Friday, January 29, 2010

Day 9

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Day 9

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Yea, she skipped a day. There simply was not much to write about. After Male TJ suddenly had to dash off had her wounds started to get infected badly. Nev had started to shiver and even though her bodyheat had risen to a high fever, she couldnt start trembling from being so cold. With the little reserve she had, had she strolled for hours, rather aimlessly, through the alleys, determined not to go back to PimpGuy’s shelter because she was sure he would be extremely pissed to see her in this condition. By pure accident, or luck, had she stumbled upon the clinic that seemed to be abandoned and ... like the rest of this city ... filthy and on the verge of tumbling down. She had snuck in, found something that resembled disinfectant, dabbed all her wounds and then she just hid, curled up into a little trembling ball of misery in a cold, dark corner of the deserted hospital.

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Nev sneaks up behind PimpGuy, dressed in old sweatpants and a top, trying to stay behind him so he wouldnt see the scratchwounds and puncturewounds on her chest and neck. "Hello." she said softly, eyes shifting to the two girls, not sure if she was interrupting something.

Working Girl BA laughs "Oh is that so ....... what would you do, rape me?" She tilts her head looking at the new arrival. "Hello."

Working Girl HN stands up quickly and runs up the street, hoping to make her quota before the next time she sees PimpGuy.

Nev watches one of the girls run off and lifts her hand up, wriggling her fingers at the other. She hadnt seen either of them before.

PimpGuy hears the neko in the chair. "you're gonna learn what respect means sooner or later", he thinks as he hears a familiar voice behind him. Not in a hurry to turn around he tells Working Girl BA "rape would be your last thing to worry about!". Swearing out loud, feeling a rush of anger attacking his brain, he turns around, shouting out loud at Nev "and where the fuck have you been?"

Working Girl BA laughs and rolls her eyes taking a long drag on her joint and purrsss, "Ask Master, I like it rough ........ so do tell what else would i need to fear but rape?" She smirks "Damn Stubble and his damn drug of arousal and heat."

Nev's first response is to duck down when he turns towards her swiftly and bursts out, as if she were expecting him to hit her. Her arms fly over her chest, trying to cover up the wounds. "I-I .. ehhr ... had a rough client."

PimpGuy moves his eyes down her body, noticing the nasty scratch over her shoulder. He takes her wrists ... she's never been acting like that before. Pulling her arms aside, seeing her chest makes him drop his jaw and gasp, managing to only tell her "holy shit, girl, what happened to you?", completely forgetting about the neko, smoking weed behind him, claiming to be Stubble's pet.

Working Girl BA smirks and now ignores him, closing her eyes and smoking her joint.

Nev relaxes only a little bit, she had been hiding for almost two days, attempting to selfmedicate, so her wounds would heal before he would see her. But then she had figured that the longer she would stay away, the more pissed he would be with her and therefor decided to just 'fess up and let him know what had happened. She lowers her eyes to the concrete and shuffles her foot over the ground, ashamed .. even though she could never have seen it coming. "It was .. a b-beast. He looked like a normal man, but ... well ... he wasnt."

PimpGuy reaches to his hat and pushes it a bit up. "A man, turning into a beast? what kind of drugs she's on?", he thinks to himself. Pushing her chin up, trying to look into her eyes he tells her "what the fuck are you talking about? you think I'm dumb or what? how do you expect me to believe it?"

Nev avoids eyecontact with him and shifts her eyes to the side. She lifts one hand up to flick her hair back so the multiple puncturewounds in her neck from where she was bitten were visible. "There is ... more." she whispered, closing her eyes now and wincing .. she hadnt been able to sit or walk normal since that beast had raped her ass with his claws and two days later her bum was still one big bloody mess. She hadnt eaten a thing since then, afraid how it would feel if her bowelsystem were set in motion and he'd feel her body trembling as he held her by her wrist.

Working Girl BA lifts her eyes and mews a sultry "Hello Master."

Stubble  pats his pet's head as he looks around "there's my kitten" seeing PimpGuy and Nev closeby he taps his hat and greets "hey D i see you found her " gesturing at Nev

PimpGuy grabs her shoulders and shakes her body back and forward, feeling the rush of anger again. He searched the whole bloody city all over, 3 times one after another and now she comes with a shitty explanation about supernatural things happening. "There better be something more that would really convince me you're saying the truth, cause if you put yourself into my postition you'll easily see that I'm thinking you tried to make your way out of it and things went wrong!", he shouts loud, before he turns to Stubble and tells him "yeh, she came back alone, talking about men turning into beasts, you haven't drugged her recently? have you?"

Working Girl BA mews softly "Have you fixed the tags for my collar yet Master?" Her voice thick with the drug mixed with the weed she is now smoking, she offers her joint to her Master.

Nev either doesnt notice Stubble or just blatently ignores him, thats not quite clear. She almost looses balance when PimpGuy starts to shake her so violently, her body weak and sore and the sudden movements causing excrutiating pain in her ass. Tears well up in her eyes but she tries to blink them back "Somewhere m-more .. private .. please?" she whimpers. Not wanting to drop her pants in the middle of the street to show everyone her heavily abused and torn out rear.

