2 comments/ 10319 views/ 3 favorites Pitch Fever By: Kojiki Fire enveloped the world; the once seemingly peaceful days are now gone, replaced by lawlessness. Gangs and goons run amuck doing whatever they please. I follow one such gang. I had to. I'm a defenseless woman, no strength, and no knowledge on how to survive in this world. Vladimir took me in, and, in exchange for food and protection, I was his toy. He could do whatever he pleased with my body. At first it was a good deal, I got food and protection for sex. As time passed however, Vladimir got rougher and colder. He abused me, hit me, and left me battered and bruised. Yet I could do nothing about it. I was his toy. At least I was only his and not for the other worthless men he has around him as well. But there was one, Dimitri, he wasn't like the others...he was different. Like a knight in a silly girl's dream. He's tall, handsome, with long, flowing black hair, and a fearless warrior who would show no mercy to his enemy. "You, Bitch, listen to me when I speak to you!" Vladimir's hand flew across my face knocking me off balance. I landed butt first on the cold floor. "I'm sorry Vlad," I said rubbing my burning cheek. Note to self: no internal monologue when Vlad is present. "We're going to raid the scum bags at the northern district so yer ganna be staying here with a few of my men. Dimitri is going to stay here and keep everything in order, and since he's a queer Ima leave ya in his care." He grabbed my shoulders and lifted me off the ground with ease. "Now listen here you slut, yer not sleeping with any of the bastards. If I find out you were laying around with any of them I'll kill them then I'll severely punish ya." His cold blue eyes stared at me, cold and emotionless. "I...I understand," I said, afraid of what he would do if I didn't answer. He let me fall to the ground again and stormed out of the room, shouting orders as he left. I was left in a cold, crumbling room. I gathered my knees and rolled myself into a little ball. At lease he didn't fuck me before he left. It was always painful whenever we had sex, he was so rough. At a time I loved it, but not anymore. Time passed and I was growing more and more uncomfortable in that room. I could feel that something horrible was going to come and get me. Slowly, I opened the door and looked around the darkened hallway. Those who were left behind were probably drunk on the first floor. Quickly and silently I made my way to Dimitri's room. It felt like my heart was going to explode. I was getting excited to see him. Just a room away I was spotted by a goon going out for a nightly piss. He grined at me with his hideous teeth. I tried to run passed him but he grabbed my hair and yanked me to the ground with a hard tug. "Hehe, Vlad's little toy is lost. How about I play with you?" his breath stank like ass. "No...let me go!" I tried to escape but it was impossible. "Come on girly, I'll be gentle with you" "No! Dimitri help!" I shouted to the top of my lungs. The goon was dragging me to his room. I shouted his name again and again, hoping he would come and help me. Suddenly, the pulling on my hair stopped. I opened my eyes to see that Dimitri had punched the goon. "Didn't you hear what Vlad said?! No one touches the girl except him. If you want to fuck that much, how about I pop your black cherry?" The goon looked at Dimitri. I noticed that he was standing there naked. My god he was so delicious my pussy tingled in excitement. The goon backed down and mumbled an apology as he made his way back to his room. Dimitri then turned towards me, his black gaze studying me. "Come on let's get you into my room," he said extending his hand towards me. Blushing, I took his hand, and then he led me towards his room. "What where you doing out there all by yourself?" he asked going back to his bed. "I... I didn't want to be alone, what if one of those bastards came in and tried to rape me?" "Well, didn't Vlad say that he would kill anyone who even tried to touch you?" "Yeah, he said that, but he also said that he would severally punish me also." I shivered at the thought of that brute's punishment. Dimitri looked at me, sighed, and then rolled to one side of his bed. He patted the side of his bed and invited me in. I always wondered if he was really gay or not. Such a handsome and courageous man and he is homosexual, it was a shame to all women, what was left of it anyways. I could try and turn him on, now that I knew he slept naked. Oh that would be sweet, having that hard cock around my fingers. "Are you going to stand there all night or are you going to sleep?" he said snapping me out of my day dream. I walked towards the bed, but before I got on it, he stopped me, telling me to take off all of my clothing. I froze, panic rising along with embarrassment. Slowly I tugged my shirt off, followed by my skirt. I could feel Dimitri's gaze on me. I stood on my undergarments. "Everything off, clothes are ... not necessary for sleep," he turned around, his back facing me. I did as he ordered and striped completely. I crawled into his bed and curled into a ball. My heart was beating so fast I thought it would burst. I could feel the heat off his body on my back, his scent engulfed my nose. I was getting so horny just being this close to him, that my hand slipped between my thighs. As I pleasured myself, I tried to keep quiet because I knew Dimitri was awake. Frankly I didn't care; I vigorously rubbed my clit till I came with a sigh. With that climax I slept. For the first time in years I had a good night rest. When I awoke Dimitri was been gone, but he left me a note which read: Angela, I'll be back in a while with some food. For your own safety, DO NOT leave the room. Feel free to use anything in the room. - Dimitri   I got out of bed and searched for my clothes, but they were nowhere in sight. So I took the liberty of taking one of Dimitri's black shirts. It was big on me, covering me completely up till my thighs. I took the collar of the shirt and put it over my nose and inhaled deeply, I loved how it smelled. I searched around his room and found an old hair brush. It looked like he used it, so I left it be...for a while at least, I just couldn't resist brushing my hair. It was one of those guilty pleasures from the old days when the world used to be a more livable place. After some time I was feeling hungry, and just as my stomach started to growl, Dimitri came in with a tray in hand. "Morning, Angela," he said with a smile on his face. Shyly, I greeted him also. It was nice to hear my name being said out loud. Usually they call me slut, bitch, or toy. He placed the tray on the bed and told me to dig in. I walked over to the bed and ate to my heart's content. As I ate, Dimitri picked up the brush and started to brush my hair. I swallowed what I was chewing and asked Dimitri, "Where are my clothes?" "I trashed them. I'll get you something better soon," he said brushing my hair to the side revealing the neck. He brushed the tips of his fingers on the bite marks left by Vlad. He sighed and said, "Such beauty tarnished by a harsh man" I couldn't help but blush. He thought of me as a beauty. "It's the price I pay for being practically useless." From behind me Dimitri took my arm and lifted it, giving light to the healing bruises. Every nerve ending became alive when he touched me, my nipples where