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Dark Angel

By: ghoag



I was visiting my aunt when she asked if I would like to come to the set of the TV show she worked on. I agreed not know which show it was. The next day I traveled with her to the studio lot she worked at. As I noticed the sets, I realized it was the set of my favorite show “Dark Angel”. I had this fascination with its star Jessica Alba. I have never been bisexual with anyone, but she brought about feelings I have never felt before. For the first time I felt pure lust for another female. Her beauty intoxicated me. 

We walked to the seating area that I could watch the taping of the current scene. She was fighting a rather well built man. There was an awful lot of wrestling and fighting involved and as her breath got louder, I started feeling myself getting turned on. The scene went on for five or so minutes and by the time it was finished I noticed that my panties were soaked. My own breathing was very heavy at this point. I saw her leave the set towards her trailer so I decided to try and sneak an autograph. 

As I neared her trailer I began to hear loud noises from inside the trailer. I couldn’t resist and peered into the window. There she was with the hunk from the scene she was just in. They were locked in a passionate kiss hugging and rubbing against each other. I then saw her help remove his shirt. He was so built and well defined. She then lifted her tiny shirt up over her head letting it fall to the floor. She had on a front clasp, see through bra on. You could see her silver dollar sized nipples jutting out over a half inch even through her bra. She knelt down in front of the man and went after his fly trying to unleash his noticeable bulge. As she let his pants slide to the ground, we both notice one of the biggest cocks I have ever seen. It must have been over 10 inches long and from the window, pretty thick as well. 

She immediately went to work on his shaft with her soft hands, stroking up and down the king kong dong. She then started to inhale the head, barely getting it past her lips at first. Her nice bee stung lips looked so incredible around this huge pecker that I lowered my hand to my crotch trying to relieve the built up pressure. She finished undressing her gorgeous body while working on his dick. She was so beautiful and seeing her with this man was too much for me. I felt my first orgasm approaching and let out a low moan not realizing that they might have heard me. I look up through the window again and to my surprise there was Jessica Alba looking directly at me with a grin on her pretty lips. She motions me to come to the door of her trailer. 

I figured this was to call security but when I stepped to the door she stood there naked smiling at me. I suddenly realized that she did not mind and that I was getting my chance with the woman of my dreams. She leads me over to the sofa in her trailer. She stood me there in front of it and started to take off my shirt. I was so shocked I couldn’t move. She then unclasped my bra and let it fall to the floor. As she made her way down to my pants, she stopped to give each of my now erect nipples a quick lick and a nibble. I was in heaven. She took my right tit in her mouth and started undoing my pants. She had the man slide them down and help me out of them all the while still sucking on my tit. She sat me down and moved her head between my dripping wet thighs. My own juices were running down my legs. She then began flicking my puffy clit with her tongue while the man stepped to me and stuck his cock at my face. 

I knew what he wanted and wet my lips to start on my job at hand. I did not last long with a tongue at my pussy and a cock in my mouth. I felt one of the strongest orgasms I have ever had brewing. I gripped the back of her head and ground my hips towards her face. I let the cock plop out of my mouth letting out my moans of shear pleasure. He then moved behind the young actress and pressed his monster to her tiny hole. He was able to slide in easily with all of my saliva on his prick. He started slowly with long steady strokes. She then began sticking her tongue as far into my own love hole trying to get all of my sweet juices into her mouth. I could feel her rock quicker as the man picked up his pace. I was nearing yet another orgasm when I could feel her moans get even louder. Within seconds all of us were screaming and bucking wildly. He withdrew his cock and stream after stream of hot white cum sprayed out of this hose like rod. It hit my tits and all over the back of her. She licked all of it off of my tits. 

As we all lay there recovering I now was able to notice just how hot she was. She had the nicest nipples and tits I have seen. Her body was perfect. I also now drew my eyes on her neatly shaved mound. She had on thin strip down the center that came to the pinkest looking cunt I’d seen. And for the first time in my life I found myself wanting to taste it. I moved in closer to her and reached my tongue out to flick her swollen clit. It tasted so good that I reached my tongue as far as I could get it in her sweet love canal. As I was on all fours eating my first pussy I felt the man press his cock against my own wet box. He gently slid it in and it felt like he was ripping my poor pussy apart. 

As I stretched and got use to it I began to feel his cock bottom out in my canal. I am lapping at this pink pussy like I am a pro at it. I feel yet another orgasm stirring and start thrusting backwards trying to get more of his prick inside me. I am sucking and licking this beautiful woman to no end. I convulse violently having the strongest of my orgasms that day or my life for that matter. The man and Jessica are not finished yet so she climbs on me in a 69 position. As I am licking more of her juices from her pussy I see the man move in over my head. He enters her pussy as I am going to town on her erect clit. He is squeezing her huge tits as they swing back and forth rubbing on my stomach. 

I can feel her wetness run down her crack and fall into my awaiting mouth. His huge balls are now slapping against my face as he is pounding away at her poor pussy. Again we are all nearing orgasm together again. She is first as I can feel her body tense over mine. He then drives in one last time and fills her cunt with his hot sperm. He withdraws his huge member from her and I place my lips at her opening, tasting his cum and hers mixed together. It is the best taste in the world and I am now having my final orgasm of the day. 

We are all very spent and well fucked. We all just lay there together until I hear my aunt’s voice calling for me. I give her one final passionate kiss and then got dressed. I will never forget the day I got to be with Dark Angel.

Dark Angel



Mia Rodriguez walked down the dark streets in her red high heels, black see through fish net stockings, and velvety red dress. For the first jon who catches her on the street, he was fortunate enough to taste and experience her clean, sweetie, goodness. After that first jon, the others didn't get a chance. Still ignorance was bliss and the men were so horny enough they didn't care that her shower was eight o clock in the morning. Besides, these sick bastards actually deserve it. They look down on her like she was nothing but trash. She figured it was her fault since she didn't better herself, but what was she suppose to do? She was born into this world with no skills, no family, and no help. So what is a pretty, helpless Puerto Rican girl to do? So far she was pretty; she had big tits, and nice round ass. She can fulfill men's fantasies just by flaunting her goodies and get crazy paid for it. Men (And sometimes women) pay her to fulfill their most perverted desires and she goes home with major cash in her pocket, a roof over her head, and nice food on the table. Everybody is happy. 

The morning and afternoon was good. Trying to get men to pick her up was like fishing. She was the worm on the hook and all men had to do was come swimming after her so they can do one of the most disgusting and weird things not even she could think of. Everything except eat her. But that didn't mean there were no strange as men into the occult or something. That's why she carried mase and a switchblade with her. If a trick started something that she didn't approve of she would give the crazy bastard a warning. If he didn't listen she would blind his ass with mase and while he is screaming in agony trying to wipe away the poison from his eyes and hopefully his mouth, that's when Mia would pull her bestfriend and ultimate protection, Sharp Betty. Just thinking how to introduce Betty to some crazy jon put a big smile on Mia's face. Hell, some of these horny, pathetic, bastards actually need lesson or two. They probably had wives cleaning up at home naïve enough to think that her faithful, loving, husband she shared two or three kids with would be out working late so they can keep their house in the Hamptons or some other rich and privileged place. 

After the sun went down and the stars took over the streets were still busy like always but the work was dying down. Mia figured that enough men got their nut off early making her figure that she had made enough money to pay her other perverted, sleazebag of a landlord so she wouldn't have to give him free head every month so she could find a decent place to sleep. 

As Mia walked the rest of the way home with her red purse strapped to her shoulder, she couldn't help but wonder if maybe she needed to up the price of her clients. Yes she made enough money to reach one thousand dollars. Half of that was going to that fat ass, sleazebag, landlord who, by coincidence, up the price of her stay saying that other people that live in the building are having problems with her day job. Yeah right. Half of those so called, "Hard working," citizens are convicted felons, drug addicts, or probably selling their asses too so at least they have a roof over their heads. 

Mia walked down the street and took a turn towards a dark alley. Of course the old saying of haphazard shortcuts is to never go down a dark alley alone. You didn't know what type of freaks may pop out of nowhere. And even if she was used goods, she did look pretty fine. As if she just came straight out of college. 

As she hurried on her way home Mia turned at the sound of something clinging like some can falling and rolling on the ground. But there was nothing there except for trash and heavy smoke from the heating grate most homeless people sleep on to stay warm. 

The whole scene looked pretty gothic as well as scary, so Mia turned back to her destination and kept walking. Suddenly she heard another bump, but this time it sounded like it was ahead of her. 

Not easily scared, Mia reached into her purse to unlock the cap of her mase and put her finger on the button in case she needed to whip it out on these freaks. Soliciting men and women on the streets for 3 years taught her that no matter how dangerous it is to be in close proximity in their car taught her that she needed to stay calm in case they start acting up. Unlike some of these naïve kids selling their pathetic asses thinking every man that gives them money for indecency was a nice man, Mia always knew better. There are no nice guys. At least none she met. If that was the case, she probably wouldn't be walking the streets, risking getting arrested because of her inappropriate attire, and jumping in and out of cars with strange men. 

If only she met a nice guy when she was born or as she was being raised maybe she would become one of these stuck up, stick in their ass, people who worked hard to become lawyers, doctors, corporate leaders thinking they give a damn about the economy and the people who have no choice but to take their bullshit if they wish to live. 

"Hello?!" Mia yelled out the darkness. Despite being a normal reaction, it did sounded pretty stupid to yell out for a greeting. "Is anyone there?" Nothing. Silence. Mia wanted to continue forward but heard another banging sound, like something accidentally tripping over some object while trying to sneak up on her. "Listen assholes," Mia threatened, "I don't know what game you guys are playing but if you think I'm some normal whore you can force yourself upon without paying, you figured wrong!" 

Still, there was no sound. 

Trapped as she may felt Mia had three choices. One, she could continue forward and hopefully not run into any freaks along the way. Two, risk going back the way she came hoping she would not run into any freaks on her way back. Or three, stand there like a deer in the headlights and wait for the crazy bastards to come to her. Risk that she is really to take if it meant she would hurt one of them and give her the chance to get away to sell her ass another day. 

Holding onto the mase as hard as she could, Mia made her way down the dark alley already planning out how she was going to kick this psycho's ass if he even existed. She came to the side of the building where there was stone steps leading up to a doorway that was opened and pitch black inside. Mia wasn't a fan of horror movies, but one thing she knew is don't travel or go into dark places where anyone or thing is hiding. Mia made sure she was a few steps away from that. 

Mia wanted to see the look on the perv's face when she whips out her mase, but she was getting tired of the mind games. She took out her mase in one hand along with her Sharp Betty in the other. 

"Okay you losers," Mia yelled, "you wanna play? Let's play. You don't who you are fuck'in with!"

Just like that something covered her nose and mouth. Mia tried to scream but whoever covered her face held on so tightly that it muffled out her screams. Plus, Mia smelled something really sour and strong and inhaled it in as much as she tried to let out. Mia thought about spraying the attacker backwards with the mase hoping to hit him in the face as much as give a taste of his own medicine. But both her wrists were held tightly and forced behind her back. One hand covering her face to drug her, the second gripping her wrist holding the mase, and a third gripping the other wrist with the switchblade. Either this man was some type of freak of nature or her paranoia was correct. There was more than one man stalking her. 

With both her defense and offense restrained, all Mia could do was struggle and hope that she was strong enough to break free. But the men were so strong that she could hardly even move an inch. Then there was the chemical that was freely flowing up her nose and mouth and hitting the brain causing her to see blurred visions of what was a dark alley. Now it was just complete darkness. 





Dark Angel



Amanda turned to Gloria smiling gleefully. "Thank you for walking me to my door."

"Oh no problem. Pretty girls like us need to stick together sometimes you know?" Gloria said.

Amanda smiled wider. "Yeah I know." She turned to unlock and opened the door and stepped in. Before she closed it behind her, Amanda faced Gloria one more time as if trying to get a mental note that would burn in her memory forever before she closed the door on her. But something stopped the door from closing. Amanda looked down and saw that Gloria's milky, soft; hand was pressed up against the door keeping it halfway opened. 

Amanda didn't know what the hell was going on until she looked up at Gloria who stared deep into her eyes coldly. Those beautiful black eyes that Amanda could not turn away from.

"What's the hurry?" Gloria asked solemnly. Amanda didn't answer. For some strange reason she couldn't. Staring into Gloria's eyes was like staring into a black hole in space. No one was around, hell she wasn't even in her apartment. It was like she was floating. Floating into nothingness. A dream state she could not wake up from. She saw nothing or know nothing except the one voice that she heard from the distance. "Can I come in?" Gloria asked. Amanda still stuck in her trance tried to snap out of it but for some reason couldn't. "Can I come in please?"

Complying, Amanda slowly opened the door as wide as she could and stepped aside. Without keeping her eyes off of Gloria, Amanda watched as she walked in those voids she called eyes still staring hard into her own as if Gloria turned away for one minute, the spell would break. 

Amanda closed the door behind them without moving her eyes away from Gloria's. 

"Show me where your bedroom is?" Gloria ordered.

Out of a chain reaction, Amanda took Gloria's hand and guided her to her room. 

Gloria looked around. There was a nice, comfortable looking, made bed up against the wall that was so big it might as well been in the center of the room. There was a tall wooden drawer beside it with pictures of herself and probably friends. On the other side was her own private bathroom. "So this is where you sleep?"

Amanda stood at the foot of the bed and stared at Gloria who browsed around. Then she walked over to Amanda and stared into her eyes. She could tell that Amanda was still under her spell with her blue eyes stuck on hers and a slight smile that was welcoming. 

Gloria placed her soft hand on Amanda's cheek and lightly rubbed her hand down her soft cheek. "Take off your clothes."

If Amanda was out of the trance, she would be totally shocked. She would probably tell her to get the hell out. But in this situation Amanda was under Gloria's complete control. Amanda put her thumbs under the straps of her dress and pulled them down. With her dress halfway around her waist, she pulled the rest of her dress down to her feet and stepped out of it. She was in her red bra and panties. Gloria watched impressed as Amanda reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra and dropped it to the floor. Gloria's eyes opened wide at the site of Amanda's perky, medium size, breasts with pointed, pink, nipples. But the show was not over yet. Gloria ordered Amanda to take her clothes off. And she meant everything. Amanda placed her thumbs around the straps of her panties, opened them wide, and pulled them all the way down. She stepped out of them and kicked them to the side along with her dress. Amanda stood upright and proud as she revealed her nudity to the acceptable Gloria. 

"Very elegant," Gloria finally spoke impressed, "very elegant indeed."

Gloria walked up to the naked Amanda and wrapped one big palm around her perky, medium thick, breasts making Amanda gasp. Still in trance, the touch of her soft, perky, flesh did not snap her out of Gloria's spell. Amanda started breathing heavily as Gloria placed both her hands on her breasts and lightly squeezed and massaged them. Heat started developing in Amanda and it was making its way down between her legs. Still stuck in the void, in the back of her mind she was wondering what it would be like to touch herself. She hasn't pleased her body in years ever since she started escorting. 

Gloria placed her hands on each side of Amanda's cheeks. She pulled her face closer to hers without hesitation and they both passionately kissed. Amanda was already in a trance, but that kiss. The kiss that was different from any other clients kiss sent her deeper and deeper into her pleasure of nothingness. She started to feel moist between her thighs and so wanted to touch Gloria's body and badly. 

Gloria finally broke away from the kiss even though she knew Amanda wanted more. Gloria moved in closer until her red, cherry, lips were near her right ear. "I want you to get on the bed for me and touch yourself," Amanda's eyes shot open. Of course she had no choice but to do what she was told, what was Gloria going to be doing? "And I want you to take it slow. I want to witness every moment of it."

Amanda leaned back on her bed and crawled backwards until she was in the middle. Then she relaxed her head on the back of her pillow. Comfortable and ready, Amanda opened her legs slightly and placed a few fingers between her thighs. It started with rubbing her clitoris slowly and carefully which triggered the first wave of pleasure. Of her course her body was like taking a mind of its own but what really set her body on fire was the thought of Gloria on top of her helping her fulfill her need of sweet release. 

This caused Amanda to dig deeper into her loins and rub the inside of her pussy walls with two of her fingers. She wanted to kiss Gloria. To touch her. To get inside her and return the same feel of pleasure Amanda was feeling right now. 

Amanda didn't notice it or was too distracted to care, but Gloria was on the other side of the room watching sternly and carefully as if it was very important to remember every detail of Amanda fondling herself. 

Amanda did not stop in her pursuit to find that sweet release that she so desperately wanted. Satisfying her body was nothing like pleasing any other client. Her mind was racing in all directions as she was deciding whether to get it over with and climax on her clean covers or try to think of something uninteresting so she can continue on her sexual assault on her own body. So many decisions. 

Gloria watched as Amanda's chest began to heave up and down in an erotic explosion that sent her over the edge crying as if she was in pain, even though the satisfied smile on her face told Gloria that she loved it. 

Amanda's breathing slowed as her body began to relax. She remembered when she was masturbating before she even moved to New York. It was a wonderful feeling and very relaxing, but not to relaxing that she felt like she was knocked out. Amanda laid in bed feeling free, but somewhat delirious. As if her body released some sort of chemical that hit her in the brain. It was to the point that she even forgot (Or was still in the trance) Gloria was in the same room!

Gloria walked over and sat on the edge of the bed right next to Amanda. She stared down at her sleeping body her eyes closed and probably waiting for more instructions. Instead, Gloria leaned down until her face was close to Amanda's and gave her one strong kiss to her lips. Amanda kissed back without opening her eyes. Gloria rose up still staring down at the naked beauty that is her new slave. 

She got off the bed, headed to the door, turned off the light, and slowly closed the door behind her leaving her new slave lying naked in her bed uncovered and drifting off in a deep sleep that left her dreaming about her new guest, friend, and master. 




Carrie Benson slowly opened her eyes. Everything was a blur at first but after getting the sleep out of her system she was able to see clearly. Carrie was staring up at the ceiling. At least she thought. There was a big ball of light that was shining down on her and almost blinded her completely. 

At first she thought she must have fell asleep on her bed after a long night's work. But she didn't remember sucking dick for a giant lamp to shine in her face all fucking day. So Carrie tried to get up but couldn't. She looked side to side to see that both her wrists were tied to the metal bed post and tightly. She lifted her head up and tried to look further down to see that her ankles were tied to the other end of the bed post!

"What the fuck?!" Carrie screamed. "What the fuck is this?!" But there was no answer. 

Carrie tried to think back when she was on the street selling her ass. Men would invite her to their place for some kinky fun. But one thing she never fell for was being tied down, to anything. She was the one doing the tying. It wasn't only kinky but it gave her some sense of control. Plus, it was safer than allowing a man to take control and do whatever they want with her. Including leaving her for dead if that is what turns them on. So how in the hell did she get caught up in this situation?

"Look, I don't know who the hell you are or what you want but this shit here is going to cost you two hundred and fifty. Kinky shits like this don't come for free!"

Still, there was no answer. Now what?

Suddenly Carrie heard footsteps coming towards her. She struggled to look up and out appeared from the darkness was a tall, white, man. His hair was shaved with dark brown eyes. He could have looked really handsome if it wasn't for the sweating and the look of obsession in his eyes. He seemed to be breathing hard, really hard. As if he got a call some dumb, white, bitch was strapped to a bed just for him and ran his crazy ass all the way to the middle of nowhere just to see. 

Carrie noticed that his right arm was moving weirdly. She looked down a little farther to see that he was actually stroking his penis to hardness. Carrie could see the opening of the slit in the mushroom sized gland.

Carrie realized that she was going to be raped in the middle of nowhere by a horny psychopath. Wonderful. 

"Hey baby," Carrie finally spoke, "you like what you see? After you get done having some fun, why don't you help me outta here and me and you can go out and get some lunch, because I'm famished." 

The man didn't respond. Carrie knew all he was thinking about was getting off.

The man jumped on top of Carrie settling himself between her legs. Carrie didn't hesitate. This was the life. Hell the way she was living, this was bound to happen. She just took a deep breath and sighed. At least whatever happens it was her and no sweet college girl who tried to come above this. 

Carrie could feel the heat of his penis between her thighs and braced herself when the head popped in first. The man either was desperate or had no mercy. He just shoved himself all the way inside her as if she was nothing. Which is every whore. 

"You like that," Carrie spoke as she felt him inside her, "you want this good pussy don't you?" Inciting him probably wasn't the best idea but she had heard stories of crazy ass perverts like this guy who put women through situations like this and no matter how loud they scream or how hard they fight, it seems struggling only makes things worse. Carrie was curious if she did the opposite. "Come on baby, get this good pussy!"

The man was listening and took her urging to heed. The more Carrie kept enticing the maniac the more he forced his dick in and out of her as fast as he could as if trying to get off but hurt her at the same time. But it wasn't working. 

Carrie started moaning and crying out in pleasure even though the whole thing was fake. Hopefully the retard would be dumb enough to think a street hooker like herself had a crush on him. 

Then all Carrie's plans changed when the man stopped fucking her and looked her straight dead in the eyes. For some reason the man was starting to get limp and he started to get angry. Carrie looked up into his eyes and finally it hit her. Fear. The man raised his hand up and with one quick swipe, slapped her so hard Carrie saw bright flashes and knew it wasn't because of the bright light above them. 

Just like Carrie feared, the skinny, bald, headed man was one of those types. Just her luck. 

"You fuck'in bitch!" The man finally spoke. "You think you better than me!"

Carrie realized that there was no point in trying to let him fuck her until she was numb. This man wanted her to feel pain, wanted her to scream, and wanted her to fear him. She didn't need a Ph. D to realize that this poor child had no control over his life while growing up. Instead of taking it out on the perpetrators that hurt him the most, he was going to take out on any stuck up bitch he thought was better than him. 

SMACK! Another big slap across her face. This one was numb since it was the same hard swipe like the last time. SMACK! Another opened hand hit. 

Carrie should have screamed or at least acted as if it hurt her really bad because the man started to notice. This time he wine up and balled his hand up in a fist. Shit! 

WALLOP! The punch was ten times as hard as the slaps. WALLOP! Again the man came down on her like she stole money from him with giving him what he needed. The man came down some more times on her face until he saw that his fist finally broke the skin on her left eyelid. 

That's when Carrie felt another weapon. Weapon between good and evil stuck between her thighs that was growing and hard. The man went back to where he started pushing into her as hard as he could as if his penis was meant to stab her until her insides bleeds. 

At first Carrie thought he was taking a break from the hitting while he was fucking her, but them she realized she spoke to soon when she felt a few more fists hit her face. It wasn't hard as when he rose up and came down on her with hardness. The man changed his route and decided to keep punching her from the side when he was a little lower. It didn't hurt as much but it still hurts all the same. 

"You fuck'in bitch," The man continued, "I'll show you, you fuck'in dick suck'in slut!" 

The man rose up and tilted his head backwards screaming or what sounded more like a roar as Carrie felt the rushed of warm semen shoot inside her. 

Carrie was glad that he was done with is sexual and physical assault but knew that the night was still not over. 

The man went back to staring at Carrie hard as if he figured he did not hurt her the way he wanted to. "You still here bitch?" The man spoke in a baleful tone. Bloodied and bruised Carrie closed her eyes a waited for what was expected of an old whore trying to make a living. "You still think you better than me don't you bitch?" The man said again as he wrapped his palms around her throat and squeezed as hard as he could until he saw Carrie's eyes and tongue bulge out of her head as if surprised that he was doing this. 

As the man slowly tried to take her life away all Carrie could think about was the years she has worked the streets. Tearing her body and her self-worth trying to make ends meet. Her life was shit and everybody she knew or just met knew it. She let herself face the possibility that her life was never going to change and what was happening now was bound to happen sooner or later. Don't get her wrong, Carrie was not afraid to die. Hell, he was doing her a major favor taken her away from this world. The only thing she cared about was that the psycho came into her. If he was going to take her life, no matter how painful it was, at least she wouldn't be responsible for bringing another monster into this world. 




