“I…I think I should…go,” said Alex. Her eyes were transfixed on Tim’s. He stepped right up close to her. She was short for a soldier, and Tim had several inches on her. The uniform that she wore pushed out in the chest, hinting at an ample bust underneath.
“Do you want to go, Alex?” said Tim, leaning his face in close to her neck. “Or do you want to stay for a little bit, and talk?”
Tim brought his lips up to the skin of her neck, and kissed it. Alex seemed to shudder with pleasure and melt slightly against him. He wrapped his arms around her, and gave her a deep and passionate kiss. The two of them starting making out, tongues teasing into each other’s mouths.
“Oh god,” said Alex. “I, I can’t believe I’m…”
“Shhhh, it’s okay,” said Tim. He glanced over at Kate and saw a look of anger and disapproval on her face. She seemed to be pointing towards the door. He knew exactly what she was getting at, but his plan needed things to go a little further.
He kissed Alex several quick times in succession, and then began tearing her jumpsuit open. She was only wearing her bra and panties underneath, and after Alex pulled off her boots, she stood there in front of him, half naked. He could see now that she had an exceptional body for a soldier.
“You can’t tell anybody,” said Alex. “This can never get out…John, I mean, the General…He’s my boyfriend.”
“Oh wow, you don’t say?” said Tim. He leaned in and kissed her again, and then leaned her up against the wall, sliding her panties down and off her.
It only took him second to take out his rock hard cock. He had forgotten about just how much the curse had affected its size and girth. It took a little bit of effort to slide it inside Alex’s tight pussy, even though she was wet and ready.
“Oh god!” she cried out. Tim began pumping his member into her, pushing her up against the wall with every thrust.
“I need to know a couple of things, Alex,” he said. “And you’re going to tell me like the good slut you are,”
“Ohhhh…no, I can’t!” she said.
Tim thrust into her harder, and began roughly groping one of her breasts through her bra. He snuck his fingers inside the fabric and gave her nipple a small tweak.
“Say it!”
“I’m your slut, I’ll tell you.”
Tim smiled. Her cunt felt amazing around his cock, and the feeling of fucking her gave him a thrilling, forbidden rush. The tables had turned, at least for the moment.
“My bag, my weapon, all the stuff I had on me,” he said. “Where are they now?”
“In…in….” Alex was being fucked so hard by Tim’s dick that it took her a second to catch her breath before she could get a full sentence out. “In the room, across the hall.”
“Thank you,” Tim whispered into her ear. He pumped his cock into her harder, and felt her begin to cry out as an orgasm overtook her body.
“And the girl!” he said. “Where is the girl, Lucia?”
“I, I don’t know! Oh god!” screamed Alex. She shut her eyes tight and bit down on her lip, totally lost in orgasmic pleasure.
Tim thrust into her with as much strength as he could. He had everything they needed. They could leave now. They should leave now. But lust had swept over his mind like a fog. His hips were on autopilot, and it was impossible for him to stop himself.
“Yeah, you like that don’t you,” said Tim, feeling his anger at the situation build. “I wonder what the General is going to think of you now that I’ve used you as my slut?”
He pulled his dick out of her. Alex dropped down to her knees, still weak from the orgasm. Tim slipped his cock into her mouth and began pumping it in and out, enjoying the feeling of her lips sliding up and down his shaft.
After a couple of seconds of this, he felt himself being pushed over the brink. He pulled his cock out and sprayed his cum all of Lieutenant Alex’s face, streams of it landing on her cheeks and hair. He breathed deep for a second, and then pulled his pants up, feeling slightly embarrassed at how far things had gone.
“You are such an asshole,” said Kate. “There is no way that all of that was necessary.”
“Hey, come on,” he said. “It worked. And I admit, I’m sorry, that was a little over the top.”
Kate sighed, exhausted at his behavior, but seemed to let up. He nodded towards the door, and the two of them rushed out of their prison.
CHAPTER 41
The room across the hall was unlocked, and Tim quickly burst through the door. He scanned the room, seeing walls covered with hanging racks and large storage chest filled to the brim with contraband. His own bag was lying on the top of the pile, and when he glanced to the right, he saw his sword, still inside the holster that he had made for it so long ago, hanging from a hook.
“Luck is on our side today,” he said.
“Yeah, if ignore the part about us being captured within five minutes of entering the city,” replied Kate. She was still mad at him, and her voice was boiling with anger.
“We’re in a better spot now than we were when we got here, trust me,” said Tim. “At the very least we have a better grasp on out situation.”
He reached into the bag. All of his stuff was still inside it, untouched. He pulled out the book and opened its cover, holding it in one hand as he flipped through the pages.
“This is going to be our key out of here,” said Tim. “You might want to stand back, Kate.”
“I’ve seen what the book can do, Tim,” she said. “Is it really going to be a match for armed-“
Tim began pushing his palm down onto the pages that he recognized, cutting her off. Suddenly, there were three copies of him standing there, each with a sword in hand. The real Tim put his hand down on the book again, and all of their weapons began to glow.
“Jesus Christ,” said Kate, in awe. “Tim, just what are you planning?”