poking though the light material of the shirt. Electricity shot through my blood stream straight to my pussy. "You're not useless. This hell hole is not fit for a woman," he stated as he continued to caress my bruises. I was getting more and more aroused. I could feel myself heating up, my pussy starting to get wet. Dimitri's hand moved from my arm to my shoulder. His other hand came and they were parallel on my back shoulders. His thumbs began a slow and sensual, circular motion. I relaxed to his touch, drifting into a Zen zone. His hands drifted lower and lower. Reaching my lower back, his fingers brushed exposed skin down there. I couldn't take it anymore, reluctantly I moved away from his touch. I landed on the floor, hands in front of me, covering my dripping pussy. It was so stupid, I felt frustrated and on the verge of crying. There he was, the perfect man in this hellish hell hole feeding me and taking care of me, but he was gay. "Angela, what's wrong?" He asked, care in his voice. "It's not fair!" I shouted as tears began rolling down my eyes. He stood up from the bed and kneeled down in front of me. "Angie, what's wrong? What's not fair?" "It's you! It's not fair. I want you. I want you to love me..." I cried like I hadn't cried in years. Dimitri took my head gently and cradled it on his chest. "Oh, Angie, I do love you" "No, you don't get it," I said hitting him with the back of my fists, but he did not flinch. He took my chin between his thumb and index finger and lifted my head to look at him. The next thing he did surprised me. He pressed his lips against mine. Shocked, my eyes flew wide open, then, slowly, I closed my eyes and began to enjoy the taste of him. He teased my bottom lip, urging me to open my mouth so he could deepen the kiss. I did as he wanted and I opened myself to him, quickly I was engulfed by an untamable fire deep within my stomach. Just before I could lift my hands to twine my fingers into his hair he pulled away abruptly. He looked away and I could see a light blush on his face. Still heated I reached slowly with my hand towards him but before I could touch him he stood up and walked towards the nearest wall and punched it. I jumped at the loud sound. Pieces of the wall came crumbling down where his fist still rested. "Shit!" he cursed, and another punch came flying at the wall. "Dimitri?" I called to him in a low voice, not sure if he heard me. But he did, he turned around and looked at me. A mixture of emotions ran though his face. "I'm sorry," he apologized. He put his back against the wall and slid down. "I shouldn't have done that." Slowly, I crawled my way towards him until I was face to face with him. I was seriously confused at that moment. I asked him, "Are you alright?" He looked up at me and forced a smile "Yeah" was all he said. I kept looking into his blue eyes, drawing myself into them. "Why did you...." I stopped my question short, but he answered it anyway. "Kiss you?" he sighed and continued "Why would a man kiss any woman Angie?" "There is only one reason why a man will kiss a woman this day and age," I said remembering what I was in this world. "I'm not a man of this day and age, I still have my values, the expectation of the old world." He cupped my face with one hand and forced me to look at him. "But your gay, aren't you?" I asked, a knot in my stomach. He shook his head. "I pretend to be queer just so I could get a bit closer to you without alarming Vladimir," he confessed, feathering his thumb on my cheekbone. His eyes glittered with a melancholic glow. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling while he talked. "I do love you, but Vlad owns you. I stayed back because I thought that he would take care of you. However this world has transformed him into something different. I hoped that he would come to his senses soon, but I see now that that will never come true." I started to laugh. Here was my knight in shining armor, an impossible goal to achieve. Years believing he was gay and here he is, sitting there telling me he loves me. "I can't believe this," I said, tears forming in my eyes. "It's true, Angela" I pulled away from his hand and looked at him. "For years I dreamt, I wished for you, but that dream was always cut short because you were out of my reach, and now you expect me to believe that you always loved me?" His features hardened and he became serious. "Feel for yourself." He grabbed my wrist and placed my hand on his manhood. My hand twitched as I felt his erection. I gasped as my hand greedily felt up the bulge in his pants. He groaned but didn't let go of my wrist. "This is because of you, you don't know how frustrated I felt last night seen your naked body, feeling the heat of you next to me, hearing you as you masturbated next to me, it drove me insane." He whispered in a low voice, probably being careful not to be overheard. His cock jerked as he remembered. With his free hand he ran his fingers though my hair stopping at the back of my neck. He looked at me with his blue eyes, it felt as if I was going to drown in them. My breathing became short, ragged gasps and the distance between us lessened. My lips brushed onto his but a hard knock on the door stopped us short. I jumped, quickly moving away from Dimitri into a little dark corner of the room, far away from the door. Dimitri stood and answered the door, putting on his harsh, cold face. "Dimitri, the Duran brothers are attacking!" said the goon at the door. He sounded somewhat scared. The Duran brothers were nothing for Vladimir and Dimitri, but they had the unfashionable timing of attacking when Vlad was out. "I'll be there in a moment," Dimitri said closing the door. He went over to the bed and looked under it. He took out what looked like a Japanese sword. I've seen him around with that sword, but never quite got a close look at it. Usually Vlad was fumbling with my body when he passed by with it. He came towards the little dark corner of the room and kneeled down. "Angela, stay here don't open the door for anyone, got it?" I nodded. He stood up and turned around, but did not walk away. "Angela, would you stand up for me?" he asked with his back towards me. I did as he told me, and in one quick movement, he turned around and took possession of my mouth. He moved so quickly that I was thrusted to the wall behind me. I was caught in a swell of lust. Dimitri pressed himself against me, grinding himself to me. Another knock on the door stopped us short again. I almost groaned in frustration, but Dimitri groaned for both of us. "Don't leave this room," he said. His voice was husky, almost with a growl on his voice. I had a feeling he was going to severally kick the Duran brother's with their tails between their legs. Night soon fell and Dimitri wasn't back yet. The first thirty minutes he had left were the worst. I was sexually frustrated, but I promised myself that I would not touch myself, and I was feeling paranoid that one of Vladimir's idiots would come through the door any minute. However, I had fallen asleep on the bed. It was the ruffle of the door knob that woke me up. Immdiately, I jumped from Dimitri's bed and hid on the darkest corner of the room, now much darker because night had fallen. "Angela?" Dimitri asked looking around the room. Happy to hear him, I peeked out of the corner. "Welcome back!" I saw that he was carrying a