Stubble smirks as he takes over the joint of his kitten and takes a deep drag, holding in the smoke he thinks out loud "nope dont thinks so ...nope ....although the first time I drugged her it still had a nasty hallucinative side effect ...maybe its a flash back" He shrugs as he takes another drag and blows the tip bright red

PimpGuy grabs her arm and pushes her rudely. "yeh, I don't think so too, but I'll give the bitch a fucking chance to prove it, maybe she just lost it!", he tells Stubble. "this way and it better be something important!", he shouts at her and leads her down the street.

Nev gets dragged along with him, her feet almost unable to keep up with his pace and she 'eeeps' in pain.

Working Girl BA just watches the two go and chuckles, she could tell she was still under the effects of his drug.

PimpGuy keeps walking down the street holding her unstable body in front of him, directing her. On the way he keeps thinking and realises he's glad enough his best whore is back and she'll probably be forgiven whatever she did. Pushing her behind the corner and looking around to check if anyone's watching them he tells her, feeling a bit calmer "ok, what do you have to show me?"

Nev had hoped for a somewhat more sheltered place, but walking all the way to the caravan didnt really appeal to her either. She checks the area a bit skitterish before untying the rope around her waist and then pushes down her sweatpants over her hips. She wouldnt even have to bend over to let anyone who saw her bum realise that what had happened there was not caused by a normal human being .. or at least .. not by human hands.

PimpGuy takes her hips and makes her turn around and bend her over slightly. He gets onto his knees behind her, spreading her ass cheeks, covered in blood, trying to explore what happened better. He turns his head aside from the nasty sight and gulps, trying not to throw up. Still not convinced in her words he says, starting to feel a little sympathy. "so, you're sure it was a beast and not some mindfucked freak with a knife trying to tear your insides? got any proof for that?", he asks, still being suspicious.

Nev felt ashamed and worthless, it wasnt her fault that she had stumbled upon such a freak, but still .. all she had tried to do was work as hard as possible to make PimpGuy proud of her and she feels like she has let him down, as if she has failed him. Tears now drip down her cheeks and she shakes her head "He turned into a lycan .. in front of my eyes .. he bit me in my throat, drank my blood .. raked his claws over my chest and fucked me in the ass with his claws." She turns to face him and show him once again the wounds in her neck. "I can show you where he took me .. and I have some hair from his fur .. but well, I could have just brushed that of a kitten, so ... " She didnt know how she could proof it other than just by showing him the damage done to her.

PimpGuy takes her pants from her ankles and pulls them up her legs, tying them again. He gets up and pulls her closer taking a better look at her neck. "Fuck me, but those are really some nasty bite marks!", he thinks as he sees the holes into her skin, caused by non human teeth for sure. He hugs her, pulling her closer to him and takes her neck, putting her head over his shoulder. "Ok, don't cry, I believe you now", he says trying to calm her down "I'll find a way to take care of that"

Nev felt so relieved that he believed her and buried her face into the nape of his neck, blinking extra hard to push the tears away. "He ... will want to use me again." she whispered. Despite the abuse and pain that beast had caused her, she had been brave as hell and done everything humanly possible to try and satisfy him, in order to survive .. he would have sucked the life out of her if he wasnt pleased. The only reason he had left her barely alive was because she was 'good' enough to be used again. "Im sorry, Im so sorry."

PimpGuy wraps his arms around her tighter as he says "don't worry, he won't, I'm pulling you off from the streets and next time he comes we'll be fucking ready for it". He tries to think of a way to kill a lycan, just to find out he wasn't a big enough fan of horror movies and hadn't seen enough of them. Her severe inner wounds scare him seriously. He's taken care of many wounds, but never seen something like that before. Thinking hard what could help her, knowing the hospital is abandoned, he remembers about the gasoline covered buttplug he stuck up that neko's ass earlier before threatening her he would set her on fire if she wouldn't listen to him. Maybe he could use the same approach to disinfect Nev's insides. "Ok, I want you to go to the hospital and hide somewhere and wait for me", he says as he turns around and heads for the caravan in a hurry, not waiting for an answer.

Nev felt her heart skip a beat when he hugged her even tighter and his by now familiar scent comforted her. It doesnt really sink in yet what he would mean with pulling her off the street, but when he lets go of her and tells her to meet him at the clinic does she simply nod and watches him walk off in the direction of the caravan. Only when he is out of sight does she start to limp her way back to the clinic where she had been hiding for the past two days.

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Nev paces around the examination room with her funny walk, unable to stand still and impossible to sit down does she wait impatiently for PimpGuy to arrive. For two days had she been on the lookout to keep away from him and now she couldnt wait till she saw him again. In her own little weird world, he was the only one she trusted to take care of her.

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PimpGuy had disappeared in the dark starting to run, stumbling over things unable to see where he went. Once he reached the caravan, he found his secret hole in the floor, opening it he got all the money he had left there and tucked it into his pockets. Just 200 dollars left after the movie startup 'business'. "it's not really much", he thought as he got back on the street and dialed the number of an old friend who supplied him with the sex toys he used for the neko. "I need another buttplug and a chastity belt, meet at the gas station in 15 minutes", he shouted and hung up. Luckily when he reached the station the guy was already here, asking for 100 dollars. "That's a damn robbery!", PimpGuy frowned and handed him the money, rushing to the hospital. As he entered it, taking a look around he walked over to the reception desk and started to drum his fingers over it, shouting loud "come out ...", pausing for a while, thinking of her name and remembering she said just "No". It makes him start to laugh, but he will call her like that from now on. "Come out, No!", he shouts again and starts to wait.