Amanda woke up in the morning and in the nude feeling refreshed and somewhat free. Of course waking up naked was not unusual to her, waking up naked and uncovered was not like her. She tried to remember what had happened last night. It was a blur at first, but then the images came back. She was at this high priced bar looking for jons. Doctors, lawyers, stockbrokers, and other white collared workers hangout to relax or celebrate their victories over the people they screwed over or the economy. 

Amanda remembered walking out of the bar because no one was biting and waited on the side the street. Her eyes shot up as she remembered the long, dark haired, woman who offered her a ride to her apartment. They were standing outside of her door when she walked in and she was about to close it on the woman. That's when the door was stuck and when she looked up to find out it was her, everything went blank. 

That was strange. She only had one apple martinee, her favorite. She remembered the woman from the bar, the street, and her apartment complex. Until she stepped into her room suddenly everything was black. Then she wakes up naked in her bed feeling internal release as if she just had sex. Was she a client? Did she drug her somehow? That was pretty weird that a beautiful and educated looking woman like herself would want to drug her. Especially how remarkably attractive she was. If she would have played her cards straight or sweet talk her, Amanda would have given it up for free.

Amanda laid back on the bed and sighed. That night was not only weird but long and she didn't get anything out of it except getting laid. Amanda reached under her pillow and felt something sharp, but papery. She rose up again and pulled back the pillow to see there was green paper under it. She picked it up and counted. 5 perm pressed hundred dollar bills. Maybe that night wasn't a total loss? Whoever that strange woman was, she must have rocked her world. One of the easiest ways to make money in her life. Suddenly another memory popped up in her head. The mystery woman's name was Gloria. Gloria Estaben. After what she just found out this morning, Amanda will never forget her name. 




After an intense stretching to loosen up her muscles in all parts of her body, Amanda stepped outside her room and positioned her ipod on her waist band. Then she put the two earmuffs in her ears. She walked down to the first floor where he caught Doc Sampson. 

"Hi," Amanda waved listening to the music even though she quickly passes by. 

Doc was a very unusual man. He had a very big bald spot on the top of his head with grey hair around the back and side of his head. He was probably in his 60s and by the look on him, it showed. He wore very thick glasses that made his eyes bulge outward like some weird cartoon character. He had a nose that was the size of witch from, "The Wizard of Oz", and he was missing a few teeth. The sad part was that he looked really confused. One look at you but no matter how affective those oval glasses were, he looked like he didn't understand what the hell he was looking at. And when Amanda or someone else would speak to him like, "Hi", or, "Hello", he would respond as if he was deaf or he just didn't understand the question. 

Amanda always wondered if she was going to meet creeps like him one day. So far she has been very lucky. Her clients were always tall, handsome, businessmen (And now women) who paid handsomely for her time. Doc on the other hand, and she didn't really want to say it. It was a very ugly word to describe someone as unfortunate as he. But he did look and act, retarded. 

It was a wonder how he was able to live alone without help. He was probably getting some sort of Social Security. If only she was so lucky. Just going about her day doing whatever and getting paid for doing nothing was a dream. 

After an hour of jogging the calories away, Amanda came back to the apartment complex and entered into the building. When she made it to the second floor she passed by another apartment resident. Jason Kerwaski was his name. He usually wears a thick sweater with a long hoodie. He would keep his head down most of the time as if he was disfigured or something. But Amanda was lucky enough to get a glimpse of his face one day. He wasn't a bad looking man. He looked frustrated and tired a lot, but she could relate. Still, handsome as he may look. His, "I don't give a shit", attitude left Amanda a little nervous. 




Dark Angel



Every time Amanda would watch the news about a rape and murder victims she would hear footsteps outside of her apartment which made her think Jason just got home from releasing his murderous intentions. Sometimes she wondered if she was going to be the next person he knocks on her door. Amanda would sometimes meditate so she could get the weird thoughts out of her head.

Amanda wasn't the one to pass judgment, but every time she pass by him her heart would beat rapidly and then calm when she safely pass. 

Amanda used her key to enter her apartment and closed the door behind her to let her know that she made it home safely. After relieving the stress from her mind and body, it was time to take a shower to wash away all her hard work. 

After heading into the bathroom, Amanda stripped down to her bare feet and turned on the faucet in the bathtub to let the warm water fill up the tub. She took her Rose fragrance bubble bath and poured some in mixing the moisturizing soap with the warm water creating soap suds. 

After the water was at the right temperature, Amanda carefully and slowly stepped in with one foot. The warm water stung just an inch but became numb after a second. Then she let herself step in the tub and slowly sunk her body down into the fragrance mixture sighing at the relief and relaxation of her mind, body, and inner muscles. Amanda always loved baths. It was like a mixture of chemicals and elements joined together for a common cause. To free the body of all the malfunctions of movement that could leave her motionless. 

In this state Amanda could dream. Dream off into another world where she didn't have to struggle or fight to live. It was beautiful. It was heaven. 

The water was warm and inviting. The feel of the element's warm hands caressing her skin from the bottom of her feet and up to her bare arms. Her breasts rubbing up against the water's breasts. Soft, wet, kisses caressing her neck and cheek. The soft hair rubbing across her face....

Amanda suddenly opened her eyes. She didn't naturally react despite her surprise. She was staring up into the void. The same void Amanda fell into when she invited Gloria into her apartment. And despite her lack of memory, she didn't remember ever inviting her in. 

"What...?" Amanda wanted to speak but Gloria placed her finger against her lips to silence her. If Amanda was any other woman, she would have jumped out of the tub cursing by now. But she felt like Gloria and her had a connection. She didn't know what. She just felt really close to Gloria. Like this special moment was meant to be. 

So Amanda did what she was told. She stayed silent and waited until her new lover closed in on her body. Gloria lowered her head to Amanda's and suddenly they kissed. Out of a chain reaction, Amanda rubbed her hands along the sides of Gloria's wide hips and up to her thin waist. Gloria rose up until her breasts were leveled with Amanda's face. Her chest closed in and Amanda knew what she wanted her to do. With her mouth, she swallowed one breast as hard as she could licking away at the strong, pink, nipple and then the other. Gloria's scent was unknown but it smelled something exotic. Foreign. Something that enliven the senses but could not be recognized. All Amanda knew was that it was urging her to taste her new lover more. 

Gloria pulled Amanda back up against the inner tub and went back to kissing her again. This time Gloria's wonderful, soft, tongue forced its way into Amanda's mouth wrestling with her tongue. Amanda could only comply with Gloria's oral invasion. Returning the favor even though Gloria was more experienced in tongue action, Amanda was not going to give up the fight. She was having too much fun. 

Gloria broke the kiss and put both her soft hands on Amanda's shoulders pushing her back in the bath. Amanda stared into Gloria's eyes and again she was lost in the void. Gloria stared into Amanda's eyes sternly as if she was transferring messages through their sockets, but Amanda didn't understand. 

"Who are you," Amanda asked seriously. She surprised herself that she was allowed to speak, "what do you want? Why are you doing this to me?"

Gloria stared into Amanda's eyes and then she slightly cracked a smile. "I want you." She said with feminine but a strangely deep voice. 




Amanda opened her eyes staring up at the ceiling. She looked down at herself to see she was still in the bathtub. A dream. Just another dream. But this dream was somewhat different. Unlike that night when she mysteriously date raped her. This was not real, but felt real to the imagination. Amanda actually felt like she tasted Gloria in her mouth. In fact the taste was still in her mouth. How weird the mind works. 

Amanda heard a knock at the door. Damn, she really needs to get a roommate. 

Amanda was not going to rush to the door. In any other case, it could be one of the boring residents who live in the apartment complex with her. She slowly got out of the tub and put on a thick, white, bathrobe. She slipped on her pink slippers and headed straight to the knocking door. 

"Coming!" Amanda yelled even though she hoped the person on the outside gave up already. 

With the safety latch still on the door, Amanda opened it halfway and suddenly became shocked at what she saw. 

Gloria was on the other end staring delightedly into Amanda's eye. 

It was shocking that Amanda just dreamed of her in the bathtub. It was shocking that she happen to appear in front of her door all of sudden. And it was deliberately shocking that Amanda was not trapped in the void. For some strange reason she felt in control. 

"Hi," Gloria spoke flashing those strong, white, teeth, "you remember me don't you?"

Amanda nodded. "Yeah, Gloria right?"

"Right."

Amanda tried to look outside her door side to side and then back at Gloria. "Um, how did you get up here? I didn't remember giving you my number the last time and plus you need me or other residents here to buzz you in."

"Oh that. Well, one of those residents you are speaking about let me in the door. He knew that I didn't belong there and but after explaining that I know you, he buzzed in and was generous enough to follow him in. I guess he knew you or something. He really didn't ask who I was, why did you come here, or anything of that nature." 

Amanda thought something was really suspicious about that. "He just buzzed you in because you said my name?" 

"Your friends are very friendly like that." Gloria giggled. "Can I come in?" Amanda stared into Gloria's dark eyes. They were so beautiful that she thought she was lost in them. "Can I come in?" Her smile was red and delicious. Like a glass filled with juicy, round, dark red cherries. She thought about going to the store to buy some. Holding it by the stem and ripping the delicious treat from its stem. She would chew lightly not savor the taste. "Can I come in?"

Thinking about what Gloria's cherry taste like, Amanda carefully closed the door hoping she would not take any offense. She unhooked the door lock and opened the door to see the whole view of Gloria with a strange but welcoming smile. Amanda stepped aside and let Gloria walk in. 

They both faced each other sternly. Amanda felt Gloria's arm and lifted it between them until they entwined their hands. Then Gloria placed her hand on Amanda's soft cheek, then the other. She pulled Amanda closer to her face and without hesitation or fight, Amanda and Gloria's lips connected in a strong embrace. Like any other person with strong connection, their tongues entered into each other's mouths, fighting their way to invade. 

Amanda didn't know what to think. Her mind was going through all types of thoughts. Of course she took care of men. That's all she does. But she never knew she was into women. Or maybe these feelings were inside her, she just never took the time for herself to find out? 

Either way, her questions were answered when Gloria kissed her so strongly that everything outside of their world did not matter anymore. They were so distracted in their embrace that they forgot the door was still open.

Finally, Gloria released her lips from Amanda's and with her soft hands still on each side of her cheeks, stared into her crystal blue eyes. "Close the door."

Gloria walked off and Amanda watched as she headed into her bedroom. Amanda quickly closed the door. She turned and slowly headed to her bedroom. 

It was funny. Every time Gloria appeared Amanda was always stuck in the zone, like she was hypnotized or something. But this time it was different. She felt like she was in control of her mind, body, and soul. So what the fuck was she doing?




During the last half hour, Amanda looked up at her new lover who was staring down back at her. Amanda closed her eyes and opened them back up to see Gloria again. Unlike the other night when she invited her over (Against her own wishes), Amanda was well aware how she got to this position. 

Amanda walked into her bedroom and was shocked to see that Gloria was sitting on her bed already in the nude! 

Gloria turned to Amanda with a look that was weird to her. Like not only did Gloria planned this, but she had to do this. 

"Come here," Gloria ordered again but this time reaching out her hands.

Amanda walked over to Gloria and took her hands in hers just like she wanted and suddenly they were right back where they started. Kissing each other in a hypnotic embrace Amanda never felt before. She had kissed many men. Hell, she had a boyfriend once. They would kiss the same way her and Gloria would kiss. But they had to break away to go to class or she wanted to get home and take a nice warm shower and jump into bed when she was working. But with Gloria it was different. Her kiss so strong, so hypnotic, that the whole world outside of their perimeter did not matter. Compared to her other lovers, Gloria was the only one who could kiss her and send her into another world. 

Gloria broke the kiss again and Amanda opened her eyes to face her. They stared into each other's eyes. It looked like Gloria was going to make a move again. But something did not feel right. She felt somewhat a small draft coming from behind. Amanda covered her breasts to keep the cold from brushing up against her skin. But that's when Amanda's eyes shot opened. 

"Wait a minute?" Amanda spoke looking down at her own body. She was naked from head to toe. Amanda looked up at Gloria who slightly showed her a little smile. "What happened to my clothes?"

Gloria's smile widened. She took Amanda by the hand and pulled her closer to her. "Does a magician tell some of his audience her magic secrets?" 

"Why does a magician have to be a he?"

Gloria chuckled and then Amanda did the same thing. But after the sarcasm passed they went back to studying each other with their eyes. 

"You are so beautiful." Gloria commented. 

"Thank you," Amanda said, "and you have one of the sexiest bodies I have ever seen."

That put a smile on Gloria's face. She took Amanda by the hand. "Come blonde one. There is much to do."

Amanda was only pleased to allow such a siren to guide her into a new world of pleasure.




Gloria was on top of Amanda kissing her so strong that she thought she was trying to break through her skin. At the same time Amanda could feel Gloria's body on top of hers, their breasts rubbing up and down slightly just to get the nipples hard. Gloria's pelvis rubbing up against hers sparking every nerve in her body like static electricity. Then there was their pubic mound. Amanda was wet and surprisingly to her, so was she. The fluids mixed up with the slightly, wet, pubis. At the same time Gloria clamps her hands onto Amanda's so tight she thought if they let go, the romance was over. It didn't matter if Amanda's lips were sore. She did not want Gloria to stop no matter what. The house could be burning down and still she wanted Gloria close to her. If this is her time to die, then damnit she was going to die happy for once. 

Amanda lost her distraction from the kiss when she felt all the nerves in her body react in a way that made her shake. This was the time to set herself free, but Gloria refuse to let her go. She continued locking her lips and wrestle her tongue along with hers so she could know Amanda feels. 

Amanda came so hard she arched her back hitting Gloria's stomach in the process. She wanted to scream not out of pain but pleasure as every wave of wet passion flowed out of her like water spilling out of cliff. And Gloria still had her lips stuck on hers and her tongue fiddling within her mouth. 

After the wave was over, Gloria finally broke the super kiss and stared down at Amanda. Her hand lightly touched the side of Amanda's left cheek. 

Breathing lightly after Gloria freed her for some air, Amanda looked back up at Gloria's stern look. 

"You are so beautiful," Gloria spoke, "the God's have truly gifted you."

In any situation, Amanda should have been freaked out. But instead took it as a compliment and relief that something (As well as someone) was looking after her. 

"Did you cum," Amanda asked wondering what possessed her to ask that question, "I...I mean..."

Gloria just smiled delightedly. "Yes blessed one. Right after you."

"But how do you know?"

Gloria used one sharp black finger on Amanda's cheek and traced it down between her breasts. "My body is close to your body. So when you shook I knew it was our time." 

Amanda was confused. "Our time for what?"

"For the both of us to experience the beauty of our womanhood that man has tried to take away from us for so long." 

Any other woman heard the babbling Gloria was going on probably would've thought the bitch was bat shit crazy. But she gave her the benefit of a doubt. 

Gloria leaned down and gave Amanda one last kiss before she slowly and lightly place her soft white hand on Amanda's face and said: "Sleep."

Amanda was tired but she wanted to go another round with Gloria. Hell, teach her things that she knew. But unfortunately after hearing that one word, everything went black. 




The next day Amanda woke up alone but happy again. Gloria came over last night and the best part is that she remembered. She remembered looking into her seductive, black, eyes begging her to let her in. Amanda did. After Gloria walked in they quickly locked lips together and wrapped each other in their own embrace. They were so into each other. It came to the point where Gloria wanted to take this a step further. Gloria ordered her to follow her into her own bedroom and she did. The next thing Amanda new they were both in ass naked in bed with Gloria on top of her kissing her so passionately Amanda thought she was one of their clients. But this was different. Gloria rocked her world so good that it didn't matter if she paid or not. She would have fucked her for free. The strange part is that Gloria did not hypnotize her like last time. She remembered every last steamy detail from start to finish. 

Amanda turned to the side smiling happily. Then she rose up to see that there was something there other than her new lover. A long white envelope took her place instead. Amanda snatched it up and quickly opened it. She took out 10, rectangular shape, bills and her heart stopped. 100, 200,300, 400, 500. Amanda counted more bills. Ten thousand dollars in hardcore cash! But why Gloria do such a thing? She was doing all the work not her. Besides she was a escort and not a high class one either. What was so important about her, she is willing to give up her life savings. 

Much as Amanda did not like to bite the hand that feeds her, but she shook her head in disbelief. "New York is really weird." 




After a long night of waiting at the bar, Amanda finally met her first client. She really tried to make sense of this evening since she was over paid for her submission that night. But Amanda decided to save that in her new banking account. She was going to save up enough money to get the hell out of New York and finally get a life so the next dumb jock wants to touch this. A young stockbroker named, Matt, sat beside her at the bar. Amanda knows him from earlier where he would be sitting with his other perverted buddies, probably daring poor Matt that he couldn't get laid even if he was a celebrity that hit bank at the box office. She really didn't care much about his last name unless it was on the face of a dollar bill. He was generous. Not really attractive but with a few drinks he was getting there. After hours of talking, Amanda noticed that he was nervous and probably a virgin. Poor thing. 

"Would you like to go to my place or yours?" Matt asked pretty boldly. 

Amanda didn't really want to do that. "Yours." 

Matt looked back at his friends who raised their glasses as if he hit the jackpot or something. Amanda only rolled her eyes. She could understand if she was just a normal woman working a normal job like these guys, but she was a working whore. She didn't want to think about herself in that way, but what Matt was doing was not a step up no matter what sexuality it was, he was stepping down. 

Matt paid the bartender for the drinks and took Amanda in his arms leading her out the bar and to his place of residence. 

After their little session, and she means every bit of the word, was over, Matt dropped her off against a tall, brick, building making Matt think it was her home. In truth, where she lived was just up the street. She just didn't trust the man knowing where she lived, no matter, if he was short, sweet, and Amanda had to admit, a little handsome. 

Matt maybe unattractive in appearance, but when Amanda talks to him more she started getting attractive to his intellect. He talked like he knew the world and he wanted to take her with him. But Amanda knew better. A whore was a whore. Unless she had something more valuable than sex to offer, this night probably was going to be their last. 

Matt paid Amanda handsomely and let her out on the street where she asked him to drop her off. 

"Are you sure you going to be okay sweety?" Matt asked concerned. The meeting was just sexual but he wasn't a prick either. "This place doesn't look too safe."

Amanda smiled. Despite Matt being nothing more than another jon, his reason for caring made her heart flutter. "Don't worry. I walk these streets all the time."

Matt sighed. At least he tried to be chivalrous. "Well, I had a very good time and I hope to see you again maybe me and you can go out to a dinner and a movie sometime. And like always, it's on me."

Now Amanda burst out laughing. Getting off on a good note and now hoping to see him again, Amanda waved goodbye as Matt drove off into the dark, busy, streets of New York leaving her by herself on the dark street. 

As Amanda continued her short walk to her apartment building she stopped and turned to the sound of something crashing behind her. It wasn't something explosive. More like someone who accidently kicked a can or something. But Amanda took a closer look digging in her purse for her pepper spray and saw nothing. It was a relief that there was nothing there but smoke from the ground crates, a couple of trash cans, and darkness out in the distance where everything was a cliché of a Hollywood creep show. 

Not wanting to take any chances, Amanda hurried her way home.




After finally tapping in the code to unlock the sealed door, Amanda heard the irritating, screeching, letting her know it was unlocked. Amanda opened the door and hurried in like she was being chased down by an unknown psychopath that brought fear into everyone. Especially escorts who run the streets. 

As she made her way upstairs she heard something in one of the other rooms. The voices were very loud, like two people were having an intense argument. Amanda slowly and carefully walked up the steps hoping not to disturb anybody. Everything in the hall was quiet except for the loud mouths going at it in one of the rooms. 




Dark Angel



All the apartment doors were closed except one she spotted on her right that was slightly opened but for some reason there was bright white and black light flashing in and out of the apartment. 

Amanda thought she had had enough of paranoia and reached into her purse to find the keys to her apartment. 

She was almost putting the key in the knob until she noticed something different about the room. Then she thought back. Corey Almond! She remembered when he was entering into his room after she came home from a disastrous date. But something was not right. Corey was a young, handsome, 20 something year old man who looked like a college football jock. Plus, he looked really responsible. Which leaves Amanda with the question: How could Corey be so irresponsible? So far Corey lived on her own the same as she. Or maybe someone broke in and hurt Corey. 

Amanda's first thought was to call the police. But for some reason being heroic was the only thought she had in her head. Plus, Corey was really damn cute. Saving his life probably be her first natural sex and the type without pay. 

With her hand in her purse holding onto the button of the pepper spray, Amanda slowly but carefully walked towards the small, cracked, opened door that led into Corey's apartment. Without putting he hands on the doorknob, Amanda slowly opened the door far enough for her to fit through. 

"Hello," Amanda called, "Corey, are you there?" There was no answer. "Hello? Corey are you alright?" Still silence. 

Amanda's heart was beating so fast, she thought it was going to pop right out of her chest. Why was she doing this? At least she could have knocked on one of her neighbor's doors and asked to join her. 

Amanda slowly walked into the dark room with pepper spray in hand. The television was so loud that she was surprised that she was the only one in the building curious enough to investigate. She tried to find a switch but it was so dark that it was hard to see the wall period. The only thing that helped lighten up the place but mildly was the bright flashes of the television screen in the next room. 

But something was not right. Amanda heard screaming. Very loud and painful screams. Like a woman in mortal danger but did not know how to get out of it. 

Amanda trend lightly really holding onto the pepper spray. She visioned the whole scenario in her head. If any crazy man pop out of nowhere and grabs her to do whatever, she would spray the bastard in his eyes, nose, mouth, whatever face she hits and get the hell out of there. Instead of running to her apartment, she would head straight out the way she came into the building. Amanda maybe a fighter but she wasn't stupid. There was no point in saving anyone if she ended up dead. 

Amanda entered the room where there was a big 60 inch screen television with two big red couches on the sides and on small couch in the center. It looked like something where a group of sports fanatics would gather to eat nachos, drink heavy beer, or watch some football. 

Instead there was something much worse on television that horrified her so much her mouth dropped and just hung there. 

Amanda was standing behind the chair but she wasn't too far away to see the horror on the 60 inch screen. There was a woman tied to a bed, haggard, malnourished, and screaming her head off begging whoever to let her go. There was a man on top of her slapping her back and forth and hard as if trying to see if he could break the skin. Then there was another man who was on the side. He licked his index finger, which in Amanda's few was not a turn on at all, and then with the other guy spreading her legs apart, forced the two fingers inside her. The woman screamed, even though two fingers wouldn't hurt at all. Either it was how it felt or the woman in the picture was much younger than Amanda thought. 

While the other man disgustingly jerked himself off either because of her naked body or just hearing her screams, the other man couldn't wait any longer. He jumped on top of her with the other guy helping the poor woman spread her thighs. Then he came in between them. The woman was screaming and trying to struggle as hard as she could to break free. But there was no point. The knots were too skilled and Amanda could bet that she was in some sort of, "Silent Room". A room hidden from the outside world where nobody can hear you scream even if they were an inch away. 

Amanda could only watch in horror as the man went up and clasped back down tightening his ass cheeks at the end. The woman was screaming but the man had enough. He wound his fist back and quickly came down with a punch so hard, the woman's bottom lip busted. 

Amanda closed her eyes and turned away hoping she missed some of the violence that was happening to her. But turned back to see the woman, her lip was busted and blood was oozing out. The man on top of her kept raping her while he beat her senseless. Finally the man rose up and cried out. Amanda knew that gesture. It was him cumming inside the poor woman. The man cooled down like he accomplished some type of victory. 