box in his hands. I looked upwards and saw that his blue eyes were looking in my direction. Then I noticed the large cut on his cheek. I walked up to him, and brushed his soft, black hair out of the way to have a better look at his wound. "It's just a scratch, nothing more," he said, smiling at me. I couldn't help but worry. We didn't have much medical supplies and simple wounds like this would become the death of one if they were left untreated. "Where is the medical kit? We have to clean it up before it gets infected," I started walking towards the door, but then I remembered that Vlad's goons where out there, probably drinking their asses off. "Angie, don't worry about it. I'll look for the kit now. In the mean time here, I brought you some clothes." He opened the lid of the box and I saw new, well mostly new, clothes inside. I was kind of happy to see them since I've been wearing the same clothes for almost five years. I dare not ask Vladimir to get me some new ones, he would have smacked me half way across the room saying something like "You're a toy! Your birthday suit suites you best for my needs" "Thank you," I said taking, the box from his hands. I balanced myself on the balls of my feet and kissed his good cheek. He smiled at me, but in his eyes I could tell he was expecting something different from me. "Be right back, and again, don't open the door for anyone." He brushed my cheek with the back of his fingers and headed out the door. I took the clothes out of the box, he even brought me underwear. I was slightly embarrassed by that, but more embarrassed when I put on the bra and it actually fit. How did he know my bra size? Do I even want to know? Also in the box were a skirt and a pair of pants of similar color. I decided to put the skirt on. There was an apple in the box as well. I looked at it hungrily. These types of fruits were hard to come by now a days. I brushed it off and took a big bite out of it. I moaned in pleasure as the rich flavor exploded in my mouth. "I see you like the apple. You better, that little sucker was a pain to get," Dimitri said laughing. I walked up to him and took the medical kit off his hands, trading it for the apple. I placed it on the near by table, opened it up, and took the necessary supplies to clean his wound. "Sit on the bed, Dimitri." I told him. He did as I said and I brushed his hair aside so I could get a better look. I began to clean his wound up and not once did he flinch while I was working on him. He just kept looking at me with his blue eyes. I tried to stay concentrated, but I couldn't. "What? Do I have something on my face?" I laughed. He chuckled and said, "No, your face is beautiful as it is." I could feel my blush on my ears. Changing the subject, I quickly asked him how he got that wound. "Nothing important. One of the brothers had a gun and, well, I got cocky. Then bang," he said. I finished cleaning his wound and patching it up. "I see. Don't do that again, you're the only one who keeps me sane in this hell hole." Relalizing what I said, I looked above his head. His hands came up and cupped my face, forcing me to look into his eyes. " I won't do anything to worry you." I looked from his eyes to his lips, the tip of my tongue flicked, misting my lower lips. This time there was nothing to stop us. His lips merged with mine in a slow, passionate kiss. My hands rested on the nape of his neck, feeling the heat radiating from his skin. So deeply concentrated was I on the kiss, that when I felt his fingers brush my pussy over the underwear, I nearly jumped. Not away, but towards him. He moved my underwear away and slip his fingers, lazily touching my clit and making his way down to my wet entrance. I wrapped my hand around his neck, holding up to him for support. His warm silky fingers lazily caressed me, triggering cold shivers that ran through my body, heating it. One of his fingers entered me and I nearly screamed in delight, but I held it back. "We can't do this," I said, breathing hard. For so many years, I've never felt so turned on, so hot and sexy by merely being touched. His finger pushed deeper inside me, his thumb was slowly moving clockwise over my clit. I could no longer hold my weight, my knees gave out, one landed between his legs and the other to the side so I was hovering between his left thigh. He never stop the magic of his fingers, I had to tighten my lips so hard to hold back the moan. I raised my head and whispered breathlessly in his ear. "Dimitri...I need to cum, make me cum!" I took his earlobe with my lips and gently sucked on it, occasionally flicking it with my tongue. The finger that was inside me increased its speed in and out so quickly that it was just a matter of seconds before I erupted. But before my orgasm came he pulled his hand away. I nearly screamed at him to continue, but his horsey voice said, "I must taste you." With that, he turned me over so that I was lying on the bed, him on top of me. He took one long look at me and moved down between my legs. With skillful hands he removed my underwear and his head disappeared inside my skirt. Pitch Fever The cold dampness was quickly heated by his raspy tongue. I grasped the bed sheet tightly and pressed my lips together muffing my moan. "You taste so good Angie, how I wish I could hear you scream in pleasure." He dived down again his tongue entering my wet hole. I grasped the bed sheet harder; my hips had a mind of their own and started to thrash at him, seeking more of his hot tongue. His hands, like iron locks, held me in place as he tortured my clit with his raspy tongue. I could feel my orgasm coming, and with a final flick of his tongue over my clit, I came. I had to bite my wrist to hold back the scream of pleasure; my hip buckled and lifted them off the bed. I nearly passed out from the sheer intensity of my orgasm. Mini aftershocks coursed through my body as Dimitri licked off my juices like a hungry kitty. Finally, Dimitri emerged from between my thighs, whipping his chin; he had a big, sexy smile on his face. I flicked my tongue over my lips and tasted a distinctive coppery taste in my mouth. I raised my hand where I had bitten myself to hold back the scream as I came. The entire row of my front teeth were carved on my wrist with two distinctive puncture on them where my incisor teeth broke the skin, and from there, a light stream of blood was trickling down. I looked at it like it was no big deal. I could barely feel anything at that time. Dimitri noticed my hand and reached for it. His large palm clasped my had and he looked at it. His expression of fulfillment quickly shifted into concern. "I'm sorry," he apologized for no apparent reason. "Why are you sorry? That was the best orgasm I've had in five years," I told him. My voice sounded so far off. He moved away from my sight. I didn't bother to even bother trying to sit up, my whole body didn't want to move at the moment. He came in to view again and sat next to me. Then he took my hand and, with a clean cloth from the medical kit, wrapped my wrist in a tight bond. A smile curved up my lips which, in turn, made him smile too. I had to say, under the moon light he was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. "The moon light makes you look sexier." His hand cupped my face. I loved the way his skin felt against mine. He groaned a little, which caught my attention. "What's