Nev heard his voice and comes out immediately, well .. as fast as she could move that is. "No?" she looked at him puzzled when she rounded the corner and saw him by the reception desk.

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PimpGuy had forgotten to bring something he told her, and needed to go get it. Nev had to wait even longer and she felt herself getting weaker, dizzier ... the room started spinning.

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PimpGuy enters the hospital with a snake-like walk, holding his bleeding head. At least he got the buttplug he forgot to take. Sitting over the desk and rolling over it, he passes to the other side and starts slapping Nev's cheeks, whispering "Hey, No! Wake up!"

Nev had tried to keep her head clear or at least had tried to stay on her feet. But the fear she'd been living in for the past few days to not get discovered, and now the relieve of having come out of her hiding place and telling the truth about what had happened to her ... in combination with not having eaten anything for days ... her body was weakened and while she waited for PimpGuy to return again .. the room had started to spin and well ... that is actually the last thing she remembered. ... a spinning room. When she hears his voice ... she slowly comes to again. The slapping on her cheeks dont even register, its the familiar voice, the only voice she trusts that bring her back to consciousness.

PimpGuy wraps his hands under her shoulders and pulls her body up. Putting one of his arms behind her knees he lifts her up in the air and asks her "Show me the way to that surgery room!". He turns back for a second leaving her feet over the desk just to grab the garbage bag and put it over her lap and heads down the coridors, following her directions.

Nev rests her head against his chest, letting his heartbeat calm her down. "Just around the corner." she mumbled, a limp hand sort of waving in the direction of the examination room. She had wondered what he had in the garbage bag before she fainted, but now she doesnt even care anymore. He would fix her up, he would make her better. He was the one that took care of her.

PimpGuy knocks at the door and takes a peek inside. Finding out it's occupied and the doctor is busy, he turns around and walks over to the bed, closest to the shelves and drops her body over it as he tells her "I know it's not the right moment to ask, but it would be wonderful if you earned any money, cause I'm gonna need some very soon"

Nev immediately curls up on the bed, laying on her side because it was impossible for her to lay on her back and have pressure on her bum. She nods and extends her left leg towards him. "It is in my shoe, take it off ... under the sole." She peers at him through her lashes, adding in a hushed tone "Its 750 in total .. 600 from a client and 150 I had left from my share. Take it all."

PimpGuy tucks the money into his pocket, dropping the bag over the floor next to the bed and hurries to the shelves. He starts searching for things fast to find out there are no painkillers or anaesthetics left. "Fuck!", he swears and keeps searching, pushing most of the medicines aside and bringing some down over the floor. After a bit more struggle he comes back to her holding a roller, a packet of cotton and a bottle of high degree spirit from the blue one. He drops the stuff next to her and tells her "that's all I could find at this damn place"

Nev had been here for two days, trying to selfmedicate her wounds or at least .. disinfect them. So she knew all to well that the provisions of medical supplies in this place were poor. She had no clue still what PimpGuy had in mind, but she just nods and throws him a faint smile "It will have to do."

PimpGuy unties her pants and pulls them off quickly. "Spread wide!", he tells her as he puts his hands over the inners of her thighs and checks her wounds ones again. After examining carefully for a few minutes he tells her "well, you're not torn inside, if you were you would have died from blood loss within a few hours, think you're just scratched and it's getting infected already"

Nev rolled over on her belly and spread her legs for him, pouting her ass up some. Just assuming this position already caused her extra painwaves and she bites down hard to not whimper. He was gonna help her and she wanted to be 'brave' for him. "I tried to disinfect it." she mumbled between clenched teeth.

PimpGuy takes the packet of cotton and tears a few big pieces from it. Bending the bottle of spirit over it he soaks the pieces good and leaves them over her waist, searching into his pockets. He takes out the buttplug and a duct tape. Wrapping the cotton around the plug, he takes the roller and starts bandaging the whole thing. Once he's done he pulls it hard, with no cutting tools at hand he just tears off. The duct tape is used to stick the base of it before he pours the remaining spirit over his self assembled 'disinfection tool'. "This is gonna burn a lot", he says as he touches her rear hole with the tip of it.

Nev had her face pushed down in the dirty, foul smelling sheets and hadnt seen what PimpGuy had been doing. Trusting him completely she would let him do whatever he deemed best and she braces herself when he warns her about the burning to come. Gripping her clawed hands down in the matrass untill her knuckles are white. Nothing could be worse than what that beast had done to her, she thought .. untill the in spirit-drenched tip of the cottoned-plug presses against her abused open flesh of her anus and she pushes her head further into the matrass to muffle the cries of pain she is unable to keep inside of her.

PimpGuy taps her ass cheek, giving her another second to get ready for what's gonna follow. "Bite the pillow! I'm gonna do it fast!", he says, waiting for another moment and presses his fingers over the plug hard, watching it slide up her abused rear hole fitting in perfectly. Happy with the result he gets up from the bed and gets back to the shelves, searching for glucose. She told him she hasn't eaten anything for days and she's gonna need some energy soon. He gets back to the bed, grabbing the bag and fills it in with all the glucose he could find on the shelves, tossing her one package and tells her "Drink this, it tastes like shit, but you need to eat"

Nev almost swallows the pillow, biting down in it so deep when the plug gets pushed beyond the badly damaged ring into her torn up insides. The cold spirit burning and stinging like hell. She doesnt dare to move a muscle with that thing stuck up her ass and lays completely stiffened on the bed waiting for the pain to either ebb away or for her to 'get used' to it. The package with the glucose substance lands near her head and she hears the thud next to her but isnt ready to lift up her head .. just yet.

