Rescued?
Copyright© 2025 by Cainneach McEinri
Chapter 1: Rescued?
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 1: Rescued? - Friends of a woman learn someone plans to assassinate her. With only a few days to react, they initiate a plan to rescue her while letting those behind assassins think they were successful. This alters the destiny of both the woman and her friends.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual BiSexual Fiction Paranormal Lactation Oral Sex Pregnancy
Whether we plan our future or not, random events may alter our path to our destiny.
Some events may have a significant impact on our path, altering our path and possibly resulting in an unexpected destiny.
Friday Evening –
Susan looked around the room and sighed as she noted those attending the conference’s last reception. Although it had been a long and intense week, she was quite pleased with what she had learnt. She smiled, as she remembered her first impression of the conference’s promotional literature. The session titles were so unremarkable that she nearly tossed the literature, but for some reason had hesitated. Now she wasn’t sure why she decided to review the abstracts again before tossing the literature. After carefully rereading the abstracts, she decided that the conference was worth setting time aside to attend. While not initially apparent, it appeared that the papers would provide her with alternate approaches for multi-variant data analysis. Even so she had hesitated to consider the impact attending would have on the due dates for her current projects. Attending would result in being out of the office for a week. This would result in less flexibility in completing and delivering the projects on time especially if their were complications in the analysis.
Now that the conference was essentially over, she was very happy to have taken the time to attend. She felt that by utilizing these new approaches, it would improve the quality of the analysis. Perhaps more importantly, she now had additional tools to use. They should enable her to more readily identify true relationships in the data sets and avoid false ones.
Looking around the room, she was surprised by the relatively low attendance as this was the last opportunity for the attendees to easily interact. As she had found during this week’s receptions, the ad hoc discussions were often more valuable than the presentations. So far the ad hoc discussions had given her a clearer insight on how to utilize several of the new concepts. She had hoped that several attendees would be here tonight as she wanted to discuss some of the analysis approaches with them. On checking her watch, she was surprised by how late it was. In light of the time, she concluded that those she was hoping to see were not coming. Considering the time, she decided to indulge in another drink and a bit more food before calling it an evening.
As Susan walked toward the buffet, her movement drew the attention of several people. She responded to those who made eye contact with a warm smile and a nod as she always did. Even with that acknowledgement, she knew that very few would approach her. To her, it seemed that more often than not, she was the one to initiate a conversation.
While she was comfortable with her appearance, she knew that her height and appearance tended to intimidate people. Her preference for wearing 4 to 5 inch (~10 to 12 cm) heels, brought her height to around 6 feet 4 inches (194 cm) probably contributed to this reluctance. Wearing heels never bothered her even when she stood for long periods of time. In discussing dressage with her associates, many complained about wearing heels, especially when they had to stand for an extended time. However, a significant number were like her and experienced little or no discomfort due to wearing them for extended periods.
Tonight she wore a maroon coloured blouse, with a dark maroon pleated skirt whose hem came to just below her knees. Her long dark black hair hung down her back to her waist. With each step she took, her hair tended to move from side to side accentuating the movement of her hips. All of this was enough to draw the attention of many as she approached, then moved past them.
After getting a glass of Sauvignon Blanc, she selected several items from the buffet before moving to high table off to the side of the room. As she ate and sipped her wine, she looked around noting the different attendee groupings. While she still had several questions regarding the presentations, she didn’t see any one with whom she wanted to discuss them. Even so she had to admit that this was the wrong place to have a serious discussion that included details.
On finishing her wine, she checked her watch and decided it was time to head for home. Picking up her backpack, she headed for the exit on the other side of the room. As she threaded her way through the crowd, she was startled when someone stumbled into her. As she reestablished her balance, she was able to keep the woman from falling and spilling her drink.
“Are you okay?” queried Susan once the woman had regained her balance.
The woman squeezed her hand said softly, “Yes. Thank you.”
As the woman withdrew her hand, Susan felt a piece of paper being pressed into it. When she looked up at the woman, the woman smiled as she barely shook her head, then moved to join a group.
To Susan the incident was puzzling. This was due in part to the paper the woman had slipped into her hand. As she continued toward the exit, she slipped it into her pocket as she casually glanced around. From what she could tell, it didn’t seem like anyone had noticed the incident. She soon joined a group waiting for the elevator to the parking garage.
While waiting she was tempted to look at the paper but decided to wait until she was in her car. The group exchanged greetings then briefly chatted about the conference until exiting the elevator. Several commented that they expected there would be more detail to support the claims in several of the presentations. The comments surprised her, as she thought that the underlying concepts in those presentations were widely understood. From her perspective, she wondered if they hadn’t fully grasped how to apply the concepts.