wrong?" I asked him sitting up on the bed. He looked away from me and I could swear that he was blushing. "Tell me." I crawled up to him, closing the distance between us. "I didn't want to cause problems but...I... my..." he mumbled a little. My gaze shifted down and I saw what he was trying to say, he had such a hard on he couldn't concentrate correctly. "Oh!" I gasped heat reaching towards my cheeks. I moisten my lips and said "If you want... I could you know...return the favor to you." I wanted to crawl to the little dark corner of the room. I couldn't believe I was suggesting giving him a blowjob. Oh but that would be such a sweet cock, so hard, full and thick, my mouth watered. "I don't want to trouble you, Angie," he said a little sad. I reached for the top of his pants and undid them and then I pulled the fly down. I could hear the beating of my heart in my ears as the blood rush to my head. I couldn't believe what this was happening. Finally, after so long, I would be able to taste him. "Angie, don't..." But he didn't stop me. He let me reach for his penis. I merely touched him over the fabric that was covering his manhood and he groaned. "Angela," he moaned as his head fell back enjoying my touch. He lifted his hips off the bed and I slid his pants, along with his underwear down. His cock jumped out, full and erect standing proudly. I swallowed hard. Oh god what I could do to this man; give him pleasure beyond his wildest dreams. He desired me as I did him, it felt so right. I gently gripped his shaft and began to stoke his hard length. He groaned yet again. I looked up at him, his eyes were tightly closed, the moon light basking his skin with a silvery glow. As I kept stroking his cock, drops of pre-cum were at the head of his penis. I flicked my tongue over his head, taking them into my mouth. I clasped my mouth over the head of his cock and flicked him. Quickly I ran my tongue down his shaft to his balls. With my free hand I crattled his balls on my fingers and began to caress them. "Mm, Angela" he moaned with pleasure. A quick smile took my lips. I felt so strong, so empowered, for so many years I've never once controlled Vlad, the only man...no Vladimir wasn't a man he was a pig. Dimitri was a man, a real man with honor and values. I continued to stroke his cock, until he groaned. "Woman, I want your mouth over me, I want to feel you." I did as he said I took his dick into my mouth and began sucking him. I swirled my tongue on the underside of his shaft. His hips began to trust wildly into my mouth driving him deeper. It wasn't uncomfortable, I found it highly erotic. I sucked him like a I was enjoying my favorite ice cream stick. He groaned and moaned softly and he gently grasped my hair, lightly running his fingers on my scalp. I continued to suck on his cock till he couldn't take it anymore. His breathing became short, ragged pants. "I'm cuming!" he moaned though his teeth. His hips buckled and his cock jerked in my mouth. The first jet of his cum hit the roof of my mouth, I pulled away and the rest splattered over my face. Curious I swallowed the cum that was in my mouth, I wanted to know how he tasted. "Shit, let me clean you up," Dimitri said, Then he took off his shirt. He gently wiped his seeds away from my face, while I just sat there mesmerize by what just happened. Reason hit me hard and fast, I backed away from Dimitri covering my mouth. I could feel Dimitri was staring at me. I shook my head; I suddenly felt afraid and cold although my body was hot. I wrapped my hands around myself and said, woth my voice trembling, "We shouldn't be doing this, what if Vlad finds out. He could kill you and...I can't live with you dead" Dimitri wrapped his arms around me, holding me in a warm embrace. His hard chest felt so strong, so real. I felt at peace in his arms. "Don't worry, Angela, he will never find out." He sounded so sure about himself. I dared not to believe him, but a small part of me did. He took my chin between his thumb and his index finger and raised my head without effort. His blue eyes drew me in so deeply I could get lost in them. His lips gently pressed over mine. I opened my mouth, inviting him in. Quickly I was swelled up in a hot kiss. Strangely, I could taste our essence mixed together. Between kisses, Dimitri took off my shirt, then my bra. My nipples where erect as I pressed myself against Dimitri's hard chest. Electricity sizzled though my body. "We can't do this," I gasped between kisses. "I want to" Dimitri said wrapping his arms firmly around my body, taking me down to the bed with him. "Oh gods save us," I whispered, giving in to the sheer lust between us. We kissed each other like we couldn't believe the other was there. The remainder of our clothes were shed quickly. We laid body to body, intertwined. Dimitri's large hands caressed my back, gripping my ass and pulling me closer to his swelling cock. I pressed little kisses to his lips, neck, anywhere I could get my lips on him. "Dimitri," I whispered breathlessly. I felt so hot, my breasts ached for attention, my pussy aching for his cock. "Angela." he groaned, his hand sliding from my hip to my thigh, finally stopping above the back of my knee. He lifted my leg and in one, quick movement he was atop me. I was mesmerized by his everything, his broad shoulders, his tone torso, sexy abs, and above all, his lust filled blue eyes. He pressed the head of his cock into my vagina slowly. Inch by inch he invaded my body. The slow entry was driving me mad, I wanted him to pound me with his dick, driving me mad with desire. His dick filled me up, I griped his shaft tightly, I didn't want him to leave my body. He began to move his hips back and forth, with each stroke ripples of pain/pleasure coursed though my body. I tried hard to hush my moan, but it seemed impossible. He quickened his pace, driving me wild with desire. I moved my hips in unison with his, meeting him trust after trust, driving him deeper inside of me. The sound of our love making was getting increasingly loud. Dimitri, never leaving me, clasped my mouth with his. I searched his hot, moist mouth, deepening our connection. I moaned into his mouth and he groaned into mine, the vibration sending shocks thought our tangled bodies. Then I felt it, his whole body tighten, his mouth went still and he cried into our meshed mouths. His cock jerked inside of me and jets of his seed filled me up which made me cum. My whole body lifted to meet his. So close, I felt him so close, over me, around me, and inside me, completely overwhelming my presence. After our orgasm subsided, he laid atop me, his cock deep inside me not wanting to leave, not that I was going to let him go. We were covered in sweat. My body felt heavy, but it was a good kind of heavy. I took deep long breath, and I was fleeing very sleepy. "I love you so much..." He took a deep breath and continued, "Finally, I got to be with you." I barely registered what he had said as tiredness was over taking my consciousness. "After so long, finally together... as one," I whispered and fell asleep. After that first night we shared together, we had many others like it. We had sex almost everywhere in his room. Even when we washed ourselves with the wet cloths. However, those lovely times had to come to an end, nothing lasts forever. A messenger appeared from Vladimir's group that he