PimpGuy notices her hesitation and gets pissed. He sits next to her and grabs her body, turning it around and makes her sit on his lap. Biting on the glucose package, he pulls his head aside, tearing a hole into the nylon and lifts it up to her lips, telling her "Drink and hurry up or we're gonna miss it!"

Nev clamps on to him when he pulls her up in his lap. A scared little girl in immense pain clinging on the one who had forcefully made her 'his property'. With no-one else to turn to and no idea who she was, she holds on to him and basically just puts her life in his hands. Feeling the package against her lips she starts to suck on it, swallowing the icky tasting liquid and finally nourishing her starving body with the sugary substance. She feels the effects of it almost immediately, the energy rush flowing through her veins and she keeps on drinking untill she had finished it all. "M-miss what?" she asks with a trembling voice.

PimpGuy smiles as he tosses the empty package over the floor and reaches down to the bag, starting to search inside of it. "You're gonna see!", he tells her as he pulls out the clothes he bought for the movie. Pulling off his top and tucking it into the bag together with his hat and mask he goes on "Get changed now, we gotta look decent or we'll fail"

Nev frowns, totally clueless about what he had in mind. But she hugs him a little tighter for a moment before she lets go and climbs off of his lap. Wincing when the plug inside her rear sends more painwaves through her tiny frame, but she forces herself to be brave and .. although slowly .. starts to dress up in the secretary outfit. "Are y-you gonna tell me what youre plan is?" she whispered.

PimpGuy shakes his head as he pulls from the bag his favorite t-shirt. It's almost clean, cause he didn't get a chance to wear it around yet. Tossing it over his head and stretching his arms, searching for the sleeve holes, he puts it on as he tells her "I won't tell you anything, cause you might get scared and ruin it". He remebers about the bullets over his belt and takes it off throwing it inside the bag, together with her old clothes.

Nev just nods, buttoning up the gorgeous blouse and adjusting her stockings so the seams were straight. It hurt like hell to bend down and feel the plug push and dig into the damaged walls of her bowels but the glucose had given her the little extra oomf and dressing up this fancy gave her also extra 'energy'. I'm ehhr .. yea .. I guess I'm ready." She brushes her hair with her fingers, trying to undo it of all the knots and make it look pretty.

PimpGuy turns facing her, running his hands over his chest, trying to smoothen his t-shirt. He looks at her innocently and asks her "do I look like a good boy or what?". Starting to laugh, he grabs the bag, rolling the end of it over his wrist and ties it up, tossing it over his shoulder. He grabs her wrist and pulls her after him, starting to run. "Come on! We still have time!", he tries to make her follow him faster.

Nev follows him as quickly as possible, not that she had much choice with him dragging her along. Despite the pain and her weak body does she start to giggle as adrenaline takes over, the excitement of the 'unknown' and the pure pleasure it brings her to see him this way ... laughing that is. "Time for what?" she cant help but ask, trying desperately not to show the pain she is in.

PimpGuy keeps laughing as he tries to go as fast as possible, dragging her to the dropping point after him. He takes a look at the next helicopter about to land already hovering over the spot and looks at her, getting immediately serious "we'll get onto this one!", he tells her and waits for her reaction.

Nev's eyes widen when they arrive at a place she hadnt been before and her jaw literally drops seeing .... a helicopter? She hadnt known there was any kind of transportation in this city. Had she seen buses or an airport on her first day here ... hell .. she would have got on to one and fled town. "Wh-where are we going?" she asks him, unable to take her eyes off the flying machine with the rotating blades that make her hair swoop up and fly all around her head.

PimpGuy looks at the helicopter landing slowly and the ramp falling down. He's been looking for a way out and it has seemed next to impossible to climb the walls around the city and pass through the army guarding it. About a month earlier he talked to a guy, who was completely crazy, talking all the time how he was gonna leave the city. Nobody believed him, but the guy disappeared and they didn't find his body. Paying the soldiers who were unloading the next load of fresh human supply pushing them down the ramp, seemed like the only way out. "Somewhere away from here ... at least until you heal!", he answers shortly and pulls her to the ramp.

Nev squeezed his hand tight, still eyeing the helicopter in sheer amazement and she feels her heart pounce rapidly ... due to the much needed supply of sugar into her veins but mostly due to the excitement of leaving this place .. with PimpGuy. Her movements awkard she lets him push her up the ramp towards the machine that is about to take them away from here, one hand on her head in an attempt to hold her hair under control so it wouldnt block her sight.

PimpGuy sees a little empty space between two of the soldiers as they keep pushing the fresh moving meat down the ramp. He notices a few not bad looking chicks into the crowd and tries to memorize their faces so he can find them later. He rushes in the empty space, pulling her after him, but one of the soldiers notices the movement and pushes them back, holding his gun, shouting "Step back or I'm gonna shoot you both!". He looks at him and steps back. Knowing he should look desperate in such situations, he tries to act and tells him "Come on, man! We're fucking healthy". Not that the solider cared to hear that, but after PimpGuy pulled out two bills of a 100 dollars each and handed them to him, he started to think. After looking back at his comrades, he nodded at PimpGuy to come over and whispered into his ear "a hundred more and you're in!". That sounded like a music for PimpGuy's ears. He gave him another 100 dollar bill and turned to Nev shouting "Ok, No! come on over!".

