Midnight
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Episode 75: AFTERSHOCK
BDSM Sex Story: Episode 75: AFTERSHOCK - Midnight Amador had no life. It began when the Man in Black said it could.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Slavery BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction BDSM MaleDom Humiliation Rough Sadistic Torture White Male White Female Hispanic Male Indian Male Indian Female Anal Sex Exhibitionism Sex Toys Voyeurism Public Sex
Charleston, South Carolina! The former estate of the late Professor Tomas Sylver, now belonging to Nick Sanchez. Well, deed in progress! His slave was more than willing to give it up. In more ways than one!
“Skinny dip!”
Youthful Santee beauty Crimson Merrick dove into the Olympic size swimming pool as if she owned the place. Joined by Lillian Dawn Bearpaw the two swam below the surface admiring one another’s perfect bodies. Having gone to high school together they had always gotten along shall we say swimmingly. Oddly enough, now that Crimson had her taste for another woman in her girlfriend Jasmine Riviera, Lillian was looking pretty appealing. As the slave whom her Kami Nick Sanchez had designated as Esclava, she was devoted to sex and sensuality with any and all who desired her. While at this very moment she was told to be herself until she returned to Caretaker and Harbinger Shoals, Lillian Dawn was trying to cope with both worlds.
A lingering dose of X-AP347 given to her prior to leaving town had her hormones in a playful mood. Complicated by the saliva added to her meal by Opal Savage and her constant use of a similar drug called T16R355 aka Tigress, the big pussy needed fed. Living a life of nudity and shining bright, all she could think about was the next orgasm. Crimson herself might still harbor a hint of Tigress as well, Opal offering she and Jasmine a taste. So yes, more fish in the see! Sea, nearby!
Bodyguard requested, FBI photographer Maxine Park stood along the poolside having shed her own clothing to join the girls. After the hacker Eloise Dyson aka ShadowBitch warned her of an imminent attack out at Harbinger Shoals via cellphone, static took over disrupting communication. While yes, it had the Korean cutie concerned for Nick and those in his extended family, her job here today was to watch over Dawn and Crimson. No new information coming through for now, all she could do was stay aware of her surroundings.
“What am I doing? This isn’t some vacation. I need to get dressed and be more mindful of our situation. Nothing may come our way, but if someone knows Lillian is related to this Raymond Scott and they are going out of their way to destroy evidence, holding her hostage makes sense as a fallback plan. That’s why Nick called me. Since I involved myself I placed a target on my ass. The walls around this swimming pool hurt any visuals, be it mine or the enemy. Alarms around the property help, but with static on my phone that could mean even those are out of whack. Fuck me! Nude or not, I need to make rounds. The girls are at least occupying themselves and out of the way.”
Strangely enough, Maxine collected her katana from a lounge chaise and eyed the perimeter of the walls, deciding which would be the likeliest attack point. Well-trained by her father’s clan she could almost sense trouble. “Goosebumps and nipple erection. Those never fail me.” Carrying her sheathed weapon, she decided the highest point was either inside the mansion up in the attic or the high dive here at the pool. “Best option to remain close to those two means I balance up on the board there.”
Leaving her katana by the steps she scaled the ladder and stood regally as she looked around her. “I should have known this wasn’t high enough. Only one closer option. Walk the wall!” Climbing down she claimed her blade and used its sling around her shoulders to free up her hands.
A short sprint toward the wall in her bare feet she shot up the barrier as if Spider Woman. Standing atop it she could now see the backyard. “No signs of activity in the back forty.” Prowling the wall like a common housecat she rounded the edges until seeing her car parked and the front gates.
“Maybe I will get off lucky and not have any problems. A swim does sound good to relax the nerves.” Following the wall around she convinced herself that they were going to be alright. “Just jump in head first.” Down the wall she dropped and landed on a cushioned chaise. Not even her weight buckled the perch. “I had better keep my mirror here close just in case.”
Laying her blade at water’s edge she dove into the water and felt alive. Navigating the depths she located Lillian and Crimson. “Wonderful! The two of them are making out and pawing one another up. Hey! Enjoy your private time, at least it keeps you calm.”
