by Luna Maye
“I promise I haven’t used it to spy on you. I just thought that if you felt unsafe again, I could have a way to check it out for you quickly.”
Mina lay back down, settling into his chest once more. She didn’t look upset but she did have peculiar expression on her face, as if the wheels were spinning inside her head. “Okay, I guess I understand. I do appreciate you thinking about me and I guess as long as you weren’t invading my privacy then it’s okay.”
He relaxed a little more after that, lazily swinging in the hammock with her and occasionally throwing a ball or toy Andy brought to them to fetch. After a while, Mina got up and prepared to return home. They would both rather be staying together, but she had progress updates from Isabel on the new girls and she wanted to be at the compound early enough to hear them. He walked her to her bike, glad she decided to ride back rather than walking through the trees. It just seemed a little dangerous to make that trek at night without lights.
After he left her with a passionate kiss and a little love pat on her ass to send her off, he watched her taillights until they faded from view at the edge of his drive.
18
Mina
Mina tried to shake it off on the way home, during the meeting with her girls and now as she stepped inside her room, ready to settle in for the night — but somehow she knew for certain she was being watched. The lingering paranoia from the last few days built into a full-fledged fear. She looked out her bedroom window, anxious to scan her surroundings but seeing nothing in the dark. Going out onto the balcony and searching the area with a flashlight also revealed nothing and so she decided to put it from her mind, taking a hot bath and slipping into her new nightgown from Rita to give her some measure of comfort.
Lying back on her pillows, Mina struggled to get comfortable. She was antsy and nervous all over again and nothing had been missing tonight, even after she gave the room a full inspection. When she flopped over on her belly for what felt like the hundredth time, she remembered that if she asked, Victor could see her from across the property. She dove for her phone, eager to text him, to know he was awake and alert with her, but she didn’t want to be needy.
She held the phone in her hands for a few minutes, too hesitant to hit send and then an idea hit her. If he could see her and see her clearly, she could certainly make this worth his while. Instead of texting, she dialed his number, setting the phone on speaker up near her pillow.
“Hello? Mina?” He sounded sleepy but still awake. She must have caught him right as he settled in for the night.
“Victor? I know it’s late but I just missed you a little that’s all.” She worked her voice up to be a little sexier than normal and lay back on her pillows, making sure her hair fanned out behind her just right. She pulled the top of her nightgown down a little and pushed the hem up, exposing herself from the waist down.
“Oh is that it? I’m glad to hear it. I’ll talk to you for a while like we did the other night if it will help you sleep?” She could hear him shuffling around, trying to find a comfortable spot in bed, just as she had minutes ago.
“Well actually I thought you might go out to the scope, so you could see me while we talk.” She didn’t want to sound too hopeful about it, but she shouldn’t have been concerned. He immediately agreed. She heard him walking out his back door and let her thighs fall open wide. With one hand she pulled her labia apart and with the other she began gently circling her clit. Once she heard him sit down in a folding chair in front of the scope, she couldn’t help but let out an excited whine.
“Oh fuck. Baby, is that all for me?” He sounded out of breath already and she heard him shifting in his seat.
She nodded and felt even more wetness drip out of her as she added more pressure to her clit and shifted to sink one finger deeper in her pussy. “You said next time I needed you, you would take care of me. Tell me what to do.”
Victor groaned and Mina could hear the snap of the elastic in his boxers as he pulled them down. She felt certain he already had one hand wrapped around his thick cock.
“I want you to add another finger Mina, that’s it just two. Push them in deeper and use your other hand on your nipples, I know how sensitive those are. Pump your fingers, baby, harder. Yes that’s right.”
Mina whimpered in response. How had he learned her body so quickly? And more importantly how had every other man in the Cheap Tricks over the years not been able to find one single hot button of pleasure when Victor had identified so many?
“Victor, it’s not enough. It will never be as good as your cock. I want it inside me so deep, why won’t you let me have it?” She was whining now and although she was a little ashamed of how needy for him she’d become, she was too engrossed in the moment, in her steadily building need and Victor’s commanding presence that she couldn’t be bothered to care too much.
“I’m close, tell me about you. I can’t see you.” She tried not to sound too anxious, but she was desperate to know if she affected him as strongly as he did her.
“I’ve been hard all day, Mina.” He all but growled it out, his voice growing gruffer, his breaths harsher. “When you called me over here, seeing you spread out like a feast for me made cum dribble down my legs before I even got my boxers down. I can’t stroke it hard enough or fast enough to do your mouth justice, and I can’t even let myself imagine the way your pussy might feel or else I’ll come.”
Mina smiled at that, her arousal ramping up alongside her satisfaction. She moved her fingers back down to her clit, putting the pressure on it that she needed while finding her g-spot.
“Oh, Mina I can see you’re almost there. I want you to wait until I say so, okay?”
“Okay, I’ll try.” She pushed harder bringing herself right up to the edge, letting her need show on her face, but still he didn’t relent. She could hear him now, working himself faster on the other end of the line and with every soft grunt and groan he let out, she rode the razor’s edge a little harder.
“Victor, faster, harder, show me you can take me higher.” She heard his breath hitch at his name and his pace turned frantic.
