Chapter 9

The next morning, I slowly came awake to the feeling of my cock encased in the warm wetness of a woman. I could feel her slowly undulating in the bed against me, her warm wetness caressing me with her movements.

Her back was to me, and I reached up slightly and grabbed a breast. It was then that I realized that I had Alex in my arms.

“Oh, Sir, please touch me,” she moaned softly and took my hand in hers, directing it down to her clit, where I rubbed it firmly in circles as she continued to undulate on me. And then she stiffened and I felt her spasm around me.

The soft flutters of her vagina around my cock, the gasps and moans from her orgasm, and her continuing movement on my cock, soon had me on edge and with just a couple of firm thrusts, I achieved my release, firing off shot after shot of cum into her warm and waiting womb.

And then Alex pulled away from me and I felt a mouth engulf my now wilted cock. I could tell it was Aine from the way she moaned when she tasted us. Her mouth and tongue soon had me clean, but also hard again, so she slid up beside me, put her leg over my hip, and slid me into her sex.

In just a couple of minutes, Aine was crying out her orgasm and I could feel her wetness all around me as she rode me to her completion. She was kissing me and holding me tightly, and then I felt her being pulled away and I allowed myself to be rolled over to find Susan awaiting me. She continued to roll me onto her, reaching down to ensure that I slid effortlessly into her warm and wet vagina.

I pumped a few times into her, circling my hips with each thrust, feeling Susan thrusting back against me, and then suddenly she was crying out her orgasm as well. I slowly stroked in and out of her as she rode through her orgasm, but then she pushed me off to her side, crying out ‘Enough!’

And she pushed me off, right onto Jennifere. She was lying on her stomach and as I rolled onto her, she arched her back up to meet me. I laid on her back, kissing and nuzzling her neck, savoring the smell of her hair while rubbing my cock up and down her ass.

She reached down and grabbed my cock and directed me into her. I was expecting to slide effortlessly into her wetness as I had with the other women, but I felt resistance for a moment before I popped through her sphincter and realized that I was in her ass.

Her moan when I pressed all the way in, was mostly pleasure, with just a tad of discomfort. However, Jennifere began to slowly writhe under me and I could feel her fingers brush against me as she masturbated. I began to slowly thrust into her, her hot tight ass after the three other women an exciting change.

Like the other women, Jennifere was on a hair trigger and she was soon cumming around my cock, and that sensation, of her sphincter fluttering around my cock, pushed me over the edge and I began to pump my cum into her ass.

A few minutes later, Jennifer quietly asked me to roll off her. I did and realized that we had been left alone in the bed. I pulled her to me and held her as we lay together in the quiet of the morning. I could hear the other women in the bathroom moving around and getting ready for the day, and I knew our time was limited, but I wanted to show Jennifere how much she meant to me. As I held her close to me, it was like I could feel all of her body, every cell and nerve. As I went through them, I ensured that each was strong and healthy, correcting the small imperfections I found and making sure that the detriments of time hadn’t taken a toll on her, including ensuring that her telomeres were long and healthy.

We did eventually get out of bed when Susan returned to the room and called us sleepy heads. Jennifere joined me in the shower and we made sure that we were squeaky clean before we got out. Aine and Alex were there to towel me dry, as well as Jennifere, and then I was sent off to get dressed.

After breakfast, we headed over to the hospital where there was a long line of children waiting for me. Unfortunately, only a few of them were the kids who were truly in need of my services. Many of them were simply kids with minor illnesses that their rich parents had paid off hospital administrators to have seen by me.

Of course, it wasn’t the kid’s fault that they were there, but as I healed those kids, I made their parents feel all the suffering that I was preventing them from feeling. And they had to tell everyone why they were in pain.

And the paid-off hospital administrators weren’t getting off free either. They shared the pain of the parents, and I forced them to speak only the truth, my favorite curse to counter the rich, powerful, and corrupt.

One interesting development that morning was that I learned that I could fluently understand French, or at least Québécois. When the children would speak to me in French, I could understand them perfectly, and I tried to answer them in French, but there were a lot of words that I just didn’t know until I heard them the first time.

Somehow, I got through the morning and was able to cure all the kids in the hospital who truly needed to be cured. I wondered if I was getting better at this, was it like using a muscle, the more you used it the easier it would get.