Nev stared in utter amazement at what she saw. Girls being brutally shoved out of the helicopter and only now do things 'sort of' start to make sense. She couldnt yet grasp it entirely, but the helicopter .. the soldiers .. the poor women being dumped here ... this probably had been the way she had come to this city too. It just all settles in the back of her mind, she still had no recollection of her life .. before this one. But at least now she had found one clue in the big puzzle. She watched the exchange of bills taking place and quickly wurms herself through the mass of bodies being squooshed of the helicopter and dumped like trash. She takes a seat next to PimpGuy, leaning in close to him while trying to keep her face from showing her amazement and surprise. "Thank you Sir." she said with a sultry smile on her lips, winked at the soldier who had given them permission to get in and crossed one leg over the other, even though her ass was burning by that movement. "Much appreciated."

PimpGuy gets up from his place and walks over to the edge of the ramp as they get airborn. He throws his arms up in the air and shouts out a long "Woooooooooooo!", like it was the biggest achievement of his life. It wasn't though. He clearly knew they'd have to go back when they ran out of money, but they made it out and that was what mattered right now so he was happy. He managed to see what was there behind the walls and he had been right. If they tried to escape from there they would get shot without a warning. A fucking army had surrounded the place to hold it under control. After they fly for another few minutes, he feels the helicopter starting to lower down to the ground and the guy who he'd paid approaches him, trying to shout louder than the engines "WE DROP YOU NEXT TO THIS ROAD AND YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN!". PimpGuy nods, takes the bag, and walks over to the edge of the ramp again, looking back to make sure she follows him.

Nev felt her stomach flip around several times, lifting off and flying away .. away from this hell hole. The 'actress' she was kept a stirn face, as if it was the most normal thing to do and she tries to come across blasé about everything that happened so unexpectedly. She couldnt help but grin though when she saw PimpGuy shout out in glee and throw his arms up above his head. Quickly she follows him when they are told ... or rather shouted at .. to get out and with all the dignity she is able to pull of does she walk towards the ramp with swaying hips and reaches out her hand towards PimpGuy to let him help her down on the ground.

PimpGuy realises the huge machine is hovering about 4 meters above the ground and it won't land especially for them, which is understandable. He throws the bag down and not giving her a chance to get ready, pushes her after it. Turning his head over his shoulder he looks at the man that helped them and instead of a 'thanks' he shows him a thumbs up and jumps himself. He wonders if he managed to push her fast enough so she can land over the bag full of clothes when his own body colides with the ground and he feels into his legs the pressure of a hard landing, rolling his body over the ground once he touches it.

Nev screamed in a very girly way when PimpGuy pushed her out of the helicopter and with arms and legs flying around does she fall flat-faced with a loud thud onto the garbage bag. Even though it did break her fall, the sudden impact send another wave of pain through her entire body and she lay there for a moment .. deadstill .. only her mind moving around and around, unsure whether she should even attempt to try and stand up. The storm created by the rotating blades of the helicopter and the deafening noise of the flying machine both slowly faded as it went on its way to an unknown destination and only then does she turn her head a bit to spy the area in search of PimpGuy.

PimpGuy gets up onto his feet slowly. Waiting for a few seconds for his body to react to the injuries before he gets calm, feeling just a slight pain in one of his wrists. Compared to the electric shock that suicidal bitch caused him earlier it was next to nothing. He walks back about 20 meters looking at the pile of garbage bag and human body over it. "Are you ok, No?", he asks when he gets closer and turns around, trying to figure out where they are. On one side of the road he sees a huge plain and on the other there is a forest. Not that he was too good at geography in school but looking a bit further he could see the mountains so they should be quite far from the coast.

Nev starts to crawl up on her feet, the way her mind worked was bizarre .. the whole situation of escaping the city and being thrown out of the helicopter ... the first thing that worried her and she started to check up on now was .. whether her 'costume' had been damaged. Looking down she finds her stockings to be in one piece and although the white awesome blouse had become a little smudgy .. there was no permanent damage and nothing appeared to be torn. She doesnt pay that much attention to where they were, just let a smile curl up on her lips and nods looking over at PimpGuy "I think so .. are you?"

PimpGuy starts to laugh as he sees her checking her clothes. "yeah, I'm fine", he says, trying to come up with a plan what they will do from now on ... And it doesn't take him long. He crosses the road and walks into the forest, disappearing for a few minutes and comes back pulling a fallen tree after him. Leaving it right over the road he walks back into the woods a few more times and brings out a few bigger stones, placing them next to the tree close enough to block the road even for higher vehicles. "Take the bag and come on over", he shouts at her "we need to hide and wait for a car"

Nev watches him disappear and return several times, nodding to herself when she understands what he has in mind when she sees him building the roadblock. Before he had even told her, had she already picked up the bag and started to walk .. or stumble .. over to the edge of the forest. Her steps careful and peering down at the road and grass she stepped on, in order not to twist her ankles wearing her high heels and hurt herself even more than she already was. Once she reached PimpGuy does she extend her free hand towards him to let him help her with the last bit into the woods. "You think it will take long?" she whispered, knowing he wouldnt know the answer to that question any better than she did .. but any lie would work for her and she just wanted to be comforted by his re-assurance.