“You taste so good, I wish I could feel you come on my lips, I need it. Please give it to me.” Her heart stutter-stepped as she heard his desperate gasps on the other end of the phone, it sounded like he was a breathless, as boneless as she could be in the next few seconds if he would only give in and let her come.
She tried to match it, pushing herself harder and picturing him there with her until she heard the words she had been so desperate to hear.
“Come.”
When they finished, she whispered her goodbye over the phone. Hanging up quickly and adjusting her nightgown back to normal, she left her lamp on and crawled under the covers letting the high from her orgasm lull her into a light sleep.
19
Victor
Victor was never going to be able to go to sleep, not after that performance. Damn, his girl was hot. He gently tucked his abused cock back into his boxers and grabbed a towel hanging on a hook near his outdoor shower to wipe up his stomach. When he sat back down at the scope, Mina was laying in her bed, her eyes closed and her face relaxed. She looked so soft in sleep, vulnerable and pure, unlike the ballsy little seductress he knew she was during all her waking hours. He sighed, cradling his hands behind his head with his fingers threaded and settling in. She left the light on just enough for him to see her clearly and it probably made her sleep easier knowing he was right here with her.
Today had been such a full day and he knew their easy laughter and teamwork during supper were just samples of how they might handle a life together. In a matter of days, he had been completely and utterly owned by the petite spitfire sleeping in front of him and he was unabashed in his affection for her. He wanted to give her the world if he could, but he hoped she would settle for his love, a semi-successful airstrip and a very overgrown, fluffy white dog. Maybe in the future a handful of babies for them to nurture and love together. He snort
ed a little, Rita would have a field day with their little one, not to mention what would happen if Shelli got her hands on their kid, they might never get it back.
He was so caught up in his fantasies, he failed to register the movement at the side of the scope’s viewfinder until he could see the door into Mina’s room swing slowly open. He sat up, his body on full alert, tension thick in every muscle. It was dark further from the circle of light around Mina’s bed. He could see a figure moving slowly toward her, dressed in dark clothes an access keycard to the automated gate dangled from his gloved hands, and Victor saw Tara’s name at the top. When Mina brought her back to the club, they never checked to make sure it was deactivated, especially since she had been asked to leave it behind when she left. The prowler must be moving quietly, because Mina hadn’t roused yet and she wasn’t a particularly heavy sleeper. Was this one of the new girls playing a prank on her? The figure’s body was slight enough that it could be. He watched on, intent on any signs of movement in the room until the figure came to stop at the edge of her bed, revealing a scarred, deeply lined face, sandy, scraggly hair and a hand on the opposite side of his body holding a gun.
Victor bolted up from his seat so fast he toppled the tripod and the chair. Sprinting into his room, he grabbed the pistol from his nightstand and ran barefoot as fast as he could through the trees. Rocks and brush scraped at the soles of his bare feet but he didn’t feel a thing. He had one mission and it was to make it to Mina on time.
“Mina! Mina! Anyone get her! He’s got her, he’s got Mina! Isabel, Shelli, Reina, come on, he’s got her!” He screamed until he was hoarse, hoping someone, anyone would hear him and go to her. Save her.
He burst through the trees at speeds he had never before achieved, in time to see the man take off down the county road to the east, with Mina slumped over on his bike, her hands tied and eyes closed.
He felt his heart grow cold. He hadn’t heard a shot so odds were she was still alive, just unconscious, but the fact that the man had her was enough to break him. He spun on his heels at a sound behind him, his hands coming up ready to fight.
“It’s just me Victor. What were you screaming about? Why are you basically naked?” Shelli had come out of her house behind him, Isabel trailing behind her. Both women were in sleep shorts and tank tops, completely unaware his heart was shattering to pieces in front of them.
“A man came and took Mina. He just rode off east on the county road on a motorcycle. I was watching her and he just stepped inside her bedroom while she was sleeping and took her with a gun. I couldn’t get here in time. I couldn’t…”
He sank down to his knees, his head in his hands. He would allow himself 60 seconds to feel hopeless and then he would emerge with a plan. Rescue was what he did, his special skill and at one point, his livelihood. He could do this for her.
When he looked up, Shelli was running back to her house, her bare feet slapping down on the tile and Isabel had thrown her tank top off over her head and was shucking her shorts on the way back to her room. Apparently they didn’t need even a few seconds to think.
Reina, I need Reina. He ran to the mechanic shop where Reina lived in a built in apartment and pounded on the door as hard as he could. She came out fully clothed but groggy as if she had fallen asleep on the couch.
“I need as many guns as you can put together on short notice, anything you have with night vision capabilities, a satellite map, some spike strips and a vehicle.” He didn’t pause or breathe during his statements, rattling off his commands quickly and precisely, a commander giving orders. Reina was a former ATF agent who went undercover with a one percenter gang in Reno. At the end of her assignment, she never felt comfortable in the regular 9 to 5 world again and she came to the Honeys, retaining some of her special gear, skills and contacts.
“Clothes, you also need clothes,” she yawned a little. Looking up at him and the frantic Shelli and Isabel running up now dressed from behind him. “What’s going on?”
