Runaways · Part 4

Runaways · Part 4 (4/6)
Previous · Next

Ten minutes later, Matt was once again sitting in Jackie's office. She leaned back in her chair and gazed across her desk at him.

"So let me get this straight," she said, eyeing him warily. "You want to buy their contract from me for fifty grand?" Matt nodded. Jackie leaned forward, clasping her hands together on her desk blotter, and met Matt's stare.

"It seems like a very generous offer," she said thoughtfully. "But you've only been with them a little over an hour and you're willing to pay that much? It makes me think maybe you're trying to pull a fast one on me. What makes these two worth that much to you?"

Matt shrugged. "My fiancé is quite taken with the blonde, as am I, but she won't go without her friend. Simple as that." His face gave no indication of any deception. Jackie sat back again in her plush leather chair and gave him a slight smile.

"I don't think so. I could make that much off them in only a few weeks," she said in a quiet, but firm tone.

Matt was unfazed. "Maybe. But they're not virgins anymore. Plus," he added with a dismissive wave, "the brunette's practically comatose. Bob really used her rough." Jackie eyed him again, trying to read his eyes. But Matt was a skilled businessman and negotiator. His expression told her nothing.

Jackie pondered this for a moment. She had seen the footage from the cameras they had hidden in the room and it was true, the brunette was useless for her purposes. She also knew that the blonde was still a virgin and big money could still be earned from her.

She smiled. "Double your price and they're yours."

Matt gave her a knowing smile. "Jackie, be reasonable. Fifty is a very generous offer."

She shook her head. "No, I don't think so. My price is one hundred thousand. Take it or leave it."

Matt sighed and stood up. Jackie assumed he had given up, but he had one more card to play. He leaned over her desk, looking her straight in the eye. "No, that's too much. And you know it," he said, his eyes never wavering from hers.

Jackie's lips formed a cold smile. "And I also know that you didn't fuck the blonde, meaning she's still a valuable commodity to me!"

Matt raised one eyebrow, then straightened up and folded his arms over his chest. "Well, well… so much for your much touted client privacy. Just how many cameras do you have hidden in that room?" Jackie, realizing what she'd said, just stared at him. He leaned over her desk again, his face inches from hers and his eyes retaining their cold, steely stare. "I don't think that's something you'd like to get out, would you?" He kept his eyes locked on hers until she broke away and leaned back, a scowl on her face.

"You really play hardball," she said flatly, her eyes cold. "Very well, fifty grand." She leaned forward. "And I never see you or your sick friend in here again!"

Matt straightened up. "Deal. I'll be back with the cash in a hour. Please have Lisa and the girls moved to another room. My sick colleague is still busy with Julia and I don't want him around the others." Jackie nodded.

"Very well." She picked up a phone and punched a number. "Andrea, could you please move the female client and the two girls to one of the other suites for an hour?… No, leave the others there. I'll explain later… Thank you." She hung up the phone and stood up. "One more thing… I don't want these girls bringing any heat back on me. You keep them isolated. I'll have their parents' houses watched. If I see either of them, or you, around there, their parents will suffer. Make sure they both understand that." Matt hesitated. He had intended to take the girls back to their families. Jackie held her ground and he nodded. At least they would be away from here. "Good," she said. "You have one hour. One minute late and the deal's off." Matt nodded and left her office, wondering just what he had gotten himself into.

– To Be Continued… –

Part 4

An hour later, Jen stood next to the black limo holding Alyson as Lisa opened the door for them. Matt passed a thick white envelope to Jackie and climbed in after them. They rode in silence as the car drove down the long, dark driveway, through the gates, and onto the street. Jen watched through the tinted back window as their prison faded into the night then disappeared completely as they rounded a turn. She settled back into the soft leather seat, her hand gripping Alyson's, and wondered what their future now held.

"That's the last you'll ever see of that place," Lisa said with a warm smile.

Jen looked at her. "We've never seen the outside. We were drugged when they brought us there. We woke up naked in small rooms in the basement."

