Post by codeapathy on Dec 6, 2020 22:43:53 GMT -5
We're falling and we're losing control
Your pulling us and dragging us down this dead end road
We follow like Alice
And just keep diving down the hole
Your pulling us and dragging us down this dead end road
We follow like Alice
And just keep diving down the hole
-That was a night that neither of us would forget, and it completed our bond. Since then it was always teasing one another every now and then but nothing would happen while we were on the road. But we would make a new rendezvous but this time in my homeland, for a special occasion. The day was just setting and I was waiting for her by the harbor in Dublin. The day was long and humid and the ocean was worse, still I had something to show her. As the tides clapped against the shore as a motor boat approached the shore. She spoke in French to the driver. It seemed like instructions. As she stepped onto the dock the boat sped away, the driver never making eye contact with Eoin. She cleared her throat and smirked-
Elizabeth: Pay him no mind. My father insisted I follow protocol for this..ahem. Meeting. Should I tell you now that there will be a sniper trained on you at all times? Sorry…
Eoin: Snips better keep up then, because I have something to show you and it ain’t anywhere near here.
-Eoin backed himself up and opened the passenger side door to a car and motioned for Elizabeth to get in-
Eoin: Shall we?
++She sat down on the passenger side and made an eye movement towards the end of the harbor++
Elizabeth: Believe me...he will. Don’t look at the armored black car that pulled up when I set foot here. Just get used to it following you. Shall we?
-Eoin would start the car and drive off as the sun slowly settled over the Irish landscape-
Eoin: Beautiful ain’t it? Kinda reminds me of you. I’m sure your wondering why I asked for you to come out here? Or have you magically figured it out as you always do?
Elizabeth: Ireland is always beautiful. I will freely admit though that no, I have no idea why I am here. But who am I to pass up a chance to visit Ireland? I don’t get to this part of the world often. I’m shuttled between America, France, Germany and Japan, not often here. Care to enlighten me?
Eoin: Theres something I want to show you. Something I think you may find intriguing. Enlightening even. Hold on.
-A truck would drive up over the low end hill and Eoin had to hard shift away to avoid collision due to the narrow roadway-
Eoin: Bleeding Northerner! Sorry about that lass.
Elizabeth: They don’t drive any better here than they do in Paris. Enlightening you say? Well color me intrigued. I mean seeing you was worth the trip alone.
Eoin: Well that just fills me up inside. We’re almost there, just over there.
-Driving the car past a small town and going up a hill showed a small road that had houses. At the end of the road Eoin pulled up to the final house. A two story red painted house with a porch Eoin got out of the car.-
Eoin: Here it is. I have you to thank for this.
Elizabeth: You bought a house? That is a surprise! I never pegged you as a home owner type honestly. I like it. It’s quaint. It suits you.
Eoin: I hate the cities of America. Living in a apartment with your brother that your downstairs acts as a bar is stressful and annoying. I’ve always wanted a house, a home to call my own. A getaway from the nonsense. But this wouldn’t have been made possible without you.
++She left herself out of the car and leaned against the side of it, studying the house and nodded++
Elizabeth: Without me you say? Now how might that be? I would have thought that this was more so Johnny’s money that was responsible…
Eoin: Technically speaking you’re correct. However, Johnny’s money wouldn’t have been possible… If he hadn’t set his sights on you for me to follow. His money and my “files” of you and your friend, proved to be fruitful and granted me citizenship back in my home country and… this house. Brother free and life being grand, its because of you and your act that provided me with this home. Would you like to come in love?
++She extended her hand to him and smiled, genuinely. As he took it and walked her to the door, opening it she stepped in, making herself comfortable on the leather couch, leaning back and crossing her legs++
Elizabeth: I am sure Johnny loved seeing the photos of his wife practically fucking Laramie Jr. If I know him...and I do he was in a jealous rage seeing that shit. I am...glad I could help bring your dreams to life. Independence is nice, no? By the way, what will become of your brother then?
-Eoin went into his own little bar and started mixing drinks-
Eoin: Eric will be fine. My old landlord adored him better and will keep a roof over his head. If he doesn’t, well I’ll murderlate him. Would you like a drink? Found it in one of my ma’s old recipies.
Elizabeth: I would love a good drink right about now. While you make it let me give the all clear to the fine gentlemen who were hoping they would get to kill you. They won’t leave or stand down unless I send the code word. My Father is a bit...old school? I’ll be right back…
++She excused herself and made her way upstairs to the bathroom to freshen up and send the text to the boys that everything was green. She sent the text, waited for the reply and splashed water on her face. She hated flying. While the jet lag from France to Ireland wasn’t as bad as say, going to America, she had a distaste for planes. Something about Thomas’s death haunted her. Just a 45 minute flight filled her with dread. She splashed some more water on her face and waited. Ding. Text received. She wondered if knowing that she was constantly followed by G men and unsavory individuals who worked for her father ever bothered Eoin. It was second nature for her. As she made her way downstairs she put the phone into rest mode and sat it down on a side table++
Elizabeth: The boys will have to entertain themselves in the meantime. Not the first time they have had to stand down and hurry up and wait. Such is the life of a diplomatic assistant. Now...how about that drink? I would really love nothing more than to forget who I am, where I am and just enjoy your company for the moment. I don’t often get breaks like these…
-Eoin would enter the living room with two shot glasses both foggy yet somewhat clear-
Eoin: Right here. Go saol nua, to new life.
