DARK (6 page)

20

What the fuck was that? Jordan thought, being cooled by the spray of mist. The thought of being gangbanged by five men had never crossed her mind. Her body felt spent, but still tingled from the orgasmic sensation.

For some reason, Jordan was positive that none of those five men had been the one she had fallen in love with last week. She decided to give him a name, instead of thinking of him as ‘some guy.’

Bobby. No, that sounded like a Nashville hillbilly. Adam. No wait, Allen.

Someone bumped into her. “Sorry,” the female voice said. “Did I hurt you?”

Jordan remained on her back. “Of course not.”

“Are you just resting?”

“Kind of.” Jordan did not know what to say. “Do you want to lie next to me?”

“I…how about I lay on you?”

Jordan grinned. “That works.”

The woman fumbled her hands along Jordan’s legs, then bent Jordan’s knees back to her head. Suddenly, Jordan felt the warm tongue buried in her pussy.

Jordan did not know how long she had been lying there as the warm mist sprayed her body and the warm tongue licked her with an endless amount of energy. Surprisingly, no one else joined them, or bumped into them. In fact, Jordan could not hear any of the other guests in the room.

The woman finished and crawled on top of Jordan. “How was that?” she asked.

“Amazing,” Jordan whispered. “Do you want the same treatment?”

The woman had a strong, thin body, with average size breasts that smashed together with Jordan’s own breasts. “Do you have anymore of that Dark Ice in your room?”

“No. I drank it all.” Jordan suddenly felt uncomfortable.

“I wasn’t going to go in your room. I just thought if you had any left, you could get it and we could split it.”

“I understand.” Jordan wondered how they would find each other in the pitch black darkness, but refrained from asking. It was a mute point anyway, because she sucked down the two shots of Dark Ice in her room.

The woman kissed Jordan on the nose. “Ooops. Sorry. I was trying to kiss your cheek.”

Jordan wrapped her arms around the woman and spun both their bodies around so that Jordan was on top and the woman was on the bottom. Their skin was soaked from the constant mist. Jordan slid down, gliding her tongue and fingers along the woman’s breasts, stomach, then found her pussy. The woman reached out and placed her hand on the back of Jordan’s head. She pushed Jordan’s face down to the pussy.

Normally, Jordan would not enjoy being forced to do something like this, but the aggressiveness made Jordan that much more excited. She licked and rammed her finger inside the woman at the same time.

The woman grabbed Jordan’s hair and heaved a deep moan.

Jordan swallowed a surge of wetness and continued fingering and licking. She could barely breathe, but continued with all the strength she had left.

The woman screamed while clutching Jordan’s hair. Jordan removed her finger and licked up the wetness.

The woman let go. Her heavy breathing could easily be heard. “You’re good at doing that,” she said.

“You weren’t so bad yourself,” Jordan said. She began crawling back to her room.

Just before she arrived, a voice whispered, “Is that you?”

21

A sudden rush of excitement tingled Jordan’s skin. She recognized the voice. “I made up a name for you,” Jordan said.

The man found her hand in the darkness. “Really? What is it?”

“Allen.”

“Interesting.”

“How so?”

“I have a brother named Allen.”

Jordan pulled him close and they both laid on their sides, face-to-face. She could feel his warm breath as the mist in the room continued to moisten their skin. “How did you find me?” she asked, keeping her voice low.

“I’ve been waiting and hoping that you would crawl right by me.” He paused. “I also figured out that your room is number nine.”

Jordan felt a pang of guilt. She was off fucking five men at the same time, then getting together with a woman. Meanwhile, the man she had supposedly fallen for last week patiently searched for her.

“How did you know which room was mine?” Jordan asked, inching her body closer to him.

“I figured out last week when we bumped into each other that this was your room.” He lowered his voice, barely making a sound. “I’m number nineteen.”

Jordan pressed her lips against his, then whispered, “Hello number nineteen.” She reached between his legs, grabbing hold of his semi-hard cock.

Surprisingly, he pushed her hand away. “I have to tell you something.”

“I already know what it is. You have trouble getting hard. But I solved that problem last week.”

“It’s not that.” He pressed his body close to hers, then whispered in her ear, “The Dark Ice they are giving the guests has ingredients to make you feel aroused. The effects last about thirty hours. Once it wears off, you will crave for more and then become depressed.”

“How do you know all this?”

“I snuck a small vile out and gave it to my brother Allen to test. He’s a chemistry professor at the University of Memphis.”

Jordan rubbed her hand on his shoulder, keeping her voice low. “What ingredients are in Dark Ice?”

“High amounts of Ranfofia, which is psychoactive drug that crosses the blood-brain barrier and acts primarily on the central nervous system, disrupting how your brain functions. It stimulates your mood, increases your blood flow, and even changes your behavior.”