Lisa looked at Matt, shaking her head. "That's so unfair. If we had known how bad they treated you, forcing you into a life like that…" Her voice trailed off and she looked away in shame. Matt put his arm around Lisa and looked at the two teenagers across from him.

"But now what are we going to do with you? You two cost me nearly eighty grand today," he said.

Jen's mouth dropped open. "Eighty grand?!"

Lisa nodded. "It was thirty thousand for our… party. Bob paid some of that. Then Matt paid Jackie another fifty for your freedom."

Alyson was listening. "Th…thank you," she said, her voice barely a whisper. It was the first time she'd spoken since she was raped..

Jen hugged her. "We'll find a way to repay you. I… we promise."

Matt smiled. "We'll talk about that later. First let's get Alyson taken care of. I think a doctor should check her over." He placed his hands on theirs and smiled warmly. Jen smiled back, her eyes glistening with tears of gratitude. Alyson even managed a slight smile before closing her eyes and resting her head on Jen's shoulder.

The car wound its way through the city streets before turning north onto a two lane highway that led out of the city. Jen and Alyson were soon both sound asleep as the long black limo made its way further and further from the city, and their homes.

Several hours later, the car turned into a secluded drive with a gate across it. The driver slid a card into a slot next to the car and the gate slid open. They passed through and the metal gate slid shut behind them. Closed circuit security cameras followed them as the car passed along the narrow twisting lane lined with tall pine trees. Jen and Alyson were still sound asleep when the car stopped in front of a large log home on the shore of an isolated lake. They carried the exhausted girls into the house without waking them, up to a large guest room and laid them together in the large bed. Lisa pulled a thick comforter over them and left a note on the night stand, then they quietly closed the door behind them and retired to the master suite in the other wing.

Jen blinked at the sunlight that streamed in through the window onto her face. She slowly opened her eyes and peered in confusion at the red and white checkered curtains. Then she realized that she was dressed. That hadn't happened since the day Andrea had captured them. Slowly, her mind began to clear and last night's events came back to her. First the sex, then leaving with Matt and Lisa. But that was all she could recall.

She felt movement on the bed behind her and she froze. 'Oh no!,' she thought, 'What happened here!?'

"Jen?," the sleepy voice asked. "Is that you?" Jen rolled over and was relieved to see it was Alyson lying next to her.

"Aly!," she cried, embracing her friend. Then she pulled away, remembering the hell Alyson had gone through. "Are you all right?"

Alyson shrugged, looking around the bright, cheery room with its red and white curtains and thick log walls. "I don't know. I think so, but… where are we?"

Jen got up and went over to the window. She gazed out over a sparkling lake surrounded by trees and some low mountains. "I don't know. It must belong to Matt and Lisa." She turned back to Alyson, who winced as she sat up. Jen rushed over to her.

"You're not all right!" Alyson groaned as she stood up. Her eye was turning from a sick yellow to an ugly black where Bob had struck her. "I'll be ok. Just a little sore.. " she touched her crotch and made a face. "… here."

Jen's eyes filled with tears. "That asshole!," she spat. "I'd like to kick him in the balls!"

Alyson took her hand and smiled. "I know," she whispered and kissed Jen's cheek. Jen sniffed and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. She noticed two chairs flanking an open door to a bathroom.

"Hey! We got a bathroom! Why don't you go first?" Alyson shook her head.

"No, you go ahead. I want to look around."

Jen smiled and kissed her forehead. "Ok. I won't be long." She went into the bathroom and closed the door. Alyson looked over the room with it's high log rafters, dormer windows, and matching log furniture. There was a large woven rug covering the hardwood floors and a few natural paintings were hung on the walls. It was very nice. A friendly and inviting room. Her eyes fell on a piece of paper lying on a pine dresser near another door. She went over and picked up the paper. It was a hand written note.