Peripheral passion spotted Maxine coasting by them at a safe distance, Crimson parting lips of shared oxygen. Smirking she pointed at Max and lured Lillian up for a quick breath then back down to give chase. Like dolphins charging, the girls caught up to Maxine and pinned her against the submerged wall of the pool. Maxine bulged her eyes at the twin sharks circling her. “What are you two up to?” As if she couldn’t guess!
Both girls zeroed in on Maxine’s areolas and devoured them, hands roaming her tummy until locating a sweet vulva. “I’m not gay you bitches!” She was for the moment. There was no fighting back without hurting feelings so Max let it continue. Hetero or not she did miss the touch of another person.
A sudden fantasy of Nick Sanchez watching the threesome had her expelling necessary air. Lillian heading up first took in more air then dove under to kiss Maxine and offer life. Crimson realized her own need and headed up briefly collecting precious seconds. Back down she went to find Lillian on her knees in the pool and eating out Maxine. Lip lock salvation Crimson could feel Maxine’s moans echo as if sonar. Nice!
Eyes open as if sensing a stir Maxine noticed blood in the pool water from the opposite side. Blood gushing from a severed arm that somehow ended up in the water. Pushing Crimson away then kicking at Lillian, Max used the pool wall to plant her feet and thrust herself out into the water. The girls seeing her panic, headed straight up to the surface. Not their smartest move but they couldn’t remain under without air. Before the girls could even gasp they found a man in a suit pointing a gun at them.
“Which of you is Lillian Bearpaw?”
“Me!” Crimson blurted! “Are you FBI?”
“As if I’d work for those squirrels. Out of the water. MOVE!”
Crouching down he extended his free hand, Crimson in reaction reached up and claimed it. Just as they clenched grips Lillian rose up and grabbed his pantleg and used the wall for leverage. Between the two of them they pulled him off balance and headfirst into the water. Teaming up on him they fought his gun hand, bullets zipping through the water due to an itchy trigger finger. Mormon Rhodes loved women like any red-blooded American male but these two were quickly getting on his nerves.
At the other end of the pool Maxine surfaced to find a man bleeding out with an arrow in his chest. Instantly recognizing the bolt by its feathers she looked around for other intruders. A loud splash thanks to the girls she peered back to see bubbling up water from a resistance battle.
Out of nowhere one of her twin Sais flew from the wall and into the water midway between she and the ladies. Diving back under she located her gleaming weapon and shot off at Mormon. Thankfully, bullets were shooting straight up. Like a runaway torpedo Maxine entered the combat zone and shoved her sai into his scrotum. The look in Mormon’s eyes at the moment of testicle rupture he drowned. The girls abandoning him to sink hit open air and drew in what was important.
“Who are these guys?” Crimson coughed up.
“Enemy! There’s another one over there. If there are two there might be more. We have to make it to Tom’s panic room. Follow me!” Leaving the water the three of them raced toward the house when an arrow hit a pillar by the French doors leading inside.
“They’re using bows and arrows.” Lillian shrieked!
“No! Those are friendly fire. We have familiar backup which I did not know was in the states. They will help us stay alive. That was a warning shot that the interior has been compromised.”
“Back door!” Lillian nodded! “It leads into Tom’s trophy room. We can cut through there into the basement.” Agreeing, Maxine ran for her katana and snatched it up in a flyby move. Three naked beauties hurried to that door to find it ajar. “Shit! Someone beat us to it.”
“We have nowhere else to run.”
Max inhaled deeply then realized something. “Perfume! I know that scent.” Keeping the knowledge to herself Maxine led the ladies indoors on stealth mode. A large sectional sofa surrounded by taxidermy wildlife came into view. “Dead body!” Maxine mumbled seeing a gunman seated on the sectional with a tomahawk buried in his skull. “Now that is not my backup.”
“Who is this backup?” Crimson whispered!