On exiting the elevator Susan heard other footsteps nearby as she walked the short distance to her car. As she walked, she used the reflections in the parked car’s windows to monitor her surroundings. Walking alone in a parking garage in the late evening had always made her uneasy. On seeing her car, she carefully looked in the nearby cars as she approached hers.
Approaching the door to her car, she glanced in the one beside hers and saw that it was empty. On grasping the door handle, it unlocked and turned on the interior lights giving her a view of the interior. Seeing that it was unoccupied, she quickly entered then locked the doors. Sitting in the car she took a deep breathe and slowly let it out. As she did, she wondered why she felt so edgy since leaving the reception. After starting the car she thought, “I wonder if I’ve read to many mysteries, but ... why not pretend?” Then remembering the paper the woman placed in her hand, she pulled out the note, and unfolded it. On it was, ‘watch your back.’
“Strange warning,” she thought, “I wonder what was behind the warning. Did it relate to activities at the conference? Was it related to my current analysis projects? Oh, well. The woman went to a lot of effort to deliver the message so I guess I should be a bit more cautious.”
After letting several cars pass, she headed in the direction of the garage’s exit. On she exiting, she turned toward home. As she had read in stories, she attempted to monitor the cars behind her, to see if she was being followed. It wasn’t long before she realized that monitoring who was behind you while driving at night was considerably more difficult than the stories led you to believe. Considering the issue, she decided that it would be far easier to place a GPS transmitter on a car you wanted to follow. With that realization, she decided it was fairly pointless to monitor the cars behind her unless it was obvious.
By the time, she was close to her condo, there was hardly any traffic around her. As she turned on to the street leading to her condo’s parking garage entrance, a glance in the rearview mirror told her that she was alone. She laughed as she thought, “All that anxiety for nothing. Oh, well.”
After clearing the garage’s entrance gate, she noticed two vans with the familiar Castle Security logos. She thought, “My, they are working late.”
Entering her condo, without thinking, she quickly cancelled the alarm then set the perimeter alarm. Once the perimeter alarm was set and acknowledged, she sighed as she relaxed. Then turning toward the living area, she noticed that a light was on. It puzzled her as she didn’t remember having the light on. Then she wondered if she had misread the alarm status when she set the perimeter alarm. She frowned as it seemed that she had missed something. After considering it for a moment, she decided that she probably hadn’t turned the light off when she had left on Sunday.
Even so she paused, as she considered, why was there still a sense of unease. What was her intuition telling her? Why was she anxious? Was there some hidden threat? Again, considering her current projects, the raw data was not of a sensitive nature. When she did the preliminary data analysis for the proposals, there hadn’t been any indication of a sensitive nature. So far all she had noted were vague trends in group dynamics. Is the warning note the source of my unease?
On exiting the vestibule, she gasped on seeing, Jan, Jen, and Jo in the living room. Every time she met them she was amazed at how similar they looked. While she knew they weren’t, their appearance was so similar she thought that they at times could pass for triplets. They were similar in height standing some 5 feet 10 inches or so. They were slender with a moderate bust. All three had light blue eyes. Their hair color differed only in its shade which was brown with reddish streaks.
She said, “Good evening. I hope you haven’t been waiting long as I don’t remember asking you all to visit.”
Jan, Jen, and Jo responded, “Good evening.”
After changing hugs, Jan continued, “You didn’t ask for a meeting. We are here due to a strange situation in which we find ourselves. Knowing you as well as we do, we thought we should discuss the situation with you before proceeding. When we arrived, we were surprised to discover that you weren’t here. Considering the reason we are here, we decided to enter and wait for your return.”
“This sounds rather mysterious, which adds to other mysteries of the evening,” responded Susan. “Before you begin, would you like some refreshment? I know I could use a cup of coffee.”
Jo smiled as she said, “That will be easy, as we made some earlier while we waited for you to return. I’ll get it.”
Susan sat down across from her visitors while Jo went for the coffee.
Jen said, “We hope that by us entering without your expressed permission, hasn’t hurt our relationship. We really expected you to be here when we arrived.”
“Well, normally I would have been. This week I’ve been attending a statistics conference. Every evening there has been a reception, which was an opportunity to discuss with attendees their impression of the topics presented.”
As she took a cup from Jo, she said, “Thanks. So what’s up?”
Jan began, “First a little background on why we are here. Earlier this week, we were approached by a client whom we’ve worked with several times in the past. Like you, they know that our past talents include more than those we currently use. They asked us to move a woman from her current location before Saturday morning and to quietly send her to a safe location that they’ve arranged. This effort was due to them learning that the woman was the subject of a termination contract. It is an unusual contract, as the contractor was to destroy all of her possessions at the time of termination.