was coming back with great spoils. He would be home in two days. Immediately I grew scared of the possibilities. What if one of Vlad's goons heard Dimitri and I having sex, or what if he found out by himself that I was fucking Dimitri while he was away. So Dimitri and I decided not to have intercourse so that Vladamir wouldn't figure out that my vagina had been stretched by Dimitri's larger penis. Dimitri escorted me to Vlad's room. On the short way there, he wore a mask and he had his sword with him. When I got into the cold, dark room, I shivered. Back in the hell hole for me, my time in heaven was up. "Remember, if anything happens, scream my name and I'll come for you, got it?" He said, his tone very strong and manly, which turned my insides into mush. I could only nod in agreement. At sundown Vladimir and his rowdy crew came bursting in, shouts and cheers all around. He screamed at me to come down. I wore the skirt that Dimitri had gotten me with the new clothes. Carefully, I went down the stairs, and when I got to the end I peered around the corner. I locked eyes with Vlad. When he saw me, a smug grin came to his face. "Come here you bitch," he called me. I step out of the shadows and when he saw what I was wearing, his eyes flashed with anger and then enjoyment. For a split second I was scared,.I stepped next to him and he yanked me to his lap, his erection present between my ass cheeks. "I like the new clothes. Now I can fuck you without any of these fuckers seeing your body." he licked my neck and disgust washed over me. "Ye..yes, I thought you might like it," I manged to chocked out. My eyes scanned the room. The gang was tossing around cans of beer and cheering and shouting. in a dark corner I saw Dimitri, arms crossed on his chest and a hard glare in his eyes. We locked eyes and, for a moment, his expression softened. My attention was deviated from him back to Vladimir who was reaching between his legs and opened the fly of his pants. "Move your underwear aside you whore, I want to see how tight you are after so long." I did as he said and settle myself over his shaft. After having sex with Dimitri, Vlad's dick didn't felt as big as it used to, still my body involuntary got turned on. Vlad groaned and gripped one of my breasts harshly. A small scream escaped my mouth as a leaned towards his hand. He grabbed my hair and pulled it harshly. Pain screamed from my skull, yet I kept quiet. All while Vlad had his way with me, I kept searching for Dimitri. He said nothing, just stood in that dark corner, anger in his eyes. In order to bear the assault, I thought of the time I had spent with Dimitri; the way he had made love to me. At the end of it all, I laid on Vladimir's cold bed, almost every part of my body screaming in pain. I heard a knock on the door. Only one person had the decency to knock the door. "Come in Dimitri," I said. "Hey, Angela. I brought you some food," he said placing the tray on the bed. He walked over to me and brushed a stray strand of hair off my face. "I can't stand seeing you like this," he said, pain in his voice. "There's nothing you can do. Vlad owns me." I wanted to cry, but no amount of tears would make this situation any better. He kept looking at me, silent as he searched for the right words to say all while his hand caressed my face. "There are things I could do but...I still hope that my friend, the guy I used to hang out with, is still alive in that rotten shell" After so long Dimitri stilled believe that the old Vladimir, his best friend, was alive somewhere. I simply looked at his pained expression. Oh how badly I wanted to kiss his pain away, but I didn't dare to do that. "Angie, eat, you must be hungry," he said standing up and walking away from the room. At that time Vlad entered the room, stinking of alcohol. I quickly ate the food, I needed the energy for what Vlad was about to do to me. "What the fuck are ya doing here queer?" Vladimir said all drunken. Dimitri passed Vladimir and said, "Just bringing some food to your toy, she was looking skinny. Would you bang a bag of bones?" Vlad though it over, but I think the alcohol had killed all reason in his head. He said no and slammed the door. I jumped and looked at Vladimir. He had one of the sickest. sadistic smiles on his face. I did what I always did and coward into a little corner of my brain. "Angela...Angela!" I heard someone call my name, it seemed so far away. How long had I been in my happy place? "Angela, come on!" I snapped awake and I saw Dimitri kneeling in front of me, worried. "Dimitri," I said softly. "Thank the gods. Come on." He reached out and grabbed my wrist, pulling me up. "Where...where are you taking me?" I asked him. I noticed he had his sword at hand. We ran passed some room and I noticed for the first time the eerie silence. "What happened?" I asked him. Dimitri gripped my wrist tighter. If I wasn't scared before, I was now. We went down the stairs. I just kept my eyes on Dimitri's back. We hit the door and we were outside If we weren't running, I would have taken my time to take in the broad space. We stopped abruptly and Dimitri told me "Get on now!" I took my eyes off him and looked at the bike. I soon found out why. I heard a shot being fired. I turned around quickly and saw Vladimir, gun in hand, his blond hair glowing in the sun light. If he weren't a mad man, he would have looked like an angel. "Dimitri!" He shouted to the top of his lounges. I got on the bike and Dimitri got on in front of me driving the thing. He gave me his sword to hold. It was heavy in my arms, I wondered how he carried it with ease. Dimitri tired a couple of times before the bike roared to life, all while Vladimir was limping his way towards us. "What have you done?" I asked Dimitri, outraged. "No time, hold on tight!" he said. I had just enough time to pass his sword over his stomach and grab on. The bike roared and we were off. I heard Vladimir scream, "I'll find you and kill you, you bastard!" We drove for what seemed to an eternity, until the sun disappeared and the moon rose. Dimitri slowed down the bike and stopped. The bike stopped rumbling under my legs. I looked around and what I saw took my breath away, I saw a small clearing and atop a small hill was a house. "Where are we?" I asked Dimitri as he got off the bike. "A little place I found, but we can't stay here for long, we have to keep moving." He helled out his hand. I took it and got off the bike, in an instant my legs failed me and, if it weren't for Dimitri's hand, I would have fallen on the ground. Noticing that I was in no shape walked, he swept me off my feet. "Dimitri!" I screamed as all sense of gravity left my body. Instinctively my arms wrapped themselves around his neck. "Angela, choke" I noticed that I was holding to him too tightly, so I loosened my grip on his neck. He cleared his throat and began walking to the little house. When we were through the house, he gently let me down on the floor, but he never left my side. Instead, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into a very crushing kiss. Instinctively I melted. All my pains and aches were replaced by a burning desire. He pulled away and brushed my hair aside. I could see that he was desperate, but somewhat at peace with himself. "We have to keep running, Vlad will hunt us down." It was hard, but I pushed his chest away and asked him, "What