“Korean posse! My father must have agents in Charleston. Funny how they did not interfere at the parking garage. I would guess with only two problems at the time they allowed me to shine.” Eying Lillian’s glistening body she winked. “You stand out like a beacon.”
“Kami insisted!”
“Right!”
“You would look stunning in such a gloss.”
“Topic for another time. Whomever hatchet fucked that guy has to be on our side. Definitely not Korean barbershop!”
“Is there a house phone to call out?” Crimson whined!
“No power!” Maxine tried a lamp. “Can we even get into the panic room without power to open the locks?”
“Good question! In all of my time serving under Tom I was never inside that room. There was no need. I do know Tom had a generator and a CB radio in the vault.”
“Fumes from a generator could harm us. Besides that, if we go down there and can’t get in we pin ourselves in with nowhere to run.”
“Actually! There’s a hidden manhole that goes under the property and into the sewer system.”
“Why would Tom have that?”
“Technically, it was on the property before Tom’s family built the manor. Bootlegging tunnels that got turned into sewer runways.”
“Okay! Alternative! I was not certain but I smelled perfume when we first stepped inside. Agent McKenna Grace wore that scent. She should be guarding Lloyd Halifax though.”
“Was it her who scalped that guy over there?” Crimson shrugged with uncertainty.
“Maybe! Less gunfire to attract attention. Why she is here is what spooks me. She shouldn’t be.”
“Ambushed at the lighthouse. I can play the whisper game too.” Came a voice a mere twenty feet away hiding behind of all things a taxidermy Wildebeest. Finger to her lips for silence she pointed out a shadow cast from outside a window. Lloyd Halifax also reared his head up as if stressed. Of course, he was.
“How did you escape?” Sign language! Nice! Impressed, McKenna performed her handy reply. “Oh! You came up through the sewers. How did you know about those?”
“Long story! Tell you later. Let’s live to talk about it.”
A thumb upward response ended the signing as Maxine stood up and gallantly walked out into the living room where it was the brightest. Using her katana blade as a reflective source she captured sunlight and sent it at the shadow. A man quickly stepped into view and started to report in by headset when an arrow literally pierced his left ear and out the right. Falling against the glass he slid down it until dead. It would take more than Windex to get the red out.
“That was a Chang-Wook shot if I ever saw one. Father sent the orphans to ghost me without my knowing. While I’m glad for the assist I moved to the states to be independent. I do not like having a babysitter.” Enough thinking! Daring to head downstairs first, Maxine found the panic room and tested the door. “Locked of course, it needs a code. What am I saying there’s no power to process said code.”
Lips pressed tightly she located that hidden tunnel entrance as left open by McKenna and Lloyd. “Let’s hope these guys don’t know about the manhole.” Closing it she pushed a heavy bookcase over the top of it.
Heading back upstairs Maxine boldly waltzed right out the door she came in from, leaving the girls with McKenna. If Lloyd was still alive and kicking that meant McKenna could be trusted. Free to lead with her own shadow she traveled the length of the pool until finding another body with an arrow through his eye pinning him to an outdoor towel cabinet. “Eye shot! Trademark Ho- Yeon. Chang- Wook and Ho- Yeon are probably the only two sent by father. Those two are invisible. I guarantee before any FBI gets here the arrows will be gone too. Thanks guys!” She blew kisses in all directions then went to a gate onlooking the driveway. Her car sat with flattened tires which made it no use as an escape vehicle.
“Okay, so, four dead bodies. How many are still out there?”
A car alarm suddenly began crying out, flashing headlights across the street. Freaked out by his car coming alive the driver tried to start his car but found the ignition not complying. Abandoning it a man with binoculars started to run off when a police cruiser rolled up on him and literally ran him over. Thrown twenty feet the man died instantly.
“Make that five.”
Using a CB and speaker the officers called out. “Sylver House! You have help on the way.” Hiding a bit longer five other police units pulled up and barricaded the road in all directions. Last but not least FBI units pulled up and Special Agent Don Monroe made an appearance.