Corey was nowhere in sight but something was wrong. Amanda looked closely at the screen at the man who just beaten and raped the woman. It was a small glimpse but Amanda recognized him right off the bat. It was Jason! Man wearing the heavy coat and hood and kept his head down every time he pass by her like he was shy. But after what she saw on the video, it looked like he went beyond stage fright. 

Then there was the man who helped spread her legs when she refused. Amanda couldn't see, but the way he was moving his forearm it looked like he was masturbating. 

The man got on top of the bloodied, tied up woman, sitting on her chest. Amanda didn't want to know if she could breath or not. Suddenly Amanda got a full view of the perverts dick. It was small, with a lot of grey silver hair around it. It was a clue that he was a very old and horny bastard. Amanda watched as he continued jerking himself off while on top of her. 

The woman was too out of it from the beating to the face.

The man grunted, shaking erractily. His semen shot out and landed on the poor woman's face. Mixer of thick blood and semen. Amanda has seen porn before, but nothing like this. This was grotesque, so vile, that Amanda had to turn away and try to clear her mind before she vomited right in the middle of the floor. 

That was it. Amanda had seen enough. Whatever happened to Corey he was probably missing or in on it. Then there was a voice Amanda recognized all too well. Amanda turned back to the video and the camera gave a short glimpse of the old man who sprayed his gook all over the woman's bloody face. It was Doc! The mentally unstable man she passes through on the first floor. Oh my God. How many psychopaths have she been living with in this building?

She now knows that she had two choices. Either she hurriedly get the hell out of there and head to her apartment right now to call the police. Or just get the hell out of the building all together. She chose the latter.

Amanda hurriedly walked out of the dark and gloomy apartment. Fuck Corey. If she knew better about pretty, college, looking boys like him, they were always the craziest. Hell, now that she thought about it, which was holding the camera the whole time those two weirdoes were tearing that woman apart? 

Amanda made it to her apartment and shut the door so hard; she might as well wake up the neighbors. The whole scenario was weird. The closed doors, empty halls, one dark room remaining, and a snuff film playing so loud that she would think people would come out and investigate. It almost felt like this has happened before. To many times that the neighbors don't even bother to waste their time to find out what the hell is going on. Like they don't even care or worse, there were more of them. 

A big shiver trailed up her spine just thinking about the situation. But she couldn't concentrate on fear. Not right now. Amanda didn't know if what happened to that poor girl on the video was alive or dead. If alive Amanda had to take action immediately before she met her end. If not, at least she would help put away a couple of perverted psychos to make the streets a better place not only for her, but for other women who fall victim to their sick games. 

Amanda dropped everything on the couch and took out her cell from her purse. She was about to dial 911 but before her finger pressed number, "1", Amanda felt someone grab her so hard she dropped her phone on the hard wood floor. At the same time a large, white, cloth, covered her nose and mouth preventing her to breath at first. But once she inhaled she sucked up this foul scent. It stung the inside of her nostrils and it made her choke. But no matter how hard she struggled, whoever wrapped him around her waist and face held on so tight that escape was impossible. 

Amanda tried in a last ditch effort to break free, but something was happening to her mind. She felt hazy, easily tired, as if she jogged miles and miles away until she wanted to drop. After minutes of trying, Amanda had no other choice but to give in. Her eyelids became heavy and everything in the room went black. 




Amanda slowly opened her eyes. Everything was hazy at first but after a few seconds her sight was cleared from all blurredness. The next thing she knew she was staring up at a ceiling lamp. It was so bright Amanda thought she died and gone to heaven. If only if it was that easy. 

When her mind and vision was cleared, Amanda was conscious enough to lift her head up. But for some reason she could move but couldn't. She looked to her sides and saw that both her wrists were tied down to the bed post. Then she looked down at her ankles and they too were tied down. To make things more embarrassing is that she was stark naked. No dress, no bra, no underwear. Just sprawled eagle on a mysterious bed. Luckily there were no open windows where some bored, perverted, peeping toms could watch the show. But that still didn't let her off the hook and that definitely didn't explain where she was at. 

"Hello?" Amanda yelled. "Is anyone there?" There was nothing but silence. 

The light above her was blinding her view but she knew her surroundings were nothing but darkness. 

"Hello!" Amanda cried out again but this time she could feel her tears developing on the bottom eyelid. "Can anybody hear me?!"

"Oh we can hear you alright." Amanda heard the voice in the darkness. A voice she heard before but couldn't recognize. 

"Who...who are you? What do you want?"

"You women," the voice said, "always asking stupid questions you already know the answer to."

Amanda did not like these games where she had to figure things out herself. She got frustrated when she couldn't put a puzzle together. "Look enough games alright? Just tell me what the fuck is this all about!"

"You should know. After all you did see the tape."

Amanda remembered when she was in her apartment ready to call the authorities when someone came up behind her and drugged her to unconsciousness. 

"What's going on? What have you done with Corey?" Amanda cried more than questioned. 

"Aaahhh, damn Amanda, I didn't know you cared." Amanda's eyes shot open. The voice was now coming noticeable. No it couldn't be. 

"C...Corey?" Amanda spoke hoping she was wrong.

Amanda heard footsteps slowly coming closer to the bed. She lifted her head up to see who it was. Just the thought of some psycho drawing closer to her bed while tied up and nowhere to go was like watching yourself die in a plane crash falling 100 miles in the air. It made Amanda want to piss on herself, but unless her urine was made of acid to burn the ropes, she doubted that was going to let her go. 

The footsteps continued until Amanda saw figure form in the darkness. This figure came close enough that he stepped into the view of the lamp. Amanda's eyes opened wide. Deep inside she wished it was somebody else, anybody. But it was obvious that it was what she expected all along. 

"Corey?" Amanda spoke mildly in fear. 

Corey came into few looking down. Amanda looked down at what he was staring at. He was holding a camera. Even though small, the design of the silver camera looked like it cost a pretty penny. 

"Hey Amanda," Corey spoke still staring down at the small screen of his camera, "say cheese."

Amanda wondered what the fuck was going on. The way Corey made his introduction was like he was playing some type of game. A deadly one as Amanda could see. 

"Come on Amanda," Corey continued, "say hi to the camera."

The once shy, college sounding, Corey Amanda saw in the hall was not the same Corey he is in this ridiculous dark room. He sounded confidant. Meticulous. Sadistic. 

"Corey can you please tell me what in the hell is going on?" Amanda begged hoping that one day they met and had attractions for each other would be the day he would remember that he tied up an innocent and caring being who only wanted his affection. 

"Oh I think you know what's going on," Corey teased balefully, "you just don't want to believe it. After all you did see the tape." 

Amanda remembered the poor young girl who was tied up in the bed while Doc and Jason beaten and defiled her like she was nothing. A thought popped up in her head. There were two of them in front of the camera, but who was the third man behind the camera?

"You were there weren't you?" Amanda accused. Corey finally raised his head to see her naked frame live in front of him. And with a baleful smile. "You were the one holding the camera letting those two freaks do whatever to that woman."

"I think the words you are looking for is, "Gang Rape", Amanda. And what I do is not gang rape because I was holding the camera the whole time. It's called voyeurism Amanda. Voyeurism."

And that was supposed to make all this better? Amanda had enough. "Look Corey, I don't know what type of sick game you are playing here but it is not funny. Neither is this turning me on. So if you think this is what I want then you are seriously wrong. Now untie me right now or I swear to God...!"

"Or you do what?" Corey threatened. "Give me herpes?" Just the look on Amanda's eyes when he shot back was priceless. "What, you thought me catching you stepping out of all those fancy cars was just a normal date. You are searching for a man. Come on, I can smell a whore a mile away. Why else would you be here." 

Amanda stared afraid. The way he talked to her, taunting her, was almost like he felt betrayed or something. 

"You prostitutes...oh excuse me, escorts think you can just walk where ever on our streets and spread your nasty, skank, asses where ever you want. Jumping on one dick after the other. Spreading your disgusting diseases to the whole city until there is nothing more than zestpole of shit that I scrub from the bottom of my shoe." Corey continued but his explanation for his hatred from working, street, women really took Amanda by heart. "See at first I thought you were just looking for a man to be with. Hell, I almost felt lucky to oblige. There was going to be a time when I was going to ask you out when I develop my courage. But I wondered if there was more to you than meets the eye. And when I did a little surveillance check on you, my hunch was right." Corey walked up closer until he was at the foot of the bed. "Almost every night you leave to go to the bar a few blocks away where all those dumbass bankers, lawyers, doctors, or whoever scumbag with a degree hang out. That's where the money is right? Sometimes you succeed and sometimes you don't. When you do, they drop you off here or a few blocks away, depending on the creep factor. You get your money, tell them you had great time (Whatever that is), then you hurried home thinking nobody cares what you do or how you do it. It is none of anybody else's business." Amanda had to agree. He was right on the money. "But your wrong Amanda, it is our business. When you spread your legs to those losers and then you hitting on me so you can spread whatever you got to me so I have to live with it for the rest of my entire life. Fuck you bitch!"

Amanda shook her head. It sounded like Corey was blaming her for everything that went wrong in the world. "Listen, we are not as careless like you think we are. We wear condoms all the time. It's a must. And I take showers, I mean damn." Then Amanda tried to switch to a better route. "Look, you don't know how hard it is out there. I mean, we are not as courageous as you or smart as you. We don't come from parents or family with privilege. So we don't have any choice. Either we do this or live out there on the streets!"

Amanda hoped she got through to Corey but he did not look like he was convinced. 

"At least on the streets you have your dignity, but instead you chose vanity. Nice speech but no cigar." Corey looked down at the screen of his camera again. "I think we debated enough on the subject. Now it's time for us to have some fun." 

Amanda didn't know what the hell Corey was talking about, but then heard more movements. But this time it was from both sides. Amanda turned side to side as she heard them coming close. She spotted Jason appearing out of the darkness from her right. He looked sweaty, like he has been working out but didn't take a shower first before he entered the room. Amanda looked further down and saw that he was not wearing any pants, shoes, or socks. Amanda looked a little harder and notice that he was not wearing any underwear either. Jason's hand was wrapped around his strong member stroking it slowly as if he wanted to get it nice and ready, but not too ready he would release himself all over the place. That would ruin the whole fun. 

Amanda turned her head to the other side and saw what she wished she never saw. Doc Sampson was there with those weird, ovals, size glasses. The glasses that made his eyes looked like something out of Japanese cartoon. 

He looked like he didn't know what the hell was going on, but once he saw Amanda naked on the bed, the look of confusion turned into a smile. Amanda looked down and saw that he too was without pants or underwear. 

Amanda thought back to the video she saw in Corey's apartment. How Jason Mutilated her with his fists and raped her at the same time. And Doc getting on top of her and jerked off so hard that his semen mixed in with her blood. Now that she thought about it, she was probably laying in the bed where the woman was brutalized. They probably didn't even change the sheets! Great, they were going to beat her, rape her, and jizz all over her in the same bed they have been doing to other women probably for years. 

"Well Amanda, you ready for this?" Corey warned.

It was a stupid question but the answer was: "HELL NO!" 

Of course Amanda didn't say it out loud since she knew they were not going to listen anyway. 

Amanda's heart started to beat real fast as if it was trying to escape before she could. But she knew she was trapped and there was nowhere to go except where the men were going to take her. 

"Please," Amanda begged, even though deep inside she knew there was no point, "please don't do this. I'll do anything!"

Corey chuckled balefully. "Oh we already know that."

Amanda tried to come up with another tactic. "What if I quit? Leave town? Anything, just please don't do this!"

Corey looked up from his camera. "You know what? I believe you. If it was just you and me I probably would have fucked you while you were tied up, let you go, and find some other dumb whore to torture and have fun with. But sadly, my boys and I here have been planning this for a few days. To change things now would be a little inconsiderate don't you think?"

It was official. These people were nuts. And there was nothing Amanda could do except lay there tied up unprepared for the fate the men had in store for her. 




Dark Angel



Doc was the closes. Amanda saw clear eye few of his penis. He was uncircumcised and by the way the skin was covering the real deal, it looked like bulging, purple vain, tumor with snow white pubic hair surrounding it. If Amanda was not tied on her back, she would be vomiting on her pillow by now. 

Jason was different. He was circumcised, thank God, but it was the way he was starring down at her that made Amanda nervous. Doc looked so retarded that it seems like the poor guy was being controlled by Corey himself. Jason looks like the type of serial rapist who just came out of hiding. 

Amanda closed her eyes. For the first time in her life she wished they would have put a loaded gun to her head and just pulled the trigger, like, "Son of Sam", or something. But when it came to serial rapists, shit like that was too easy. 

Amanda closed her eyes releasing tears streaming down her soft, tanned, cheek. Corey was right about one thing. She did work at a crappy job. But she made the best of it. And because of that she planned her time wisely. She saved up enough money for college while putting food on the table and roof over her head. What did Corey expect, for or Amanda to be hooker for the rest of her entire life?




Corey looked at the screen of his two best buddies getting ready to mount his crush, but now one of his stars, Amanda. She laid their helpless with tears streaming down her cheeks. And soon when the boys start the action, she was going to do more than just cry. 

Corey couldn't wait for the action to begin. The two idiots who joined into this idea were already sick in the head before he even knew they existed. And if they were caught, he didn't know about the retard, but Jason probably would have spilled his beans in hopes of a better sentence. The problem is it's his word against his. Plus, they were the stars of the show. He was just the director. Usually the director would give them orders and tell them what positions they play and how to play. Like any other psycho rapist they didn't need to be told how to fuck and torture a whore. It's like a tiger killing its prey. It's just instinct. Besides, if the police did find out about his little project, they would know he was nowhere on the tape. And with careful editing, he didn't say a word. The dumbasses would get caught and spend a lifetime in prison and he wouldn't have to run no matter if they pointed the finger at him or not. His alibi was perfect!

Jason mounted Amanda first putting his strong hand around her throat. Corey knew Amanda wanted to scream but couldn't which was alright. There was no discrimination when it comes to torture. 

Like always Doc stood on the side like a dummy stroking his little peter. He always went last. Corey didn't know if it was because that was his thing, he liked used goods, or he was afraid to cross Jason. And Jason was intense. That's what made him perfect for the movie. 

Corey turned the knob to get the camera a better view of the threesome. But he spotted something strange. Something off. It's when he viewed in on Jason's head where he took glimpse in the background. In the darkness. It was sketchy at first because it wasn't in plain view of the light over the bed. But whatever trick it was, either from the camera or the dark, it was getting closer. Suddenly the darkness formed into a face. To Corey surprise someone he didn't invite was in the room with them!

Corey looked up to see a better view of the figure. A woman!

"Cut, cut!" Corey demanded.

Both Jason and Doc stopped what they were doing and turned to Corey. Jason released his hands from Amanda's neck making her breathe air into her body again which made her cough violently. 

"What the fuck is this?!" Corey yelled as he stared past them. 

All three, Jason, Doc, and Amanda turned to what Corey was talking about and all three were shocked. 

There standing on the side of the bed was a tall, long black haired, woman. She was beautiful. A woman that went beyond a super model. She stared at the group with solemnly dark brown eyes which looked black in appearance. "So this is where you boys have been playing?"

Jason jumped off of Amanda and Doc stood back covering his junk. They both did not expect a fifth party to join in. After all the whores they have raped and killed, it has just been the three of them. And the only three that knew about their little hiding space. So how did she know about their secret room? Hell, how did she get in?

Corey did not like surprises unless he carried them out. And if he wanted another party to join the group, it would have been a male. Not some stuck up bitch who wanted to see just for kicks. "Who the fuck are you lady! No, fuck that, how the fuck did you get in here?!"

The dark haired woman cracked a smile. More sinister than friendly. "Oh I've been looking for you for awhile now. It took me some time but I was able to find the place. Nice setup you boys got here. Is this where are the girls play at?"

Doc and Jason glanced at each other confused, but Corey didn't care. A nosy bitch was a nosy bitch. And she needed to learn what it means to wait their turn. 

"Look bitch, I don't care how you found this place or how you got in. But since you are here..."

Amanda knew exactly what was coming next. With her throat cleared and back to normal, she turned to her new lover and took advantage of her time to speak. "Gloria get out while you still can! I'm not working and these guys are fucking crazy! Get the hell out of here and get some help before it's too late!"

Corey was about to grab her himself when he just heard Amanda's plea. "Gloria huh?" Corey's sinister smile returned. All of a sudden he had another idea. Better than the one all three of them planned the first time. "Hey Doc?" Doc Sampson turned to face his master. "What do you say to a foursome, you think you up for that?"

Like any other mentally ill psycho, a big smile spread across his face like he was offered some candy. 

"Well, what are you two numb nuts gawking at? Go get her."

Like good soldiers they were, Doc and Jason quickly rushed over and grabbed Gloria by her arms real tight so she wouldn't escape. The strange thing was she didn't bother to struggle. 

Amanda closed her eyes and cried. Why, why would she get out while she had the chance? With her tied up and Gloria held by two of the thugs, they didn't have a chance in hell. 

"Put her down on the floor," Corey ordered, "you gonna have to forgive us ma'am. If we knew we were expecting company we would have ordered another bed. I guess this would have to do?"

Corey went back to staring at the screen of his camera watching both of his thugs throw Gloria down on the floor. Like any other savages, Doc and Jason both started tearing away at her clothes. They both stopped to take a good look at her wonderful, perky, breasts. 

"Nice." Corey said holding that same evil smile since the beginning. 

Doc and Jason snapped out of it and continued stripping her down to her black panties. They wanted her naked and humiliated just like the others. But something was wrong. 

Gloria started chuckling as if being tickled at the same time her clothes were being shredded. Then the chuckling became giggling which made Doc and Jason stop what they were doing in confusion. Normally, whores who end up in this position would be screaming and fighting for their lives no matter how pointless it was. But what became giggling evolved into laughing hysterically. 

Corey looked up from his camera noticing something was wrong. Was she another nut case that just happened to stumble upon their operation? 

"What the fuck is going on?" Corey demanded still hearing Gloria laugh but this time louder as if she wanted the whole room to hear. "Why is she laughing like that?"

Amanda was wondering the same thing. Was it another part of her abilities? If so, how was it going to get them out of this situation?

"Jason smack that bitch and make sure she feels every bit of it!" Corey ordered.

Jason happily obliged and with one wind hand came down with a hard smack so loud even Amanda heard it and she couldn't see what was happening. But all they heard was laughter. Jason hit her a few more times but it did nothing to change her expression. Plus, there were no bruises on her face. No marks or nothing. This was weird. Jason was always strong enough to bruise or break the skin. 

Finally Gloria stopped laughing and went back to chuckling. "You boys I swear. If only you had better things to do than to defile defenseless women for your own gain."

Corey stopped recording and looked down at the mysterious woman smiling as if she was getting turned on by the danger. Jason and Doc jumped back on their feet and stepped back a few inches, letting what they thought, the doomed Gloria stand up and staring back at them with the same stern look she had when she came in. The only difference was that she was half naked. 

"Well, we have played it your way and I suppose you are unsatisfied with the results am I correct?" Gloria asked staring at the two thugs coldly.

"What the fuck is going on?" Corey asked getting angry. Usually when he traps a whore things like this never change. But for some reason ever since this mystery bitch popped out of nowhere, his plans have gone out of whack.

Gloria turned to the angry Corey with the same stern look she was giving his friends. "It's called redemption Mr. Almond." 

Corey's anger turned into confusion. "How do you know my name?"

A slight mischievous smile formed on Gloria's face. "He has been watching you for some time now. And sadly he is rather disappointed in you. All of you."

This time it was just Corey that was confused. It was everybody in the room. Nobody knew what the hell she was talking about. And the way she has been reacting to the crisis wasn't just confusion, it was downright scary. 

"See, the powers that be have brought you on this earth to replenish and be fruitful. All that stuff you hear in the bible. He has high hopes for some but for others they were major disappointments and unfortunately, you are one of them." 

Amanda wished that she would find some way to untie herself while Gloria was stalling them. It was a pretty good distraction. And by the looks on all three rapists she really had them spooked. But as she tried to figure out a way to untie herself (Which in the back of her mind knew it was pointless), what the hell was Gloria talking about, "HE"? Who was she referring too? Was there someone else in the room with them besides the people she was seeing now? If so, what the fuck was wrong with going to the fucking police and getting some fucking help? Just toying with this crazy nutbags was only going to piss them off. 

Corey had enough of the spooky, gothic, bullshit. He wanted to see this bitch scream for mercy while he videotaped it, but something told him that this woman was passing out bad vibes. It wasn't worth it. "Jason, Doc, I don't care who. But somebody cancel this bitch immediately. Or do I have to do it myself?"

Always the one to get off of female mutilation, Jason jumped at the chance to rear his fist back and shoot forward aiming straight at the perfect models noise. But was cut short when Gloria caught his fist in the palm of her hand. 

"The fuck?!" Jason spoke shocked. But then he felt her squeeze his fist easily hearing the bones clasping together causing a pain so sharp that Jason cried out and was forced down on his knees. 

The other three watched in shock as the mysterious Gloria had the rapist and murderer down on his knees.

"It doesn't feel good does it Mr. Kerwaski?" Gloria asked sounding more like taunting than a question. "Always the one to give pain but never experience it for oneself. Do you now understand what those poor females went through when you were pounding them into oblivion when you refused to give them a chance to fight back?" 

"Fu...fuck you!" Jason squealed in agony. 

Gloria just gave him a friendly smile. "You corrupted monkeys. You have no understanding of what is happening do you? It is you that is about to be FUCKED!"

With that, Gloria used the other hand and with a light slap popped his elbow causing the bone to bend inwards. 

Everyone in the room watched in shock and horror as Jason fell to the floor holding his broken arm and screaming so loud, Amanda was sure someone in the building must have heard it.

Gloria looked up at Doc Sampson who now looked like he was going to pee all over himself. Instead he had the first good idea everyone should have thought about after Gloria's appearance. Without his pants or underwear, Doc hurried into the darkness where Amanda thought he was headed to the door. When he got to it he tried to turn the knob but for some strange reason it wouldn't turn. Then he tried pulling the door open, but it wouldn't budge. Trying to open the door was like trying to open a heavy metal door that was welded shut. By then Doc was making strange noises that they thought was him panicking. And for good reason. 

"My apologies Mr. Sampson," Gloria apologized but Amanda knew she really didn't mean it, "but escape at this point is futile."

Things started to shift. Amanda didn't know if it was for better or worse. First she was kidnapped and was about to be gang raped on camera by bunch of insecure losers and now Gloria pops out of nowhere and creepy shit start happening. She didn't know who she should fear the most. 

"Gloria!" Corey called out and what sounded like he was fed up.

Gloria turned around and...BLAME! Amanda and the rest of them were shocked by the sound but it was obvious what happened. 

BLAME!

Gloria looked shocked herself as she felt her own body. Amanda looked over to see Corey was not holding onto the camera since they started. It was replaced with a small 6 barreled handgun. She could see the gun smoke floating out of the barrel. Then she turned to the helpless Gloria. She saw the two bullet holes that penetrated her abdomen. Then she looked up at her face. Gloria's eyes rolled back in her head and her head tilted back. Then she collapsed on the floor just where they were going to violate her. 

"Ha," Corey scoffed triumphantly, "not so scary now are ya?"

Corey turned to put the gun away. Amanda's heart sank deeply. Of course Gloria was creeping her out, but she could have been her only hope. And just now discovering her mortality, Amanda was doomed for sure. 

Then something strange happened. Corey had his back turned but Amanda, Doc, and the broken Jason stared in shock as Gloria rose up quietly from the floor and stood at the same spot she was shot. The look on her face was the same when she came in and by the way she was standing, she looked healthy. As if she hasn't been touched since she came in. She stood silently as if waiting for the ultimate surprise when Corey turned around. 

