The Lost Boy Ch. 02

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Ian awakes to find himself in the hands of the town Sheriff.
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Part 2 of the 25 part series

Updated 08/04/2023
Created 07/28/2017
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A.N. Hello hello hellooooo!

Welcome back to the next chapter of The Lost Boy!

Chapter one received soooo much positive feedback, and with a lot of encouragement from both you guys and the commissioner, chapter two was very quickly conceived!

The Following Contains: Rough sex between a sexy as fuck dominant dickgirl and an adorable femboy. Who is reluctant to admit that he enjoys it, so you can call this non-consent to consent. (Trust me though, he fucking loves it x3)

Have fun reading guys! And I'll see you at the ending notes!

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Valerie kicked open the front door to the dark interior of her house, a very unconscious boy cradled in her arms. Her heart was taken with watching his adorable sleeping features, so peaceful as she brought him inside.

An hour ago back at Melody's Miscellanea, Ian had passed out after the two had finished mating like wild animals. Unfortunately they finished much sooner than Valerie had wanted, but after that Earth shattering orgasm they shared she found herself surprisingly spent. Both of them remained molded to each other, heaving for breath for several minutes after she had dumped what felt like every drop of cum she had produced all year into his bowels. By the time that she finally composed herself, tenderly kissing the deflowered boys cheek, it was then she realized he was out cold.

Clearly exhausted from their surprise romp, Ian didn't have the strength to move his arms, and could barely feel his body from the waist down. Aside from the slight tingly aftershocks of his climax. The first he'd had in years. His eyelids fluttered as he felt the last few drops of her baby batter gloop into his behind before fading into unconsciousness.

The demoness giggled upon the realization of this and slowly unsheathed herself from his warm tight love hole. There was an audible 'plop' as she pulled her meat free of him, happily seeing that not a single ounce of her seed leaked out. Good to know he kept all that she gave him like a pro.

After collecting herself, she redressed them both and picked up his limp form, carried him back down the street to her car and took him home.

Using her elbow she nudged the front door shut behind her hearing it latch with a loud click. Typically she wouldn't bother locking her door at night, crime rate was incredibly low in Shelter. But tonight she had some very precious cargo in tow, and wanted to protect it. Valerie's home was more modernized than a lot of the other homes, she wasn't one of the many who liked to get into the spirit of the carnival and didn't bother to perform the festivities. Electing to keep her rather comfy cape home the same instead of expending the energy and enthusiasm to change it over and over again.

Now inside, she gently set Ian down on the full couch beneath the front room window. Adjusting his head under one of the throw pillows to ensure it was propped up right, and grabbed her red fuzzy blanket off the top of the couch to cover him up. She didn't want him to wake up with more than a sore ass, and she didn't want him to be cold either.

"Wow, I'm such a nice chick." She thought with a cheeky grin. But as she tucked the blanket around his form, her snarky attitude softened as she again scanned over his serene features. Such a smooth baby face, so calm and at peace right now. So adorable. Valerie brought her hand up and very carefully brushed away some of his dark black locks, occasionally stopping to stroke his cheek. She couldn't recall the last time she felt so infatuated with a boy, even in this moment she was taking such care to try and make him comfy after fucking his brains out. There was something about him that just seemed...different. She almost wanted to lie down on the couch next to him and cuddle the fuck out of him. The temptation was there, but she managed to pull back and stood upright. "He's got a tight ass and was a good lay, I'm probably just excited for round two." Valerie convinced herself before spinning on her heel to walk out of the room.

She stretched her arms up over her head and let out a quiet squeak as her muscles tensed and relaxed again. Today started out like crap but ended on an amazing note. There were so many fantastic ideas going through her brain now. She had a cute as fuck boy with her who's ass was made for milking cock. If this wasn't something to dangle in front of her friends, she didn't know what was! All of them would be begging for a shot at him.