“Do you mean it can make a person do things that they would not normally do?”

“Exactly. And it can even alter your senses, or break down warning signals of what you previously thought was wrong. For example, you certainly believe that driving through a school zone at one hundred miles per hour is wrong, but on Ranfofia, you would not consider the dangers.”

This was a lot for Jordan to take in, but it certainly explained her recent change of behavior. “What are the side effects?”

“Hallucinations. Depression. It also blocks your mind from feeling pain, but your pleasure senses are heightened. You can put your hand over a fire right now and it would probably excite you.”

For some reason, Jordan had a sudden realization of when she was with those five men. Being fucked in the ass did not hurt like she expected. “Are there any other side effects?”

“I suppose the most dangerous thing is addiction. Eventually, your body will not be able to function without the Dark Ice. If you go too long without it, then your mind and body will completely shut down. You will feel intense pain, become sleep deprived, not eat, and then you will become susceptible to seizers and death.”

“Dark Ice can do all that?” Jordan could not believe this was happening.

“Yes, which is why you need to stop drinking it.”

“But…” Jordan did not know what to say. “What are you going to do?”

“I’m going to get a sample to the police, or maybe the FBI. Someone has to stop these people.” He moved away from her, then whispered. “Just stop drinking it and do not come back here.”

Before Jordan could respond, he crawled away.

22

The lights in the small room came to life. Jordan showered, then dressed, gazing at the two empty shot glasses. She still felt like she could crawl back into the large room and have sex with a few more people. Her body did not understand the dangers of Dark Ice. She could not imagine staying away from this place. Dark had a hold of her and she did not want to fight the relentless craving.

Jordan was already addicted.

She stripped off her clothes, crawled toward the wall, then banged on it. Suddenly, the lights turned off, followed by the sound of the wall opening. She crawled forward and entered the large area of Dark. The warm mist had stopped. She wondered if everyone had gone.

This depressed Jordan. She craved sex more than ever, despite the warnings she had been given just a few moments ago.

Jordan laid down on the soft, wet surface. She listened, hoping to hear a moan in the distance from someone having sex. She would then crawl to the sound and join them.

Between her legs, the agony to have sex had grown in even stronger. Even the wetness on the floor seemed to pleasure her skin.

A splashing sound appeared from her right. Jordan turned her head, gazing into the darkness. Someone was crawling near her. “Hello?” she said, hoping her voice reached the person.

“Hello?” The voice was female. “Where are you?”

Jordan remained on her back. She slapped the wet surface and said, “I’m over here. Follow the sound.”

The woman did not respond.

Jordan continued slapping the wet floor while anticipating the arrival of the woman, ecstatic that someone else remained in the room.

Suddenly, a soft hand touched her arm, followed by a warm body. The woman lowered herself on top of Jordan. Her plump breasts rested on Jordan’s chest, pressing the nipples together. Jordan reached up with both hands, pulling the woman as close as possible. The woman had a bit of weight, but still sexy to the touch. Jordan raised her hips so that their pussies melded together.

The woman moaned in Jordan’s ear, then nibbled on the lobe. “Finger me,” she requested. The woman rolled to the side, now kissing Jordan’s neck. Jordan slid two fingers into the woman’s pussy, followed by a third finger in the woman’s ass. The woman whimpered with pleasure and suddenly screamed. She then reached over and gave Jordan the same treatment.

Together they finger-fucked each other’s pussies. Jordan wanted to cum, but for some reason, could not. Her skin became warm with a mixture of frustration and passion. Jordan removed her fingers from the woman. “I need to cum,” Jordan begged. “Help me.” Jordan thought her voice sounded foreign. This wasn’t her. She’d never spoken that way.

The woman made sure Jordan was once again flat on her back. The woman then smacked Jordan’s pussy and began licking the pain away. Jordan arched her back, feeling the tongue protrude deep inside of her. The woman then shoved two fingers inside Jordan’s pussy and continued licking at the same time.

Still, Jordan could not cum.

She reached down and grabbed the woman by the hair. “Please…make me cum,” she moaned.

The woman fingered Jordan with quick thrusts and flicked her tongue on her clit. This lasted for another few minutes.

Finally, relief overwhelmed Jordan with a pulsating orgasm that gripped her body, followed by an explosion of wetness that the woman gladly licked away.

The woman collapsed to the floor. Jordan crawled on top of the woman and positioned herself in a sixty-nine. Together, they pleased each other for another hour. Afterwards, Jordan barely had enough strength to crawl back to her room and take a hot shower.

She stumbled to the limo and fell asleep while Zizi drove her back to the 4th & Commerce Parking Garage.