“Well after some discussion, we decided to accept, in part because our client indicated to us that it was of the upmost importance to them. Even though we accepted the contract, they apparently sensed our apprehension. To address, this they provided us with a bit of background on their relationship with this person. After confirming what we could, we indicated that we were willing to proceed. We then received the relevant information along with detailed instructions on how they wanted us to accomplish the task. We were initially surprised by the detail. However on reviewing it, we realized it gave us all the information we needed.
“We thought it was strange that the person’s location was in this building, however its significance didn’t register until we arrived at your door. I suspect that was due to the compressed timeline. So while waiting for your return, we’ve spent the time considering how we missed the clues that you were the target and whether to proceed as proposed. We are certain that you are the intended victim. As you may have guessed, the plan was for us to wear masks and essentially abduct the person then initiate their transfer to a safe location. However after considering everything and knowing you as well as we do, we decided to seek your willing participation in your rescue.”
“Seriously?” exclaimed Susan.
“Yes,” replied Jen softly. “Okay. One reason we agreed to accept this task not realizing who was at risk, was due to the fact that this client has never given us bad or incorrect information. The client advised us that they went to high school with the target, but were two years behind her. According to them while attending high school there was an event that prompted several of you to promise each other that you would ‘watch the others back’.”
Susan gasped when she heard the phrase. She exhaled as tears formed in her eyes as she remembered the tragic event that prompted the pledge.
After giving Susan a moment, Jen continued, “Our client indicated that they have only seen you a few times since you graduated high school. Those were while you were in college, as they were students there. They did indicate that they sought to contact you in college, but weren’t successful. They will share more details with you about the situation that prompted them to enlist our services once you are in a secure location. Our task is to move you from here in such a way that only the four of us know how it was accomplished. We don’t know your destination. Once you are safely out of the building, our instructions direct us to hand you off to a private courier.”
“Did you have someone give me a note?”
“What note?” asked Jan with a frown.
Susan then related the incident as she left the reception. She then handed the note to Jan.
Jen said, “I gather the wording of the note has some significance.”\
“Yes. It fits with what those hiring you alluded to, which was an ugly incident when I was in high school. In recovering from the shock of what transpired, several of us made that pledge to each other.”
Susan was quiet for several minutes as she remembered what occurred in high school then considered what Jan and Jen had implied. To confirm her sense of the situation she queried, “So I am going whether I want to or not?”
“Well, to me it is pretty much a choice of living or dying,” responded Jen. “At this point, we think it is in your best interest to willingly let us proceed with the plan your friends created. An advantage you now have is that you know your friends are seeking to ensure to protect you from a deadly threat. To me, it would be much scarier to be essentially abducted by people wearing masks, even though they would give you was the same background information we just did. So now your anxiety will hopefully be minimal during your journey.”
“Good point, although it is still a bit scary. So what preparations have you made?”
Jo said, “I’ve packed up all the items I could find in your office that I thought you would want. This includes the disk drives from your computer. Not knowing what was intended, the drives were mirrored before replacing them. Several of your mementos that seemed significant were included, but not all as the room needs to look occupied. If you have a safe, I didn’t find it.”
“The data on the mirrored drives will not be accessible cause the disk’s serial number changed. So thanks for packing the original ones. There is a safe. I’ll open it for you in a moment. The locked desk drawer?”
“I was able to pick the lock. After opening it, I checked for hidden compartments. Nice job.”
Smiling Susan said, “Thanks. What next?”
Jan responded, “After you open the safe for Jo, we need to package you for shipment.”
“Excuse me?” responded Susan with a puzzled expression.
“Essentially, you will make your journey sealed up in a crate. The crate will be labeled delicate instrument. While traveling, you will be chaperoned all the way to your destination.”
“You’ve got to be kidding.”
“Nope. While it is an experience we have not had, we think you will be reasonably comfortable but essentially isolated from your surroundings. Think about it. Who would associate a crate marked with ‘Delicate Instrument’ tags with a person being inside it? The crate does have tracking devices in it.”
“Good point. How long?”
“We aren’t sure, but we think less than a day.”
Jen said, “Shall we begin?”
“Okay,” replied Susan slowly, while wondering just how comfortable she would be inside a crate. Even though she agreed, she was still a bit apprehensive. Again she thought of the pledge and what prompted it but couldn’t recall those with whom she had shared it. The fact she knew Jan, Jen and Jo pretty well and the accuracy of their information eased most of her concerns.
