And you just threw it away. For what? This?" She grabbed at Marie's blouse, ripping the buttons from the expensive fabric as she exposed her chest. Producing a small knife from her balled fist, she cut away the lace straps the held her sagging bosom in place, allowing them to drop to their natural height. Throwing the knife to the floor, she reached both hands around Marie's shoulders and roughly grabbed handfuls of her flesh. "You threw that all away for these?"

"She's my wife!" He pleaded. "I love her!"

"Says the man who had his cock in my throat 5 minutes ago!" she spat.

Marie was already starting to come back around, much to Dan's relief.

"What do you want from us?"

"I want to you realise your potential Dan," she said calmly. Bending over Marie's shoulder so that they were cheek to cheek, she looked him in the eye. "I want to release you from captivity. Show you how good it is to be free from these... domestic shackles."

She licked a tear from Marie's face as she stepped out from behind her chair. Allowing Dan to see her lingerie for the first time since she emerged from the bathroom to knock out his wife. She was now wearing a black lacy backless one piece that tied up to a choker around her supple neck. He could still see her pert nipples through the fabric and it was clear that she was enjoying what she was doing. He couldn't help but find her attractive. Crazy or not, she looked stunning. His cock started to harden again

"So these shackles I'm wearing," he asked, inadvertently gesturing to his wrists, "how do you plan to take them off?"

"Do as I say and it will be easy."

"What do you want me to do?"

"We're going to finish what we started!" She said with a wink. "Only Marie here is going to watch!"

"What? No! She has no part in this. Please let her go!"

She tutted, waving a finger. "That's not doing as I say, Dan." She sat down on Marie's lap and wrapped her arms around her neck. "She has to watch you, Dan. She has to see you as you really are. Only then will she free you to be what you always should have been!"

"I'm not going to fuck you in front of my wife!"

"Oh, I think you will."

"What makes you so sure?"

"Everything you've done up to this point. You're still hard, Dan. I essentially kidnapped your wife, drugged her and tied her to a chair and you still can't take your eyes off my body. You can't stop yourself."

"Wanna bet?"

"As it happens," she stated, "That's exactly what I plan to do." She stood from her perch on Marie's lap and crossed the void between them until she was standing directly in front of him. Leaning over, she placed her hands around his neck and whispered. "When she wakes up, I'm going to undo those cuffs. You'll be free to do whatever you want to do. You can free Marie and run. You can hit me. You can kill me if you want to try..."

"I just want to forget this night ever happened."

"You can try that, but something tells me the image of her husband getting the blow job of his life from a stranger might be a little hard to forget!"

She turned and gently lowered herself on to his lap, slowly gyrating her hips as his rock hard cock nestled between her buttocks. She could hear the handcuffs scraping against the chair as he reached to touch her with no success. Feeling his need rising, she teased him further by planting her feet in front of him and leaning forward, raising her behind from his lap as she bent over in front of him.

"You want this pussy." she stated. "You need it." She reached her hand between her legs and teased her delicate lips.

Dan sat there helpless as his body betrayed him. He was rock hard despite the situation that he and his wife had found themselves in. He couldn't help but stare at the deranged beauty playing with herself between him and his drugged spouse. He should be worried about Marie, the love of his life, the mother of his children. Why was he transfixed with this crazy bitch?

She continued to tease him, lowering herself to her knees and turning back around to face him, Gracefully, she raised her arms behind her head and unfastened the choker keeping her one piece in place, allowing the sheer material to drop to her waist. Once again, her creamy white breasts were revealed to him in all their glory. She grinned at him as their eyes met.

Taking the cue, she got up from the floor and straddled Dan's lap, the tip of his cock brushing against the lace of her one piece as she knelt on the chair and smothered his face with her breasts. Dan tried to turn his face away, but she cupped her hands on either temple and guided his head onto her nipple.

"You know you want to," she whispered. "Take it, it's yours!"

His tongue shot out of his mouth and began to lick her. His lips closed around it and he began to suck. He heard her groan as he teased her nipple, flicking and pushing it with his tongue.

"That's it, Dan, I'm all yours!"

She pressed herself down on his erection, only her one piece providing resistance. Dan wished the lace would just disappear. He could feel her wetness, her want. He wanted it too.

As if reading his mind, she pulled away her breast from his lips and tugged at her lingerie. Hearing a pop, Dan felt the material brush down over his cock before it was replaced with a moist warmth on the tip of his helmet. She paused, as if waiting for any last protests. When none came, she lowered herself down on to him...

Nina

He felt even bigger inside of her. Was that even possible? She hadn't planned on actually having sex with him until after she'd released him but the temptation was too strong. The ache she had felt inside her as she perched on top of his manhood was too much to ignore, and now she found herself slowly raising herself up before letting gravity do it's thing. With each fall, she found she could take a little more, like her pussy was making more room for his impressive manhood. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him hard; passionately shoving her tongue into his mouth. When he kissed her back, she knew he was hers.

A low moan emanated from behind her. Marie was coming to.

She started to quicken her pace, her hands holding the solid back of the chair for support. A moan escaped her lips, quite unintentionally, but she went with it, exaggerating her response to the physical stimulant inside her.

"Wha... what's going on?" she heard Marie moan quietly from behind her. "Where am I? Where's Dan?"

Nina turned to face her, whilst continuing her motions. "Your husband is over here Marie. I'm taking care of him for you."

"Dan?" she asked as more of her wits returned to her. "I had the strangest dream."

"You're still dreaming, honey. Go back to sleep" Dan cut in over the sound of slapping flesh.

Nina head snapped around to look Dan in the eye. "Tut, tut... uh... tut. Nice try" she whispered. She raised her voice to make sure Marie heard her. "Oh, Dan, your cock feels so good inside of me!"

As Nina said it, she slammed herself down on his lap, causing him to blow hard in response to the pain. She was revelling in the power she held over him. "Yes! Dan! Uh... Right there!"

Marie

Marie had had the strangest dream. Her husband had been cheating on her, and when she confronted him, she had been kidnapped. Sure, she'd had fantasies about Dan fucking other women before, but they had never seemed so real. As she stirred herself awake, a familiar sound filled her ears.

"Yes! Dan! Uh... Right there!"

Her eyes bolted open as her mind caught up with her body. The scene in front of her could have been taken directly from the darkest recesses of her subconscious. Her husband sat in front of her with a beautiful young model bouncing up and down on his lap. She tried to move but found her wrists bound to the chair she was slumped on. A fresh wave of adrenaline surged though her as fear gripped her. She looked down at her wrists and saw the handcuffs holding her in place, before seeing the tattered remains of her bra and blouse. Realising her chest was exposed, she pulled at her restraints to try and cover herself, only for the cuffs to stop her from doing so. The rumbling of the restraints caught the attention of the raven haired beauty in front of her.