“Mina’s been taken.” That was all he needed to say. All he could say.
“Oh you’re going to need so much more than what you just asked for.” Reina’s face was immediately hard and cold. She shifted to law enforcement mode so fast it almost gave him whiplash and then she was the one firing off orders. “Taken by who? Where? When?”
“Minutes ago, tonight, a man with a scarred face, sandy hair and a gun, riding east on the county road on a motorcycle. Mina was unconscious but no shots were fired. He had Tara’s old keycard, that’s how we missed him through the gates.” He rattled the facts off precisely, not mincing words and following closely behind Reina as she grabbed a go-bag out from behind her front door, leading them into the shop to gather up everything else they might need.
“Shelli, can you bring your car around? It’s pretty much a tank and we’ll need it for the gear.” Reina paused, grabbing a line of spike strips and precision rifle from behind a set of shelves. Jeez, what all was she hiding out here? This dang shop was full of secrets.
“Victor, quit looking at me like you’ve never seen a woman with tools before. Go grab one of the spare bikes from around back. You do know how to ride don’t you? I’ll grab you some clothes from my apartment.” She walked away, on a mission and not even giving him a secondary glance. He snapped out of it and grabbed a plain black softail from behind the shop, pulling it around to meet Shelli, Isabel and Reina out front. Isabel was already astride her bike, with Shelli finishing up loading the supplies in her car.
Reina threw a pair of track pants and a t-shirt to Victor, which he quickly put on. Then she brought him a pair of sneakers, which surprisingly looked like they’d fit. He looked at her, an eyebrow raised. “We’re not even going to talk about this right now, just be glad you’re not naked anymore, alright?”
“Mattie is coming to keep watch,” Isabel yelled over the engine noise from where she sat on her bike. Shelli closed the back hatch to her SUV and hopped in the drivers seat with Reina as her passenger.
“Alright, we’ll follow the way they went and look for signs of a turnoff or a place they could hole up for the night. I doubt he’d try to go far with her unconscious like that and he’s going to want to get her hid out quickly. We should get Shelli settled in somewhere she can watch the road discretely and ask Moises to watch for additional men from the other direction. We’ll see if we can box them into the canyon.”
He looked at the other women, sizing up their grit, their readiness to sacrifice for their friend and he wasn’t disappointed. Shelli was clearly in mama bear mode, Isabel was stone cold and Reina, well, she was a special kind of scary.
“Do you know how to use that rifle if the situation calls for it?” He looked Reina straight in the eye, gauging her confidence.
“I’ve used it before and I won’t hesitate to use is again,” she said softly, meeting his gaze directly. That was all he needed to know.
“Alright, let’s go get our girl back.” He got on the borrowed bike and the crew left en masse. He and Isabel rode closely by his side with Shelli following behind. They met Mattie on their way out of the compound, waving to him as they went. He buzzed past them on an ATV, while Moises waited for them at the gates in a side-by-side. Shelli relayed their plan to have him watch one end of the road while she watched the other and he stayed at the gate while Shelli decided to go out further east to try to get ahead of them.
As they rode down the dark stretch of desert road, Victor came to a full understanding of Mina’s love for the women in her club. It was a true sisterhood and he respected the hell out of her leadership of the group, all of the women had responded so quickly, so selflessly in her time of need. Now they just had to find her and bring her back, so they could all be together again.
20
Mina
Mina was groggy and grimy when she woke, her head throbbing as if a freight train ran her over. Blackness was all she could see, so much so she rapidly blinked her eyes to make sure they were really open. She
could feel dirt at her back, under her seated butt, under her hands, nothing but dirt. She took a deep breath trying not to panic. What happened? Had she been sleepwalking and ended up outside? She never sleepwalked before.
No, this was different, her hands were bound in front of her and she could feel something wet oozing down the side of her face. Had she been taken from the clubhouse? How long was she asleep? Oh god, were the other girls okay?
She called out for them softly, trying to hear signs of life near her.
Above her, she heard a scuffling noise and some dirt and rocks skittered down into the hole she was apparently in. A flashlight beam, blindingly bright shone down onto her. She shielded her eyes, squinting up at the light.
“Looky what we have here. The bitch is finally awake.” A gruff voice called out from above her, how far, she couldn’t tell. His response left her at a crossroads. She didn’t hear any other girls or other captors for that matter and she wasn’t gagged. It didn’t feel like she had been asleep long before she was taken, but it was hard to know how long she was unconscious after this asshole had hit her. If he took her soon after she fell asleep, Victor may know she was missing and already be hot on their trail.
“Hey, little snitch. Look at me!” Well that solved what he wanted with her. Obviously the authorities hadn’t been quite as successful in the Iron Legion’s raid as they had let on.
Mina looked up, trying to put a body or a face with the voice above her. It sounded oddly familiar and yet she couldn’t place it. Her head ached so badly, she doubted she could place much.
“There you are, you’re an obedient little thing to have caused so much trouble. It’s been so difficult to get you alone.” He shone the light around her quickly, enough for her to see she was in a deep dirt pit. It wasn’t smooth or a regular shape and it looked like something a dog or a small child would dig.