Valerie started forming several ideas in her head as she passed through her kitchen and up the steps to her bedroom. But of course they'd have to convince her to share her prize, and he would not come cheap. Oh yes, Valerie was going to have a lot of fun with little Ian downstairs. And if her friends offered up the right stuff, they would be able to too.

Shelter Sheriff's Department: 6:00 A.M.

"If those mother fucking birds don't shut the fuck up..." Liline rubbed her temples, trying to will her aggravated/sleepy headache away. Outside her window several of the winged beasts were letting the world know they were awake, and it took every ounce of will power for her not to draw her gun and just start taking pot shots at them. She wanted to kick herself, she missed out on such a golden fucking opportunity last night after seeing Valerie having her way with that mystery boy. The smell of sex even from that distance was such an unbearable tease. The massive aura of sexual energy was just radiating all the way over to her even after they shut the door. "And Valerie...that greedy bitch." Liline continued throwing a mental tantrum, "She completely locked eyes with me! And still she shut that door...cunt..." When the couple went inside Melody's Miscellanea, the aura intensified. A HUGE amount, it drove her up the wall. She couldn't resist the urge to take her cock out and start furiously jerking it to the image of that boy being fucked up against the doorway.

Oh how she wished it was her that was railing him. Feeling that soft, cute tush clutching onto her dick for dear life. She would've fucked him good, way better than Valerie did, she would have treated him how a butt slut deserves to be.

She managed to bring herself to a decent enough climax, spewing her load all over her police uniform. Rather than putting it where it belonged, in that boys delicious looking ass. But in her own lust clouded haze, she missed them leaving. Valerie must've snuck out a different entrance, or just slipped away while Liline was caught up in her own pleasure. And because of that she also had stayed out extra late enjoying the encounter between the two that by the time she got home, cleaned up and went to bed her self, her alarm went off about 15 minutes later screaming at her to go to work.

And now here she was in the stoic, still silence of her office, unsigned paper work to her left, a box of last minute breakfast donuts at her front, the distant ringing of a phone that the deputy would surely answer in a second. Tired, cranky, and sexually frustrated."Ughh..." Liline groaned, how could she have been so careless? "Looked like such a fuckable boy too." She sighed and leaned back in her chair and kicked her legs up onto her desk letting her black leather high heeled boots thump onto the wood. She admired her long legs wrapped up in the hip hugging jeans for a moment, thinking about how they could've so easily wrapped around that little boy's head. Forced him to deep throat her cock, fuuuck that would look good. She let her mind wander around these images for a while, not like she had anything else to do anyways.

Back in the day, she use to have things to do. She was busy and revered for the services she gave to the town day in and day out. But now, with Shelter enjoying a time of calm and peace. Her new job as Sherriff was to sit here, and actually pray that something would tear her away from this perpetual boredom.

Her office desk had a few idle papers stacked on one side by where she rested her feet, while the other side held her computer. An image she had taken some time ago of a poor mortal she had stumbled upon on all fours with her mounting him from behind as the wallpaper. Her belt was used as a collar to wrap around his neck as she rode him from behind. She could remember taking the picture like it was yesterday, even though it was a very long time ago now. That goes double for the amount of time it has been since she had a good lay.

Last night was her chance and she botched it, she must've gotten sloppy over the years. It had been too long since she had a good boy slut, and thinking about all of this now caused her to let her head fall back against the head of her chair. What she would give for a second shot at that mystery boy. And just one more whiff of his alluring scent.

The long raven colored tresses of hair spilling out over the back and sides. Her cock was aching in her pants again, she was about to just unzip her pants a second time within the last few hours and let out her big girl for some more play time. But then there was a knock on the frame of her door. "Sheriff Liline?" A sweet alto voice came from outside her adjacent doorway.

"Come in." She called back, and in entered her deputy Lyra.

Long pretty blonde hair tied into a ponytail, the lithe 5'7 woman stepped in and leaned against the entrance to the office. Her bright blue eyes blinked a little tiredly as she spoke, "I just received a call from an anonymous tipper about a possible injured human."

