Chapter 10

With the psycho doctor gone, and the young man’s condition stable, I knew I had to get out of there before I passed out. I headed down to the ground floor and out of the hospital, to the car where Frank and Maggie were waiting. I managed to get in the back seat and close the door before the fatigue finally took me from consciousness.

When I awoke, I was in bed back at the refuge. Anita was laying there next to me, her hand draped across my bare chest. They had taken the recording device off me. I could hear noise in the other room, so I got up and went out to the main room, and Anita followed me out. The rest of the crew were at the kitchen table, listening to the conversation that had been captured with the device.

“ ... Using my superior intellect, I was able to deduce where you were, so it was only a matter of time. In fact, I was just getting ready to send the next thug in, when you saved me the bother...”

Frank stopped the recording when he noticed me at the doorway. “Good work - you’ve managed to get from him the confession that we need. Linked with the other evidence we’ve gathered from the incident at the clinic, we have enough to put out a warrant for his arrest.”

“How do you feel?” Maggie asked.

“Drained,” I replied. “He tried to murder one of the patients that was in a coma. If I hadn’t been there, that young man would be dead by now. This pyscho just won’t let it go - it looks like he’ll stop at nothing to get what he wants.”

“That pyscho is Doctor George Witherand, a specialist in immunology, with interests in genetics and ‘regenerative medicine’ - the study of extending the human lifespan.” Frank said. “He was making promising advancements in medical science when he published a paper about living forever. His paper was widely critised, and he became a laughing stock in medical research. After that, his research funding was slashed, and he went largely underground.”

“That was a few years ago now,” Maggie added. “Since that time there’s been a number of strange murders, where it looks like the victim was subjected to medical experiments. We suspected some kind of pyschopath, but since discovering our pyscho doctor it now makes sense. It looks like he’s the serial killer the police have been looking for. Now we have a name, and evidence, it’s only a matter of time before they catch him.”

I was concerned for everyone; it’s obvious Witherand had found the nearby village - what would happen if he discovered our refuge? I didn’t want to put people at risk.

“Maybe it’s time we split up,” I began. “I think we’d all be safer if we went our separate ways...”

The response was immediate and concurrent - “No!” “Absolutely Not!” “Never!” “I can’t believe you’re saying that!” “I won’t leave you!”. The crew wouldn’t let it go.

Anita held onto me tightly, her head on my shoulder. “I won’t leave you! You are everything to me - where would I go?” I could feel her rapidly breathing, and her heart rate suddenly accelerated. “I will stay here with you, no matter what! I don’t care what he tries, I’m not leaving you! My life is here with you, not anywhere else!”

Maggie came closer to the bed and put her hand on my chest. “Same goes for me - I’m not leaving, and I’m not going to let anyone hurt you! You gave me my Jamie back, and that’s a debt I’ll never be able to pay!”

Frank came closer to the bed too, his arms around Maggie. “Same here. What she said!”

Nikita climbed onto the bed and curled up around my feet. “I wouldn’t be walking today if it wasn’t for you - I live to serve you, master.”

Carol watched everyone declare their loyalty to me, and then sat by my side and put her hand on my thigh. “You’re stuck with us all, I’m afraid! We’re in this together, no turning back.”

With everyone one so close, I could feel the emotions that were flowing in the room. It felt like a river of gratitude, love that seemed to just envelope us all. I closed my eyes and focussed on the sensations that we were feeling. It was like I could somehow synchronise them all together, as we came into alignment with each other, I could feel another emotion rising out of the sea of love - passion. I cocked my head to one side, as if I was listening to an unusual sound. It was like I could sample this new emotion, I could hear it’s melody, and the rhythm that was underlying the melody started to build in intensity. As it came into focus, I could sense the others could feel it too.

I started to get aroused. My cock rose to attention, like a groggy soldier awaking from sleep. I inhaled the passion that I could sense, and the grogginess dissipated. I could feel my dick swell and my passion turned to lust.

Anita reacted first. Despite the presence of the others, she unashamedly sat up, and stripped off her clothes and underwear. I looked over at her breasts, and noticed that her nipples were standing to proud attention. She lay back down next to me, her lips planting small kisses all over my chest and nipples.

Nikita did the same, stripping off her clothes and then kneeling by my feet. She started massaging my feet, and bending over to plant kisses along my feet and legs.

Maggie and Frank undressed, Frank helping Maggie out of her shirt and bra, and then undoing her pants. He slid the panties down her legs, all the time while she ran her hands up and down my arm and my chest. Frank quickly slipped off his clothes, and stood behind Maggie, his cock sandwiched in her ass.

Carol disrobed, and then leant over and took my cock in her mouth. I could feel her passion as she fellated me, her tongue swirling around the ridge of my cock head. She slowly started bobbing up and down, her hands stroking my shaft. I could feel my cock getting larger as my arousal grew.

I motioned to Nikita. “Come up here, sweetheart”. She immediately stood up on the bed, and I repositioned her so she was squatting over my face. As she lowered her pussy to my face, I could smell her arousal, and could see drops glistening on her pussy lips. As my tongue touched her tender folds, I could feel her sigh in pleasure.

Maggie bent over and latched onto one of my nipples. As she did that I found one of her breasts with my hand and started to draw circles around it. I could feel her tongue on my nipple, each stroke causing pleasure to course down my body to my cock. Suddenly she jumped. Although I couldn’t see anything other than Nikita’s pussy, I could tell that Frank had entered Maggies cunt from behind. He setup a slow rhythm that caused the bed to rock gently.