Soon enough we were in our limo and headed back into the hotel when suddenly, a large truck crashed into the side of the limo. I was thrown to the side of the vehicle, and Aine, Alex, and Susan were thrown either on top of me or to the floorboard.

A moment later, my door was wrenched open by three men in ski masks and I was pulled from the car and thrown to the ground. They reached back into the vehicle and pulled out Alex, grabbing her by the hair, and dragging her away.

I had been stunned by the crash and while aware of what was going on, it didn’t really register. Alex’s scream, however, broke me out of my stupor.

I rose to one knee and wanted nothing more than for the three men to drop dead.

And then they did.

Then Aine was beside me, her sidearm drawn, hustling Jennifere and me to the cover of an alcove in the side of the building. Alex, once she realized that she wasn’t being dragged, scampered back to where we were crouched.

Aine was scanning for where the threat was coming from, and I looked back to see where Susan was when I saw her arm hanging out of the open car door. Worse, there was blood dripping from her fingers.

Despite the danger, I ran back towards the car and saw that Susan appeared to be unconscious, but other than a cut on her arms from the broken glass, she seemed to be unharmed. She had taken a blow to the head, as she had been sitting on the side of the vehicle opposite me where the truck had struck and had several small cuts and scrapes, but otherwise appeared without major injury.

And then I saw the driver of the truck rise from the cab of his truck with a switch and an evil grin on his face.

Time stopped.

Literally, I could feel it stop. The man’s finger on the trigger of the bomb that was his truck was frozen, and around me, all movement ceased. Even the sounds of approaching sirens stopped and it became eerily silent.

Taking advantage of the pause, I grabbed Susan from the car and carried her around the corner of the building to where she would be shielded from the blast even if I couldn’t stop it from happening.

Then I grabbed Aine and Alex and moved them as well. They were stiff like a mannequin, unlike Susan who was pliable, like carrying a normal person.

Once my family was safe, I jogged over to the cab of the truck and grabbed the switch to the explosive out of the driver’s hand. Then I grabbed him and threw his stiff body onto the ground, not caring too much that he landed on his head and shoulder.

Sensing that if I broke the wires it would set off the explosion, I dropped the switch on the floor and jumped down out of the truck. As I landed, I felt time start up again. I was already moving at full speed, but the driver, reacting to the sudden pain in his head, didn’t see my fist coming and thus didn’t move when I hit him hard enough to knock him out.

In fact, I hit him so hard, it broke his neck, and I felt a cold satisfaction settle in the pit of my stomach as I watched his eyes as he struggled to take his next breath and his body wouldn’t respond.

I walked around the corner to where Aine, Alex, and Susan were still crouched so as not to startle them, but it was like they knew I was coming and quickly grabbed me and drew me into the cover of the building.

“You need to heal Susan so we can move,” Aine said once I was out of sight.

I nodded and placed a hand on Susan, doing the same thing that I did to Jennifere that morning, going through her entire body, cell by cell, and correcting anything that was injured or damaged, and ensuring her health and longevity as well.

A moment later, Susan’s eyes opened and she looked at me with awe and adoration. But before we could talk about anything, the approaching sirens arrived and suddenly we were surrounded by police in riot gear.

And then I suddenly wondered where they had been as we traveled. We were usually accompanied by a convoy of police, but just before the truck attack and immediately afterward, I hadn’t seen a single police vehicle around us.

Aine was also in no mood for their crap when they approached, pointing her gun at the cops and telling them to keep their distance until the RCMP arrived. I agreed with her and started scanning the minds of the cops on the scene, trying to understand what had happened.

Scanning the minds? Apparently, it was another skill I was developing.

While I had been able to sense what was happening to folks around me, I had increasingly been able to sense their thoughts more directly.

And it was quickly clear to me that someone had paid off the team that was supposed to escort us back to the hotel. That was what had allowed the ambush to be set and for the nearest backup to be at their furthest point away.

Only a few of the local police that were present were on the take, and none of them had known what was going to happen. But I was angry and I caused all those who were corrupt to drop to the ground unconscious. Not seeing where this new threat was coming from, the police mistakenly formed a perimeter around us facing outwards. This suited Aine who kept her side arm drawn, standing between me and the police.