Somebody Save Me - Part 3
By ZTVFemdomtales  ztvfemdomtales@gmail.com 
Part 3 of 4. Lust creeps in.


I dropped behind the box as the bullets began to fly. Billy growled as I did
so. His broken leg did not enjoy the sudden maneuver.

"Oh, I'm sorry, would you have rather us get shot?" I hissed.

"Just get me out of here!"

"As you wish, m'lord."

Of course, getting that done was going to prove a real challenge. I needed
something, anything I could use to keep those thugs at bay. That's when I
spotted the near by barrel. Oh this was one ex-machina I would never complain
about. I yanked off the lid and tossed it over the barrel at the gunmen. A
short time later the bullets stopped. They had seen the 'gunpowder' label too.

"That's right boys," I said standing up, "no more shooting today."

I kicked the barrel over and ran out the back door. I ran for the fence line
where my car awaited us on the other side.

"Freeze bitch!"

Oliver Wilson cocked his gun.

"Kid, you are not worth all this trouble."

Wilson advanced on us.

"How stupid do you have to be to think you can steal from me?"

"Awe, you think I'm pretty."

"Shut up you idiot," Billy hissed.

"Oh please."

A bullet hit the ground ... at Wilson's feet.

"What the fuck?!" he shouted.

"Did you really think I came here without backup?" I laughed.

He pointed the gun at me again. Another warning shot put him off the idea. I
ran for the fence, slipping through a hole I cut earlier. Detective Coultrane
kept his eye on the scope of his rifle.

"Get it?"

I threw the fanny pack down at his feet.

"Take it."

I put Billy in my car and drove away.

"Quit bitching," I scolded Billy.

He just glared at me as he hobbled his way into my apartment. We had been to
the doctor already, resulting in his fancy new cast. No one knew where I lived
so I figured this was a safe place to keep him until I set up the exchange
with his parents. Still we'd leave the next morning just to be safe.

"This place is a dump," he grumbled.

"I can always take you back to the warehouse."

"I'm sorry," he said, laying on the bed like I instructed.

The snide cocksure attitude was suddenly gone. For the first time I could see
the scared little boy he really was. I sighed.

"Can I get you anything?"

"No."

I sat down next to him on the bed.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

I thought for a second.

"Wanna see my tits?"

"What?!"

What was this crazy bitch getting at? This had to be a trick. She w as the one
who got him into this shit. He should still be angry at her. The truth was
knowing he was safe, knowing he was going home soon he just felt relieved. She
had taken him to the doctor, she was taking good care of him. He was able to
look at her a little differently now. Especially that body of hers. God DAMN
she was fine. When she wasn't using them to hurt and humiliate him her muscles
were very appealing. He just wanted to reach out and squeeze them.

Lord this lady was thicc! Her curves were captivating to him. Billy felt
himself get hard at the thought his head had been pressed into her tits just a
day before. They were as large as his head and he knew them to be very firm.
She seemed to know what he was thinking. That had to be why she asked.

I was very flattered. Billy hadn't been able to take his eyes off my girls
since we got here. His boner was very evident. Most of my victims didn't think
this highly of me I was sure. To be completely honest I put most my time into
my work so I didn't get too much ... male companionship as it were. That might
explain while I was in such a teasing mood. Well that and the fact I'm a
perverted bitch.

Smiling wickedly, I pulled my shirt off exposing breasts that had no need for
a bra. His eyes were wide and his breathing wild. I should have stopped there.
I could not. I grabbed his pants and began to pull them down.

"What ... ?"

I shimmed his undies down next. Know what? He was far more cooperative than he
would like to admit.

"Ready?"

"For what?" he gulped.

I grabbed his dick and began to rub. A few slow controlled strokes was all it
took to get him ready for the main event. I bent over onto all fours. I slowly
crawled up to him, slinking in between his legs. Licking my lips, I maneuvered
myself into position before pushing forward. Starting with the tip I slipped
his little man right in between. God he gasped so loud. I back up then moved
forward again. The titty fuck continued until he was good and spent. Then good
and out.

I grabbed my phone and called his parents.

"We're ready."

"Slight problem," his father told me.

"What?" I snarled.

"Someone was waiting for us. He stole the thumb drive with the WITSEC ID on
it."

"He? He who?"

"Don't know. Said he was a cop. Had this stupid leather jacket."

I did what any woman in my position would do next. I went looking for a
hooker. A bunch of them liked to hang out in the bar at the sleezy French
Coast Hotel. There was one in particular I had a bit of a thing for. About
Billy's age Lyn was a cute little blonde with a gorgeous little face. Shaped
like a heart it was a piece of art. Her defining feature was her glorious
C-Cup rack, however. Many nights were spent licking and sucking those puppies.
On paper she should hate me. I mean I've never once paid her. I just kidnap
her when I want to fuck. Oh don't give me that look, she likes it. Lyn loves
bondage. She's a dom usually tying up her Johns for some kinky fun. With me
she's the sub. It's the only time she is and she loves it.

This night she was in one of the rooms tying her John to the bed when I burst
in.

"Who the fuck are you?" he demanded.

"Don't disrespect my Mistress," Lynd snapped.

I grabbed her off the bed.

"We're going."

I looked down at her big tits.

"After."

I carried her into the bathroom practically ripping her clothes off her. I
pinned her to the shower wall kissing her hard. I undressed myself next.

"Is this him? He's so fucking cute!"

"Who the hell's this?" Billy demanded.

"Lyn," Gina explained, "your babysitter."

"Babysitter?"

"I need to go beat the ever-loving fuck out of a man. Lyn will take care of
you since you can't even get out of bed right now."

"O ... Ok."

"Just be warned you will be tied up and fucked."

"Wait ... WHAT?!"

"Have fun you two."

Then Gina was gone. Lyn looked down at him. It was only then he realized his
pants were still down.

"Oh god, this is so embarrassing."

"That," she said pointing at his dick, "is mine till she gets back."

"WHY?!"

I threw the delinquent detective across his living room sending him crashing
into his recliner, knocking it over.

"Calm ... calm down ... " he sputtered.

"I risk my ass for you and you have the fucking nerve to pull this shit?"

"Oh please you are nothing more than another fucking criminal. You won't be
happy with a clean slate. You'll just start hurting people wherever you go.
I'm not going to let that happen."

"Yes. You are."

I pulled back my fist and struck him in the face again.

Returning home I found quite the sexy sight. Billy was bound to my headboard
stretched out like the letter T. It was unnecessary, he couldn't move in that
cast after all but Lyn loved her ropes. She was wrapped around him fucking him
silly forcing him to suck her tits. I shook my head and laughed. Hopping into
the shower I found myself fingering myself to the sound of her lustful cries.
It didn't sate me.

Climbing out I yanked her off him and tied her to a chair in the corner to
watch. Naked, wet and horny and hell I took him.