Liline couldn't resist the urge to roll her eyes at that. Probably one of the most common calls they got around here was an incompetent Succubus who drained a human of too much of their life force and ended up nearly putting them in a coma, they then panic and call for help. And here comes the brave police force to the rescue, by slapping the human awake and giving them some juice to rehydrate.

"What else is new." She stated taking her legs off the desk and spinning her seat to face her computer, acting like she was busy. "Get Veronica or Selene on it. I'm too busy to save another cat out of a tree-"She was interrupted, "No, no, no, it's not another sex emergency. It's also a possible kidnapping. Apparently our anonymous source spotted Valerie lugging out a young boy from her car, unconscious and into her house on Goldshore." Liline froze. "She says that he might be really hurt cause he wasn't moving when she brought him inside. But if you want me to get-"

"Forget what I said." Liline interrupted this time, "Now that I think about it...It's been a long time since I've gotten my own hands dirty responding to one of these calls." Lyra tilted her head curiously as Liline suddenly stood up from her chair. "Don't bother with the others, their probably too busy fucking each other anyway. I'll go."

The shorter woman blinked in surprise, she was expecting to be tasked with either going out herself or sending another deputy to do so. But this sudden change of heart from her Sheriff was unexpected. She hated these routine calls. Meanwhile Liline felt like her heart had leapt up into her throat, and the clouds opened up to let the sun shine on her face. If what Lyra was telling her about was the same boy from last night. Then she had her second shot within her grasp. "Are...are you sure Sheriff?"

Her dark eyes peered back down at her untouched box of donuts and the lack of attended to work papers.

She shrugged, "I've got nothing better to do anyway."

Valerie's Residence

"Wow, I must've worked him out." Valerie whispered as she sipped from her piping hot coffee mug, standing over Ian's still soundly asleep form. She knew it was pretty early so obviously he would still be out, but he had literally not moved from the position she laid him in. Aside from the soft, steady rise and fall of his chest with his breathing of course. She didn't need much sleep herself, having charged herself up plundering the boy's treasures late last night. But he must've been beyond exhausted from his time with her.

It gave a small swell of pride within her chest and a smug smirk upon her lips. Knowing that she had put him out for the night made her already decently sized ego grow a bit bigger. But she couldn't bask in the cuteness of her guest for that long, she needed to get going to prepare for him to wake up. Valerie's house wasn't exactly stocked for visitors, so she planned a quick grocery run to get Ian some food during his stay here.

Which would hopefully be a very long time.

She quickly dressed herself and finished off the coffee before darting out the door. The trip would have to be quick on the off chance he woke up while she was gone. She was pretty sure he wouldn't but you could never be too careful when it came to a fresh boy toy, "Especially with enough sexual energy and prowess to live off of for a billion years." She thought smiling and closing the door behind her.

What she didn't notice though, as she crossed the yard to her white Sedan, was a police cruiser parked about one hundred yards down the street. The same one that spotted her and Ian the night before, with the Sheriff herself waiting patiently inside. Liline watched Valerie climb into her car, start it up and back out of the drive way. Alone, no mystery boy in sight. Which left her to believe that she had foolishly left her prize unguarded in her house.

"Perfect." She whispered to no one in particular while she eyed the car coasting down the street, then turn left off onto the main road. She waited about thirty seconds before she shifted the gear into drive, and closed the distance between her vehicle and Valerie's residence. Her mouth was practically salivating at the idea of seeing that boy up close. And recalling that heavenly scent emanating off of him...fuck, she was getting hard just thinking about it. Her car pulled up into the drive way, tires quietly cracking tiny pebbles on the way up. She shifted the gear back into park and eagerly moved to unbuckle her seat belt, however the moment she reached down to do so, an unusual shift of movement in the yard caught her eye. On reflex she looked back up out her window, "...what the fuck?" Grimy hands, twisted dark and charred flesh. Their bodies squirming and convulsing in awkward misshapen spasms against Valerie's home. Out of practically nowhere, half a dozen of these miserable creatures were crawling about the garden bushes. Slapping their hands on the walls, some appearing to scratch at the building like a desperate dog or cat. Quiet pitiful whines choked from their malformed mouths while Liline looked on at them. She did a double take between them and the horizon. The sun was up, and it was bright outside, "Why in the fuck are they..." She didn't finish her sentence, and instead shook her head and left the comfort of her car. Immediately the creatures pawing at the house perked up, and craned their long turgid necks in her direction. "Fuck off! Get the Hell out of here! Fucking disgusting!" In sheer terror the monstrous entities flailed their bodies and scurried back through the bushes, crawling as quick as they could away from the Sherriff. She shook her head, "Fucking trash..."