'Jen and Alyson: We hope you slept ok. We didn't want to wake you when we got here. Make yourselves at home. There are towels, toothbrushes, soap, and shampoo in the bathroom and plenty of clothes in the closet that should fit you. Come on downstairs whenever you're ready. Matt and Lisa'

Alyson put the note down and opened the door next to the dresser to reveal a huge walk-in closet. She walked in slowly, examining the clothes hanging from the racks. There were dresses, skirts, jeans, tops, and t-shirts. On the other wall were built in drawers containing new packages of socks, panties, bras, and nylons. Next to the drawers was a shoe rack containing everything from high heeled dress shoes to hiking boots.

"Alyson? Where are you?"

"In here!," she called out as she looked through the underwear for something that would fit her.

"Wow!," Jen exclaimed as she entered the closet. "Whose is this?"

Alyson pulled out a pair of panties and continued looking for the right size bra. "According to the note on the dresser, it's ours," she said. Jen retrieved the note and quickly read it.

"All right then!," Jen said with a grin. "Why don't you go have a shower while I pick out something to wear!" Alyson smiled and began undressing. Jen found herself watching, unable to pull her eyes from Alyson's body as she slowly undressed.

Alyson was aware of Jen's eyes on her as she undressed, but it didn't bother her. It actually kind of excited her that Jen found her attractive. She dropped her tattered skirt to the floor and turned to face Jen with a slight smile. As their eyes met, Jen nervously turned her head, pretending to look at the shoes. Alyson came closer and took her hand. Jen turned and found herself looking into her friend's deep blue eyes, so warm and beautiful. Alyson placed Jen's hand on her bare breast and kissed her on the lips.

"It's ok, Jen," she whispered. "Come on. You can wash my back." They walked hand in hand to the bathroom. Jen dropped her skirt and shredded blouse along the way.

Matt and Lisa were sitting on the couch sipping coffee when the girls came down the long curving log staircase from the second level. Both wore jeans; Jen in a red t-shirt, while Alyson had chosen a denim work shirt.

"Good morning, ladies!," Matt called out cheerily. "Did you sleep ok?"

Lisa stood up and smiled warmly as they approached. "I see you found something that fit you." She looked at Alyson, concern in her eyes. "How are you, honey? Do you want to see a doctor?"

Alyson gave her a shy smile. "Uh, no… thanks. I'll be ok."

Matt eyed her warily. "Are you sure? That eye looks quite sore, and after Bob…" He felt his anger rising and he stopped himself, inhaling a deep breath. "Let's just say that you had a pretty rough night." Alyson sat nervously on the edge of the couch that faced the one Matt and Lisa were sitting on. Jen sat down next to her.

"No," she said. "I'll be ok. I'm just a little sore."

Lisa seemed dubious, but acquiesced. "Can we offer you some breakfast? Anything you want!"

Jen looked at Alyson, then to Lisa. "Waffles?" She knew it was Alyson's favorite.

Lisa smiled. "You got it. Just give me twenty minutes." She disappeared through a set of swinging doors. Matt looked over at the two pretty young girls on the couch across from him. Despite what had happened, he was still very attracted to them, especially Jen.

"Where are we?," Alyson asked. Jen also looked over at him, her silky, freshly washed hair shining in the morning sunlight.

"And when can we go home?," she added.

Matt sighed. He stood up and went over to the large plate glass windows that practically filled the wall overlooking the lake, from floor level to the rafters two stories up. After a moment, he turned to face the girls.

"This is my vacation home," he said. "And I'm afraid you'll have to stay here for a while." Jen felt her blood run cold. Had they traded one prison for another? She looked at Alyson, who looked equally afraid, then back over to Matt.

"B… but I thought you rescued us so we could go home?," Jen asked in a shaky voice.

Matt took another breath and went back over to the couch. "I know. And that was what I wanted to do." He sat down. "You see, Jackie is afraid you'll bring the cops back to her place so she made it a condition of your release that I keep you isolated. She… said that she knew where you lived and if she saw either of you there, or me, that she…" He paused and looked down. "She said she would hurt your families." He looked back up at them. "I'm sorry. I tried to talk her out of it, but she wouldn't budge. And I couldn't bear the thought of leaving you there."