Using her blade again as a reflective signature Maxine let Monroe know she was alright. “I hope you read morse code.” Sure enough, Don cast her a salute and left his gun behind to walk toward the gates to the estate. Nightlights began coming on to show restored power even if it was broad daylight out. The gates opening for Don, he made his way inside to find Maxine using her katana blade to mask her nipples and a modest hand over her vagina. “Don’t mind me! I didn’t have time to get dressed.”
“I don’t even care, Park! As long as you’re safe. Everyone here good?”
“Last I saw them. I’m pretty certain they were in good hands.” She turned her back to him to lead Don into the pool. Now he was looking at that perfect ass. Impossible not to!
“Dead soldiers. You do that?”
“Wish I could take the credit. Don’t ask, I can’t indulge. Let’s just say I had help.” Back door to the trophy room they found McKenna Grace watching over Lloyd and the ladies. Seated on that sectional with the dead body it looked awkward.
“Grace! Good job! Ramirez informed me in private that he sent you and Halifax through the sewers. Elijah is stable. This event just shows the Bureau that it doesn’t know its own agents.”
“Are my wife and kids safe?” Lloyd perked up. Not even sitting next to naked beauties kept his attention.
“They are. We’ve moved them twice in the last two hours. Private cars instead of Bureau. No cellphones to track them. Only I and the transporter know the destination. Once this blows over I’ll reunite you.”
“Thanks, Don!”
“Why is everyone naked?”
“Skinny dipping!” Crimson chuckled! “Agent Grace wouldn’t let us go find something to wear.”
“Not until I knew it would be safe.”
“Oh, here!” Lloyd volunteered his button-down shirt to Lillian but she turned it over to Crimson. Kami said no clothing, so, no clothing!
“Want my jacket Park?” Don offered!
“I’m good! My bag is upstairs.”
“Everyone stay put until we’ve swept the house for any other invaders. McKenna with me. Park you guard Lloyd and the slaves.”
“Not a slave.” Crimson put her hand up. “But thanks for the concern.”
“Whatever! Oh! Your master had his shadow call me...”
“I can fill the whores in Agent Monroe.”
The TV across from them came on now that the power was restored. Eloise Dyson in silhouette threw her hands out. “Come to Momma Shadow my babies. I’m happy you all survived. Nicky told me to tell you that Midnight is safe. Harbinger Shoals was a madhouse for a spell, but things are calm now. Opie was on a rampage. Oh, two casualties though! Caretaker Officer Herbie DeWhitt and a REZ officer by the name of Ben Squatting Wolf died.” Both Crimson and Lillian pouted over hearing of Ben’s passing. They had both gone to high school with him. “Nicky is paying for the funerals. Ben’s wife and kid will get a nice pension.”
“So, grandfather is also safe?” Lillian asked!
“Undisturbed! Well, a little more dust might have covered his resting spot. Bomb ordinance went off but not directly inside his crypt. Get this Lilypad, your little buddy Hamburglar pulled a grenade pin and blew up the bomber.”
“Hamburglar?” Monroe scratched his head.
“Raccoon!” Lillian smiled! “He will be rewarded.”
“Chicken nuggets on Nicky!” Dyson laughed! “Hey, Monroe! I ran your current POPO talent outside. No red flags so, I think you’re good to go. Oh, and Nicky will cover the hospital stay for Agent Ramirez too. Keep your eyes and ears open though, the lighthouse double agent slipped under my radar. I’m good, but not perfect. ShadowBitch out!” The TV went black.
“Grace? I changed my mind. You stay! Lead the women after they get dressed, once I have the greenlight.” Using a shoulder mic Don called in police officers to assist in checking out the mansion. Ten minutes later Don got a confirmation. “Alright! Ladies find some clothing.”
“I will remain naked.” Lillian defied him! “Only Kami can tell me to hide my body.”
“At this point I don’t fucking care. Suit yourself! This place is under guard until morning. I have enough troops out there to fend off an army. Hunker down and I’ll be in touch. McKenna? You and Park babysit upstairs. I’ll have my teams surround the estate and the ground floor. Get some rest.”