"Well, after we clean up this mess we can get back to where we started..." When Corey turned around his eyes shot open and he stepped back a few inches in shock. "What the fuck is this?" Corey understood that a person can survive with a small gun like his especially in the stomach. But they would be crying and pissing on themselves, probably crawling for their lives while bleeding to death. Maybe if he shot her in the chest it would be a different story. But that was not what Corey was concerned about. She didn't hold her stomach in pain like Jason who was still breathing hard from his broken arm. She stood straight up staring at him coldly like some sort of super modeled zombie. But what horrorified Corey the most was when he looked down at her stomach. There were no blood, no holes, just a nice, washboard abs, stomach that was clean from all colors except white. "What the fuck is this?" Corey continued. He looked back at the gun and then back at Gloria. Then he turned to Jason and Doc. "What the fuck! Look if one of you nimrods were fucking around with my shit I swear to God you are going to regret it when I take care of this bitch!"

"Much as they wish it was true, they had nothing to do of what is about to transpire here tonight." Gloria informed. Then she did something that freaked everyone out. Something came up out of her throat and protruded through her lips and fell out of her mouth and on the floor making a loud clinging sound. Then another object fell out of her mouth making the same noise. Nobody couldn't tell at first except Corey, but then Amanda and the others figured it out. They were bullets. Bullets that should have put two small holes in Gloria and damaged some organs in the process. Instead, her organs worked together to heal the outside and forced the two metal skin breakers up from her stomach, to her throat, and out of the oral cavity. Like she has been holding them in her mouth for an hour. 

"What the fuck?!" Corey reacted in utter fear. 

"You must stop using that word Mr. Almond," Gloria warned, "you have used it many times in my presence, but yet it changes nothing."

Amanda thought that she was watching a scene straight out of a Hollywood movie. 

"Wh...what the fuck do you want?" Corey asked his voice trembling as he spoke. For the first time all night Amanda saw the look of fear in his eyes. 

"Isn't it obvious?" Gloria answered weirdly closing her eyes and then opening them making Corey shot back in fear. Her eyes were nothing but pure black. As dark as the room except there was no light anywhere unless you count the reflections on her black, solid, eyes. "It's YOU!"

A chill ran up Amanda's spine, which shouldn't be the case since she was the victim and Gloria's targets seem to be the rapists three. 

Things got even weirder when Gloria started breathing heavily as if she was hyperventilating or something. She gasps and hunched over like a puppet that just lost her strings. Amanda watched as she caught something that he wasn't sure was realistic or not. Her upper back seemed to be moving. Not around but outwards like it was growing! 

Amanda didn't know if anyone else saw it but then she started hearing crying noises from Doc who was pointing at Gloria. 

Then that's when I heard the tears. Like something ripping a strong shirt. Gloria's back torn where her shoulder blades were and Amanda saw blood squirting out of her back, then something wet, feathery, and black ripped its way out between her shoulder blades and slowly grow. Everyone watched in confusion, shock, horror, whatever feelings they were experiencing from the sight of a phenomenon. Gloria fell on her hands and knees grunting hard as if trying to force the new organs out of her back. She looked up at Corey who too couldn't believe what he was seeing. 

Amanda was too busy watching the transformation of Gloria that she didn't notice Corey had the gun in his hand a second time. Shooting Gloria was pointless, like the first time, but Amanda understood why he did it again. But she understood that Corey had no other choice. Gloria was changing into something not Gloria. And everyone was scared shitless. 

Gloria's new organ spread out so wide it almost touched the lamp over head. Wings! Long, massive, black wings as dark as Gloria's eyes. 

With the transformation complete, Gloria stood back up with her wings still stretched out. "You see?" Gloria spoke in a tone that sounded biblical than her usual voice. "Do you see what has become of your indulgence?" 

But the horror show was not over. Suddenly there was some type of ash floating in the air. At first Amanda thought there was fire in the building. Which meant someone had to definitely untie her and immediately. 

But the ash was not spread everywhere. It was floating but floating in one direction and that was towards Gloria. It started circling around her naked body until it attached to her skin. More ash started circling and covering her body until she was covered from head to toe in what looked like some S&M leather. More ash appeared but instead of directing itself to her body it came to her right hand and started circling around from the floor up until if formed into an object. When the object was tall enough that Amanda thought that it was going to be as high as the lamp, the ash finally ended creating a long metal and sharp piece bigger than Gloria's arm and stuck out to the side. Amanda was not a weapons expert, ancient or otherwise. But she has seen pictures of supernatural creatures carrying such a weapon. They called it a scythe! 




Dark Angel



I open the door and there you are. Hands bound to the headboard above you. Waiting. I pause for a moment in the doorway. Hand on hip. Hand on doorframe. The pose accentuating the black corset and panties I chose for the evening. You lay with expectant eyes sparkling, wondering just what I have in store for you. I drink you in. Bite my lip. It's playtime!

In an instant I'm at the bedside. Pull the little box of pleasures from beneath. Then pause again. Looking. You are so patient and unafraid. Just intrigued. As I climb onto the bed I pour oil into my waiting palm. Kneeling beside you, I begin to rub the oil into your skin. So much skin before me. I pay special attention massaging the tender muscles in your shoulders and the thin ropes in your hips. As the oil warms your flesh I turn my attention to other things. You watch me intently as I grasp your already hard shaft and make sure it too is oiled top to bottom.

Next, I grab the blindfold from my box, cover your eyes, slip quickly out of the corset and s l i d e my body along yours, purrrrring in your ear. My teeth dimple your ear lobe and my tongue makes it's way along your ear's edge as I stop to nip at its top. Then I run the pointed tip of my tongue along your jaw and down your throat, kissing along your collarbone. I gently blow breath on your body, cooling the oil and the skin beneath it as I move toward your waist. Quickly, I chill my mouth with an ice cube from the water glass on the bedside table. My tongue begins lessons in torture as its cold surface licks and massages your head. I run my strong fingers down your body and trail them up the inside of your thigh. As the sensations become too much and you start to shift and groan, I pull myself back up your body and plant a strong kiss on your lips. I pull back slightly and again draw you out with my tongue as you strain against your bonds. Soft ropes restrain you gently. Giving up for the moment you fall back to the bed with a groan. I straddle your body, knees hugging your strong waist, and grasp your shoulders.

Firmly tracing your collarbone with my tongue, I listen to your breath. I kiss and suck my way up your throat, appreciative of the heat running through your veins. Your heart beats a hungry rhythm. Your panting is in my ears as I tease the spot behind your jaw. The spot that makes your breath catch. The spot that pulls needy groans and muttered curses from your lips. "Ohhhhhh, fuck!"

"That's what you want, is it?" I breathe, even as the air and my tongue tickle you.

"Ohh, FUCK! Ohh, PLEASE," is the only answer I'll be getting.

Grinning, I sit back, hear the intake of your breath as my weight settles onto you, feel you pressing stone solid against my favorite black panties. "Angel," they say. I'm too dark to be an angel. Too wet to be an angel. Much too wet. But as my hips churn and my nails drag down your chest leaving petulant pink lines, I think "but demons are just angels who picked the wrong side." So, maybe, I can be an angel for you. The black angel that binds you and takes possession of you and delights in each of your pleasures. An angel inching down your body, wetting her tongue in anticipation.

I try to focus, remember to breathe. A formidable task with your body hard and responsive beneath me. I drag a slow spiral around your nipple coming closer with each swirl. Blow cool air across your skin. I rub your now hard flesh with the tip of my tongue. Next I run quickly across the nipple with the smooth underside of my tongue, quickly replacing its presence with a slow moving thumb and shifting my attentions to your other nipple. Equal treatment is repaid by the catch in your breath. Biting gently at your nipple I drag my palms lightly down your chest as I kiss a path past your navel down to the point of your hip.

My teeth leave neat crescents along your hips that my pointed tongue follows hungrily. I take my tongue tightly along the contours of your thigh, achingly close to your ready cock, but not yet touching. Cup your balls in one hand and firmly tongue along their division, watching the flesh tighten beneath my mouth. Pulling one then the other into my mouth, massaging gently. My hands move around to sink my fingertips into your muscles, using your ass to draw you close as my tongue runs soft and flat along your shaft, sac to slit, drawing a satisfying moan from your mouth and an unbidden growl from my throat.

Swiftly, I turn, fighting off the last of my clothes. Again, you can feel my knees near your waist, but my feet hook behind your shoulders and I run my hands down your legs. My breasts, nipples hard, drag along your thighs, brush your straining cock. Then I rock back, taking your head in my mouth as you reach up to find my lips with your own. Kiss me tenderly. Tongue wide, you lap at me, gently pulling the juices from me. I circle your head, tease it playfully as your own tongue flicks across my clit, stretch my neck and swallow you as your tongue dives into me. Our moans combine and seem to hang in the air above us for a moment.

My concentration falters as you drag and prod and rub the pleasure from me, pull the growls and moans from my throat. Until I can't wait any longer. I cease my licking, rubbing, sucking, feel your cock twitch in protest and turn again to face you. Your exasperated groans play in my ears. I kiss you once, teasing your lips open with my tongue. Then I grab your cock with my right hand, press my left hard on your shoulder for balance. I play your head along my lips, take you near my opening and note the intake of your breath. I use you, rubbing your head in circles on my own tight knot, working myself into a frenzy.

I shift my hips just a little and press your head inside me. Where I can feel the tiny pop as my body accepts you. Easy, slick, I take your head and squeeze it inside of me. Lift myself, losing you, wanting to feel you filling me. Again rubbing you against my clit, again taking your head into me, squeezing. Listening to the catch as you feel my muscles tighten around you. I lean forward, brush my lips on your temple. "Do you want me," I ask as I squeeeeze tightly.

"God, yes," I hear.

"Do you want me to fuck you," I whisper softly. "GOD yes!"

I pull off your blindfold as I plunge downward, wanting you to see me as I ride you. Your lids slam shut against the light, against the rush of sensation. I rise, then fall again, watching your eyes snap open as you moan your delight. I open my hips, grind down on you, turning small figure-eights with my hips. Running my hands up your body I lay down, bring my legs together between your own. Cupping your face and kissing you I breathe, "tight enough?" As I leverage your shoulders to help me move. Stroking up and down your length, pressing and rubbing my clit against you as I move, I set into a rhythm. Soon my breath quickens and my hips begin to shift hungrily as I thrust myself down and up. You can hear, feel that I'm reaching the top. You stretch up, drag your tongue along my throat, plead "use me."

"God," I keen, shuddering, squeezing, panting over the crest of my orgasm, triggering the cascade of your own as my muscles tighten strongly around your cock and my fingers press into your shoulders. I manage to keep moving through the after shocks just long enough to draw your own climax to it's shivering, straining end before collapsing and fumbling you out of the ropes. 



Dark Angel: A Different Path



Disclaimer: I do not own the television series that this fan fiction is written for or any of the characters from it. This is a parody meant for entertainment purposes only. 

Fanfiction based on the TV show "Dark Angel" staring Jessica Alba.



There were few things she hated in life Max thought to herself looking down at her feet, but heels were definitely near the top of the list. Nonetheless Max stepped out of the town car she had been sitting in, she shook her hips, adjusting the simple tight black dress she wore. 

Her heart was already beginning to race, as it always did before missions. She glanced over to the doors to the exclusive club she had just been dropped off in front of. This was it. 

"We'll be waiting for your all clear," her driver told her. Max nodded without turning back to look at him. He drove off, leaving her no choice but to enter the club. She took a final breath and put on her game face. 

Max strutted confidently into the bar. Her dress hugged her every curve and drew the attention of every man in the room. She smiled, a little more than a dozen eyes intently watching her as she trailed her hand over her flat stomach, licked her lips and then made her way over to the bar. 

The bar was one of the few high-class establishments left in Seattle. It was once a five star hotel, now a remnant of a different time in the city. Its exclusivity and expense made sure there was only one type of person sitting at the bar that night, the rich and powerful. 

It didn't take Max long before she spotted her mark. Sitting at a far private table he wore an unremarkable dark gray suit over his well maintained fifty-two year old frame. Much like every other warm blooded man he had glanced at Max when she entered but had now turned his attention back to his paper. 

Steven Donner blended in well, just another wealthy man trying to relax. But Max knew better, she knew that the large man sitting one table down was his personal guard and that Mr. Donner was the head of one the most promising defense contractors in the country. Wealthy, influential and full of important little secrets. She also knew he owned a home just a few miles away. 

Fortunately for Max he was still a man, and it didn't take Max more than a few minutes to once again catch his gaze. She smiled and looked away. It was simple really, a game played countless times before and like most things Max was very good at it.

Within five minutes he had sent a drink to her. Another five she had joined him at his table where she laughed at his jokes, chewed on her lip and flirted unabashedly with the much older man. 

It was less then a half hour since she had entered the bar before she was leaving it again. Being guided by Donner to his luxury car. They both slipped into the back, his guard quickly driving them out of the city.

Donner was all hands and wasted no time sliding over into Max's space. With a hand on her thigh he bent in to kiss her neck. Max faked a giggle, letting him slide his hand up her leg dragging her dress with it gasping as he slid is tongue over her collar bone. 

Men, they were so predictable. 

Max pushed back into him, pulling his hand off her leg taking control she pushed him back into his seat and slid onto his lap. She could feel the evidence of his arousal pressing hard against her. She smiled, and bent down to kiss him as he groped her ass doing his best to grind her against his hard cock.

Max rolled her hips into him, grinding hard against him which caused Donner to moan loudly into her mouth. It was almost too easy. She smiled as he lifted her dress up over her ass, his hands cupping her bare behind. By the time she was done with him he wouldn't know what hit him. 

Before they could go any further the car slowed to a stop. They had arrived at his private home just outside the downtown core. Donner reluctantly let Max slide of his lap so they could both get out. 

Max barely had time to breathe in the cold night air before Donner was behind her, his hands wrapping around her body. Cupping her breasts squeezing them up and together. He kissed and licked at her neck and in return Max leaned back, resting against his chest and letting her ass graze against his hard cock.

"You are so beautiful," Donner murmured into her hair as he fondled her young perky tits until her nipples poked through her dress. Max bit her cheek and let his hands roam over her body as he continued to whisper sweet nothings into her ear.

They stood there, Donner content to paw at her tits as his body guard made his way up to the large front door. Max watched intently as he unlocked it, then entered went to a control panel just inside the house and put in a code. 

"Lets go," Donner whispered, grabbed Max's hand and dragged her into his home. 

Donner pulled her quickly through the large rooms. Not giving her time to take a second glance at the countless priceless pieces of art that lined the rooms and halls. The place was like a museum. Hell, Donner's private collection was probably better than most museums. 

He led her upstairs, hurrying down hall ways until he stopped in front of the master bedroom. He swung the doors open and pushed Max in. 

A king size bed awaited, a harsh reminder of what Max was about to do. Max smiled at him and slowly stepped back towards the bed, it was her turn to lead him. She twisted them around making sure she fell on top as they tumbled down on the soft mattress. 

The body guard had followed them, never once letting his boss leave his sight. Even now he stood just outside the bedroom door, easily seen through the half opened door. Mounted on top of Donner Max gave a glance back at him and smiled. She didn't mind giving him a show. 

Max rolled her hips against him, taking up where they had left off in the car. "You like that?" she whispered and Donner nodded. His hands dug into her hips. 

"I want you to fuck me." she purred and pulled up her dress. Exposing her perfectly tanned toned stomach, up to her perky tits. She hadn't worn any panties and Donner groaned at the sight of her smooth pussy. Donner palmed her stomach, tracing it up before cradling her breasts. 

Max licked her lips and went to work on his pants, she grabbed at the hardness between his legs. Pulling his belt loose then lowering the zipper of his pants. His cock was hard and throbbed in her hand as she wrapped her fingers around it. She teased herself with it, running his shaft then the head against her moist slit before letting just the tip push into her. 

They both moaned, every muscle in Max's body tensed as she slid him inside of her. She clenched her jaw, hissed a sharp breath as his cock stretched her cunt and slowly she let herself sink down onto him. She savored every moment holding her breath until his dick was fully inside her. 

She smiled down at him. She could feel every inch of him pulsating inside her. His face was red as he basked in the feeling of her tight cunt. Max gave another glance back at the guard. He was still starting intently at her but otherwise stayed emotionless. 

Wearing nothing but her heels she turned back to Donner and slowly lifted herself up, her body squeezing his cock tightly not wanting to let go. She let a few inches of him slide out of her before she rolled her hips back down. Their bodies slapping together as she did. The act sent a shiver up her spine and her cunt convulsed around his aching cock. 

"Mmhh," she moaned and Donner grunted. Slowly Max began to ride the older man. Her hands sprayed out against the bed her legs spread wide she first slowly grinded her hips over him barely moving only to speed up until she was nearly bouncing on top of his cock. 

The guard watched and listened as Max rode his boss. Her tight little ass bouncing up and down. Her tiny frame taking the large cock like a pro. He had seen his boss bring home plenty of women, but the way this one moaned, like a bitch in heat, made him, for the first time, a little jealous he could only watch. 

"God damn," Donner moaned holding onto her ass as she drove herself down onto him. 

"Fuck me," she cried out, throwing her head back. For the moment she forgot the mission, forgot everything except for how this man's cock was making her feel. "Fuck me, fuck me."

Max was purring, her body humming with pleasure. She loved this, she loved missions like these. A night at a nice bar followed by a good hard fuck beat spending a week in some remote jungle any day. And it was real, no matter what lie she had told the men she bedded the pleasure she gave them, that they gave her was real.

"That's good," she purred, grabbing one his hands she pulled it to her clit. "Fuck me baby," her ass clenched she rolled her hips on top of him. 

She could almost feel the guards eyes burning into her backside. Her ass jiggling every time she slammed herself down onto Donner's cock. 

"Ah god, oh fuck," Donner groaned his cock throbbed inside her. Max held tightly onto him. He moved and Max let him roll on top of her. Her legs wrapping around his. 

His body crushed into his as he wildly pounded her tender swollen cunt. 

She purred, moaning senseless words as the new position drove her near the edge. She pushed her hips up into him. 

"Fuckmeee," she cried coming, she smiled wide basking in the warm tingling shooting up her spine. She loved this, God she loved it. She arched off the bed nearly sobbing a desperate moan as her orgasm ripped through her. 

She could hear Donner's grunt as he came. His once powerful thrusts dying down but she didn't care, she just wanted to hold onto this moment as long as she could. 

He collapsed on top of her. Waves of pleasure still racking her body, she would have liked him to keep fucking her but she couldn't complain. His body was heavy against hers, pinning her into the bed. They both breathed heavily and it felt like hours before Max finally felt the strength return to her limbs.

"That was fun," she whispered. She could hear him murmur something but ignored him. She reached down her leg to the high heels she still wore. Hidden in the sole a tiny needle slid out. It was nothing more than a tiny metal pin, just enough to prick the skin. But it was coated with a tpxin that would knock out a grown man for a few hours at least. Barely moving she pushed the pin against Donner's skin. If the sex didn't knock him out that surely would. 

She looked up at his guard making sure he hadn't seen anything before slowly rolling out from underneath Donner. 

Donner's guard watched intently as the beauty sat up from the bed and slowly slid the dress over her perfect body. 

She smiled at him, beaming. The warm afterglow of sex still coursing through her blood. She felt great. 

"Hi," she said, then looked back at Donner, "I think I tired him out." she giggled doing her best to play her role. 

The guard raised one eyebrow and gave her a once over. Her skin was damp with the faintest hint of sweat, her lips swollen and her eyes dark with lust. 

He reached for his jacket and Max tensed ready to pounce only to relax as he pulled out a phone. He looked over Max's shoulder to his boss, as far as he knew he had simply passed out after an enjoyable fuck. 

"I can call you a car to take you home." he said.

"No," Max stopped him, her voice a little to urgent. She hoped he hadn't picked up on it but he seemed more concerned with how her hand was wrapping around his. He gave her a confused look.

"I saw you watching me," Max said, lowering her head slightly, she forced herself to blush. "I liked you watching me."

The guard cleared his throat as Max's other hand slipped against his crotch, lightly brushing against the shaft of his cock. 

"Are we alone?" Max asked and looked up at him. She licked her lips waiting for his answer. 

"Alone?" the guard muttered, he looked past her at her boss. 

"Maybe another guard? Max leaned in closer to him. "Someone to cover your shift while you do more then watch me." Max nearly purred out the words her body rubbing against his. She could feel his cock hardening in her hand as she teased him.

"No... no one else is here." he stuttered. Max smiled that's all she needed to know. 

"Oh," she said sounding disappointed. She gripped his cock harder, fully wrapping her fingers around him. "I guess you could fuck me right here then."

The guards eyes lit up and he finally made his move. His hands went from his sides to grab Max's ass. Max leaned into him, her arms going under his jacket until she found the holster of his gun. 

"Sorry, buddy." she whispered. "Maybe another time." before the guard had time to notice she had slipped his pistol from his holster and smashed it across his head hard enough to knock him unconscious. His body went limp but Max caught him, letting him down slowly to the floor. 

Max quickly made her way to the front door and the alarm panel. She punched in the guard code and watched as the alarm disabled itself. 

"All clear," she spoke into a hidden mic in her dress, then sighed. Her mission was over. It wouldn't take them long. 

As if on queue the door swung open. Zack, Ben, Zane and Jondy rushed through closely followed by their Commander, Donald Lydecker. 

"Donner is in the master bedroom, a guard just outside in the hallway, both unconscious." Max stated as the other transgenics rushed passed her to secure the area.

Lydecker stopped in front of Max then gave a glance around the spacious home. "You did good here 452." he congratulated her then pulled out his radio. "I want the information found and the area clean in ten."

"Thank you Sir." Max replied.

"The information Donner has been keeping will save a lot of lives."

Max nodded, she had done a good thing tonight. 

"We can take it from here, Head back to base 452. The Senator has been asking to see you." Lydecker commanded. 

"Yes Sir," Max replied quickly and without thought. A smile on her face she left Donner's home. 

-

Max gasped, the leather strap around her neck tightening. She arched off the bed, thrusting her breasts up and lifting her bare ass off the soft mattress. 

Another strap around her waist pulled her back down tightening around her. She groaned into her gag then moaned as a leather strap slapped across her thighs, leaving a faint red mark across her golden skin. 

A belt in hand Senator Keene stood over her looking down at her prone form. He smiled, naked, his cock standing at attention. Again he slapped the belt across her thighs. 

Max cried out against the gag and he laughed. 

"Shh," he whispered his hands rubbing over where he just hit. Then slid further up between her legs. Max was soaking wet which made the man groan, his cock twitching as he pushed a finger inside her. Her delicate flesh squeezed him as he invaded her. 

Max pulled against her restraints, there were straps around her wrists and ankles and around her neck. Three more were around her chest and stomach. She could barely move at all let alone try to escape. The man grinned with arousal and amusement as she struggled. 

Max's eyes rolled back as his fingers slid out of her and began to tease her clit. 

"Do you enjoy that Max?" he asked, "you little whore." 

He pulled out her gag, while pushing harder on her clit. 

"Oh, my," max moaned her hips lifting up against his hand. 

"Beg,"

"Please Senator, Please," Max moaned as she did her best to increase the contact of his hand on her body. 

A wicked grin grew over Senator Keene's face. Max had been a more than willing participant in his little games for a few weeks now. So much so that he was getting attached to fucking her at least once a week. He grabbed his cock still rubbing max's swollen clit and pushed it against max's lips. 

Max eagerly took him into her mouth. Her tongue sliding over the head of his cock. Her eyes stared up at him as he leaned forward letting another inch of him enter her mouth. The bitter taste of his cock nearly overwhelmed her as she sucked greedily on his swollen head. 