Susan rose then went to her office. Entering she looked around and noticed that a few mementos were missing. After thinking about them, she agreed with their choices. She went to the decorative panel above the credenza. She pushed on the two corners, causing it to pop out. She slide the panel to the side exposing the safe. After opening it, she said, “While I likely don’t need all the safe’s contents, let’s include them. None of the contents relate to my data analysis projects. To put the panel back in place, use two hands and push it against the recess in the wall.”
“Will do,” replied Jo.
On entering her bedroom, Jan said, “To begin, you need to undress.”
Susan quickly unbuttoned her blouse. Next she unfastened the skirt’s waist band, then unzipped it, letting it fall to the floor. After unbuttoning her blouse, she pushed it off her shoulders, letting it slide down her arms then drop to the floor. Stepping out of her skirt, she picked up the skirt and blouse then hung both in the closet. Before she could reach behind her, she felt fingers release her bra. Shrugging her shoulder, she let it to slide down her arms then tossed it in the hamper. She slid her panties off then tossed them into the hamper. After releasing her nylons from the garter belt, it was unhooked then tossed them into the hamper. After slipping off her high heels, she pushed her nylons down her legs then tossed them in the hamper.
Once she was standing barefoot, Jen placed a band around each of her upper arms. She then felt a cool object touch her back. When she attempted to move her arms, she felt something press against her back. Looking at her image in the full length mirror, she could see the bands around her upper arms were connected by a strap across her back. As she had discovered, this kept her from moving upper arms forward or to the side.
Seeing where she was looking Jan said, “The bands on your upper arms are connected by a strap. Its purpose is to stabilize your arms while you are in the crate. Next we need to fit you with a different pair of high heels, so please sit down on the bed, so Jen can put them on”
Susan went over to the bed then sat down and promptly raised one foot. She watched as Jen slipped a high heel shoe on her foot then secured the latches. Without prompting she raised her other foot. Once the closures were secured, the shoes felt snug and cool but were very comfortable. The shoes were a boot style that completely covered her feet to well above her ankles. She wondered why the shoes felt wet. She was impressed by their appearance. The shoes’ heels appeared to be a little taller than what she normally wore but with a wider heel.
Jen said, “Now stand up and take a few steps.”
Susan stood with Jen’s help, then took a few steps. She was surprised by their comfort. There weren’t any issues with stability which was an issue she sometimes had with taller heels. She attributed her stability to the wider heel. The coolness she initially felt was no longer apparent.
Jan asked, “Comfortable?”
“Yes.”
“Good. You probably noticed that the shoes were damp. That is so they will easily conform to your feet without constricting them. The next preparation step is for you to have you two enemas. After the second one, you will be fitted with butt plug and a catheter. This is done due to you not having access to a bathroom during your trip which will last for several hours. By doing this, it avoids the possibility of creating a stink and drawing unwanted attention.”
“Okay,” she replied as she shrugged.
Jen guided her into the bathroom. After spreading a towel on the floor, she helped Susan lay down on it. After administering enema, Jen massaged Susan’s abdomen for several minutes before helping Susan up and on to the stool.
After a few moments, Jen said, “Are you done?”
Susan nodded, “I think so. It does feel weird.”
“Okay, one more time.” Jen helped her kneel on the floor, then administered a second dose using slightly more fluid than the first. After massaging Susan’s abdomen for a few minutes, Jen again assisted Susan up, and over to the toilet.
While relieving herself, Susan watched uneasily as Jen applied grease to a butt plug. Seeing her concern, Jen said, “The purpose of the butt plug is to ensure that you won’t leak during the trip. This butt plug is small enough that you will hardly notice it when inserted. This indentation helps keep it from being forcibly ejected. Once inserted, the inside portion will expand slightly. This is to help ensure that it remains in place. By providing you with only a liquid diet during your trip, it should avoid the need for a bowel movement. Now stand up so you can be wiped.”
“Now kneel on the towel then lean forward to rest your shoulders on the stool.” Jen steadied Susan as she followed her instructions. Jen then picked up the butt plug and placed it against Susan’s asshole. After rubbing the tip around the entrance, she pushed it slowly in to Susan’s asshole until it closed around butt plug’s narrow neck. Susan moaned as it reach its full depth, then felt it expand slightly resulting in a strange sensation. She was surprised that it wasn’t as uncomfortable as she anticipated.
“Comfortable?” asked Jen.
Susan responded with a shrug, then said, “It feels odd.”
“That was my impression as well. Now we need you to lay on your back and spread your legs.” Jen assisted Susan role onto her back and remain on the towels.
Susan watched with apprehension as Jen greased up a catheter. Once greased, Jen knelt beside Susan. Pushing Susan’s labia apart, she then pressed the catheter against the urethra entrance. After a moment, Susan felt it slide slowly into her causing her to grimace.
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