-Eoin raised his glass-
Elizabeth: À ta santé, to a better future….
++She raised her shot glass and toasted, smiling and locking her eyes on Eoin, downing the drink as he looked on. She set her glass down and remarked++
Elizabeth: Very bitter. Then again we French are more into wines and pleasant spirits. We’re a bit soft.
-Eoin would down his drink as well and place the glass upside down-
Eoin: Well you won’t find any of that out here I’m afraid,I haven’t had the chance to stock my shelves with more liquor. You look a little pale… Are you alright?
++Slowly everything became distorted. Her head was spinning and she could feel herself going numb. Her eyes shifted to the shot glass and back to Eoin. Ketamine. He had slipped her Special K. A familiar taste of poison. She tried to get up, to reach for the phone even though she knew it was a hopeless cause. The strength has left her. She sunk down into the couch and felt her own body go numb and limp. Her head tilted back, unable to hold it up++
Elizabeth: Why…
++With that she passed out. The last sight was of Eoin standing up and moving towards her a stone look on his face and reaching for her arms. The next thing she would feel would be her arms bound, her legs pressed against a floor of some kind. She’d try to speak or cry out but could not as something was in her mouth preventing anything from leaving. Her eyes heavy and struggle to open and her hearing was dulled to ringing. Elizabeth would finally awaken finding herself in a completely different room than she last remembered. No windows, no tables, no couch, all she saw was a concrete wall. Her clothes gone and her completely nude, her hands tied behind her by rope and her legs bound and locked on a table, with a gag in her mouth. Looking around the room she saw various tools and what looked like sex toys but before she could think of what they were, a loud thwack was heard and a smack of her ass, Eoin walked in front of her++
Eoin: Finally awake eh? You Frenchies sure are soft as you say. Welcome to my enlighted part of the trip I promised. Where you are, was built off where you had me meet you, with a few of my own additions you see. Like this.
-Eoin held up the paddle he used to hit Liz’s ass and once again smacked her ass with it this time a bit more hard as Liz let out a audible cry-
Eoin: Its good eh? Useful for a bunch of things, but this is my favorite usage. Using it on unfaithful cunts. Yeah, you know what I’m talking about “Lizzy”.
-Eoin grabbed her by the hair and pulled up pictures from his phone of showing Liz with Laramie Jr-
Eoin: You think I’m some daft fucking idiot?! That me pouring my heart out for you meant you could go off and whore yourself out to some prick?! Do you think that I wouldn’t have the brains or the balls to be the man who conquered Apathy? Oh love, you have another thing coming… But I am not without mercy.
-He would let go of her hair and let the gag out of her mouth-
Eoin: Say your defense and maybe… your sentence will be lighter.
Elizabeth: Eoin...you knew what the arrangement was. Laramie Jr. was trying to woo me to take down Johnny and Blair...he was a stiff. He means nothing. You can’t pretend you JUST found out. You always knew. It was WHY you were sent after me in the first place. I sucked YOUR dick to make you reconsider showing Johnny those same pictures! I don’t understand….why? It was business…
Eoin: You wouldn’t understand because…
-Eoin grabbed her hair again and put the gag back in her mouth-
Eoin: Business doesn't make your pussy free reign. Even in the wake of saving face, it says nothing, but you trying to get your way through sex. Because it always works. However you neglect to feel what I feel for you, I want you for all of myself. Sure, you may’ve used your looks to get your way, but we’ve done more than had my pecker sucked. To me it was more, and in this room I’m going to educate you. No matter how long it takes.
-Eoin would put a collar around Liz’s neck-
Eoin: It could be fast, it could take days, weeks or even months… But in this room, I will make you my woman. And remind you that I am the only man in your life from this point to ever fuck you again.
-Eoin would wrap a leather strap around the collar and used it to direct Liz’s head low-
Eoin: Lets start with humble beginnings… Where it all started.
-He would then pull off his kilt revealing his already erect dick at Liz’s face. He’d again lower her gag and pushed her head to his dick-
Eoin: Take it girl.
++She tried wiggling out of his grasp, turning her head to either side, refusing to submit to his demands++
Elizabeth: I will forget this happened. You let me go…
-He then forcefully grabbed her head and slapped her face. While she was rocked by the shock, he pushed his pecker into her mouth, pushing her head down and him thrusting up to meet her-
Eoin: No talking unless I say… And never disobey me.