Jen and Alyson looked at each other and back to Matt. There was something in his eyes, a kind of sorrow, that told them he was telling the truth. "B… but we wouldn't tell anyone! We just want to go home!," Jen said, her eyes welling up.

Matt nodded and shook his head. "I know, but I think part of the reason was just to be a bitch. I had to use some… persuasion to get her to agree to release you." He saw their questioning looks and smiled. "Ok, it was blackmail, I admit it. Anyway, I think she just did it out of spite. I'm sorry." He stood up. "It could be worse," he said, gesturing around the large house and grounds. "I own everything you see. We have horses and plenty of trails. You're free to go anywhere you like, on the property, that is."

Jen looked at Alyson. "It is nice," she said. "And I've always wanted to learn how to ride." She looked into Alyson's eyes and saw them soften a little.

"It seems like we have no choice," Alyson replied resignedly. "And it is a lot better than… before." Jen hugged her and Alyson returned her warm embrace. They separated and Alyson turned to Matt. "Can we at least call our parents? Let them know we're ok?"

Matt frowned and looked thoughtful. "I don't know. She said not to go home, but she didn't say you couldn't call. I better make sure, just in case they somehow managed to tap into your parent's phones. I don't want to put your families in any risk."

"Come and get it!," Lisa called from the kitchen.

Matt ushered the two teens ahead of him toward the kitchen. "Let me look into it, ok?"

"Thank you," Jen said, and gave him a peck on the cheek.

"You're very welcome!," he replied as they went into the eating area of the kitchen. "After you eat, I'll show you around, then I'll call Jackie."

Later that night, Jen and Alyson walked into the same room they'd slept in the night before. Lisa had offered them each their own rooms, but Alyson didn't want to be separated from Jen. Jen felt the same way and the idea of sharing a bed with Alyson excited her. Their shower that morning hadn't involved any sexual activity, although they did kiss a little. Alyson was still hurting, both physically and emotionally, and Jen didn't want to push her.

"I like it here," Jen said, sprawling on her back on the king sized bed. "Aren't the horses beautiful?"

Alyson nodded, eyeing Jen's heaving breasts. "It's very nice, as far as prisons go." She began unbuttoning her shirt.

Jen propped herself up on her elbows, her breasts stretching the fabric of the t-shirt. "It's a whole lot better than our previous accommodations!" She watched while Alyson removed her shirt, walked over to the makeup table, and sat down. She picked up a brush and started brushing her hair. Jen got up and walked over behind her, watching her face in the mirror.

"Here, let me do that," she said softly, taking the brush from Alyson's hand. As she brushed Alyson's soft hair, Alyson closed her eyes and smiled.

"That feels nice!," Alyson sighed. "I love it when someone brushes my hair. Mom used to…" She stopped, her eyes filling with tears. Jen pulled her to her feet and they held onto one another for a long time.

Finally Jen said, "Let's get some sleep. They got ready for bed and crawled under the covers. Jen spooned Alyson and they soon fell asleep, feeling safe and loved in each others arms.

The weeks passed. Jackie had given in and allowed them to each make a short phone call to let their parents know they were alive and well. They had to tell them that they were runaways and weren't coming back, but not to worry. Alyson had nearly broken down while talking to her mother, who pleaded with her to come home. She had cried herself to sleep that night while Jen held her.

They began to feel more comfortable with their surroundings. Lisa and Matt showed them around the ranch and taught them how to ride and care for the horses. Jen spent a lot of time in the stables with the horses while Alyson was content to read or watch TV. Her physical scars healed and emotionally she began to act more like herself. Every night, her and Jen went to bed, sometimes naked, but nothing happened beyond heavy petting and kissing. Jen was anxious to make love to Alyson, but she didn't want to push her.

One night as they were getting ready for bed, Alyson said, "Matt really likes you, you know."

Jen shrugged and pulled back the sheets. "Sure, he likes you, too."

Alyson shook her head and crawled between the sheets. "That's not what I mean. He still wants to… have sex with you."

Jen pulled the covers over her t-shirt clad body and gave Alyson a quizzical look. "Really? He hasn't said anything."

