“I felt like your willing prey also Diana.”
“You’ll be ready for another good rogering tonight by the look of it Tanis.” She laughed. “For the first time in my life, I’m happy.” Her words fell on deaf ears for Tanis, with a smile on her face, was dreaming.
****
When she awoke, Tanis said. “I’m a little worried about Jean, Diana. I need to go to the office.”
Diana would not let her go until she had fucked her once more. “I don’t believe it, Tanis. You’ve healed already. Turn over onto your back. When you come back, you can have a go at me.”
“Getting a taste for it, are we? I must consider your health Diana. After all, you are our future. Ohhh Myyy Goddd! Once more then…
“The session with Zana in the pilot’s chair has done something to me, Tanis. I have boundless energy and love my sex with you. When will I see you again?”
“Not for at least a week. I must try to find Jean. If you want to fuck me again, you’ll have to hog-tie me to keep me here.”
“You asked for it, Tanis.” Diana reached for the rope drawer. As Tanis positioned herself for another steamy session of bondage.
Tied up she said. “Put on your new tight dark blue ’V’ necked sweater this time, Diana. I like to see it on you when you’re about to rough-fuck me. It reminds me of another strong fantasy I have.”
“We can never have too many fantasies, can we Tanis?”
“No.”
“Don’t go away. Whatever turns you on will turn me on too, my love.”
**
CHAPTER 29.
The Duel
**
The next morning. Her body aching from Diana’s sexual onslaught. Tanis entered the office to check for messages. None from Jean, but, two from Jean’s customers who wanted to set up meetings with her.
The modern digital world was more organised than the world of the ancients. Or the ritual-ridden worlds of Mantis and Delphi. She would always miss the dangerous atmosphere where those in power, including her. Had forced their sexual will onto the conquered and weak. Where battles to the death, bondage, discipline, and cruelty, were for real. Commonplace for those who couldn’t defend themselves. Although the orgy-ridden, slave-filled villas of the Roman Emperors. And the powerful rich were becoming things of the past. They still existed within radical religions.
Sexual fantasies, within reason, had moved into modern specialist venues like Welland’s. Where deliberate sex contacts were made, either as captor or captive. Later to take place in private bedrooms, clubs, and specialist cellars like Jeans. The participants entering the realm of the artist. Where sexual masters and slaves of any sexuality. Could paint their secret desires onto compatible pleasure-seeking human canvases. The whole process. Becoming a way to attract well-matched lovers and friends into a common sexual fantasy. Again, within reason. Fantasy sex had become a modern game. Where people could act out their secret sexual dramas. With all the flare of the theatre without inflicting harm. Unless requested. With compatible sexuality touted for on pornographic Internet sites without guilt. Where the unattractive could masturbate while watching others having sex online.
The taking of slaves against their will and whipping them into submission. Or even murdering them on a whim. Now belonged in the mind of the psychopath. The cruel tyrant, and the fanatical religious outlaw. She enjoyed her kinky sex with her human friends and Diana. Yet, she would always regret the taking of Paul and Helen. I was without conscience then and looked on humans as their natural predator. Not as potential lovers.
As her excitement mounted. Tanis felt she could look forward to further nights of fantastic sex with her liberated friends. Her main meals taken from the attractive parasites on society like Amanda. Helga, and others. Who deserved her predatory attention. She’d come full circle. In love, she felt at peace with herself. In Diana, she had found a human prey female who had fallen in love with her Mantis self and not with her host. To have returned Diana’s love was fantasy itself. Diana was right. Their devotion to each other had taken her into a higher state of being. For the rest of her long life, she’d be unique as a Queen to her people and the mother of their children. Until another Queen came along, whoever. She wasn’t the first Mantis to achieve this status. With only one city on Mantis, although a planet the size of Jupiter. One breeding Queen had been enough. Am I to be the only Queen of this small insignificant, overcrowded world? Which needs our predation. Or have we evolved enough to stand another? Becoming despondent, she forced her mind back to the present. To give Diana rest, she decided to sleep at the office.