Why would they be out here during the daytime? She didn't know, but her eager attitude immediately shifted to suspicion. Her dark eyes glanced between the household and the scattered dirt and grass where the creatures fled. They never came out this early.

Liline actually hesitated where she stood. Maybe they were attracted to the amazing smell coming from the boy? What if there were more of them inside? Was the boy okay? A lot of questions surfaced in her mind that caused her defensive and law-woman instinct kick in. Her hand for the first time in a long time, carefully reached over to touch the grip of her holstered gun.

It felt so good...

He could feel her buried so deep in him...

Her hefty balls in his mouth, he licked them, he wanted to mix up the cum inside, to make it nice and thick...

So many hands were all over him, so many feminine hands caressing his body, pinching his nipples, stroking along his ribs, tickling beneath his armpits, lips on his pelvis, lips on his ass cheeks...

The desire...

The want...

The need to make them feel good, in return for making him feel so good...It was amazing...

Incredible...

This had to be Heaven...

And then it was gone...

So many beautiful women loving him, disappeared. Like they were never there. Emptiness. Ian didn't have anyone...

Except for that one figure now standing before him...

A male...

Standing perfectly opposite of him. Unmoving, his face shadowed in darkness. Ian couldn't see him, he didn't have any idea who he was or what he wanted. But there was something glowing in his hand. held down low at his side...

The sound of a drip...

Voices...

The girls...they were crying...

He could hear them...

The figure dropped the object...

Ian managed to catch a glimpse of it, the bright red stone, hit the floor...

CLACK

Ian was suddenly very awake. His body jolted and he scrambled to catch himself, he was laying on a couch, and as he quickly scanned his surroundings he realized that he was in a place he had never seen before. He needed to take a moment in order to recall what had happened and where he was. His chest was heaving and his face felt very hot, but through the sudden awakened shock, he managed to remember what happened last night. Which would also explain why there was an achy soreness in his butt.

He could remember the woman. If he could call her that. The house was unfamiliar but the smell of what he believed was her perfume was still thick in the air. As he sat up, allowing the crumpled blanket on his waist to fall to the floor, the sweet tempting smell of her seemed to be lingering around him. Thankfully, she was nowhere in sight, but it still felt like her presence was heavy all around him. His eyes blinked a few times and searched around, a big flat screen TV set on a cedar chest was on the opposite side of the room and two doorways were on opposing walls. One leading to further inside the house while the other looked to be the entrance. He didn't know this place, but he quickly put two and two together and figured that the woman, Valerie, had brought him to her home.

A few strands of hair clung to his sweaty forehead, and as he brought his hand up to swipe them away, he felt a very intense heat emanating from the skin. Did he have a fever? The hand lingered there for a second, "Why would I have a fever? I know I...I was raped...by her but..." he tried to think but it was difficult to do. He had just woken up from another nightmare. He'd been having those a lot recently, but now he was back in the waking world and trying to deal with the current predicament he was in. Kidnapped, and in unfamiliar territory by a rapist shemale whom he was foolish enough to trust last night. He wanted to slap himself for giving in so easily, he could've fought harder. Maybe scrambled away, but instead he melted into her arms. "Why didn't I fight back?"

Suddenly there was some loud banging on the door, it was so out of the blue that Ian yelped and jumped back on the couch pulling his knees up to his chest.