did you do?" His expression went cold and he walked away from me, turning to a small corner of the room and taking out two small water bottles. He handed me one and rested his back on a nearby wall. He took a sip of his water and said, "I...I killed everyone. I was going to kill Vladimir but before I could swing my sword to his neck he woke up from his nap and I only managed to cut his left thigh. We fought and I only managed to knock him out. That's when I came to get you." I walked towards him and hit his hard chest with the back of my fist. Tears were forming in my eyes, "You stupid male! Why did you do that! You could have died!" I began to cry on his chest. His arms wrapped around me lovingly. "You idiot," I sobbed. "I'm sorry, Angela. I had to do it, I couldn't stand it anymore, living like that." he wrapped his arms tighter around my body and slid down to the ground. I looked up at him and in the dim light saw his bruised up face. I gently cupped his face and he closed his eyes, tasting the feeling of my skin on his. Then I pressed my lips to his, immediately he opened his mouth and deepened our kiss. Our lips parted and he began to kiss his way down my neck. I cradled his head as he ignited waves of desire down my body. My clothes felt uncomfortable on my too sensitive skin. I could feel my nipples harden and the wetness between my legs increase. "I love you, Angela. My, Angela" His hands began to take the bottom of my shirt and lifted it off my torso. When mine was off I took his off. I felt the hardness of his torso, how erect his nipples were, all for me. He gently cupped one of my breasts and massaged it gently, then he lowered his head and took my nipple to the hot cavern of his mouth. Gently he sucked, and occasionally flicked the peak of my nipple. If I wasn't sitting down on the floor I would have collapsed right there. He moved to my other breast and did the same sensual torture to it. I moaned his name softly as I encouraged him to suck harder. As fingers running though his long dark locks. He removed his mouth from my breast and looked at me. His glacier eyes glowed in those dark confinements. His lips locked with mine and our tongues tangled and mingled with each other, as our hands ran over each other's bodies. The remaining pieces of our clothes were shed. I laid on his chest, kissing and nibbling down his neck to his collarbone. Stopping to torture his nipples as he did to me, he moaned every time I nibbled on his. "Angela, mount me. I want to burry myself inside your body," he said, his voice low and husky. I felt the vibration of his voice all over my body. Pitch Fever I accommodated myself above his erection. I took his shaft in my hand as I guided myself on to him. Inch by tormenting inch I settled onto him completely. My breath became short and ragged. I moaned in extract as every inch of me was spread wide by Dimitri's cock. "Yesss!" Dimitri hissed in satisfaction buried deep inside me. His hands rested on my hips holding me in place. He thrusted his pelvis upward, burying himself deeper still inside my body. I moaned loudly. "Yess, I want to hear your screams of joy, say my name." He thrusted upward some more, up and down sending ripples of pleasure to every nerve ending in my body. "Dimitri...Ah fuck...Dimitri...Harder!" I screamed euphorically. Finally I could moan and scream to my heart's desire. We were alone sharing our bodies, becoming one. I was driven mad with desire I could no longer hold myself upright so my body fell softly on Dimitri's hard chest. He kept pumping himself into me, I came really quickly. I screamed as the orgasm rippled through me. Then I felt Dimitri's cock jerk inside of me, all his muscles tensed as he too came, emptying his seeds inside me. After such an assault to the senses he wrapped his arms around my torso and gently pushed us up right. I could feel his abs flex as he did. Our bodies were pressed together tightly. We were both laboring for air. "I love you, Angela," he said his voice sounding raw. "Mm," Is all I could voice. I closed my eyes to enjoy the feeling a bit more, but as I did, I drifted to sleep. I awoke fully dressed and alone. Immediately I panicked. I tried to remember where I was. I looked around the room. Ok, I remembered Dimitri came and we ran away from Vladimir. Dimtiri! Where was he? Was he alright? I stood up, legs shaking. I fell down on knees my first, on the ground, dizziness took over me. It took me a moment before I could stand again and not feel dizzy. I ran to the door, and smacked into Dimitri's hard chest. His smell filled my hurt nose, and his arms wrapped around me quickly catching me. "Hey what's wrong?" He asked. I looked up to him, his face almost healed from the fight between him and Vladimir; he only had a bruise under his left eye. Other than that, he looked perfectly healthy. Noticing that he was fine, I wrapped my arms around his large frame and hugged him very close, so close I could feel his erection growing. "Thank the gods," Is all I could say, I was so scared I couldn't think straight. He groaned and placed his hands over my shoulder pushing me away but not letting me out of his grasp. "Angie, I would love to take you again but we must leave." he said trying to stay focused, but his eyes told another story. Blood rushed to my face. I still could not believe that I finally had Dimitri all to myself. "S-so where are we going?" I asked, my voice failing me. "Straight to the north, until we reach a town over there. Rumors says it's a utopia,.I think we could make it there and start a life anew, the two of us." He drew me closer and looked lovingly into my eyes. He pressed his lips on my forehead. "Come on, lets go." And with that we left the comfort of the safe house. We rode until we reached a dead forest, where Dimitri's bike ran out of gas. We walked till the sun hung on the horizon, we made a small camp site in a clearing. When the fire was lit, I sat down exhausted from the long walk. I had tripped countless of times, clearly I was slowing us down, but Dimitri never said anything. I rubbed my hands together trying to warm them up. Dimitri sat behind me and wrapped his arms around me, instantly I felt his body heat warming me. I snuggled closer to him. "Sorry it's so cold, if we stumble upon some deer, I'll make you a coat out of them." He said it so placidly, like killing an innocent animal was nothing. I quivered both in remorse and pleasure. I imagined him walking silently like a hunter, his movements slow and fluent, the epitome of masculinity. Enveloped by his warmth I fell asleep, in his arms. The next day I woke up because I felt like I was moving, when I opened my eyes I was on Dimitri's back. He was caring me, walking on really uneven ground. "Oh, morning, Angie," he said smoothly. "Morning," I told him. Looking up at the sky, I noticed that it wasn't morning, it was more like noon, the sun was purged high above. "Dimitri, you can put me down" He shook his head and kept walking. "No can do. We're walking in dangerous terrain. When we reach that clearing up ahead I'll put you down." I looked up ahead and the clearing wasn't that far, so I stayed put, snuggling closer to Dimitri's hard back. I heard as he inhaled deeply and as he walked, the crunch of dead leaves when he walked over them. "When will we reach this place you said?" I asked him resting my head on