****
The next morning, checking for messages she found two. One from Jean saying she would be back in a day or two. The second from an unknown woman called Susan who, with her twin sister, would like to contact her. Happier, she picked up the phone and dialled the police station. To withdraw her missing person report, then Susan.
“Hello, can I help you?” The voice on the other end sounded young and Scottish.
“Yes, this is Tanis Napier from McGregor Escort Services. You left a message?”
After a whispered conversation, the voice continued. “Oh yes, it was my twin sister Susan. We wanted to start an escort service in Scotland for ourselves and needed to see how it works. I know it might seem a bit cheeky. We will pay you well for your time and advice. We’re only nineteen and haven’t had much experience in the game. If we can come to some arrangement, we could perhaps meet and discuss it further? We found your details on the Internet.”
Her heart pounding, Tanis found it hard to contain her excitement. So young and two of them. She answered without hesitation. “Of course, I’ll help you. We'll meet on Saturday night in Stepney at the Scandinavian nightclub in White Horse Lane at eight pm? I’ll meet you in the main club room and arrange costs there.”
“Thank you. My sister and I always dress the same. So you won’t have any trouble recognising us. We’ll be wearing tartan miniskirts with white blouses. Under short black jackets with silver buttons. Bye for now.”
“Saturday, it is.”
“We both look forward to meeting with you Tanis.”
“Likewise.” Tanis rang Welland’s to book a cubicle in case the sisters wanted privacy for Saturday evening. She had time for a soothing massage before her date with Diana. After a short walk. She entered Tanaka’s bathhouse and showed the young receptionist her membership card.
“Mr Yamoto has asked us to give you all the help you need madam. Should you need my services after your bath, ring me here. It will be my pleasure to serve you.”
“Thank you. I will.”
With her body immersed in the soothing waters of the bath, Tanis looked around. She noticed a young Japanese she-male receptionist with woman’s breasts. Oiling her male client up with a finger in his arse before penetration. His client masturbating him into erection. Also, a mixed couple were at it over the central seat of the Jacuzzi. Otherwise, the baths were empty. With her arms on the rim of the tub, she threw her head back and closed her eyes. Relaxed, she let her mind drift. All I’ll need tonight is a warm soak to loosen me up. A long sensual massage, and a good fuck from the shemale receptionist over there. After she’s finished with her male client. Maybe Diana afterwards, if she’s not too tired, to finish me off. On Saturday, we can…
The polite voice of Tanaka Yamoto entered her thoughts. “Hello Miss Napier, I didn’t expect to see you here.”
Tanis turned. Standing in front of her, naked and unashamed, stood Tanaka. With the beautiful, complicated tattoos of a mature Yakuza decorating his hard, well-defined body. The water came above his knees and showed his aroused sex. Standing rampant and tall against the exquisite backdrop of his artwork. His eyes playing on her breasts provoked the thought. Yes, you did Tanaka. From what I see between your legs, shows your interest in women. “Why? Tanaka. What a surprise?”
Tanaka continued as if in answer to her thought. “You’re an interesting and unusual woman Miss Napier. For some str
ange reason, I find you attractive in the sexual sense. I know what you are; yet, here I am talking to you in my Japanese-Roman bathhouse naked and with an erection. Is it your beauty or the predator in you, which attracts me? For that, I’ve no answer. I know I want to kill you. But, not tonight. Tonight, we’ll call a truce. You have the word of a Samurai.” He studied her face, “I’d rather die than break my word to you.”
“You will die if you did Tanaka. You may call me Tanis.”
“We will see Tanis. Let bygones be bygones and treat Yoni as my gift to you. She had become an embarrassment and would’ve ended up on my table if you had not taken her as prey. Why I’m here is far more important. I knew you could not resist coming back, as my girls are experts in what they do. I undertake their training in person. They are never missed when they disappear, as there is never a record of their existence in the first place.”
“I didn’t come here to take one of your girls, Tanaka. I’m here to have a sexual massage, then fuck one of them. What do you want from me?” Something about Tanaka attracted her. In this way, he was a predator too. He was not bad looking, handsome some would say. His body, including his cock, seemed fit and well used. There was not a bit of fat anywhere except for what stood up between his legs. Yes, I’d let him fuck me. He’ll not hesitate to kill me if I drop my guard down though. She wondered what it would feel like to have his cold hands on her body and his hard cock working inside her cunt. Two predators, one Mantis, and one human having sex together in a Japanese-Roman bathhouse. Surreal; even so, fascinating.