PimpGuy smiles as he sits down on the grass and leans his back against a tree. "No idea", he says and pulls out a pack of cigarettes, lighting one, starting to wait patiently. "It's your turn to hurt someone though", he adds as he takes a deep drag from his cigarette and coughs slightly.

Nev doesnt sit down, the buttplug soaked with disinfecting spirit preventing her from being 'comfortable' and she leans against a tree, looking down at him. "My turn?" A frown decorates her forehead and she shakes her head slowly, not getting what he has in mind now. Even though he had provided her with a knife .. she hadnt used it yet .. and her survival-technique had consisted of just making sure to 'please' her clients that well that they didnt feel the need to ... well ... to 'not' kill her.

PimpGuy nods as he throws her the pack of smokes and the lighter. "yes, your turn", he says, "I hurt too many people lately and start to feel guilty about it.", he pretends he's starting to cry, but fails to act long and falls in laughter. "Anyway", he continues, "when a car stops, the bloke will walk out of it to remove the obstacle, grab something heavy, sneak behind him and smash it at the back of his head. He's gonna fall asleep for a while"

Nev catches the pack of cigs and lighter in a reflex and without even giving it a second thought does she take a cigaret and lights it. She doesnt remember if she had ever smoked before, but she liked the scent of the smoke that was part of PimpGuy's distinctive scent and maybe the nicotine would calm her nerves and even ease the pain in her butt. She almost chokes on the first drag but gets used to it quickly and puffs on the fag, chuckling when he put on his bad act. She wasnt sure she would be able to pull it off, her body was weakened and she was in more pain than she could decribe .. but .. if a car would come ... "Allright." she mumbles, her face covered in a white cloud of smoke exhaling through her nose "I can do that." she adds, trying not to let her voice tremble and not only wanting him to believe her, but also trying to convince herself by saying it out loud.

PimpGuy shrugs as he finishes his cigarette and throws the filter back, holding it between two of his fingers and pushing it with a third one. "ok", he says "if you can't we'll have to learn to live like forest people, we'll need to find water and after there is no more glucose left, I guess we'll have to make bows and arrows and start hunting", he chuckles wondering if the dark perspective will motivate her enough and goes on "hopefully we will make it till the winter comes, after that we'll need to find a cave or die"

Nev just lifts both eyebrows and takes smalls drags from her cigaret. She knew he was trying to stimulate her into doing what he had requested from her, but if for whatever reason she wouldnt be able to do it ... why the fuck wouldnt he then just do it himself. After all, he was the one with the muscles and 'experience' when it came to being the agressor. "You Tarzan, Me Jane?" she snickers jokingly before taking another puff from her cig.

Nev just lifts both eyebrows and takes smalls drags from her cigaret. She knew he was trying to stimulate her into doing what he had requested from her, but if for whatever reason she wouldnt be able to do it ... why the fuck wouldnt he then just do it. After all, he was the one with the muscles and 'experience' when it came to being the agressor. "You Tarzan, Me Jane?" she snickers jokingly before taking another puff from her cig.

PimpGuy chuckles tearing off a hand full of grass and tosses it over his head. He puts his hands next to his ears and makes a funny face, saying "No, you Jane, me Jane hunter" and keeps laughing, remembering what kind of guy he was before the fucking explosions. He surely hated his life back then, but he's not sure he likes his current one either.

It was absurd how a little humour in dark times could lighten up a mood and Nev laughed with him, only to choke on the smoke she had inhaled and she gets a cough-fit that makes her wince and whimper in pain when the muscles in her ass contract around the foreign object still inserted in her. It takes a moment for her to catch her breath. "Where will we go?" she asks him after a moment of silence, biting her lip some and scanning the road in hopes to see the headlights of an uncoming car.

PimpGuy shrugs another time and sticks a piece of grass between his lips. "I'm more interested in where we are", he tells her, making a long pause, staring into her eyes, before he asks "where you wanna go?"

Nev keeps her eyes on the road and ponders over his question. "Anywhere." is the first thing that comes to mind. In silence she adds " ... as long as I am with you." For the slightest moment does she return his stare, glad it was dark so he couldnt see the blush heating up her cheeks. "Somewhere warm? With a beach?"

PimpGuy reaches to his forehead and brushes the sweat off of it with the back of his hand. It was a warm day so a beach sounded like a damn good idea. "A beach will do, I was thinking about the coast too", he manages to say right before he hears the sound of a vehicle approaching. He puts a finger over his lips, making her a sign to shut up for a while and tries to guess what's approaching them. "A small car, italian engine, far from it's best times", he thinks "FIAT probably". "ok, get ready", he tells her lowering his voice and rolls around looking at the road through the bushes.

Nev held her breath, a new adrenaline wave rushing through her veins and she was sure that whoever was in that car, still far from them .. would be able to hear her wild thumping heartbeat. She quickly looks around her, pursing her lips together not to shout out when she bend down on her knees and picked up a rock that seemed to fit her hand. She got up again, eyes spying the road in awaital of the headlights while her free hand fumbled with her skirt and dress. Hopefully it would be a single male driver in the car who she could distract with her appearance before slamming the rock into his head.