his shoulder, my eyes closed. We've been traveling for what two, three days? "We should be close, about two more days of walking I think" he said. He suddenly stopped and took a deep breath, letting it out in a rush of air. I opened my eyes and saw that we had reached the clearing, which was a small hill, and at the bottom there was a river. Dimitri kneeled and I got off his back. He stretched and cracked his back. I looked at him head to toe, instantly my blood heated and the lovely need in my pussy began to surface. I walked over to the stream and taking off my shoes I stepped in the cool water. It was bliss, the cold water lapped at my feet bringing peace to me. Like a child I began to dance and splash water around. I heard Dimitri laugh and turned towards him. He was sitting on a nearby bolder, he had taken his shirt off and his long hair was wet. I felt a surge of heat all thought my body, he looked so good. "What?" I asked him slightly embarrassed. "Nothing, you just looked so adorable dancing there." He laughed once more, his whole frame moving with his laughter. Annoyed and embarrassed I kicked some water his way. Which drenched him completely, his expression was priceless. He stood up and walked towards me, then he bent down and splashed some water at me. It was on, we played like that, splashing water at one another. All the fun and games were quickly over when he ran towards me as I splashed him, but that didn't stop him. He wrapped his arms around my small waist and lifted me up like I weighed nothing to him. Then he spun me around, in all of this I was laughing and giggling. He stopped spinning and lowered me just enough to be face to face. He had wet strands of hair on his face so I brushed them aside so that I could get a better look at his face. His blue eyes were alive with joy and happiness, and most of all, love for me. I closed the distance and meshed our lips together. Quickly that simple act rose to the next level, he opened his mouth and deepened our kiss. Our tongues danced in each other's mouths. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my core pressed to his throbbing erection. So engrossed in each other we were, that it wasn't until a bullet whisked behind my head that we were brought back to reality. Dimitri turned his attention towards the direction where the shot was fired from, at the same time I was untangling my legs from him. "Dimitri!" I heard Vladimir's voice echo through the forest and instantly my blood chilled. If it weren't for Dimitri's strong hand I would have fallen. Quickly Dimitri shoved me away, I stumbled on my feet but I heard him say to me "Run. Hide." Not giving it a second thought, I ran to the trees. Only when I was hidden in the trees did I notice that Dimitri was without his sword. I looked at where Vladimir was standing, he looked horrible. His blond hair messy, twigs and leafs in it, pants torn and you could tell he hadn't changed clothes since we left because of the dry blood on his left thigh. Vladimir began to shoot at Dimitri, thankfully Vlad's aim was off. He kept firing until the gun clicked with no ammo. Vladimir roared in anger and tossed the gun aside. He slid down the small hill taking out a knife from his ankle. "I'm gonna fucking kill you!" Vladimir screamed. "Vlad! Stop this!" Dimitri said avoiding a slash from the knife. "You traitor! You killed your comrades and tried to kill me, and you ran off with my woman!" Vlad moved in with a stabbing motion. Dimitri dogged. "You lost your mind Vlad, I was sick and tired of playing gang." Finally Dimitri moved into action while Vladimir attacked with a stabbing motion Dimitri knocked the knife out of his hands. Like he was expecting the action, Vlad threw a punch at Dimitri hitting him on his right cheek. They threw fists and kicks at each other, every time a punch or a kick hit the right place groans echoed though the empty valley. I watch the two of them fight each other. Dimitri punched Vlad on the chin that knocked him down. He rolled over giving his back to Dimitri, but he stayed there. Dimitri walked towards him to grab him by the shirt, but as he reached for him, Vlad, with a rock in hand, slammed it on Dimitri's temple. I screeched in terror, the blow was so hard it had knocked out Dimitri. Vlad took his time getting to his feet. Dimitri laid motionless in the shallow water, I had to do something. Vlad was going to kill him. I looked at the rocks around me, maybe I could smash his head with one. But that wouldn't work I was too weak to swing one hard enough. I looked at where our stuff was. There, almost shining in the sun, was Dimitri's sword. I snuck fast and quietly enough to get it. Luckily, Vlad had his back turned to me and was mumbling to himself. I took the sword in my hand and unsheathed it, it was heavy but I could managed. I silently moved closer, but just as I was about trust the sword to Vlad's back, he turned and kicked me in my ribs. I felt a sharp pain as I landed on my side in the cold water. I had no time to dwell on the pain. Vlad reached and grabbed me by the neck. He squeezed hard, I couldn't breathe well. He was laughing now, he pulled me up and lifted me into the air. I scratched his hand in a last ditch effort to pry him off me, yet to no avail. "You whore, thought I didn't notice ya? I'm gonna kill you first!" He squeezed harder this time. My vision went blurry, almost fading into black. Was I going to die? Was this really worth it? Tears streamed from my eyes as my last air reserves were spent. Suddenly, the pressure was released, I fell to the ground gasping for air. I reached for my throat rubbing it gently, then I looked over at Vlad. Blood was coming out of his lips, I lowered my gaze and saw the end of Dimitri's sword sticking out of his stomach, blood soaking his shirt. "You....bastard," Vlad hissed trhough his teeth. Behind him, Dimitri was standing, sword in hand. He pushed it in deeper and said with grief in his voice, "I'm sorry my friend," and then he rose the sword in one swift movement, cutting Vlad in half. Like that it was over; Vlad's lifeless body fell into the cold water tainting it with his red blood. I looked at Dimitri, he at me. We said nothing to each other. I tried to stand but a surge of pain coursed though my body from my right side. Dimitri quickly moved to my side and lightly touched my ribs. Pain surged though my body, I groaned in pain. Dimitri tsked and said, "Fucker, I'm afraid he might have broken some of your ribs." "I'm ok, how about you? You're bleeding" I reached up with my good hand and pushed away his hair. I gasped, he had a large gash above his eye brow. He took my hand and smiled wearily. "I'll take care of myself later, you is who am worried about." With great care he lifted me up from the cold water and walked me over to where our stuff was. "Dimitri, please take care of your eye first, we can't afford for it to get infected," I said as he put me down gently. He sighed, and agreed. As he dogged though the pack and searched for the medical kit, I closed my eyes and rested. I awoke later to the sound of Dimitri's foot moving though the gravel. I opened my eyes and saw that he was beside me with his back turned to me sword in hand. "What's wrong?" My voice sounded raspy and my throat felt dry. Without turning, he answered me with seriousness in his voice, "We got company, stay where you are