“Your thoughts please Tanis.”
Not taking her eyes from his face, she said. “You find me attractive Tanaka? I was wondering what it would be like for you to fuck me in your baths. You’d like to fuck me if you thought you could trust me not to kill you, wouldn’t you?”
Tanaka looked at her with renewed interest, his cold eyes boring into hers. “It’s a crude expression. Yes, I would. It would be an interesting experience to fuck a demon. You would not survive the experience anywhere else but here Tanis. I’ve given you my word I’ll not harm you, and I expect the same from you. Besides, I’m only armed with the sword you see.”
“Yes. Attractive it is too. The body I inhabit is as human as you are Tanaka and like me, it has its needs. I hunger for the sensual tonight and not for the hunt. We can trust one another for I too keep my word when I give it. Besides, I’m curious. I promise no harm will come to you while you’re fucking me.”
“Then the truce stands Tanis. After tonight, we’ll be back to being enemies, for I still wish to have my duel with you.” His eyes and his cock transmitted his thoughts, and he moved closer.
“You’re a cold one Tanaka, ruthless too. Tell me. The girls who disappear, do you have sex with them first before you butcher them?”
“Of course, they enjoy their time with me before they die. As I assume your victims do with you. In that respect, we’re alike.”
“No! You kill your innocent victims as a cruel psychopath. I hunt mine as their natural predator. Therein lies the difference.”
“Even so, we both eat them do we not? In my own way, I’m a predator of humans too.”
Tanis changed track. “For you to want to kill Darius he must have tried to seduce you before he threatened you, am I right? As a man, he would find you attractive.”
“Yes. Darius did. Still, I knew who he was and what he would do should he seduce me into having sex with him. When Darius could not succeed with my seduction, he tried to use force.”
“In another time and place, we might have been comrades in arms Tanaka. I respect you for your honesty and courage. I consent to your wish to have sex with my host body. For she and others desire it also. Come forward.”
Tanaka’s cock stood up hard and steady against his stomach. Its purple head and thick ropey veins moist with leakage. Tanis stretched out her hand and took it into her fingers. Aroused she could feel her velvet curtain opening in readiness to receive him. Without another word, Tanis took Tanaka in her arms, turned him, and pushed him down into her place. Where she mounted him. With her arms around his neck and his hot lips working her breasts, nipples, and throat. She began to screw her hips down into him, her eyes never leaving his. She could feel his teeth at one of her long hard nipples as she swallowed his throbbing cock with her wet open body. His long thin erection slipped with ease into her and buried itself to the hilt in its natural sheath. Home, it brought a gasp of pleasure to her lips. She pulled his head into her breasts and tightened her cunt around his rigid shaft. She sighed and began to move up and down considering his expressionless eyes as he fucked her. His control, like everything in his life, was superb. It was a full hour before she felt the warmth of his come spurt into her. She came with him.
“You liked that Tanis?”
“Yes. You have tight control, Tanaka.” She kept moving her body on him in silence until she had come again. “You’re a good lover. I’ve had lots of practice, and I’ve always liked a man’s live experienced cock inside me. There is a subtle difference between a real one and the device women use. Still, both hold enjoyment for me. I thank you, for your indulgence and your time. You’ve given me great pleasure Tanaka. The next time we meet, I regret I’ll have to kill you. You know too much to live.”
“The feeling is mutual Tanis. I thank you for your time.”
Still seated in their position of intercourse neither of them wishing to part from the other. Tanis felt Tanaka’s cock firm again. For another hour, they continued their bizarre dalliance. Tanaka had taken her to two more orgasms before she felt his wet warm stream inside her once more.
Both satisfied she said. “I must congratulate you. You’ve given me the longest fuck of my life and the most pleasurable in this position by any man. We are well met, Tanaka.”