He put his palm down on the book again, and Kate seemed as though she was moving in slow motion. One of his copies scooped her up over his shoulder, and the group of them took off down the hallway, headed for the elevator.
They rode it to the building’s main floor, and were greeted by a lobby filled with dozens of soldiers when the door opened. Tim just smiled as they went to work. The clone that had been holding Kate put her down and rushed into a group of guards to his right. Tim put his hand down on the book and time once again slowed to a crawl, for everyone but him and his fellow Tims.
Each time they would swing their swords, beams of light would fly forward out of them, cutting into soldiers and severing anything they made contact with. The men they faced were at a disadvantage, even with their guns. The sound of bullets echoed through the room, but the speed of the projectiles had been slowed enough to make it easy for Tim and his copies to dodge around them.
Tim put his hand down on another page, and began to eject fire from the palm of his hand. He aimed for the building instead of his enemies, and soon enough the smell of smoke began to fill the room, prompting many of the men in the army to abandon the fight.
Chaos seemed to be erupting from every corner. Tim stayed close to Kate, and let his alternates do most of the work. They were cutting through the soldiers as though they were made of paper, and it almost seemed unfair to watch. Finally, the smoke became too thick for them to be able to see. Tim dropped down to the ground, pulling his sister with him and letting reality return to normal.
“Come on, if we stay low we can get out of here without being noticed,” he said.
“What the fuck just happened?” screamed Kate. The room was loud with the sounds of screaming soldiers, and the fire had spread to the point where it was beginning to pose an issue to the structural integrity of the walls.
“I used my secret weapon,” he said. “Let’s not waste this chance, come on!”
He led his sister across the far side of the room, towards the exit. The two of them were crawling on all fours, and sure enough, the smoke provided a curtain of stealth. It was almost unnecessar
y, by this point there were only a few men left uninjured, as it was.
It only took them about a minute to get out the door. It was the early evening, and the street was much emptier than when they had first arrived. Tim grabbed his sister’s hand and pulled her into a dark and dirty alleyway, outside of the view of the commotion.
“What now, Tim?” asked Kate. “Are we supposed to just hide out? This island’s entire military is looking for us…”
“Let’s just start with something basic, then,” said Tim
He extended his hand, and with a small amount of trepidation, Kate took it. He led her further down the alley. The area in which the military building was located was in the heart of the city, and the path they were taking seemed to be leading them out into the fringe.
The streets of Manai seemed to be winding down for the night. There were still people on the sidewalks here and there, and a couple of bicycles and cars in the street, but not enough for them to stand out as they had before. Tim wondered if there was a curfew being enforced, or if Manai just had a naturally reclusive night life.
Most of the shops they passed by were closed, but the one he was looking for, the one they needed desperately, was still open. As they walked up to it, Kate gave him a smile and nod, as if giving his plan the seal of approval. The mannequins posing in the window seemed to greet them as they entered.
“Uhm, hello,” said the woman behind the counter. She was a tanned skin Manai woman, with long dark hair and piercing hazel eyes. She was wearing a low cut black dress that just barely kept her nicely sized breasts out of view.
“Hello,” said Tim. “I’m sure you must get this fairly often, but we just washed up on shore today and are looking for a new wardrobe.”
“Really? You don’t say?” said the woman, with a clearly amused smile. “Well, come on in. My name is Rose.”
“I’m Tim, this is my sister Kate,” he said. “Hopefully you don’t regret helping us out.”
There was a wide variety of clothing spread out across the various racks in the store. Most of it looked like it was up to date with the fashions stateside, but Tim passed by it as he browsed through the selection. In the back, he found what he was looking for.
A decent percentage of the people they had encountered on the street had been wearing the native grab of Manai. Tim knew that there was no way the two of them could continue on with their current, unkempt clothing if they wanted to have any chance of avoiding capture.
“These are the more traditional clothes of the island,” said Rose. “Are you interested in trying some of it on? It’s probably going to fit a little different from what you are used to.”
“I think it’s perfect,” said Tim.
He picked out a flowing shirt with a sash around it, a pair of baggy pantaloons, and a cylindrical hat with a tassel for himself. He headed into the dressing room and began to change.
It was amazing to him that his old clothes had lasted under the abuse they had been put through. As he put on the new fabrics, the feeling of soft, clean cloth against his skin was almost a forgotten luxury. The outfit made him look completely different, and hung on him surprisingly well.
When he came out into the store, Kate had changed into a beautiful looking robe-gown contraption. It had a scarf that she could pull up over her face, and highlighted her feminine features quite nicely. She coughed after a moment, and he realized that he’d been staring at her.
“The clothes look wonderful on the both of you,” said Rose.
“Thank you, Rose,” replied Kate. “How much to we owe you?”
The conversion from American dollars to the currency of Manai was a little tricky to work out, and Tim ended up just giving her a couple twenties from his wallet. Judging from her reaction, he was sure that he overpaid, but it was far from something he could concern himself with in the moment.
“Alright, let’s go sis,” said Tim. She nodded to him, and the two started out the door.