and don't move." There was a moment of silence. From where I was laying I couldn't see much. It was minutes afterwards that a man shouted from somewhere, "Lay down your weapon, we have you surrounded." "Show yourself! We mean no harm," but Dimitri didn't take his hand off his sword. Another minute passed, and then I heard a ruffle of leaves. Then the crunch of gravel as someone walked closer. Then the crunching stopped, indicating that the man had stopped walking. I turned my head to look, but Dimitri's large frame was blocking my view. "Who are you?" Dimitri asked, taking his hand off his sword. The man stayed quiet for a second and said, "I would like you to answer the same question, what are you doing in my territory? And that..." What did he mean by that? "My name is Dimitri Wolven. We were on our way to what we heard was an utopia, and that... he attacked us so we defended ourselves. Now who are you?" So by "that" he meant Vladimir's body. The man sighed. "Do you know you just tainted our water source? Our machines can't filter out much of the blood." Dimitri took a step closer to the man, but he was stopped short by a bullet hitting to the side of his foot. The bullet kicked up some dirt and some landed on me. I coughed, which teased my broken ribs. I groaned in pain. Dimitri turned towards me, worry in his face. "Told you we had you surrounded. Now what's wrong with her?" Dimitri, disregarding his safety, turned his back to the man and kneeled closer to me. "Are you ok?" he asked lifting my shirt, his face twisted in worry. I nodded. "I asked you something Dimitri," the man said, clearly annoyed. Dimitri tuned his head towards the man. "The guy laying in your creek hurt her, I'm afraid she might have some broken ribs." I could see the man now. He was tall with brown hair and looked around his forties. His clothes looked nothing like ours. His were more clean. He ran his hand though his hair and sighed again. "Seriously..." he raised his hand and closed his fist. Two men and a woman emereded from behind him. "Who the hell are you?" Dimitri asked reaching for his sword. The guy holding the gun stopped and pointed it at Dimitri. "Calm the fuck down. My name is Stephan. You said you were looking for the Utopia, well I'm the leader. We noticed that our water was coming out red so we decided to check it out, and we found you here. Now stand aside, your woman needs help...John put your gun down!" He barked. Dimitri tensed up as the people walked closer to us. I reached for his arm and gave it a light squeeze. He turned towards me. "It's ok, trust them," I groaned again, the pain was getting unbearable. Dimitri relaxed somewhat and brushed his hand against my face gently. I smiled at his blurring face. I was losing consciousness. "Angela, Angela!" Dimitri shouted, I opened my eyes again. "Don't you dare close your eyes." "It hurts so much Dimitri..." "I know honey, just hang on for a while, it will be ok." Someone touched me gently from the other side; I turned my head to look at the source. The woman who had come out with the men. She spoke in a sweet tone. "Everything is going to be alright, Angela; we'll take care of you soon." From then on, everything was a blur. I remembered being carried to a car, Dimitri stood beside me through most of it, snapping me back to consciousness a couple of times. After the car stopped they carried me out but before going to a building. Dimitri was taken to another place. I tried to call out to him but my voice failed me. The woman said something along the lines of, "You'll see him soon." From then, I remember nothing else. I awoke much later, to the sound of the heart monitor. The IV in my hand bothered. Where was I? I remembered the people. I looked around, but the room was empty. My thoughts went straight to Dimitri. Where was he? I was getting nervous being alone; the heart monitor began beeping faster. A woman came in rushing to my bed side and held me down. "Calm down, Angela." "Who are you? Where's Dimitri?" I asked, my voice dry. I coughed, I felt pain from my right ribs but it wasn't as much as last time. "My name is Johan, I'm the doctor here. Dimitri is out right now, he'll be back soon though" I remembered the woman now, she was the one who kneeled beside me when I was losing .consciousness at the creek. "Water..." I asked her. She went away and quickly came back with a cup in her hand; she guided the straw to my mouth. I drank the contents and it felt divine. "Wh-" I started to say after I finished. "Don't talk; you've been out for two weeks. You were severely malnutritioned and almost dehydrated. Your insides were a mess. You had two broken ribs, and if we didn't treat you in time, the clogged blood would have killed you." I looked at her silently, asking where I was. She got my question and explained. "You're in our utopia. More specifically, in the medical ward. Listen I got some other duties to attend to, so if you need something, press this button here." She pointed at the little clicker on the side of my bed. I nodded and laid down. Johan left the room and I was left alone to my thoughts and the sound of the heart monitor. I thought about everything. We had made it, Vladimir was dead, I could live happily with Dimitri. I sighed, closed my eyes and drifted into a peaceful sleep. I awoke again feeling someone beside me. I opened my eyes and my heart fluttered. Dimitri was sitting at my side reading some papers. He looked clean. I noticed he had gotten a hair cut; his hair now reached his shoulders and not his back. I reached out and touched his thigh; he looked at me and smiled. "Morning my angel, how are you feeling?" he said sweetly brushing aside his hair. I noticed he had a scar over his left eye brow, the blow that Vladimir had done with the rock. I smiled back and said, "I'm good." I noticed that I could speak easier now. He moved closer and kissed me, instantly I melted. His lips gently meshed with mine, at that time the heart monitor began to beep loudly. Dimitri pulled away and laughed, I laughed with him. At that moment Johan came in rushing, thinking something happened to me. She eased up and sighed pinching the bridge of her nose. "Please refrain from doing anything in the infirmary." Then she walked away. Dimitri and I started to laugh again this time because of Johan. The laughter faded and I asked Dimitri, "We made it, didn't we?" He simply nodded and began petting my head. "What now?" I asked, kind of afraid to know. We could get kicked out once we got here, or worse. I didn't want to go back to being a whore. I only wanted to be with one man and he was sitting beside me. "We start our life here. I'll be working with security. You'll stay at our new home and get better, and then they say they will ask you what you did before the world went to hell and place you back into the society." I liked the sound of that, our life together, nothing impeding us otherwise. I sighed with a smile on my face. "Mm, can't I just be your loving wife at home?" He chuckled and said "Funny you should mention that..." he looked deeply in my eyes and said "How would you like to become Mrs. Wolven?" My heart started to beat faster, the beeps of the monitor got louder. Dimitri smiled, "Judging by your heart, I take that as a yes?" I nodded tears beginning to form in my eyes. He kissed me again and I knew now that we could be happy and safe.