The Senator groaned using both of his hands to guide her head as she sucked him of. 

Instinctively Max's hips continued to grind against the open hair as she bathed his cock with her tongue and mouth. She stared up at him with lust filled eyes. Swirling her tongue against him pushing his head against the inside of her cheek. She tugged on her restraints wanting to touch him, wanting to force him to fuck her. 

It had been hours since she had came to him. Hours since she had let him tie her up. Hours of this torture, her thin body was covered in a layer of sweat making her skin glow in the soft light of the bedroom. God she wished he would just fuck her already. 

Her head bobbed steadily as best she could with the leather collar around her neck, slurping sloppily on his cock, the Senator's hand went back between her legs. Stroking her. Max's eyes fluttered closed and did her best to simply experience the teasing and the taste of his cock in her mouth. 

With his hips slowly grinding against her face he fingered her watching as her chest heaved and her tongue began to push harder against him. She rolled her hips harder against him the leather straps digging into her stomach. Her breathing quicker, forcing warm air against his sensitive dick. 

Faster she sucked, harder she tried to push against him. Sparks of pleasure shot up her spine as his talented fingers were quickly bringing her to release. Her body heaved, her legs beginning to tremble. 

She pinched her eyes shut, waiting for it. Only to have the Senator stop, his fingers left her body and Max whined in protest around his cock. He pulled him self out of her mouth. A thick coating of spit covering his shaft. 

Saliva ran down her cheek and she looked up. Angry, shocked but most of all still incredibly aroused. 

Max wanted to beg, to plead to fuck her till she cried but she didn't. She glared up at the man helpless to his desires. He slapped her again with the belt. Max winced but did not scream. 

"Fuck you," she spat. Knowing how much the Senator liked it when she got angry. 

Again he slapped her. The faint red mark stinging across her stomach. It wouldn't even leave a mark, and it barely even hurt but it was all apart of his little game. 

"Go to hell," she grunted. Earning an enthusiastic grin from the Senator. 

The senator pushed the gag back into her mouth, and knelt onto the bed moving himself between her legs. Max watched, doing her best to act defiant as he slid between her legs. 

His cock rubbed against her wet folds and Max shuddered. Her eyes going wide as finally after hours of teasing he slid his thick cock into her. 

Slow and deliberate he watched her face contort with pleasure as he entered her. She threw her head back, as her body arched into him, she let out a low throaty moan into her gag. His hard cock cocooned in her tight little body he kept pushing into her, she convulsed around him until he finally felt his balls press against her ass. 

He pulled back and Max cried out into her gag. Then he drove into her hard, their bodies slapping together loudly. Max's eyes went wide then pinched closed and she screamed as he began pumping her cunt. 

He grunted and groaned thrusting into her like a wild beast. There was no more teasing just a rough fucking,

Max tensed pulling as best she could against the leather straps holding her down. Her thighs doing their best to squeeze him. She wanted so badly to take control hold him down and fuck him but she was helpless with no option but to let the politician fuck her hard and fast. 

He pulled the gag from her mouth. "You dirty little whore," he grunted while fucking her as hard as he could.

"Fuck- fuck- you- God-" Max cried through clenched teeth. 

It wasn't' long before she was seeing stars, her head light. Her body convulsing on the edge of climax. She closed her eyes and bit her tongue. It came as quickly as the Senators strokes. Max cried an ineligible moan.




Dark Angel: A Different Path



She strained as wave after wave rocked her body. Her world nearly going black as the pleasure overwhelmed her. She could barely hear his grunts as he continued to fuck her, her body throbbing with every hard thrust. Again and again Keene slammed into her. 

She tensed trying her best to hold on to the feeling never wanting it to end. Her hips pushed back as best she could as the senator thrashed on top of her. He was grunting like an animal, franticly pounding her swollen pussy until he froze, his face red, and came inside her. 

Max purred still feeling the tingling sensation throughout her body as he collapsed on top of her. 

The senator chuckled, as he gasped for breath, he lay there for a long moment before he spoke. 

"Great as always Max." he said as he freed one hand. Max smiled back and her hand moved to rest on her lower stomach. She could still feel the trembles of her climax running through her. 

She didn't trust herself to talk. Senator Keen was an old perverted man but boy did he know how to fuck. 

They both laid there for a moment before the Senator finally stood. Max simply watched as he dressed then made his way out of their room. Stopping before excited he looked back at Max.

"I'll be in town next weekend." he said. 

Max nodded. "I'll be waiting." she said softly with a smile to send him off. When he finally left Max glanced over at the far book shelf then up at the ceiling at where she had hidden the cameras. 

-

Lydecker watched from a monitor as his best soldier was roughly fucked by the politician. He smiled. 

"Keene is a powerful man with some ambitious plans, but he was never a man who could control his vices." Lydecker said and looked up to Max. 

"You've done a good job 452. These recordings are more than enough to make sure the Senator continues to do what is in the best interest of the Country."

"Thank you Sir,' Max replied, she stood, back straight and at attention.

"I have another mission for you"

"Yes Sir,'

Lydecker slid a manila folder her way and motioned for her to open it. Inside a photo of an attractive man, spiky hair and glasses. 

"He belongs to one of the richest families left in America." Lydecker said. 

Max stared down at the photo intently. "Logan Cale." she whispered to herself, lingering on the photo for a little to long before looking at the rest of the file. 

"The Cales are incredibly wealthy and powerful, and it's time we had an insider in their circle. Logan Cale is our way in."



Dark Angel: An Angel In Heat



Disclaimer: I do not own the television series that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. 



The soft crunching of branches and dead leafs filled the otherwise calm and peaceful morning. With nimble precision Max sprinted through the the lush green forest barely making a sound as she transversed the dense forest. It was supposed to have been a simple job, but something had gone wrong, someone had fucked up. Somehow she had tripped an alarm, and now instead of silently sneaking away unnoticed, she was running for her life. She could hear the men behind her, barking orders as they spread out looking for her. She increased her pace, knowing that her bike was less then a mile away. There was no way anyone could keep up with her, but she wasn't going to risk it. 

Max rounded the corner pushing herself as hard as she could hoping to finally put some distance between her and her pursuers. She sped up even more as she could hear the voices behind her grow fainter, her boots digging deeply into the soft soil with every stride as she pushed her pace faster. She ran for another few minutes, no longer able to hear her pursuers she slowed only to come to a halting stop as she heard the crack of a snapping branch just a few yards from where she was.

Any hope of not being noticed were completely destroyed as she lost her footing in the muddy soil while attempting to stop. She landed with an 'Ummfpt' falling to her ass. The sound of dead branches and leaves crunching under hear weight alerting all in the area to her presence. She froze for a moment, then scanned the area, looking for the origin of the sound that stopped her dead in her tracks. Then she saw him, a guardsmen stood a few meters from where she lay. His face was mostly obscured by the heavy face visor he wore but he looked just as surprised to see her as she was to see him. '

'What the hell was a guardsmen doing out here alone' Max thought to herself. She thought she had left all of them atleast a half mile behind her. It was then she noticed that his fly was down, his dick in his hand. Out of the thousand of trees that covered this forest she had to run right into the one this guy was taking a piss on. 

"Fuck" she muttered under her breathe, trying to think of ways out of this as she began pushing herself back to her feet. 

"Hey! Don't move!" the guard yelled, quickly dropping his dick and replacing it with his firearm. Pointing it squarely at a now crouching Max. Fuck! What was she going to do now. "Stand up slowly."

Following his command Max slowly stood. Even hidden behind his visor she could still see his eyes as they slowly ran down her body. She was drenched, partly from sweat, partly from the early dew that covered all of the foilage that she had just spend the lasts ten minutes running through. She watched as his eyes lingered on her chest. The shirt she was wearing, soaked with sweat clung to her every curve leaving nothing to the imagination. Max wasn't surprised as he leered at her. Guys did it all th time but the way his eyes lingered, the way he shifted uncomfortably as he took in the rest of her body told Max that she had a way out. 

Disgusted as it made her, she would be stupid not to use her sexuality as an advantage. She parted her lips, and increased her breathing as if she was out of breath. Pushing her chest out more as she inhaled, her shirt stretching tightly around her breasts, her hard nipples pushing against the fabric as if begging to be freed. 

"Um.. ahem" the guard cleared his throat nervously, her heavy breathing not lost on him. A small victory for Max, but she didn't have time to waste. 

Giving him her best smile she approached him slowly. "Why don't you put the gun down, I'm not gonna try anything." she began. "Nobody knows we're out here... nobody will ever know you let me go, all you gotta do is look the other way and... and I'll make it worth your while." she said, licking her lips, her eyes glancing down at his growing arousal. She dared to move even closer still, her hand trailed down her chest, lightly tracing her breast, then over her flat stomach to the button of her jeans. "Mmm" she moaned as she popped open the button, biting her lip looking at him seductively, she took another step closer, almost within reach of the pistol that was still pointed at her. The guard couldn't help looking at her perfect body as she slowly swayed towards him. Only one more step and she would easily be able to disarm the distracted man. 

"Stop!" the man suddenly ordered. "You think I'm stupid? Shake your tits and ass at me and I'll let you go?"

Fuck. Max mentally screamed at herself, she had been so close, almost in reach of the weapon. "You don't have to do th..." 

"Shut up and put your hands on your head and turn around." the man barked at her. "Now!" he yelled again seeing her hesitate. Having no other choice she did what he said. As soon as her back was turned the man kicked at the back of her knees. With practiced precision he followed through by pushing on her back, causing her to tumble to the ground. 

"Ahh" Max yelped as she felt the guard kick her legs out form underneath her causing her to fall to her knees, before she could recover her balance he had pushed her forward, causing her to fall face first towards the forest floor. Her hands shot out, barely catching herself in time. Instinctively her body screamed at her to turn around and fight, but the cold hard barrel of the mans pistol pushing against her thigh stopped her.

They both paused as static filled their ears as the mans radio came alive, then a gravely voice spoke. "Sector 4 Patrol, Subject last seen heading south towards your position. Report back any activity" 

"Sector 4 all clear" the guard quickly replied back. 

"What.." Max begun, confused at the turns of events.

"You're gonna make good on your offer you little slut." he told her as his hand roughly grabbed the waistband of her jeans and yanked them down. 

"Hey, don't you fucking." Max began to fight back,only to stop as the barrel of his gun pushed against her leg, a stern look in the mans eyes reminding her who as in control. 

Not wanting to waste time, knowing another patrol would find them soon he grabbed Max's hips tightly, plunging his rock hard member into her. 

"Fuck Nooohh" Max moaned as she felt his dick slide into her. In one long hard thrust he buried his complete length into her. How had this day gone so wrong she thought to herself as she felt the mans hands roam over her back, his dick throbbing inside of her. 

"Do you know what the boss is going to do with you?" the man said as he slowly begun thrusting into her. He had to bite his lip while letting out a deep groan as Max's pussy gripped his dick, he had never in his life felt someone so tight, so wet. "They're going to punish you. Make sure you know that trying to steal from us is the worst mistake of your life. There gonna fuck you so hard, make you beg for it. Not gonna be gentle like me, gonna fill you with enough cocks till you can't take anymore, then they are gonna fuck you some more."

"Fuck.... mmmyou." Max spat back. The man picked up his pace, his thrusts becoming more powerful. Max closed her eyes as she felt her body begin to betray her. She felt flush, her body burned with desire. She couldn't help the soft moans that were now escaping her lips as the man roughly took her from behind. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter with every pounding thrust she took. 

"God you're so tight for me you little slut." He grabbed both of her hips, his hands digging into her flesh as he fucked her with everything he had. 

"ohgod.." Max moaned, dropping her head in shame. She begged her body to stop responding to the mans touch but it didn't listen. It was then she noticed the glint of metal on the ground. The man had dropped his gun. The pistol laid no more than a foot away from her, completely forgotten by the man. All she had to do is reach out and grab it. 

"Oh god, fuck, fuckme fuck" Max screamed, her back arching pushing harder against the man cock pushing him even deeper inside of her now sopping cunt. Any though of grabbing the gun lost to her as the man reached around and began rubbing her clit. Pinching and twisting, laughing as he felt her pussy lips tighten and convulse around his invading cock. Oh god, Max thought to herself, she was so close, it felt so damn good. She bent her head back, bitting her lip as she was lost to the desire. "right there, mmm fuck" she moaned. 

"Fuck arrgh" the man moaned as he came. Shooting his seed into Max. "Fuckyababe, goodshit"

"Ohhm" She couldn't keep back the moan as he pulled out of her, she could feel his warm cum inside her, their juices dripping from her pussy down her leg. "Fuck" she muttered, still so close, so hot. As much as she hated herself for it she wanted him to continue, needed him to continue. She needed to cum. Closing her eyes, swallowing her pride she was about to beg him to continue when she felt strong hands on her legs and stomach.

"Wha.. ommfpt" without warning she was flipped onto her back. Shocked as she opened her eyes to see a large group of men standing around her. Where had they come from, how did she not notice them. It was then that she realized she had been stripped completely naked. Her body completely exposed to the small army of men, she blushed and tried to hide her nakedness with her hands. She couldn't help but tremble with excitement at the though of all these men having their way with her. 

"This is what you've come to Max?" a familiar gruff voice said from behind the wall of men. Max sat up, trying to see who had spoken. Her mind raced, trying to figure where she knew the voice from. 

"Stay down" one of the men said as he pushed her firmly back down. The men shuffled out of the way as the owner of the voice made his way through the crowd. 

"What... how?" Max face dropped, her mouth hanging open as she finally saw the man behind the voice. Donald Lydecker. Lydecker smiled at her as he took in her naked body. Max struggled against the hands holding her down. But she could do little more then wiggle away from Lydecker as he slowly approached her. 

"If I had known you were such a slut I would tried harder to catch you Max." Lydecker said, his hands now on her knees. 

"Oh god" Max moaned. This couldn't be happening, why was he here. She looked at him, whimpering when she noticed that his dick was already freed from his pants. Oh god she thought to herself. Donald Lydecker, the man that had consistently tried to ruin her life was about to rape her, worse still was the fact a part of her wanted him to. She held in the sob as her mind battled with her body. 

"Spread your legs for me Maxie" he whispered hoarsely at her and she complied. Parting her legs giving him access to her dripping wet pussy. She felt the head of his cock push against her hairless pussy lips and she had to bite her lip to stop the scream of need from escaping her mouth. Lydecker bent down, capturing her breast in her mouth, sucking its rosy peak. "You don't know how long I've wanted this." 

"Mmmfuck" Max moaned as he thrust into her, her cunt gripping and contracting around his dick. Her legs wrapping around his waist pulling him even deeper into her. She grabbed his head pulling it closer to her chest as he nibbled on her nipple. So wrong, this is so wrong, her mind kept telling her. But she didn't listen, it felt too good.

"Fuckmefuckmefuckme" she screamed, arching her back in pleasure, her breathing heavy as she begged for him to fuck her harder. Oh god she was so close, she could hear the men around her laughing and cheering but she didn't care. "Ohgodohgod" she pulled him closer, thrusting her hips up to meet his. The sound of their two bodies slapping together with every thrust filled the forest as Lydecker gave her exactly what she wanted. Her body burned with desire and just as she was giving up on ever getting release, she came. Her body tensed as she let out a breathless moan as her climax rocked her body. 

Max's eyes shot open as the pleasure ran through her, only to see her dimly lit room instead of the green lush forest. Her breathing still heavy she quickly sat up. Confused and disoriented, her body trembled as her orgasm still surged through her body. It was all a fucking dream. 

"Max you coming to work or not?" her roommate, Original Cindy called out from the living room. Max tried to reply but was still too shocked to respond. Her dream was so real, she wiped the sweat from her brow and looked down at herself. Her tank top was drenched in sweat, her hard nipples poking through her thin shirt. Her fingers danced over her panties, finding them soaked with her own juices. She sighed and collapsed back into her bed. It had felt so real, felt so good. 

"Go ahead without me, I'll be in late" She called out to her roommate. She still hadn't recovered from the dream. 

"Kay, cyalater boo" Cindy called back as left the apartment. The fact she had dream involving Lydecker fucking her till she came greatly disturbed her. But for the time being she had bigger problems, seeing that she only had dreams like that when she was going into heat. 

Max sat up as she heard the door shut behind Cindy. As much as she wanted to crawl back into her bed and hide for the next few days she knew her body wouldn't allow it. Soon her hormones would be in overdrive and the need to mate would be almost unbearable. No, laying around wasn't the answer, she needed to keep herself busy. Constant action to keep her mind off the growing heat between her legs. All she could do was focus her mind on anything other than sex for the next couple of days and hope to god she didn't do anything she would regret. 

Forcing herself out of bed she made her way to her bathroom. A nice cold shower would help to calm her body down. She quickly disrobed and jumped under the cold stream of water. Gasping as the ice cold water cascaded down her body. With mechanical proficiency she scrubbed down her body with a bar of soap. Not allowing her hands to wander over her overly sensitive body she constantly reminded herself that she was in the shower to cool off and nothing more. 

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

"Fuck" she muttered to herself as she heard someone knock on her apartment door. Who the fuck could that be. 

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Obviously whoever it was they weren't going to simple leave. "Hold on! I'll be right there!" Max yelled as she grabbed the blue towel she had stolen from Logan. Wrapping it tightly above her breasts she angrily went to open the door. Swinging the door open, yelling out "What the hell do you want..." She paused, seeing the cop who stood just outside her door. Shit. Almost immediately her body reacted to the presence of the male. Her body tingled with anticipation, burned with desire. Closing her eyes, she tried to focus. Giving him her best smile she back peddled trying to make up for her previous rudeness. "uhh... what can I do for you officer?" the last thing she needed was to deal with a pissed of cop. 

"I'm sweeping these buildings for squatters ma'am." He responded. He couldn't help but stare at Max. Her body still soaked from her shower. Droplets of water running down her arms and legs, her hair tussled. Just a blue cotton towel covering her slim body. A towel just barely long enough to cover her most private of parts. But it was the look of pure sex in her eyes that startled him, she looked like she wanted to eat him alive. 

"argh" Max groaned, of course, how could she of forgotten. She looked over to the cupboard in the kitchen. Inside of which was a small box that contained the bribe money that she and her roommate paid to the cops every month. Squatting was illegal, but the cops didn't care as long as they got something out of it. Hell, it was much cheaper then getting a real place. She paused, thinking of all the money she had saved during the month for 'rent'. She bet she could drop her towel and this cop would be more then willing to forgo his bribe for a chance to fuck her. He could bend her over the kitchen table and take her from behind. Fuck her hard and fast and his partners who were undoubtedly shaking down the rest of the building would never even know. Fuck, maybe his buddies could even join in. 

"Ma'am?"

"Uhh.. yeah... uh one second" she couldn't focus. She bit her lip as she desperately fought the urge to drop her towel and pounce on the man. Just turn around get the money and close the door, just turn around get the money and close the door, she repeated over and over in her head. 

The cop looked perplexed as he watched Max spin on her heal and make her way into the kitchen. The girl was obviously struggling with something, but what he had no idea. He couldn't help but stare as she walked away from him. Her ass swayed slightly as she moved. The towel barely covering her behind, giving him small glimpses of the bottom of her ass every time she shifted her weight, hinting at the perfection that laid beneath. He had to hold back a groan as he felt his dick harden, uncomfortably pushing against his pants. 

Max could hear the man shift uncomfortably behind her, she could feel his eyes on her as he watched her every step. Her blood boiled with desire knowing that he was checking her out. Knowing that all she had to do was turn around and spread her legs and she could feel release. She grabbed onto the cupboard door, her knuckles turning white as she squeezed the handle to the point of pain, anything to take her mind off of the man behind her. Reaching up she grabbed the lockbox. 

"Uh.." the cop stood dumbfounded as he watched Max reach up to grab something from the cupboard. As she stretched out the towel inched its way up her behind, until her ass was completely exposed. Her perfectly toned round butt jiggled slightly as she pulled the box down. His heart pounded, his dick now rock hard there was no mistaking what this girl wanted from him. 

As soon as Max felt the cold air of her apartment on her bare bottom. She pulled down the towel, covering herself as best as she could, but it was already too late. The raging conflict inside of her had made her completely oblivious to the fact she was still wearing the dangerously small towel. Her reactions slow enough to give the cop a nice long look at her exposed ass. She sighed, this wasn't' going as she had planned, not even an hour into her heat and she was already succumbing to her mating instincts. It was a losing battle, she could feel the heat radiating off her body. If it wasn't this cop, then it would be some strange guy in a back alley. Atleast here she would be safe in her own apartment. She tried to justify what she was thinking, but deep down she knew it didn't matter anymore, the only thing that mattered was that she needed a good fucking. 

She faced the cop, smiling at the large bulge in his pants. It was probably her hormones talking but he wasn't half bad looking. He still stood near the doorway, maybe 10feet from her. "Officer.." she began in her sweetest voice "I know I'm not supposed to be here, but I don't wanna get in any trouble... Maybe we could work something out?" and with a slight tug on the towel pooled at her feet. 

"Uhh" the cop stood dumbfounded as a very naked Max offered herself to him. Her breathing was heavy as she stared at him. Her perky breasts rose and fell with every breath. The cop couldn't help staring as her skin, still damp from her shower, shined in the morning sunlight. He swallowed loudly as his eyes trailed over her breasts down her tight stomach, his cock twitched in his pants as his eyes came to rest on her shaved pussy. Max shifted her weight, her body trembling as she watched the man measure every inch of her body with his eyes. 




Dark Angel: An Angel In Heat Ch. 02



A/N: Not really that happy how this chapter turned out. But I figured might as well let people read it instead of just deleting it. Forgive any grammar errors I was rushed while editing it. 

Send me any reviews or comments you might have. Story ideas are always welcome. The more feedback I get good or bad, the quicker I will update.

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It was almost dark by the time Alec finally got home. He had gone back to JamPony after he had left Max's place. As he expected she didn't show. From what he knew from the female x5 heat cycles Max would probably sleep off the rest of the day. Hell, there was a good chance she would even remember what they had done. The memory of his cock pounding into her ass would just blur together with all the others that had fucked her that morning. 

Alec scrounged through his pockets as he entered his apartment. Smiling as he pulled out what he was looking for, a small slender memory stick. He had taken it from one of the men who were recording Max's little gangbang and he had been itching to see what was on it ever since he left her apartment. He grabbed his laptop and inserted the memory stick. 

"Should'a made some popcorn," he muttered to himself as the video began playing.

"Mmm," Max's moan filtered out of the crappy laptop speakers as the video started to play. 

"Heh, gets right down to business," Alec muttered to himself as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Still not used to seeing Max like this. The camera hovered over Max as she laid on the sofa. The video panned up and down Max's tight tanned body. Making sure he captured every naked and exposed inch of her. The man with camera must have been a late arrival to the gangbang because Max looked like she had been at it for hours. She was sweaty, and covered in cum, completely lost to the heat as she slurped on one mans cock while another pounded her cunt. 

"Mmh... Mhh... Fumm," Her moans got louder as the video focused on her face. Her lips sealed around the cock sliding in and out of her mouth. Her eyes met the camera and for a moment, a look of shock crossed her beautiful features. But as quickly as it had appeared any trepidation she had about being recorded was gone as she continued to bathe the mans cock with her tongue. 

"Ohfuck," the man she was sucking on groaned. His hands gripping her head tightly forcing his dick deeper into her mouth as he came. Her eyes closed she swallowed his load before pulling her mouth free of his dick. Cum covered her lips, dripping slowly out of her mouth and onto her cheek. She laid her head back closing her eyes once again, her hands trail up her stomach she let herself enjoy the feeling of the cock thrusting in and out of her wet pussy. Her body rocking back and forth matching the movements of the man fucking her. Biting her lip she sat up slightly, looking down between her legs as she watched the mans cock disappeared inside of her. Her juices covering his shaft as he pushed in and out of her. Her mind hazy from the heat she couldn't help but stare almost hypnotized by the sight of herself getting fucked. She could feel and see her pussy stretch around him, grabbing his cock, pulling it deeper inside of her.