“Likewise, on your performance Tanis, it was gratifying. It’s a new experience for me to fuck a demon. Before I go, I must tell you to check your voicemail tomorrow. It’s important you hear it.”
“I will.” She began to pull herself off him. When she felt his presence come up hard against her ‘G’ spot, she gave a sigh and came again. Holy Shit! She thought. What a man. He’s cold, hard, and ruthless. Yet, he’s the perfect lover. What a waste.
Without another word, Tanaka freed himself from her arms and left the baths. Leaving her feeling bewildered. But with a contented smile on her face. He turned at the door. “We will meet again, Tanis, sooner than you think.”
“I’m sure we will Tanaka.” Well! That enjoyable little episode has warmed me up for the She-male receptionist. She noticed the young she-male’s client had finished and had left the baths. She called her over. “Hello, my name is Tanis. Could you please bring yourself with another towel and all the equipment needed? For a special massage, to number five room, please? I’ll be waiting for you there…”
“It will be my pleasure, Madam.”
Minutes later, Tanis received a soft knock at the door. She called just loud enough for the She-male to hear. “Come in, won’t you. My mouth, my cunt, and my arse are ready for you now.”
****
Refreshed, but not satisfied, Tanis left for Diana’s flat. She let herself in and walked into the bedroom. Diana stood in front of the mirror dressed in a short silk dressing gown open at the front. Diana had one hand on a breast milking its nipple while the other combed through her velvet. She started with excitement. Turned, blushed, then ran into her arms before she could speak.
“You caught me thinking of you Tanis. I’ve missed you so much.” In silence, she took Tanis’s hand and led her towards her bed. Her free hand opened the bedside drawer, which held the ropes. She pushed Tanis down onto the bed and tied her hands and feet. “I feel the need to keep you here as my prisoner for a while my love.”
Replenished from Diana’s welcome attention and what she had experienced at Tanaka’s. Tanis slept past noon. When she awoke refreshed, Diana was sitting on the bed edge gazing down at her, her hand s
troking her velvet. “What a nice welcome you gave me Diana. I feel rejuvenated.”
“My body’s yours Tanis, so take what you need. When you’re sleeping your beauty is astounding? I can’t help but touch you. You have a charisma I’ve never experienced before. You are unique, and you belong to me now?”
“I’m yours, Diana, but not unique. Out there somewhere is another female of my species. My sensors were at full strength when we fled my home planet. I could pick up the signals of only three other Starships, which escaped. Two males and one female. I had no signal from any other part of the world to tell me others had survived too. If you count Darius and me, there are only five of my species alive and well in this Universe. There may be others in another quadrant who escaped also?”
“The difference Tanis. You’re the only Mantis Queen. So, hope is alive for our species.”
“Yes.” She smiled at Diana’s Freudian slip. She already thinks herself a Mantis, I’m pleased. “We have an hour to kill before I have to be at the office to check my voicemail. You can bind me again if you wish. I’m developing a taste for being your sexual prisoner.”
“And I your captor Tanis.”
“It’s as a predator should feel toward her prey Diana.”
****
At the office later, only one message from Jean and none from Tanaka. Jean’s voice seemed a little strained. “Hi Tanis, don’t worry about me. I’ll be seeing you soon. You can take me out to dinner at Tanaka’s restaurant in…”
The message cut short, either Jean had dropped the phone, or somebody had snatched it away from her. Tanis had her answer. Jean is Tanaka’s prisoner. He wants me to know it. Her priority now, to find Jean. The likeliest place to start looking was Tanaka’s restaurants. Jean had hinted at it. She would start with the one next to the baths. It would be a lie to say she hadn’t enjoyed Tanaka’s sex. This was a different ball game now. She felt happier Jean was alive and near to her. She had time to ready herself. Diana was reading a magazine in the outer office. She grabbed her hand and said. “Come, Diana, we have to hurry. Jean’s in trouble and a prisoner of Tanaka.” Minutes later she stepped from the car into the alley by the restaurant. She heard a muffled scream. She looked down at a small ground level skylight with thickened glass panes. One broken, she placed her ear to it, not surprised to hear voices. One was Jean’s, and she was pleading.
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