“Thank you, Tim and Kate,” said Rose. “Come back any time!”
She moved to close the shop immediately after the two of them had left. It was late enough now that Tim began to become concerned about being the only ones on the street. It would not be a good situation for them to be in.
“Where are we going to head now?” asked Kate. “Maybe we should just try to find somewhere to regroup and spend the night?”
“That is a great idea, sis,” said Tim. “And I think I know exactly where.”
CHAPTER 42
The church of Makato was, outside of the military’s headquarters, one of the tallest and most intimidating buildings in Manai. All of the edges were curved on it, and it had a strangely Eastern Asian feel for a building located on a Caribbean island. Outside, several men dressed in white robes were lighting small lanterns hanging from the posts alongside the walkway
Tim and Kate headed forward, into the building. The door was large but relatively easy to open, made of ancient, polished wood. Inside, it was surprisingly active compared to outside. Several priests and priestess were talking with people, and leading them through doors against the edge of the walls.
“What are you expecting from this place, Tim?” asked Kate.
“I’m expecting that they probably hate the military as much as we do,” he said. “If anybody is going to help us, it’s…”
Something caught his eye that caused him to trail off. Sitting across the room, wearing traditional Manai clothing and sitting in a carved, wooden chair, was someone he knew well. Someone who’s face, he could never forget.
“Marco!” he yelled, running over. “Jesus Christ, Marco!”
The boy in the chair turned, and his mouth dropped open when he saw Tim and Kate headed towards him. He stood up slowly, as if he had just seen a ghost.
“Tim…it can’t be…is that really you?”
“Yeah man,” he said, wrapping his friend into a hug. “It is.”
The three of them broke out into laughter as they enjoyed their reunion. One of the priestesses had walked over and was standing dutifully next to them, as if waiting to see if there was anything she could do.
“What happened to you after the ship went down?” asked Tim.
“That’s my question!” he said. “I was on a life boat with a couple of other people. We got picked up by the Manai coast guard, I’ve been waiting here for the travel ban to be lifted so I could go home. How the hell did you guys make it?”
“It’s a long story,” said Tim. “We...had a rougher time than that. Somehow though, we made it through. I’ll tell you all about it once we get settled.”
“They’ve helped me here,” said Marco. “When I first arrived, the military had me imprisoned. I was in a cell with a bunch of other people, political prisoners I think, and the church eventually got us released.”
“It doesn’t seem like the situation here is that stable,” said Tim. “I think we should just get back to our main goal and try to get home. Their fight is not ours.”
“I know, I know,” said Marco. “It’s just…I owe them. They’ve been feeding me, and giving me a place to sleep. You’ll see, they can take care of you guys, too.”
Tim looked over at Kate. She was deep in thought, and seemed to be weighing their options.
“It doesn’t seem like a bad idea,” she said. “I mean, at least for tonight, and until we get a better handle on the situation.”
“Great, because I am exhausted,” said Tim. The priestess standing near them smiled at them.
“We can help the two of you, that is what the church of Makano is here for,” she said. “My name is Elsa.”
Tim took a look at her. He hadn’t noticed initially, but she was a very pretty woman. Her frame was slender, and though the robe she was wearing seemed to be of the formless and modest variety, he could see hints of a very womanly figure underneath.
“Thank you, Elsa,” he said. “My name Is Tim, and this is my sister Kate.”
“Tim…” she repeated. “
In the ancient tongue of Manai, that is close to the word for “strength”. It is a very lucky name for you.”
She seemed to blush slightly in the pause as they made eye contact. Tim smiled, and felt a strange chemistry spark between them.
“So how does this work, exactly?” he asked. “Do we just get a room in the church, or…?”
“I will have to confiscate all of your belongings,” she said. “As a foreigner, you will have to meet with the leader of our church before we can officially place you.”
“I don’t mind meeting with your leader, but I’m afraid we can’t give you our stuff,” said Tim. “It’s just not possible…”
“There are no exceptions to this rule, I’m sorry,” said Elsa. Her voice was quiet and meek, as though she almost hated having to put her foot down. Tim looked at Kate, who had her arms crossed and was clearly tired.
“Look, maybe I can convince you otherwise?” he said. “Can we talk somewhere alone for a moment? I would like to tell you a little more of what I’ve been through.”
“Tim, I don’t think that is necessary!” said Kate. Her voice was stern, and she could clearly see where things were headed.
“Sis, unless you feel like sleeping in an alley tonight, we don’t have any other choice,” whispered Tim. He turned back toward Elsa and smiled.
“…Okay,” she said after a moment of deliberation. “There is a confessional chamber off to the side that would work.”
She gestured across the room, and Tim followed behind her, feeling a strange mixture of arousal and guilt about what he was about to do. It felt perverse and a little immoral to abuse the effects of the curse on a holy woman, but it didn’t seem like there was any other way.
The two of them stepped into the confessional chamber. It was dark, and there was a strange curtain hanging inside of it, dividing it into two sections. A bench ran across the wall of one end, and Elsa sat down on it.
“It’s very tiny in here,” said Tim. “A very…tight fit for two people.”
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