Alec could hear the sounds of men grumbling off screen as they argued about who was next in line. The cameraman seizing the opportunity pulled out his own dick. With camera in one hand, he pushed his dick towards Max's face, offering it to her. Without hesitation Max turned toward to mans cock and took it in her mouth. 

"Holy god," the cameraman moaned out, shocked how eager Max was. The video shook focusing on the floor for a moment as the cameraman's body trembled as Max took him into her warm wet mouth. Max wasted no time as she began bobbing up and down his dick, sucking and swirling her tongue around him. His free hand grasped her head, helping guide her as her mouth lips and tongue devoured his cock. "Hey... look at me." He obviously wanted to get the porno feel, Alec thought to himself as he watched the video. Max looked up, her brown soulful eyes meeting his as her mouth continued to work on his cock. 

"Into the camera," at his request she gazed into the lens. 

Alec felt his cock twitch as Max stared back at him from the laptop screen. 

"MmmMm," she moaned around the cock in her mouth as the man who was fucking her increased his pace. "MmmmmMFumk," her scream muffled by the cock as she came. Her eyes went wide before rolling back into her head as she climaxed. The video panned out, capturing her entire body as her orgasm rolled through her. Her hips jerked upwards thrusting the mans cock deeper inside of her convulsing pussy. Her chest and stomach heaved as her body trembled in pleasure. She tried to pull away from the cock in her mouth but the camera man wouldn't let her. 

"Ohfummmm," she moaned as she tried to pull her head away. Gasping around the mans cock, her orgasm left her breathless. 

"Come on, come on," the camera man groaned as he forced his dick deeper down his throat. Max's body still trembling with pleasure, he pulled his dick free of her mouth. Her mouth still agape as she let the last waves of pleasure run through her. His dick slick with her saliva he jerked himself until he came, exploding into Max's open mouth and cheek. Covering her face with his cum. 

"Fuck..." Max pinched her eyes closed ignoring the warm cum that splashed over her face as she arched her back trying to prolong her orgasm. "Yess," she groaned feeling the cock in her pussy pulse as it came, filling her with his warm seed. He pulled out of her and she moaned. "Please" she begged reaching down between them trying grasp his cock, she still needed more. But the man pulled away, finished with her for now. Max collapsed back onto the sofa frustrated, her breathing still labored as slowly recovered from her orgasm. 

The video panned back shaking slightly as the camera man stuffed his dick back into his pants. Max stared at the camera as she laid there. She opened her mouth to speak but was quickly silenced as more men came into view, quickly filling her with their cocks. 

"Holy shit," Alec said to himself as she paused the video. The video was more then he had ever expected, and there was still almost an hour more footage. He stared at the freezed frame. Max grasped a slightly overweight mans cock, staring at it like it was the most beautiful thing in the world, while another man was just inches away from plunging himself into her soaking pussy. "What the hell am I gonna do with this," he muttered to himself as he though of ways he could use the tape. 

....

"Arrgh," Max awoke with a groan. What the hell was going on, she felt dizzy and her mind was hazy. She sat up on her bed as she tried to get her barrings. A shiver ran down her spine as she felt the cold air of the apartment on her bare skin. 

Why am I naked? She thought to herself, but before she could wonder anymore it all came rushing back to her. All the men, oh god so many men, she had let them fuck her. Her mouth, her pussy, her ass, she didn't just let them, she begged for it. 

"Fucking heat," she grunted as she let herself fall back into her bed. Her memory was hazy, bits and pieces missing others jumbled together. It almost felt like a dream but she knew it wasn't. She would still taste the cum on her lips. As far as heat cycles went this one was a disaster. Rolling over she looked at her alarm clock. 9:32pm. Grunting she picked herself up, throwing some clothes on she went to the washroom to wash her mouth out before cleaning up the rest of the house. Making sure that all evidence of what had happened just hours ago was gone before her roommate got home. 

Satisfied that the apartment was clean Max slowly made her way back to room, still utterly exhausted she collapsed onto her bed falling back to sleep. 

The screeching buzz of her alarm clock woke Max from a dreamless sleep. Her hand clumsily hit the snooze button as she rolled over to face the clock. Groaning as she read the time. 7:00am. She had slept all day and night, if she slept any longer she would be late for work. Groggily she stood and started to get ready for the day ahead. Just as she did after all the other times she let her heat get the best of her she tried to forget what had happened and move on with her life. 

Within the hour Max and Cindy were both leaving the apartment, ready for a long day of Normal's constant bip bip biping. Cindy hadn't bothered to ask why Max skipped out on work yesterday, nor why she had spent the entire day sleeping. She knew Max liked to keep some things to herself, and she was fine with that. Everyone was entitled to their secrets. 

"Hey!" a mans voice called out at Max and Cindy interrupting their chit chat as they made their way down the street. Both girls looked up at the man unsure if he was yelling at them or someone else. "Hey!" he called out again, jogging up to them both. 

"Yeah?" Max asked to man, he looked oddly familiar to her, as if she knew him from somewhere. But she couldn't place the face. 

"Could I talk to you?" the man asked Max. Max just looked at him expectingly, waiting for him to spit out whatever he wanted to say. "uh.. alone" he added when he saw both girls just looking at him. Max and Cindy exchanged questioning glances at each other, neither one sure of what to think. 

Eyes Only informant? Manticore? One of Ames Whites men? Max's mind raced with the possibilities of who this man could be. "I guess..." Max replied to him tentatively. Not sure what to make of him, he looked like one of the thousand other skinny pale stoners that called Seattle home, certainly not Manticore or an agent of Whites and if he was an Eyes Only informant she should hear him out. 

"Huh," Cindy said surprised. "You sure boo?."

"Yeah, I'll meet you at work." 

"Okie," Cindy said shaking her head, bewildered at her friends behavior as she walked away from Max and headed to work.

"So?" Max turned to the man as soon as Cindy was out of view "What do you want?"

.....

Alec glanced down at his watch, if his timing was right he would be catching Max just as she left her apartment. He leaned casually against one of the brick buildings that lined Max's street. Blending in with the crowd of people making their way to work he sat and waited for Max to appear. 

He didn't have to wait long as Max and Cindy came strolling out of the apartment. A smile on both their faces as they talked about who knows what. Alec grinned as he watched Max, his mind couldn't help but wander back to yesterday and the feeling of her surrounding him, of her ass milking his cock. Or to the video he had watched repetitively last night. Oh, after watching that video it was hard to see Max without thinking of her face plastered with cum as she begged to be fucked. 

Max and Cindy were barely a block away from their apartment before they stopped. Alec's brow furrowed as an unknown man walked up to the two girls and began talking to them. What the hell was this Alec thought. He let out a frustrated sigh, this was not apart of his plan. He was too far away to hear what they were saying, but if he got any closer there was no doubt Max would pick him out of the crowd. So he waited, and watched as Cindy left Max alone with the man. 

"Prolly an Eyes Only informant," he muttered to himself as he watched Cindy walk away towards JamPony. It was the only thing that made any sense. He needed to see who this guy was so quickly crossed the street to get a better view. "Fuck me," he whispered to himself as he saw the mans face. It was the camera man from yesterday. Max must barely remember a thing if she didn't recognize him. But more importantly what the hell was he doing. 

Alec kept his distance, waiting and watching as Max talked to the man. At first their conversation seemed harmless but quickly it turned ugly, something the man said obviously hitting Max like a ton of bricks. Even from a few blocks away Alec could see Max's entire body tense up. Her fists closed tightly at her sides, whatever he had said it had pissed Max off. The man pulled out a small piece of paper showing it to Max before putting it back into his pocket. His body language became more aggressive, and knowing Max he knew the man was in for a world of pain. But to Alec's surprise Max didn't attack the man, she didn't lash out against him. Her shoulders slumped, and she refused to meet the gaze of the man who was still talking. For the first time since he had met her Max looked defeated, she looked lost, helpless even. The man nodded at Max, and she nodded back, agreeing to something. They're conversation seemingly done the man started to walk away with Max following him. 

Back in Manticore Alec had excelled at stealth and tailing missions so staying unseen while keeping pace with Max was easy. Alec watched them both carefully as they walked through the streets before stopping in front of one of the run down houses that made up the neighborhood. As soon as they entered the house Alec moved closer making sure he was in a location where he could easily see through all the windows of the home. 

Alec lost track of them for a moment before they reappeared in one the bedrooms. Quickly Alec climbed up an abandoned neighboring house to get a better vantage point into the room. 

"Holy shit," Alec swore to himself as he watched Max drop to her knees in front of the man. She pulled on his belt, loosening his pants before reaching in and pulling out his cock. She jerked it slightly, and Alec could easily see the disgust in her face as she parted her lips and took the dick into her mouth. She sucked on it gently for awhile, running her tongue up and down his shaft before the man pulled her on her shoulders, making her stand. 

He whispered something into Max's ear causing a look of utter horror to cross Max's face. She shook her head rejecting whatever he had said. But the man continued on talking until the defeated look returned to Max's eyes. She stared at the floor as pulled her pants down, exposing her self to the man. He gestured to the bed and slowly Max moved over to it, bending over the side she laid face down. The man approached her from behind, his dick rock hard and covered in her spit he grabbed her hips and thrust his dick into her pussy. 

Max visibly winced as the mans dick slide into her. Alec watched as she bit her lip and buried her head into the mattress. He watched in surprise as Max arched her hips slightly letting the man thrust deeper into her. Was his little Maxie enjoying this? But before anything could come from it the man roughly grabbed Max's hips, his thrusts becoming erratic the froze holding still as he came before collapsing on top of Max. Whispering something to her and rolled off her. Max looked at him for a moment before sliding down and taking his cock into her mouth once again. She licked his cum and her own juices off his softening dick before putting him back into his pants. The man laid there for moment, dozing in and out of consciousness before waving Max away. She didn't waste any time and quickly left the house, heading back towards her own apartment. 

Alec waited before he could no longer see Max before jumping down from his hiding spot. He made his way to the door, roughly banging on it. 

"Hold on!" the man inside called out. Alec could hear him shuffling out of the bedroom. The door creaked as he opened it. "What do you- Oh shit it's you" 

"Yeah it's me," Alec replied as he barged though the doorway. 

"What do you wan man?" the man said as he backed away. He already watched Alec break one mans nose and he didn't want to be next. He liked his nose. 

"I'm here to help," Alec stated as he walked past the man and began looking through the run down house. 

"Huh?" the man replied utterly confused. "Help? With what?"

"With the girl. She's gonna come back."

"She?... Who?" the man played dumb, unsure of what to make of Alec. 

This was getting no where so Alec charged at the man, throwing him up against the wall. "You got something on her? Huh? You make up backups of the video I took form you yesterday?"

"Uh... You... You only took one of the videos," the man stuttered out. Afriad of what Alec would do to him. He must have been a friend of the girls, maybe a boyfriend. After what he had done to her he wouldn't blame this guy for killing him. 

"Theres more?" Alec said, letting the man go. His curiosity replacing his threating demeanor. 

"I Was there for hours. I mean, I didn't mean anything about it. We were just having some fun, she was so into it. I didn't think."

"Show me," Alec told him, tired of listening to him blabber. Nervously the man gestured towards on the back room, Alec followed him as he led the way. The room was empty except for a small desk. On it sat an old dirty laptop and the camera he had been using yesterday. "Whats your name." Alec asked as the man sat down. He figured it was about time he learned the name of the man who was fucking Max. 

"Ted." he replied. The computer beeped as finished booting up. "I uh, was up all last night editing the footage, cutting it up, categorizing it. I mean, I had hours of video, she just kept going and I mean I like to keep shit organized." 

Alec peered over the mans shoulder at the screen. Oral, Anal, Double, Tripple, Cumshot, Screaming, Doggy a large list of folders displayed on the screen. Alec let out a low whistle in amazement. "You were really busy yesterday. We need to move this shit out of here"

"Why?"

"You just coerced her into sucking you off, then you fucked her. You think she's just gonna take that shit? You think she's just gonna keep letting you use her as your own personal sex toy. She's gonna come back tonight and probably beat the living shit out of you, then destroy everything you own so nobody will ever find out what happened yesterday."

"Huh, shes just a girl, what could she possibly do?"

Alec smirked, "You don't even wanna know buddy" 

"Why are you helping me?" Ted asked wondering what Alec had to gain from all this. Then it dawned on him. "Your her friend... But your stuck in "friendzone"." Ted made the quotation marks with his fingers as he talked, earning him a strange look from Alec. "I mean, I can't blame you for wanting to fuck her, I mean look at her. So you need me to be the middle man so she won't figure out it's you doing the fucking." Ted smiled to himself, proud that he was able to figure out the other mans motives. 

"Something like that... Now lets go," Alec replied, grabbing the laptop and camera. 

...

Max silently slipped through one of the rear windows of the house. Her hatred for this little punk had been growing all day. She couldn't wait to vent all her anger onto him. Stupid fuck, thinking he could use her like that. She made her way to the bedroom where just earlier today he had bent her over and fucked her. The door creaked as she slowly pushed it open. To her surprise Ted wasn't sleeping in bed, but sitting on it, watching her as she stood in the doorway.

"I've been waiting for you." Ted said. "Couldn't wait for more?" Fuck! Max's inner voice screamed at her. How could she be so stupid, maybe Zack was right, maybe she was getting soft. She had never anticipated him being awake, let alone waiting for her. He was just some stupid punk that had stumbled on to her in her time of weakness. "I figured you'd come back," he continued on. "I thought maybe you'd be mad, so I lent out some videos to some friends." He stood and inched his way towards her. "You wouldn't want my friends to lose those videos now would you? Wouldn't want one of them to accidentally leave something at JamPony." He rested his hand on her shoulder, testing her reaction, smiling as she made no attempt to move away. 

"What do you want me to do?" Max replied sadly, knowing that he had her for now. She couldn't risk letting her friends see those tapes, couldn't let them think she was some kind of sex freak. He had outplayed her, but she knew he would slip up and when he did she would make him pay. He tugged on her hand, pulling her into the room. 




Dark Angel: An Angel In Heat Ch. 02



...

Alec stood just outside the house. He looked down at his watch, it had been ten minutes since Max had slipped through the back window. If everything had gone as planned Ted should be coming out any second. As if on cue the front door opened as Ted came strolling out. Alec tossing a questioning gaze towards him.

"Went perfect, Did exactly what you said," Ted said with a grin. "She was a little hesitant at first, but she really doesn't want people to know about those tapes. She's in there waiting for ya."

"Good," Alec replied. "Meet back here in the morning 'kay?" Ted nodded in agreement, as Alec passed him. His heart pounding as he entered the house and made his way into the bedroom. 

His breath caught in his throat as he entered the bedroom and saw Max. Over the last few days, he had watched her do unthinkable things on the videos, but the sight of her just a few feet from him was still stunning. Ted had done a perfect job. He almost couldn't believe it was real, never in his life would he have though Max would be in a situation like this. 

Max's clothes were removed, leaving her naked body bare before him as she laid on the bed. Her hands bound above her head, handcuffed to the headboard. Most importantly the dark black blind fold that covered her eyes that made sure she would never see the man who was about to give her the fucking of her life. 

The floor creeked as Alec stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. Max's head turned towards the sound as she realized she was no longer alone. Her legs folded together and she turned her exposed breasts away as she tried to hide herself from him. Her lips parted as if she was about to say something only to close as she realized there was little point. 

Alec made his way to the end of the bend shedding his own clothes on the way. Max flinched, a gasp escaping her lips as he reached out and touched her calf, letting his fingers trace along the smooth skin of her leg. He never had the chance to really look at her yesterday, what had happened in the shower was fast and brutal, full of need. He promised him this time he would take his time, he would make sure that unlike what had happened yesterday she would never forget this night. 

Gently he parted her legs, surprised as she doesn't fight him. His hands softly caressing her legs as he places a first light kiss onto her inner thigh. 

"Mmfm," Max gasped in surprise as she felt the mans lips on her thigh. Her leg recoiled instinctively away from the mans touch. She could feel his warm breath on her pussy lips as he move his mouth over her. "Please..." she whimpered, not sure if she wanted him to stop or not. 

"Shhh," Alec shushed her. Happy that despite her hesitation that she was beginning to enjoy herself. He didn't know if she was still feeling the after effects of her heat cycles or if she just got off by being fucked by strangers and he didn't really care at the moment. Tired of teasing her he lowered her mouth onto her wet core. 

"Ohfuck, Mmhhm," Max let out a deep groan as she felt Alec's mouth cover her pussy. Her hips jerking towards his mouth as he pushed his tongue inside of her, tasting her. Her legs tightened around his head as he began licking her pussy. "Ohgod," she moaned as he assaulted her cunt with his mouth. 

Max pinched her eyes closed as her back arched, pleasure shooting through her as this mans mouth worked wonders on her body. She shouldn't be enjoying this, she told herself. She bit her lip hard as she tried to gain some semblance for control. She pulled on the handcuffs but they would budge. 

"Mmm," she hated herself but she couldn't stop the moan from escaping as she felt two fingers slide into her pussy. His mouth turned its attention to her throbbing clit suckling on it as his fingers slowly moved inside of her. 

Alec pulled his mouth away watching as Max's body arched towards him trying to prolong his touch. His fingers glistened with her juices as they slowly worked their way in and out of her. He could feel her body tremble with desire as he played with her. Her face hidden by the blind fold all he could see were her pouty parted as she panted for breath. Her hands strained against the cuffs as she struggled to control her own body. Curling his fingers he rubbed her sensitive inner walls, smiling as her mouth opened in shock and she moaned loudly. He captured her clit once again in his mouth, sucking hard on the little nub of flesh. His fingers rubbing her from the inside Max let out a small scream as she came. 

"MmFuck... Why, ohgod," she moaned as he body convulsed around Alec's fingers. She pulled violently on the handcuffs frustrated at her lack of control as he body was rocked with a wave of pleasure. Alec gently kissed her firm stomach as his fingers slowly slid in and out of prolonging her climax. Alec watched as her body slowly calmed as her orgasm faded. 

Alec gave her a moment to recover before he slowly began kising his way up her stomach. Nibbling on the underside of her breast before taking one of her hard nipples into his mouth rolling his tongue against it. 

"I... Please... Why..." Max began whimpering again as he made his way up her body, licking and kissing every inch of her exposed flesh. "Just let..." Max began only to be silenced as Alec covered her mouth with his own. 

"Mmmmmmh," Max moaned as Alec passionately kissed her. She could taste her own sweet juices on his lips as he plundered her mouth. Nipping and biting at her pouty lips. "Please..." she moaned as she tried to pull her mouth away from his. She swallowed hard as she felt his cock press against her thigh. 

"Noo... Fuuck," she whimpered as she felt his push his cock against her wet pussy. Slick from her previous climax he slowly slid inside of her. Alec slowly pushed inside of her, holding back a groan. She was so tight, so wet and hot, it felt like her inner muscles were massaging his cock. He had dreamed of his moment since he first laid eyes on her and it was finally coming true. He bent down trying to recapture her lips with his own. 

"Mmstop," Max protested turning his head away from him, not letting him kiss her. Alec was disappointed but quickly got over it, turning his attention to her neck as he lick and bit at her. Slowly he began moving inside of her, thrusting into her, taking his time to enjoy the feeling of her body wrapped around his. Her breasts crushed against his chest as he pressed his wieght against her making sure he could feel as much as her body as he could. 

He looked down at her face as he thrust into her with slow long thrusts. He wanted nothing more then to rip off her blind fold so he could watch her face as he slowly fucked. But he knew that would ruin everything. So he made do watching her lips as her jaw clenched. Her breathing picked up as sshe tried in vain to ignore the feelings his cock was creating inside of her. 

Noooo, Max's mind begged her body to resist the feelings building inside of her. Her cunt squeezing with harder with every thrust. Despite herself she could feel her hips slowly grinding against his, meeting his slow strong thrusts. It felt so good, she could feel the heat growing in her blood. His pace increased, and he captured her breast in his hand twisting and pulling at her nipple and she knew that she was lost. 

Max's legs lifted resting against Alec's hips for a moment before wrapping around him, locking his cock into her pussy. Her whimpering increasing with every thrust. "mmmMmmm, mmmm, mmm, fuck," Max's body started thrusting against his own. Matching his intensity as their bodys slapped together. Still she kept her head to the side still not willing to let him kiss her. 

Ohgod, Alec wanted to scream out in pleasure, but he bit back his moans, not willing to risk Max hearing his voice. Max's own groans and moans filled the small bedroom as Alec fucked her. He bent down, gently biting her shoulder as he pounded his cock into her. His slow steady strokes long gone as his animal instincts took over, ravaging Max with his cock. 

"Fuck, ohgod, mmmFuck," Max screamed out. Her body now covered in sweat bounced with every hard fuck. She came hard, wildly jerking her hips against the mans invading cock. Pulling so hard on her handcuffs she thought her wrists would break. But Alec didn't let up, he continued fucking her, pounding every ounce of energy had into her. 

"Fuckmeee," Max whined as another orgasm rocked her body. Never in hear life, in heat or not had anyone give it to her this hard. "ohgodohgodohgod," she moaned as she saw stars. Her body on fire and she didn't know how much more she could take. Using everything she had left she rocked her body against Alec's pressing her breasts against his chest. Wanting him to cum so her delectable torture would stop. "Please, cum in me" she moaned into his ear. 

That was too much for Alec, hearing Max moan that into his ear broke any resolve her had left as he let it go. For the first time grunting loudly as he came. Shooting his cum deep inside of her he collapsed onto Max, too exhausted to move. 

Max laid there silently as she tried to catch her breath. The man pressed against her, she could feel his cock softening inside of her, his warm seed filling her. She hated herself for losing control like that. Letting his strange man fuck her till she came, twice. It made her sick to her stomach knowing that being used like some kind of sextoy made her so wet. 

"Get off me," she spat out, as she squirmed under the man, trying to get him off her. His only response was to grunt at her before rolling off of her. She let out a sigh of relief as for the first time in what felt like hours she didn't have some mans hands all over her. She could hear him shuffling around, no doubt getting dressed. She could do little more then wait and listen as the man moved around the bedroom. She felt him lean over her, pressing something cold and metallic into her bound hands. It was a key to the handcuffs. 

Alec looked down at her naked body one last time before pressing the key into her hand. God she was a little sex kitten. Regardless of all the horrible things Manticore had done he had to hand it to them, cause they sure could make hot pieces of ass. He smiled knowing that this was just the beginning before quickly leaving the room. 

Max fumbled with the key for a moment before she heard crisp click of the cuffs unlocking. Immediately she pulled her blindfold off looking around the dark room. She was alone, the man long by now. She rolled off the bed and went to where she put her clothes and slowly got dressed. She grimaced as she saw the white piece of paper hidden under her jacket. Picking it up she read the message printed on it.

To be continued...



Dark Angel: An Angel In Heat Ch. 03



Authors Note:

This story originated on www.CHYOO.com. Chyoo is a site within Literotica that deals with interactive fiction. This story itself is only small part of a much larger story that has many contributions from many different authors. If you enjoy this story please come check it out on chyoo and see what other authors have added to it. The link is www.chyoo.com:81/index.php/main.story.cover/4204





....

"2 days from now. Same place. 6 AM"

Max fiddled with the note, reading it again as she rode her bike through the street. It had been two days since that night. Two days since some sick fuck forced himself onto her. Two days since she had the best fucking in her life. Since then her life had been uneventful. Logan had been deep into some Eyes Only crap so she hadn't needed to face him yet and JamPony had been the same ol'. Sketchy still running any scam to make a quick buck, Normal still yelling at everyone and Alec, well, Alec was Alec.