Alyson smiled and turned off the light. "I've seen him looking at you. Trust me, he does!"

Jen thought a moment, letting her eyes adjust to the dark room. "Do you think I should? I mean, I do like him… and it might be fun!"

Alyson frowned, thankful that Jen couldn't see the look of jealousy on her face in the darkness. "What about Lisa?"

"She'd probably want to be there, too." She took Alyson's hand. "What about you? Would you mind? Or would you want to be there, too?"

Alyson shook her head. Every time she thought about sex, even with Jen, the image of Bob's leering face popped into her head. "I… I don't think…"

Jen rolled over and propped her face on her hand. "Aly, you were raped – brutally. Sex isn't supposed to be like that. Maybe if… if you were with someone caring, like Matt,… and Lisa, it would help you recover."

Alyson thought her words over. Maybe she was right, but she was terrified even at the thought of someone touching her in that way. Even with her deep feelings for Jen, it was hard for her to allow her to touch her. "Maybe someday, but not yet." Wanting to change the subject, she smiled at Jen in the gloom. "But if you're gonna do this, I heard them making plans for tonight. Maybe they'd like some company!"

Jen's eyes sparkled. "Really? Hmm…"

Matt and Lisa embraced in their room, their tongues probing, seeking out the other's. Matt's hand cupped her firm breast over her t-shirt and she sighed as his fingers lightly caressed her erect nipple. She pulled away, breaking off their kiss, and playfully grasped his stiffening cock over his boxer shorts. Grinning, her pulled his t-shirt over his head while she removed hers. She was reaching for the waistband of his shorts when their door swung open.

Jen stood alone in the hallway, wearing only her short t-shirt and looking a little unsure. Lisa smiled and beckoned her in. Matt turned in time to see Jen's small bare ass peeking out from under her shirt as she closed the door behind her.

"Hi, honey. Is everything all right?," Lisa said softly as Jen walked over to her. She looked at Lisa, then over to Matt. Her eyes took in his hard, bare chest, then dropped to the thick bulge in his boxers.

"No," she replied, her eyes still on his boxers. "I… I just wanted…" Lisa turned her head back to look into her eyes.

"Would you like to join us?," she asked her softly. Jen smiled weakly and nodded. Lisa smiled warmly and pulled Jen's body to hers. They embraced and kissed, their tongues dancing together sensually. When they pulled apart, Lisa said, "Is Alyson coming?"

Jen shook her head. "I asked her to, but she said she wasn't ready yet."

Lisa smiled. "Why don't you and Matt find something to do? I'll go and talk to her." She slipped her shirt back on and gave them each a peck on the lips. "Hopefully, I'll be right back with her!," she said with a sexy grin and slipped out the door.

Jen turned to Matt. "Hi," she said softly, her eyes searching his. They moved closer, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Jen's hands went to his bare chest and she caressed it sensuously. Matt pulled her small body to his, stroking her back over the thin t-shirt.

Jen lowered her hands to his shorts. They broke off the kiss and stared into each others eyes. Matt smiled and lifted her t-shirt up and over her head., revealing her young, sexy body. Her firm tits needed no support, the nipples stiff. The enticing scent of her virgin pussy reached his nose, taking him back to the day at Jackie's when he last smelled and tasted her.

"My god! You are absolutely perfect!," he exclaimed, stepping back to admire her. She blushed and smiled, then dropped to her knees. She began pulling his boxers down. His hard cock sprang out at her, the head shiny and glistening with precum. She was again amazed at the size of it. She kissed it tenderly, then slowly slid her lips over the soft head. It was so thick that it completely filled her mouth. Once again, she found herself wondering how the huge cock would fit inside her tiny pussy. This time, however, her fear wasn't as strong.

Matt moaned loudly as Jen worked her tongue around the head of his cock. She teased the sensitive area just under the head, then sucked nearly half of the long thick organ into her warm, moist mouth. He gasped in pleasure and threw his head back as she stroked his shaft while stil

Runaways · Part 4 (4/6)
Previous · Next