PimpGuy grabs her shoulder and holds her as the car stops. He looks at the man, getting out from it and looking around, wondering who got the road blocked and getting suspicious. After a while, he decides to move the obstacles and continue probably feeling a bit more calm since nothing happened. Then PimpGuy releases her shoulder and looking at her face he opens his mouth to say "Now!", but just moves his lips, not making any sound. He gets ready to get involved quickly if things go wrong and keeps his eyes on the road waiting like a predator.

Nev's muscles were tense and she felt beads of sweat trinkling down her forehead and down the back of her neck. She was nervous as hell but nods at PimpGuy, forcing a re-assuring smile on her face before she as quiet as mouse starts to make her way back to the road, trying to hide her appearance by keeping the car between herself and the man who was busy to clean up the roadblock PimpGuy had build earlier. Biting down on the inside of her cheeks as she bend down behind the vehicle does she wait until the man returns from the side of the road and kneels down with his back towards her to lift up a big rock. On her tiptoes does she sneak behind him, one arm lifted up high above her and aiming the rock at the back of his head. She heard the man's breath, he was clearly not in the best shape and had started panting and sweating from clearing the road and he had no idea she had snuck up behind him. Silently she gulps, counts to three in her head and then slams down the rock as hard as she possibly can. The sound of the stone crashing down on his skull making her stomach flip. He never even had time to shout, just drops down with a thud and lays motionless on the ground in front of her feet and leaves her frozen about her own act.

PimpGuy watches the man fall down and comes out of the bushes, getting in the middle of the road and starts to clap loudly. "Good job girl!", he shouts as he hurries to clear the remainder of the roadblock, picking up the stones and tossing them aside of the road. He grabs the tree and starts dragging it back into the forest, shouting again "check his pockets!". After he's done with the "cleaning" he went to the place he left the bag and takes it before he gets back on the road to open the trunk and put it inside of it.

It took Nev a few seconds before she started to cheer herself. A loud howl of victory emerging from her throat as she threw her head back and let the sound fill the dark air. "HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!" Then she kneels down next to the man, so exctatic about her achievement she didnt even feel the pain of the plug tormenting her insides. Her hands quickly patted down over his form, checking all pockets and folds in his clothes. She found a wallet, a small pocket knife, a cellphone, a bundle of keys and a packet of gum. With all the treasures clamped into one hand does she swiftly strip the man of his coat and shoes, thinking maybe later PimpGuy would have use of these items and then rushes to the car and gets into the passenger's seat.

PimpGuy walks over to the man and grabs his body under the shoulders dragging him off from the road into the forest, making sure someone wouldn't run over him. He puts the back of his hand in front of his nose and checks for breathing. Once he finds out he's alive and even hears him snore he gets back to the car and sits into it, slamming the driver's door after him. Reaching down to the keys, he starts the engine, presses the throttle and the clutch, shifts into 1st gear and takes off with a wheelspin, listening to the tires squealing as they leave black marks over the road behind him.

Nev had folded up the jacket she had taken from their victim and shoved it underneath her, supporting her buttocks but leaving sort of a hole free in the middle so it would release some of the pressure of having to sit down. She was now checking the glove-compartment of the small car that she already considered to be 'theirs' instead of having stolen it. The items she had found on the man lay in her lap while she rummages through the compartment in search of more usefull things and she lets out a 'Yay!' when she finds a roadmap. She also found a flashlight that didnt work, a halfeaten candybar and a little jar with ordinary over the counter painkillers, which she immediately opens to swallow three of them.

PimpGuy starts to laugh as he notices her song of joy. He looks at the dashboard to find out the gastank is half full. Something he hasn't seen before, cause he was always driving in the red zone, often running out of fuel. He keeps driving until he reaches the first road signs and peeks at the map, trying to figure out where the hell they are. "Who did we just rob?", he asks her pointing at his wallet.

Nev folds open the wallet and dumps the content on her lap, already spotting a quite impressive bundle of bills and more than one credit card. Further study let her conclude the man they had robbed most likely was a thief himself since none of the credit cards had the same name on it. She couldnt find a driver's licence or any other form of ID. "Hmmmm .... John Floster, Patrick deMoines, Dick Daynes or .. " she started to giggle ".... Jacqueline Mosters."

PimpGuy listens to the names and chuckles loudly as he asks her "no Mr Prick?". He waits for her answer taking a look at the map and points a finger over it, saying proudly "anyway, I think we're here, or wait no ....", he points at a nearby spot and tells her even more convinced "here!", scratching his head with his other hand before another "no wait ..." follows. He draws a big circle over the map and looks up at her face questiongly "maybe somewhere here?"

"No Pricks!" Nev laughs, stuffing the credit cards back in the wallet and flipping through the bills to count them, her lips moving as she quietly mumbles ".. one .. two .. three ... six .. eight .. twelve ... hmmm .. a total of 1420 in cash. Not that bad, right?" She turns her head towards PimpGuy, folding the bills together again and stuffing them back in the wallet too and then bursts out in a bubbly laughter seeing him scratch his head and marking a big area on the map "Well, that sounds about right. Can I have a look?"