Max had checked the house six times since that night. But the men had never came back, they were smart or maybe just lucky. She had figured out one of them was named Ted by asking around and that he didn't actually own the house, just squatted like most of the poorer people in Seattle. But other than that, she had nothing, and she had no other choice but to do what the note said. Not knowing what else to do she knocked on the door. 

"Come in," a male voiced yelled from the inside. Max walked in see Ted waiting for her, a large grin on his face, a small brown box in his hands. 

"Well?" Max asked him. "You gonna fuck me now? Or later? Or maybe you're gonna watch when your friend takes a turn?" Max spat at him, frustrated with having so little control. 

"Come on, be nice, I got you a present," Ted said tossing her the box. She caught it, looking at it questionably, knowing that whatever it was it couldn't be good. She opened it and looked inside. 



....

"What the hell is this?" Max said as she pulled out the small device. It looked like a small vibrator connected to a thong. 

"It's a gift. Try it on." 

"You got to be fucking kidding me" Max protested as she looked at the strange device. It looked like something Kendra would own. She looked up at Ted but the look in his eyes told her she had no choice. "Fuck" muttering she pulled her cargo pants down along with panties. She ignored the red hot stare she was receiving from Ted as she slipped the device on. The vibrator rested snuggly against her pussy lips. "Happy?" she said, throwing her hands up with a frustrated sigh. 

"Mmhm," Ted replied and moved towards Max causing her to back away. "Shy all of the sudden?" Ted grabbed her as he knelt down. He grasped the vibrator with his fingers turning it on. It hummed softly, almost inaudible but Max could definitely feel it against her body. 

"Hey Ohhh," Max moaned as he pushed the vibrator against her clit. Ted pulled the straps holding the vibrator in place, tightening them around Max's legs and hips. "Come back here at eleven tonight and we'll take it off. Do not take it off. There is no way you could pull it off without breaking one of the straps, and if you do. I'll sure your friend Sketchy knows how much you love sucking cock. Ok?"

"Yeah, whatever." Max said. She pulled up her pants quickly before he got any more ideas. "We done?" 

"Yeah. Have a nice day."

Max rolled her eyes at him and left the house. As soon as she was out of sight of the house she stopped. "Ohhh fuck" she moaned as the vibrator pulsed against clit. Her pussy was already soaking wet, her body trembling. The thing had been on her for barely five minutes and she thought it was already too much for her to take. "Fuck," she straighted herself up, ignoring the stares from t,he people around her. Looking down at her watch. 6:10am. Seventeen more hours. "I'm fucked" she groaned, as she slowly made her way to work, desperately trying to ignore the vibrating device that was nestled against her. Today was going to be horrible. 

"It work?" Alec asked as he came out from the back room of the house. 

"Yeah," Ted replied. "That thing will be getting her off all day." 

"Good," Alec smiled, today was gonna be great. 

...

Alec strolled into JamPony a hour later, twirling a small plastic device between his fingers. 

"Third and Jacobs street! Bip Bip!" Normal yelled out as he threw a package at one of the many employees that lazed around the delivery bay. Alec gracefully stepped aside letting the messenger past him his eyes casually scanning the lobby looking for Max. 

"Anyway, if I just had two hundred bucks..." Alec smiled as he picked up Sketchy's voice coming from the other side of the lobby. No doubt begging Cindy and Max to help him with another get rich quick scam. Just as he thought, Max and Cindy were sitting on a sofa as Sketchy stood over them, giving them a dramatic speech on how he could turn their two hundred dollars into thousands. 

"Uh huh," Cindy nodded at Sketchy as he rambled on. Max just continued to ignore him as she stared off at nothing, a vacant look in her eyes. Alec watched Max for a moment. The average person probably wouldn't have even noticed anything off with her but Alec was anything but average. She was chewing on her lip, her face flush as she tried to ignore the vibrator humming away between her legs. Her grip on the sofas arm rest turning her knuckles white. She had been wearing it for little over an hour and it pained Alec to think how wet she must have been, how ready she would be for him. 

Alec glanced down at the plastic remote he held in his hand, it looked just like an normal car alarm but it was so much more. He pressed one of the buttons not sure if the cheap device would even work. He didn't have to wait long to see results.

"Uhhnhh," Max moaned in shock as the vibrator sped up bringing her oh so close to climax. Sketchy and Cindy both looked at her surprised at her sudden outburst. "Uhhh. I gotta go" Max stammered out, her face turning red with embarrassment. "Gotta get to work," she added lamely before getting up and heading towards the front desk. 

"Normal, Gimme something to deliver," Max's request earning her a suspicious look from Normal. But he knew better than to comment on it, if for once in her life she actually wanted to do her job he sure wasn't gonna stop her. 

"Here," Normal replied handing her a small bundle of packages. "All in sector four," Max grabbed the bundle and shoved it into her bag. Hoping that the change of scenery and fresh Seattle air would help take her mind of the ever increasing heat building between her legs. 

"Hey! Wait up," Alec called out quickly peddling to catch up with her. Max groaned, having Alec tag along with her was exactly what she didn't need right now. "I'm headin' that way too." 

"Whatever," Max replied, she had bigger things to worry about than Alec annoying her for the next hour. "Fuckmm," she groaned softly as the device began pulsing stronger against her clit. She bit her lip, trying to hold back another moan as she felt her stomach tremble with pleasure. 

"You okay?" 

"Huh?" Max's head shot up, she had completely forgotten Alec had been riding with her. "Yeah, sure I'm great." Putting on her best poker face she headed off towards her first delivery with Alec following her.

For the next hour Alec played dumb as he and Max delivered packages around town. Using the remote he played her like an instrument, enjoying the sound of her soft moaning. Watching her squirm as she tried to hide her obvious arousal. He teased her, played with her, always keeping her on edge, never giving her any relief to her torture. Max was almost panting now as she peddled towards her next delivery and Alec could see the desperation in her eyes. It was almost too much to take and Alec's constant chirping was definitely wasn't helping. Reaching into her bag she grabbed her last package, groaning as she read the package. It was addressed to her. 

....

It was a large yellow envelope, her name printed clearly on the front, the paper slightly bulging as if there were something soft inside. Having no other choice she looked inside seeing the black blindfold from last night and another note. "Fuck" she muttered to herself as she read the message on it.

"Whats that?" Alec perked up as he feigned curiosity. 

"Uhh, nothing," Max quickly replied. "Um, I forgot to deliver this, I gotta head back this way" she said as she nodded in the direction they just came. "I'll see ya later at Crash, Kay." She didn't give a chance to reply as she turned around and rode off. 

Max rode for a few blocks before nearing her destination, a small coffee shop called the Coffee bean. She reread the first half of the note as she entered the cafe. 

Coffee Bean on Third and Naveen Street. Mens Washroom. Last stall. 

Her head down, Max quickly made her way towards the washrooms. Thanking god that the coffee shop was mostly empty. Silently she entered the mens washroom, sighing in relief as she saw it was empty. Max cautiously pushed open the last stall and entered. She sighed as she pulled out the blindfold from the envelope, rereading the end of the note. 

Put the blind fold on, take your pants off. Hands against the wall and no peaking. Someone will come for you. 

Biting her lip Max slowly shimmied her pants off, holding in the gasp as the fabric ran over her over sensitive flesh. The vibrator had been humming away all day and her entire body throbbed with every pulse. It had brought her so close to release so many times before pulling back, as if it had a life of its own and it enjoyed teasing her. Her pants around her knee's she slid the blindfold over her eyes.

Max's body tensed as she heard the bathroom door creak open. She could hear the soles of the persons shoes stick to tiled bathroom floor with every step. She clenched her ass as she felt the stall door open.

Alec needed all of his willpower to hold in the groan as he saw Max's bare ass just feet in front of him. Her hands on the wall, her body arched as if she was offering herself to him. He bit his check as he saw the results of his constant teasing, her pussy was dripping. Her panties soaked, her pussy lips and inner thigh glistened with her juices. He squeezed himself into the stall with Max, closing and locking the think metal door behind him. 

Alec quickly freed his dick from his pants before gently caressing Max's bare ass. God it was perfect.

"Please," Max gasped as she felt the hands barely skim across her bare skin. The whole day had been too much. The constant throbbing between her legs as the vibrator teased her, she was about to lose her mind. She just wanted it to end. "Please... hurry," she pleaded, resigned to her fate, but wanting to get this over with before another man walked in on them. 

Alec was taken back by Max's submissive demeanor, shocked when she gently pushed her ass back against his hands. Maybe Max wasn't the prude he thought she was. Maybe she did have a kinky side after all. Pulling himself closer to her, Alec gently kicked her legs further apart before letting his cock slide up and down Max's pussy lips, coating himself with her juices. 

Max bit her lip as his cock teased her, rubbing against her moistness but refusing to enter her. She groaned as she arched her hips, giving him better access to her but he still held out. Seemingly content to tease her some more. Max had had enough, reaching back she grasped his cock. His body went rigid with surprise but before he could react Max thrust her hips back plunging his cock deep inside of her.

"Unnghh," they both moaned in unison as Max's warmth surrounded him. Finally Max though as she felt his cock fill her. Alec quickly recovered from his shock, if Max wanted to play rough, he could play rough. 

"Oh fuck," Max yelped as Alec returned her thrust. Ramming himself deep into her pushing her body closer to the wall. "Fuucck," Max groaned in pleasure as he didn't let up, holding her hips tightly as he punished her body by pounding his cock deep into her cunt. Her body was rocked with every thrust she couldn't hold back the gasps of pleasure as she was roughly taken from behind. With the constant teasing all morning it didn't take Max long to reach her peak. Reaching between were their bodies were joined Max pushed against the vibrator bringing it even closer to her throbbing clit. 

"Yesss." Max growled as she came, her body trembling as after hours of torture she finally found release. Alec groaned as he felt her spasm around him but he didn't relent as he continued to roughly fuck her as she gasped in pleasure, her climax coursing through her body. 

"Fuck," Max groaned softly hanging her head in contentment as her orgasm slowly washed over her. Her breathing heavy she leaned against the wall for support. Alec's pace had slowed, his rough pummeling thrusts turning into a leisurely stroke as he slid himself in and out of Max. Reaching around her, he grabbed the vibrator that had tormented her all morning. Thinking she had had enough he popped the strap off, freeing it from her body. Max gasped as she was finally freed from the small device that had tormented her all morning. 

Still hard Alec pulled out of Max's dripping pussy. He pulled on her shoulders turning her around before pushing her down onto her knees. Still reeling from her orgasm Max put up little fight as she dropped to her knees. Her lips parted slightly, her tongue sneaking out just between them, she knew what he wanted and she was too exhausted to fight. 

Grabbing himself Alec pushed his cock against Max's pouty lips. Without hesitation her lips parted, and she took him inside of her warm wet mouth. She moaned as she tasted herself on him, with her tongue she lazily licked all of her own juices off of his cock. 

Alec held back the groan as Max expertly began bobbing her head up and down, swallowing his cock. He wished that there was no blindfold so he could watch her face as she sucked him off. But blindfold or not Max made quick work of him. Alec's body shook as he came, his dick throbbed as he shot his load down Max's throat. Her fat lips sealed around his shaft, moaning as she felt his warm cum slide down her throat as she swallowed all Alec had to give. 

Finished, Alec pulled himself back into his pants. He looked down at Max as she knelt on the floor, her breathing heavy. Even with most of her face covered with the blindfold the conflict raging inside of her was easy to see. Alec ignored the emotions he felt seeing Max that way, and quickly made his way out of the bathroom and coffee shop. 

Max sat there for a moment as she tried to regain her senses. Trying to shake of how good that man had made her feel. How some strange man blackmailing her was giving her the best sex she had ever had. It just wasn't right. Picking herself up she took a moment to clean up and make herself look respectable before leaving the coffee shop. 

Trying to put what had just happened behind her she checked her watch, before turning her bike back towards JamPony. Then she saw him, out of the corner of her eye, by pure luck, there Ted stood. Oblivious to Max's watchful eye he was leisurely shopping at the farmers market across the street. Max said a silent prayer thanking whoever was up there for this huge break. Finally she would have an advantage over her tormentors.

Ditching her bike Max made her way across the street, hiding in the crowd she began tailing Ted as he went along with his normal everyday business. 

...

Normal was going to kill her, that Max had no doubt. She had been tailing Ted for almost three hours now, patiently following his every move. He had lazily strolled through the market for what seemed like hours before getting a phone call. Now he steadily made his way back towards the same coffee shop Max had been at early. No way where they that stupid Max thought as she kept her distance. 

"Ah-ha," Max exclaimed as she watched him join another man at a table. His back turned Max sat patiently waiting for him to turn towards her. "Oh my..." Max gasped as she finally got a good look at the other man. "Alec?!"

to be continued...



Dark Angel: An Angel in Heat Ch. 04



Author's Note:

This story originated on www.CHYOO.com. Chyoo is a site within Literotica that deals with interactive fiction. This story itself is only small part of a much larger story that has many contributions from many different authors. If you enjoy this story please come check it out on chyoo and see what other authors have added to it. The link is www.chyoo.com:81/index.php/main.story.cover/4204 

*

Max had stumbled home in a daze, completely shocked at what she had just witnessed. She would of never had thought Alec would have had been in league with Ted. Alec was supposed to be her friend, not the person who had been blackmailing her. Not the person who had just fucked her in the bathroom of a coffee house. 

None of it made any sense. The why was oblivious, Alec was Alec and ever since they had been assigned as breeding partners she had seen the lust in his eyes whenever he looked at her. The how was in question. How did Alec end up with Ted, and were there anymore people involved. As much as it pained Max to do it, she had to focus and try to remember what happened that fateful morning. 

Max collapsed onto her bed, closing her eyes she tried to think back to that morning. Images flashed before her eyes as she replayed the days events in her mind. her enhanced memory letting her remember every detail, every touch and smell she had felt that morning, letting her relive the moments of weakness she had been trying so hard to forget. 

It had been that damned cop that had started it all. Knocking on her door in the most inopportune time. Catching her before she could devise a plan to beat the heat with her dignity intact. She had little hope and soon enough her pleading mind had lost out to her mating instincts. Max could almost still feel his hands on her as he threw her down onto her ratty dinner table and gave her exactly what she wanted. The cop had fucked her long and hard and she loved every moment of it. 

It didn't take long before another cop had shown up and quickly joined in. Max bit her lip as she remembered the feeling of the hands on her body, the sounds that filled her apartment as she was taken by the two men. More and more men had arrived, as if Eyes Only had put out a bulletin telling all of Seattle that she was ready and waiting to be fucked. She remmebered seeing men everywhere she looked, all of them waiting for their turn with her. She tried to push the thought away, not wanting to remember how many cocks she had sucked, not wanting to think about how many men had came inside of her. 

"Mmm," Max couldn't stop soft moan from escaping her lips as her memories drifted to how good it felt being taken by all the men. Countless hands running and caressing every inch of her body. Licking, kissing, worshiping her body before roughly fucking her. They had moved her quickly into the living room and that is where she first remembered seeing Ted. 

Max chewed on her lip as she remembered laying on the ground of her living room. She had been mounting a man, slowly grinding her hips into his, riding him slowly as he sucked on her nipples. Another man behind her, his dick deep into her ass. She remembered the intense pleasure of an orgasm rolling through her body, the two men inside of her still continued to fuck her, increasing her pleasure even still. She had looked up, gasping for breathe and there Ted stood. The camera in his hand pointing directly at Max's sweat covered face didn't even register to her. Too lost to her heat, her desire, her need was too great, all she could think about was his cock that bobbed slightly in front of her. 

Max shifted on her bed, her skin flush as she relived those moments. Her hand traveled mindlessly down her body, trailing slowly down her stomach they snaked their way under her pants. Her legs parted slightly as she dipped her fingers into her wet core. Slowly she rubbed herself as she remembered how she had sucked Ted off, swallowing his cum as man after man took their turn with her body. It had gone on for hours, a seemingly endless line of men continued to fuck her all morning. While Ted had been there most of the morning, silently recording her, fucking her when he had the chance. Alec had yet to be seen. 

"Ahh," Max gasped as she fingered herself to climax. Her body stretched out over her bed her fingers still stroking her throbbing pussy as a tingling wave of pleasure swept though her body. "Oh god," Max groaned, her mind was getting sidetracked. She had to focus, Alec had to of been involved somehow. 

"Everyone out! You're done here!" Alec's voice resonated in Max's mind. Max remembered, Alec had stopped them, he must of known she was in heat and he had came in and stopped the gangbang. The fuzzy image of Alec grabbing Ted and taking his camera away from him filtered into Max's mind. Alec had been trying to help and all Max could do was beg for him to fuck her. He had carried her into her shower before finally giving in to her pleading, she could barely blame him for that could she?

It was all coming together in Max's mind. From what she knew from the situation. All the information she had gathered about Ted. Ted had been so nervous that first time he had approached her. He had blackmailed her, forcing her to suck him off before letting him fuck her. But after that day something had changed, he never had tried to touch her again, and he seemed much more prepared then he had been initially. Alec had must of somehow figured out Ted's plan. And just as Manticore taught him he took advantage of Ted and twisted the situation into something that would help him. 

There was no doubt in Max's mind that she was only dealing with Ted and Alec now, no way either of them would willingly bring in more people. Alec definitely didn't like to share, and knowing him he would have Ted under a tight leash. Max knew everything she needed, and she knew exactly what she had to do. 

...

It was a rare sunny Seattle morning. Alec leisurely made his way towards Ted's place, his mind devising the next perverted tormented game he could force Max to play. He peddled down the street, his mind imagining the things he would make his little sex kitten do, completely oblivious to Max who was tailing him. 

Max had been tailing him all morning. Mirroring his every move, waiting patiently until he headed to his partners house. She crouched down in the shadow of one of the many derelict buildings that lined Ted's street. Watching as Alec entered Ted's house. Moving closer to the house she could catch glimpses of the two men through the windows as they talked. Unable to make out anything more then a mumble through the thick walls of the house. 

Alec left the house thirty minutes later, a large grin plastered on his face. Max watched as he made his way to a neighboring house and quickly scaled up the run down exterior before getting comfortable hidden away in one of the second story bedrooms. So thats where he watches she thought. 

Almost immediately after Alec entered the neighboring house her pager started to buzz. 

"Predictable idiots," she muttered as she looked down and read the small LCD display. 

Same house. 30 minutes. 

Max shook her head. Alec was off his game, keeping the same meeting place, such a rookie mistake. Stupid men, always letting their dicks do the thinking. Max doubled back, making it seem to Alec like she was just coming from JamPony. She parked her bike, keeping her face emotionless as she made her way inside the house. 

Ted greeted her at the door, smiling as he eyed her body up and down. Even in her work clothes she looked hot as hell. He motioned her towards the living room. Max's eyes drifted to the large window that dominated one of the rooms walls. Large enough to give Alec full view of what was going on. 

"Here," Ted said, handing her another wrapped box. "Open it."

Max looked down at the box, then back to Ted. It was now or never, she took a deep breathe as she put her plan to action. 

"Ted?" Max said, swallowing the bile that rose in her throat as she gave him the seductive look that she could muster. "Why does your friend get to have all the fun and not you?"

"Uhhh..." Ted stammered, this wasn't supposed to happen. Oh god, his body froze as Max slowly dropped her coat and sauntered towards him. The look of pure desire in her eyes, his cock hardened as he remembered the last time he saw that look. The way she sucked him with such need and passion. Oh god Alec was going to kill me, he thought as Max closed the distance. 

....

Alec couldn't keep the grin off his face as he watched Ted hand her the box. He had really topped himself this time. 

"What the..." Alec muttered as he watched Max discard the box without opening it. What the hell was she doing. She nodded and slowly removed her coat. What the hell was this, Alec thought. This wasn't apart of the plan. What the hell was Ted doing. 

Alec's blood boiled with rage as he watched Max close the distance. Teds hands wrapping around her waste, squeezing Max's ass. That was his ass. He couldn't believe that Ted was doing this. They had a deal, he was going to kill him. 

"You son of a bitch," Alec grinded his teeth as he watched Ted pull Max into the master bedroom. Shutting the door behind him. Got dammit, he couldn't see shit from where he was. Rushing he jumped down from his hiding space and made his way to the bedroom window. "Fuck" he swore under his breathe as he discovered the window had been covered. 

Fucking mother fucker, Alec raged in his mind as he slumped down against the wall. Listening carefully he could hear the bed creek. His hand tore at the weeds in the ground as he heard Max's mumbled gasp through the wall of the house. 

Alec sat there for the next Forty minutes. His anger growing as he listened to the mumbled moans and cries coming from inside the room. His mind imagining the things Ted was doing to his Max. Fucking her had and long, pounding his cock into her until she cried out in both pleasure in pain. He could tell by her moans that she was enjoying it. He remembered the first time he had came to this house, he had watched Max suck him off. Watched as he bent her over and fucked her. 

"MMMm Yess," Max's loud cry erupted out of the room. Alec pinched his eyes shut, unable to think of anything but Max and Ted together just feet from where he sat. Then it stopped, the moans, the squeaking bed. Never had Alec ever been so happy to hear silence. He sat there for a moment, just listening. He heard the front door open, peaking his head around the side of the house he watched as Max left. A slight limp in her stride before she tenderly mounted her bike. She looked almost happy, almost glowing. Alec clenched his jaw. He was going to kill Ted. 

He made sure Max had rode far enough away before charging into the house

"Ted!" he yelled as he pushed open the bedroom door. Ted was sitting on the bed, naked. The worried look on his face was quickly replaced by fear as Alec charged towarsd him. 

"We had a deal Ted!" Alec yelled as he picked Ted up, throwing him against the wall. 

"I... Uhh... She... I didn't... I don't."

But Alec wouldn't listen to any of his blubbering excuses. Alec's hands tightned around Teds neck. His face turning red as he gasped for breath. 

"If I ever see you again, or if I see you around Max your dead" Alec spat out. "Got it?"

Ted nodded quickly and Alec released his neck. He fell to one knee, his chest heaving as he gulped in air. Still gasping for breathe Ted had little chance to react as Alec's fist connected with his face. Knocking him unconscious.

...

"Unnggh," Ted groaned as he slowly opened his eyes. His head throbbing, he slowly picked himself up from the ground. From how hot the room was he figured he must have been out for a few hours alteast. He went to the bathroom and put on a robe. "Great" he groaned as he caught his reflection in the mirror, his whole left side of the his face was swollen and bruised. 

He made his way towards where he store his computers. Just as he had expected all the harddrives and back ups had been destoryed. Any recordings that he had of Max were gone. 

"It was fun while it lasted," he muttered to himself as he went in search for a ice pack. 

...

The final tumbler fell into place and the lock sprung open. Slipping her lockpick back into her pocket Max silently made her way into Alec's apartment. She had checked Ted's place after Alec had left, happy to see that Alec had destroyed all of Ted's computer equipment for her. Now all that was left was Alec's copies. She quickly searched his place. Unsure exactly where Alec was, she figured he was drowning his sorrows in some dive bar and he wouldn't show up for awhile, but she didn't like to take any unnecessary risks. 

Finding his laptop she began searching for the files. Opening a file she was shocked too see a video of her and Alec in the coffee shop bathroom. She had never realized that they had been recording that. She bit her lip as she watched Alec plow into her from behind. She watched as she shook with her own orgasm. Ashamed that she had let herself get off in a bathroom stall. Max was so engrossed with the video she didn't even hear the apartment door open behind her. 