++She gagged a little as he forced himself inside her mouth. This was a familiar situation. Thomas pulled the same thing. She knew fighting was useless. She was completely incapacitated and at his mercy. She clenched her eyes shut and continued pleasuring him with her mouth, wrapping her tongue around his shaft in circles. Repeating the same method she did that day in the restroom at the restaurant. Her stomach was churning as she listened to his pleased grunts and moans++
Eoin: Ah… You remember? You recall how it was when you first downed my lad? You remember how long you took to get my dick in your mouth? Oofffuck even bound with threats, you still are good… But I don’t think you’ve learned.
-Eoin would pull himself out of her mouth and return the gag on her mouth and retreated himself to behind her holding his paddle-
Eoin: Now tell me lass, how do you remember being fucked in your cabin a few weeks ago?
-Eoin would smack the paddle against Liz’s ass as he would then rub the paddle against her pussy lines making her whence and gasp-
Eoin: Oh you do, do yeah? It definitely looks that way I mean, your just as wet as you were. Your pussy’s hot pink, and I’m here… Standing tall over you.
-Eoin would bend over Liz grabbing her hair so that his lips were close to her ear-
Eoin: And like last time, Imma fuck you hard, that you’ll never ever forget it.
-Eoin would grasp Liz’s hips and proceed to press his cock in her pussy, not stopping until he bottoms out and only stopping when his balls hit her soaking wet cunt. Elizabeth would moan very loudly, almost as if she’s screaming, but it was for not as she couldn’t get anything out of her mouth. As Eoin got deeper, her back went up, staring up at the ceiling and when Eoin got done, she collapsed back down, as if her body gave out.-
Eoin: Ah… Thats a good lass.
-Eoin would begin thrusting himself into Liz, slowly, but with every thrust her hips would crash into his thighs, only to keep pushing back and forth in her pussy, as her pussy juices fall to the floor. Eoin would continue to make a pace inot Liz with her moaning to his fucking.-
Eoin: Ohhh… Ooof. Yeah, you enjoy this don’t you? Don’t you you little French maiden whore?! Have you learned your lesson? Hmm? Your lesson of disobeying me?
-Eoin would grab Liz’s hair and ungags her pushing the gag down her neck-
Eoin: Have you?
++She exhaled long and hard. The fresh air felt good against her face. She hung her head, wincing with every thrust. She hurt. Her pussy was raw and sore. Every movement hurt. His and hers. She collected herself, trying to block out the pain and replied++
Elizabeth: I...I have. It won’t happen again. I swear…
-Eoin stopped but he kept himself deep in Liz, and when he did he pulled her back just a bit further more and kissed her, while grasping one of her breasts firmly, pressing his tongue in her mouth as he knew he was hurting her, so he did his best to secure her trust with him. However just after 30 seconds, the kissing ended and Eoin grasped her hips again and started pushing Liz into him-
Eoin: While I trust you love…. I want us both to have what ended the last time… A nice, hot, orgasm…
++The anger was welling up inside her but she had to play the part. He had her in a position where she couldn’t fight her way out. The pain was immense but she looked back at him, arching her neck as best she could. She nodded and bit her lower lip++
Elizabeth: Use me...for your pleasure. I cannot deny you. Please…
-Eoin obliged and thrusted into her even faster continuing to bottom out and fuck her relentlessly and enjoying every moment of it. Eoin would start pounding Liz’s poor pussy and make loud grunts as he did, rolling his head back as he owned her cunt.-
Eoin: Oh fuck me… Oh fuck lassy… Yes yes yes… I’m getting closer… Very close…
-While pounding Liz the way he has, Eoin reached for her hands and held onto them, he put his fingers in between hers and held onto her as he braced for orgasm-
++Her stomach was turning as he felt her grip her hands. She took the liberty to dig her nails into his flesh. She hated him but couldn’t stop what she was feeling. She could feel her walls growing tighter and the sounds he made as he bottomed out made her head spin. The tip of his head brushed against the right spot and her head flew back and she cried out, whimpering and gasping++
-Eoin feeling her walls closing in and his balls tightening, he knew he was about to explode. He held on to her for dear life and then let out a loud yell, as he pushed himself deep in Liz and came inside her cunt as deep as he could holding onto her hips as he looks down on her body hearing Liz exhale-
++A few seconds later the door to the basement was kicked in. Two tall, well built men forced their way in. One went straight for Eoin, kicking his knees in and putting him down to the floor. I heard the gun cock as expected. The other gentleman pistol whipped Eoin and spit on him++
“You fucking pig. Fucking disgusting Irish mongrel.”
++Again he spit on him and pistol whipped him again. He moved to me enraged and disgusted++
“S'il vous plaît, Miss Devereaux, all apologies. We sent the text to check in and heard nothing. I am so sorry to have to see you like this. Let me remove your restraints. Get you out of here, discreetly. Charles and I will deal with this garbage. A car is waiting outside. Come…”
++Louis had brought a robe to wrap me in and did so. He ushered me out the door into the hands of a female and closed the door behind him. These were my Father’s men. Not mine. Their orders always came direct and I knew Eoin could very well lose his life. They would wait until I was away from the area to begin their work. Louis rolled up his sleeves and scoffed++
“Rack him, just like he did to Miss Devereaux. If he resists, kill him. The orders are clear…”