23

Groggy, Jordan went inside her condominium. She stripped off her clothes and plopped face-first on the bed.

The sound of her bedroom door shutting caused Jordan to spin around. The intruder wore the same black pinstriped suit, shiny dress shoes, and latex gloves.

But the mask was different. It was a smeared doll face, head cracked like an eggshell, rosy cheeks, maroon lips, and black circles around the eyes.

Jordan’s heart thundered against her chest. She opened her mouth to scream, but no sound could be mustered; not even a squeak.

Doll Face walked to the side of the bed, eyeing Jordan’s naked body. She quivered, but remained in the same place. Doll Face opened the top drawer of the night stand and pulled out the seven inch flesh dildo. He then placed it on her thigh and closed the drawer.

Jordan glanced at the dildo, then watched as Doll Face unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was thick around the head as he squeezed the base with a seep of pre-cum dripping into his latex glove.

Jordan realized she had two choices. Let Doll Face rape her until he cum’s, or use the dildo on herself until he cum’s.

Doll Face began stroking his cock, already getting ready for whichever choice she would make. Jordan snatched the dildo from her leg with a fixed gaze on the eyes of Doll Face. She took in a few deep breaths, feeling the remains of Dark Ice flowing through her body.

Doll Face pointed to the dildo, while continuing to stroke his cock. Jordan rested her back on the headboard, lifted her knees, and spread her legs. She eased the dildo into her pussy, amazed by the wetness that had formed in the last few minutes. She gripped the balls of the dildo with the tips of her fingers and began plunging it deep inside of her.

Meanwhile, she kept her eyes on Doll Face, never wanting to let him out of her sight. The mask was sickening, but she focused on his intense gaze. He stroked himself hard as Jordan rammed the dildo in and out of her pussy. She became aroused by the mix of sexual danger. A spray of cum released from Doll Face, but he continued stroking as the latex glove moistened like a lubricant.

Jordan felt a small orgasm, which provided more wetness. She used her free hand to squeeze the nipples on her right breast while sinking the dildo into her pussy. She wanted to close her eyes when the second orgasm arrived, which was much stronger than the first. Instead, she kept her eyes on the intruder, seeing his forceful gaze through the mask.

A splash of white cum ejected from his cock, reaching Jordan’s ankle. He came again, but this time, it only reached the edge of her bed.

Jordan slid the dildo from her pussy and set it next to her. Doll Face snapped off his wet latex gloves and placed them on the bed. He then pulled a set of handcuffs from his pocket.

Once again, Jordan’s heart smacked against her chest. She stared at the glittering handcuffs, then looked at Doll Face. Her voice had been stricken with fear. “What are you going to do?”

24

Handcuffed naked to the drain inside the tub, Jordan waited.

Doll Face walked by the bathroom to the laundry room, carrying her blankets and bed sheets. The next sound was the washer going. Doll Face then entered the bathroom while snapping on a fresh pair of latex gloves. Jordan curled her knees up and huddled near the drain.

Doll Face turned on the water to warm, then used a mint green loofah sponge and soap to clean her entire body. He started at her toes, giving each one its due attention. He rubbed the loofah up her legs, thighs, stomach, chest, and neck. He then placed the loofah under the warm water, then rubbed it on her clit.

Jordan should have reached for the mask and tore it off. Instead, she closed her eyes, spread her legs, and let him clean her. She slipped to another world as the minutes past by.

When finished, Doll Face returned to the laundry room and put the blankets and bed sheets into the dryer. Jordan had thought that at this point he would leave, but instead, Doll Face returned to the bathroom, closed the toilet lid, and sat down.

He pulled a tiny key from his pocket and placed it on the tub.

Jordan’s eyes bounced from the key to the mask of Doll Face. Was he letting her go? Was this a trick? A test?

Despite her shivering in the bathtub and sitting in an awkward position, Jordan felt at peace with herself. The Dark Ice remained in her system, taking away her anxiety, along with any stiffness she may have had in her arm from being handcuffed for so long.

Thirty minutes went by, then another thirty. Doll Face had not moved.

Neither did Jordan. She did not want to give him the satisfaction. She had given him enough already.

Finally, Doll Face scooped the key up with his latex fingers, reached forward, and unlocked the handcuffs. He placed the key and handcuffs into his pocket and left the bathroom.

Jordan still did not move. Doll Face had been in the laundry room. He walked by without giving her the slightest glance, then went into the bedroom.

Jordan remained still.

A few minutes later, she heard the front door open and close.

Jordan eased out of the tub and looked into the short hallway, then headed for her bedroom. She flicked on the light and noticed that Doll Face had actually made the bed. She opened the nightstand and saw a tube of lubricant that she had stored in there. However, her flesh dildo was missing.