Alec had tried to drink away his horrible day only to end up damning his Manticore enhanced constitution. He had been downing beers for nearly three hours and he only had little more than a buzz. He had given up and headed back to his apartment, resigned to his fate of a long sober night. Reaching his apartment he wasn't that shocked to find his door slightly ajar. Probably stupid kids again he thought as he pushed the door open. He saw a figure, bent over hidden in the darkness, doing something to his laptop. 

"Hey!" He called just a fraction before his brain processed the figures feminine form. 

Max spun around quickly, shocked that she let someone sneak up on her only to come face to face with Alec. 

"Alec!"

"Max... What..." Alec stuttered. She was wearing her skin tight suit and he couldn't help but let his eyes trail down her perfect body. Images of Ted fucking her flashed through his mind, of her muffled cries of pleasure as Ted's hands explored every delicious inch of her flesh. "Fuck" he muttered softly shaking the images out of his head before noticing his laptop. It was on, and the recording of the coffee shop bathroom playing. His eyes darted back to Max. Oh fuck, she knew. 

...

"Uhhh... Max, It's not like..." Alec stuttered out as his mind searched for something to say. "Uhhh."

Max clenched her jaw. The shock of being caught in Alec's apartment quickly turning into anger as she watched Alec begin to stutter out some kind of excuse. The time for excuses and pretty words had passed the first time he had laid a hand on her. 

The first punch land flush on Alec's jaw, sending him stumbled back in shock. In a blur of movement Max followed with a knee to the stomach. Alec groaned out in pain as he fell in a heap to the ground. 

"Max..." he groaned out as he struggled to get back up. 

"Shut up!" Max screamed. Kicking him again as he tried to stand sending him crashing back to the floor. "I should kill you. You... You.." She couldn't even say the words so she kicked him again. 

"Max..." Alec growled finally catching one of her kicks. Throwing his own leg out sending her tumbling to the ground with him. Not giving her the chance to recover he pounced ontop of her. Crushing his body against hers as she struggled to push him off. 

"Get off me!"

Much to her surprise he did. Quickly standing and backing away from her. His hands slightly raised at his sides as if he was asking for a truce. 

"I don't want to fight you Max."

"Ha," Max spat out as she picked herself off the ground. "You'd rather screw me huh, you stupid... God, I can't believe you Alec. After all I've done, you go and fucking..."

"Ah, Come on Max. You could of stopped it anytime if you really wanted too." 

"Shut the hell up Alec." Max grinded through her clenched jaw. Alec swore he could feel the anger pouring out of her. Her stance aggressive, ready to attack at any moment. He should of probably just turned around and ran, skip town and never look back, but instead he continued on. 

"Years of Manticore training for this exact purpose Max. You're telling me you couldn't figure Ted out? Ted was a fucking idiot. You could have had all of his tapes within the first day. I watched you Max, you half assed it. You let us get away with it because you liked it." 

Max charged at him again, throwing a wild punch that he easily blocked. Never fight with anger Alec thought to himself as he caught her follow up punch pulling it towards him throwing Max off balance. With both hands on her shoulders he shoved her back hard sending her stumbling backwards.

"Come on Max! All the shitty crap going on in your life. All these mutant Manticore freaks running around looking to you for help. You got some freak cult chasing after you ass. People telling you that you're the savior of all mankind. On top of all that you have to constantly worry about killing your boyfriend just because you forgot to roll your sleeves down. Then Ted came around with his shitty ass idea to blackmail you, so you used that as an excuse. An excuse to finally just let go and forget about all your problems for an hour or two and let someone else be in control." Alec eased a bit closer to Max. "You're a Manitcore trained solder Max. Best of the best. You don't let some stranger fuck you in a bathroom stall if don't want him too. You let Ted fuck you till you were screaming for more today Max, you don't do that kind of shit unless you like it." Alec shuddered as he spoke, hating to remember the sound of Max's moans as Ted plowed into her. 

"I didn't," Max said, her voice still dripping with venom. "You idiot, I knew you were listening. You heard what I wanted you to hear... But that doesn't matter. You... You're gonna leave town and never come back. And we'll both forget this week ever happened."

Alec couldn't help but smile as Max admitted to him that nothing had happened between her and Ted. A smile that didn't help Max's mood at all. 

"No, I'm not going anywhere" Alec told her. 

"No?" Max repeated in shock. She was giving him a way out, and he said no. She really was gonna kill him. 

"You need to stop lying to yoursel... ooofmpt!" Alec was interrupted as Max charged him, spearing him into his wall. Dust and dirt exploded from the wall as the dry wall cracked under the force of the collision. Alec wrapped his hands around her waist, twisting his body throwing hers off him. If she wanted a fight he'd give her one. 

"Just get. Out. Of. My. Life." Max grunted as she through a flurry of punches at Alec.

Alec could taste blood as some of her strikes snuck through. Maybe fighting wasn't the best idea he though as a knee connected with his ribs. He had to stop this before he ended she actually won. Alec lunged out at her knocking them both off balanced sending them both tumbling to the floor. Punches and elbows where thrown as they rolled ontop of each other, vying for control. Alec somehow managing to end up on top, breathing heavily as he pinned Max down. 

"Get off," Max yelled as she struggled under him. 

Alec pinched his eyes closed the feeling of Max squirming under him heating his blood. He caught a strange look in Max's eyes as he felt his arousal grow. His gaze leaving her eyes to focus on her pouty lips. God those lips had haunted his dreams since he first saw them. They were parted slightly as she gasped in air. He licked his own lips figuring if Max was going to kill him he might as well die happy. 

Violently he crushed his lips against hers. Sliding his tongue into her mouth as she moaned in protest. He let go of her hands, cupping her face deepening the kiss. He was shocked when instead of attacking him Max's fingers tangled in his short hair pulling him closer as she began kissing him back. 




Dark Angel: An Angel in Heat Ch. 04



"Ohgod," Max moaned against Alec's mouth as all the anger and hate boiled over into passion. Their mouths collided violently together their tongues dueling. Her hands no longer satisfied with simple gripping his head began pulling on his clothes. A desperate need to feel his skin against her own washing over her. 

"Ohhh" Alec groaned as Max rubbed her hips against his raging hard on. Pulling away from from her mouth. "Max..."

"Don't talk," Max moaned out before capturing his mouth again with a passionate kiss. Biting at his lips as her hands trailed down his body. Gripping his belt buckle she snapped it in two, her hands darting into his pants to find what she was looking for. Smiling as Alec moaned out her name as her hand wrapped around his hardness. 

Max shimmeyed out of her own tight pants, kicking them off her feet her legs wrpaing around Alec's waist.

"Ahhh" they both moaned out loudly as his hard cock rubbed painfully close to Max's swollen pussy. 

"Fuck me Alec," Max moaned breathlessly into his ear. 

Alec didn't need to be told twice. Capturing Max's mouth with his own in a brutally passionate kiss as he roughly thrust himself into her wet hot sex. Max's scream was muffled my his mouth as he fucked her hard. 

There was nothing gentle or romantic about it. Alec let out all the pent up anger and tension as he brutally pounded into to Max. Her face wincing in pain and pleasure with every powerful stroke. Max hugged his body tight, crushing their bodies together as Alec fucked her harder and faster then any normal man could. Her body bucking under him, meeting each of his thrusts. The sound of their bodies sweat covered bodies slapping together, their moans and grunts filling the room. 

"Ohhh god.. Alec... Alec.. ohhhhh... pleasee" Max screamed out as she came hard. Her mouth open wide gasping for breath as her body shuddered against his. Her pussy convulsing around his invading cock, her legs tighning around his hips her hands digging into his ass as she pulled him deeper inside of her. 

Alec quickly followed. Biting his cheek to muffle his moan as he thrust his cock deep inside of her. His cock throbbing as his cum gushed into her womb. Compeletly spend he collapsed down ontop of her. Her hips still lazily grinding against his, her pussy milking his cock of every drop of cum he had. 

They both laid there for a moment, basking in the afterglow of the most amazing sex of their lives. Only to be interrupted by the loud knocking at his door. 

"Is everything alright in there," Alec's landlord called out. "People have been complaining about the noise!"

Max gasped as Alec rolled off her, suddenly missing the feeling of his body against her. She shook the feeling away and grabbed her pants. 

"Things are fine, Mr. Burrows," Alec yelled back. By the time he turned his attention back to Max she had already pulled her pants back up... "Max?" he asked tenatively. 

"I can't. Later... I just... I gotta go Alec." She replied, staring at the ground where they had just fucked. She shot him one last confused look before fleeing the apartment. 

Alec let himself fall back into in sofa. Sighing loudly as he realized how complicated his life had just become. 

.....

A few hours later Alec finally found Max. She was at crash, sitting alone at one of the tables nursing a beer. Seemingly deep in thought. He cautiously approached her, not sure how she would react to him being here. 

Max's looked up at him for a moment before turning back to stare aimlessly at the crowd of people that littered the bar. He sat there until the silence was unbearable. 

"Max..." 

"Maybe it's best we just pretend none of this ever happened." Max jumped in, interrupting him before he could speak. Max didn't even bother to look at him, missing the look of disappointment that crossed his features. 

"If that's what you want." he replied lamely.

"It is." Max told him as she stood. Her face emotionless. "Guess I'll see ya at work." with a curt nod she quickly made her way towards to exit. 

Alec sat in silence, watching her walk away. He wanted to call out to her, tell her that he didn't want to pretend to forget. That he didn't want to go back to the status quo, but he kept his mouth shut.

Manticore had trained him since birth to always take advantage of any given situation. To never pass on an opportunity if it would help you achieve your goals. Last week he saw such an opportunity and he had took it. But he knew now that was a mistake. He had crossed a line. He had gone to far and should be considering himself lucky to still be alive much less given a chance for a start fresh. If Max wanted time, then he would give her time. He leaned back, looking around the bar. Grinning as he watched Sketchy embarrass himself infront some girl he was trying to hook up with. 

Alec stood up, threw some bills on the table to cover Max's tab and made his way over to see if he could salvage his friends night. Maybe he could learn something from all that had happened. Maybe in time Max could forgive him, but until then the status quo wasn't so bad.



Dark Angel: An Angel In Heat



Her movement snapped the cop out of his reverie. His eyes met hers and he quickly closed the distance between them. In a blur of movement he pinned her against the kitchen wall before capturing her mouth with a demanding kiss.

"Mmhh" Max moaned as he forced his tongue past her lips. Any self control she had left was gone as her naked body grinded against him. His hand cupped her breast, squeezing it as his thumb rubbed her hard nipple. Every time he touched her he was rewarded with a gasping moan from Max. His erection pressed against her stomach and Max whimpered as her pussy moistened in anticipation. She couldn't take more of this, she felt like she was about to explode. Her hands dropped to his groin, making quick work of his police belt it landed with a thud as his gun and radio hit the ground. Unzipping him she grasped her prize.

"Oooooh fuck" the cop moaned as her fingers surrounded his length. 

"Fuck me" a hoarse whisper came deep from Max's throat. She looked at the sofa, too far, then at the kitchen table just feet from her. "Table.. on the table"

Max gasped as the cop lifted her, squeezing her ass as he pulled her body close to his. Her legs instinctively locked behind his back as he carried her over to the table. A glass cup shattered on the floor as the cop quickly cleared the table before lowering Max onto it. Not able to wait any longer she reached in between their bodies. Firmly grasping his cock she pulled him close to her sweet core. 

"I need it" she moaned as she rubbed the head of his cock against her wet pussy lips. "Fuckme" she begged. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhh" they both moaned in unison as he finally pushed into side of her. Her tight cunt grabbing hungrily at his cock as he slowly slid his length into her. 

"Fuck...yesss" Max moaned. Her pussy convulsing around him, trying to pull him even deeper inside of her. Closing her eyes she leaned back onto the table. Her hips gyrating against the man as he stood there in awe. Never had he felt a pussy so tight, so wet. He was stunned at the beauty of Max as she laid back. Her hair framing her face like halo as she bit her lip, a look of utter bliss on her sweat covered face. Her fingers danced over her breasts, rubbing and pulling at their rosy peaks. Slowly he started to thrust his throbbing member into her. 

"ohhh""ahhhh""harder""fuck..ohgod.. fuck" Max's moans filled the small apartment, drowning out the cops groans as he pumped into her with long hard strokes. The makeshift table strained with every thrust, barely able to hold Max's 110 pound frame. But Max didn't care, her eyes rolled back as she begged him to fuck her harder, silently wishing he would never stop. Crying out loudly as his balls slapped against her ass with each thrust. She was so hot, she felt like she was burning up, she needed more. The mans grunts were becoming louder, his grip on her hips tightened as his thrusts became more erratic. Reaching to where their bodies were joined she toyed with her clit, inciting a wave of pleasure as she came hard. "OHH FUCK" she screamed as her body spasmed. Arching off the table as pure intense pleasure rolled over her, her hips jumping widely against the mans cock as she rode out wave after wave.

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"Jim you there, over." Officer Jacobs called out using his radio. A worried look crossed his face. Jim was new to the squad, and it was odd he wasn't answering his radio. These squatting sweeps were normally a pretty boring affair. Each cop takes a floor, collects his 'rent' money and their out, little or no trouble. So there was no real reason for him to worry when Jim didn't respond. His radio was probably just dead. 

"Floor 4 clear" he said into the radio as he pocketed his cash. "Jim isn't responding to his radio, prolly just a equipment problems, but I'm gonna check it out. Over"

"Roger, we'll head your way once we've cleared our floors, over." 

Causally, Jacobs made his way down to the third floor. Checking out each hallway stopping when he saw one of the doors still open. Cautiously he approached the apartment. 

"Hey Jim, you in here, why weren't you answering your radi.. holy shit" he said, shocked at what he saw. There Jim was, absolutely pounding away at a gorgeous petite raven haired beauty. The girl was a perfect 10, covered in sweat, as she moaned at Jim to fuck her harder. It was the hottest thing he had ever seen. 

Max let her head roll to her side as she let go, and simple enjoyed the brutal fucking she was receiving. Her eyes half open, she noticed that they were no longer alone, another cop stood near the door, watching her as she was fucked. She bit her lip as the idea of being watched ignited a new fire inside of her. Their eyes met in a lust filled glare. "UmmmM" Max tried to speak but could only moan as Jim began squeezing her tits. Regaining some control as looked at this new cop, his arousal evident, and with a breathless moan she called him over. "Come'ere"

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Alec peddled his way towards Max's apartment building. It was almost noon and Max still hadn't shown up at work. Knowing she only skipped work if she was running some kind of errand for Logan. He had decided find out what she was doing and tag along. Work had been boring as shit, and running around with Max and Logan on one of their adventures was just the excitement he needed to brighten up his day. Locking his bike up he made his way into her building, heading up the stairs towards her floor.

"Yeah... hot as fuck... so tight for a slut... haha... yeah..." Alec couldn't help but overhear as some punk kid walked past him, a smug smile on his face as he talked loudly on his cellphone. "oh man... she just moans for more... haha.. i made that whore beg..." the conversation faded as the kid reached the bottom of the stairs, Alec chuckled, figuring the kid was just bragging to a friend about a recent sexual conquest. 

Must be something in the air, Alec thought to himself as he ran into another man, leaning against the wall the same shit eating grin on his face. A vacant look in his eyes as he stared down the hallway. Carefully Alec stepped around him, not wanting to wake the man from his daydream. As he approached Max's apartment he could hear the faint yells and jeers of a group of men.

"Fuck yeah"

"Nice"

"Grab her titties!"

"Oh shit slut, beg for it"

A small group of men had formed just outside Max's door. Alec paused, not sure what to make of any of this. Bewildered he pushed his way past the men. "Hey man wait your turn" he ignoring the protests as he made his way into Max's apartment. Entering the apartment he was greeted by the strong musky smell of sex and loud grunting. Looking into the living room he saw the source the sound and smell. A beast of a man was pounding away, fucking the living shit out of a girl. He could hear her soft moans with every thrust but Max's sofa blocked her from view. Another man stood behind the sofa, a camera in his hand pointed down at the girl as he filmed her getting fucked. 

"No fucking way" he muttered to himself. No way in hell that could be Max, not in a million years would she do something like this. 

"MmmmHHHHHmmm" a loud moan from the girl filled his ears. Alec's cock twitched at the sound and he could feel his dick hardening as he pictured Max, behind that sofa, servicing all these men, sucking them, fucking them. It was then he noticed it, masked by the musk of sex, pheromones. He had smelt it before, back in Manticore when female X5's went into heat. 

"Ohgod" it all made sense, Max was in heat. Out of her mind with lust she was willingly being gangbanged by all these men. 

He knew Max was behind the sofa but his mouth still dropped as he peaked over it and saw her. He had fantasized about seeing Max naked, but nothing could of prepared him for this. Her firm tanned body was covered in sweat and cum. Her breasts slick with the juices of many men bounced as the man continued to fuck her. Soft moans escaping her lips as he pounded into her. Cum dripped from those pouty lips and he could only imagine how many cocks she had sucked. Her eyes half open as she lazily stared into the camera. She looked exhausted but still in utter bliss as she was roughly fucked. Alec was speechless.

"Hey! I said wait your fucking turn!" One of the men, not happy with how Alec barged through the line grabbed his shoulder from behind, twisting him around. With a swift fluid movement Alec knocked the hand off his shoulder, following with a quick jab to the mans face. Alec's fist connected with the mans nose with a sickening crack, the man crumbled to the floor holding his noise screaming in pain. 

"Ohhh fuck I'm cumming" the man fucking Max bellowed out. He pulled out of Max, his dick slick with her juices. He pumped his fist over his cock before exploding all over Max's stomach and breasts. 

"Goodjob... who's next!" the man with the camera called out. 

Alec had seen enough. "Everyone out! You're done here!" he yelled at the group of men. 

"Fuck that I didn't get my turn" 

"Yeah who made you boss" 

"You wanna end up like him?" Alec said, pointing to the man with the broken nose. That seemed to shut the men up. Muttering to themselves they slowly made their way out of the apartment. Alec's hand shot up to block the way out of the cameraman. "Not so fast."

"Heyman, Im sorry if she's your girlfriend or something. I mean, she was more then willing man. I didn't even touch her man." the cameraman started to ramble on afraid of getting his ass kicked. 

"Sure ya didn't buddy." Alec replied grabbing the camera from him. Pulling the memory stick out he handed the camera back. "Get out of here." the man scuttled out of the apartment. Pocketing the memory stick he went back to Max. 

It looked like she had been ravished for hours. But still, even covered in cum and sweat she still looked gorgeous. She had rolled over to her side, and was seemingly alseep as Alec knelt down beside her, not totally sure what to do. Gently he picked her up and carried her towards the bathroom. Holding her with one hand he turned the shower on. The water running, an unconscious Max still in his arms, he stood there unsure of his next move. Awkwardly he pulled his shirt off, along with his pants. No need to get them wet he told himself. Standing in his boxers, hoping to god Max wouldn't awake and notice his raging hard on he carried Max under the stream of water. 

"mmmhhmm" she moaned and curled closer to him as she felt the warm water of the shower hit her skin. "Alec?" she asked as her eyes peaked open. A look of confusion crossed her face for a moment, why was she in the shower naked with Alec? But that confusion soon turned to lust as her raging hormones took over. 

"Uhhh Max" Alec muttered as he felt her lips kiss his neck. "uhh you gotta get cleaned up" he pleaded she wiggled out of his grip and soon was standing on her own. Pressing her naked body against his. Water streaming between them, soaking them. 

"Come on Alec." she moaned, nibbling on his earlobe. "I know you want me, heres your chance" her hand found his hard on pulling it free of his boxers. 

"Mhhohgod.. what about Logan.." At the mention of Logan's name she stopped stroking him. Her eyes cast down words and for a moment Alec thought she might have regained some control. 

"Don't worry about Logan... He'll get his turn"

Guess not, Alec thought to himself. Max continued her assault on his body, trailing kissing along his neck as she slowly stroked his cock. Fuck it. If she wants it he'll give it to her. Her grabbed her shoulders and roughly twisted her around. Max gasped as he took control. Pushing her against the wall of the shower he kicked her feet apart. She caught on and arched her back towards him. Water cascaded down her back, running down between her asscheeks and over her pussy lips. She shivered in excitement as she felt Alec's hands on her ass. 

"This is what you want?" Alec asks. He might as well have fun with her. 

"Yes.."

"Beg me to fuck you ass Maxie"

"Alec. Please." she pushed back toward him. "Mmmh" moaning as she felt his cock press against her. "Fuck my ass" Not one to say no to a lady Alec thrust deep inside of her. Roughly burying his entire length into her ass with one stroke. 

"OhhhFUCK" Max screamed as her ass was violated. Alec's hands covered her own, holding them in place above her head. He didn't let up as he thrust into her again, harder this time, causing her to scream out again. He was gonna give her a fucking she'd never forget. 

"Unngh... Ohhfuck...Ohgod... fuckme...ahhh.." Max screamed out with every thrust. Pain and pleasure ripped through her body. Her hands held tight, his thrusts almost lifting her off her feet. Alec brutally fucked her, using all of his enhanced speed and strength to pound his cock deep into her ass. 

"Feels good Maxie" he whispered into her ear. Letting her hands go he pulled her from the wall until her back was resting against his chest. His one hand cupped her breasts, teasing the nipple. The other went straight for her hot wet core, plunging three fingers deep inside of her. 

"Oh god...ohhhhhh" she whined, her body trembled as the shower head sprayed warm water over her over sensitive breasts. His pace had slowed from punishing to the pleasurable. Slowly he worked his dick in and out of her ass. His fingers playing her like an instrument. He felt her ass convulse around him and he knew she was close. 

"You want to cum Maxie?"

"yes... please.." Max moaned as his fingers rubbed her clit. Her head bent back, resting on his shoulder as he trailed kissing up and down her neck. Alec leaned back, pulling Max off her feet impaling her on his dick. It was all too much for Max as she came in great heaving gasps."Ohhgodohgodohgod...FUCK" Her legs curled back as her muscles spasmed, intense heat rolled though her body as a sense of relief ran through her. "Ohhhhyess" moaning her ass squeezed tightly around his cock milking him as he climaxed with her, shooting his seed into her bowels. The warm water of the shower ran down her body, trailing down the valley between her breasts, down her stomach before washing over her pussy. Her body trembled as her orgasm weakened. She could feel the water wash away the cum of countless men, her own juices dripping down her leg, Alec's warm seed filling her ass. 

After hours and hours of a constant train of men using her, Max's body couldn't handle anymore. "so good" she gasped before passing out from sheer exhaustion. Alec easily caught her as her body went limp. Guess today wans't that boring, he thought to himself as he picked her up and carried her to bed. Placing her under her blankets he took a final look at her peaceful face, while wondering if it was all worth it seeing that after her heat passed she would most likely kill him. He chuckled, he'd worry about that later. Getting dressed, he left the apartment and headed back to work. 

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"Dispatch 3423"

"This is Officer Jacobs, badge number 32453. I'm inquiring about an warrent. Female, Brunette, Browneyes, Petite build, Barcode Tatto on the back of her neck"

"One moment Officer."

Officer Jacobs waited patiently for dispatch, the moment he saw that girl he knew he knew her from somewhere. He was almost sure there was a warrant out for a girl matching her description. He had almost arrested her there on the spot but he quickly gave up that idea once she her lips surrounded his cock. 

"Officer Jacobs?"

"Yeah"

"There is a active warrant matching that description. Wanted for a number of crimes, she is to be considered very dangerous. All information is to be redirected to an Agent Ames White of the NSA. There is also a 10,000 dollar reward for any information that leads to her capture." 

"Alright, Thank you." Jacobs said hanging up. "10grand and a fine piece of ass" he muttered to himself, today was a good day. He punched in another phone number. 

"National Security Agency, How may I direct your call"

"I need to speak with an Agent Ames White please"

"Forwarding you to his office. One moment sir."

A good day indeed.