PimpGuy nods as he keeps laughing "yeh you better do that, cause I can easily send us to the north pole instead of a beach". He takes the wallet, putting an elbow over the wheel and opens it, getting the money and throws the rest out of the window. Reaching down to the radio he turns it on and cycles through stations until he hears a familiar favorite song and sings a long loud, confident and false "Road runner, road runner! going faster miles an hour! tararara rararara! With the radio on!", not remembering part of the lyrics

Nev is slightly distracted by the sudden sound of his 'singing' and she cant help but feel incredibly happy at that moment, despite her uncomfortable position and pain still tormenting her ass. Feeling her cheeks getting warm and flustered again does she quickly turn her attention back on the map, looks around her for orientation, the mountains .. the roadsigns, the intersection .. and it doesnt take her that long to figure out where they had to be. She points at the map to show him "Here .. this is where we are .. and the coast is there ... so .. " she looks at the roadsigns again, back at the map and nods " .. yea, so we have to turn left here."

PimpGuy looks at her and back at the map. "yeh, I was going to turn left anyways", he says not very convincing as he smashes the throttle again and takes off like he's trying to improve a world record. He takes the intersection and keeps driving, following her directions until they get there.

Nev had studied the map, keeping one eye on the gas meter and estimated how far they could get without having to refill. Somehow she wanted to get to 'a destination' without attracting too much attention to them, and getting gas was tricky. Her eyes drift over the names of the several coastal villages and one pops out, she chuckles and gives him directions that will lead them to "Prickley Beach."

PimpGuy starts to laugh hard as he hears the name. "yesh! that's our place!", he says and pulls off the highway, starting to sniff the air for the specific scent of salty water like a dog, every minute or so.

The painkillers Nev had taken to numb her uncomfort some, but sitting in the small vehicle, despite the pillow she had fabricated, wasnt a position she could stay in that long. He'd notice she started to squirm on her seat and she was eager to reach their final destination and get out of the car. "What do we do when we get there?" she asked, letting all the events of tonight slowly settle in her mind.

PimpGuy turns to her, starting to think. Good question indeed. "First of all we'll keep your ass untouched, hopefully we won't meet any men turning into monsters, after that .... whatever comes along", he says moving his eyes back on the road.

Nev somehow sensed or knew that they would eventually have to return, even though she couldnt really find a reason for it. She stares out of the window at the passing landscape, secretly dreaming about escaping together, starting a new life. "Yea ... " she mumbles softly, not getting her eyes off of what lies outside ".... whatever comes along."

PimpGuy sees a gas station and pulls over to fill the tank. He enters to grab some junkfood for himself and returns to the car after paying for everything. Turning his eyes at her he realises she didn't really want to refuel and gives her a short explanation "sorry, had to do it, they burn better that way, we'll walk the past few kilometers on foot"

Nev had put on her act of being completely self-secure when she waited in the car for him to return. Even though she didnt see any people around, she didnt want to seem all nervous, fidgetty and basically 'look suspicious'. "Walk?" she mutters when they're back on the road again. She winces at the idea and starts to take her shoes off, glad she had stolen the shoes of the man that looked a lot more comfortable than the high heels she was wearing now. Then she reached for the jar of painkillers and took another two pills. "Fine .. probably best to dump the car."

PimpGuy pulls over one more time, already being able to see the sea. He does it at a downhill place. Taking out the bag from the trunk and handing it to Nev, he tears a piece of the man's jacket and sticks it into the gas tank, firing it up with his lighter. He jumps into the car real quick switching it off gear, directing it to the water and jumps from it while it moves, starting to look after it waiting for the explosion. "no, probably best to watch some fireworks", he says getting up from the concrete as the vehicle explodes behind him and the shock wave makes him fall down again.

Nev watched with wide eyes and got down even before the explosion, bracing herself for the blast and quickly looking around her afterwards to check if no-one was around. She put her high heels in the garbage bag and flung it over her shoulder while waiting for PimpGuy to get up and .. well ... lead the way?

PimpGuy looks around and sees lights near the seashore, saying "MOTEL", hard to judge in the dark how far it is, but not more than a few kilometers if he's able to read it from here. He takes her hand and heads into that direction, whistling happy tunes as they go.

Nev felt the butterflies dancing around in her belly again when he took her hand and appeared to be in such a happy mood. Soon she began to whistle too, and although still walking kinda funny, the painkillers did have their effect and she did her best not to slow him down.

PimpGuy watches the moon and it's floating reflection in the water as they go. Finally they reach the motel place. Following the signs to the reception room, he finds the guy who works there sleeping in his chair. PimpGuy tries to greet him and wake him up several times, raising his voice each time a bit more repeating "good evening" until he has to shout it. "We want the room with the biggest fucking bed", he tells him after he wakes up jumping in the chair. The guy hands them over the book and asks them to fill their names in, at which PimpGuy raises his eyebrows at him and pushes it back, saying "we'll pay double if we skip that" and the guy happily agrees.

Nev meanwhile acts as if its the most normal thing in the world to barge into a motel in the middle of the night with a garbage bag, no car and no intention to identify yourself and she flings herself into PimpGuys arms, one hand suggestively caressing his chest and dwelling down to his waist, so the nightguard would assume she was a whore he had picked up. When the man didnt make any objections about having them have the room without signing does she wink at him and blows him a kiss "Thank you handsome!"

PimpGuy pulls out the stack of bills from his pocket, searches for a 50 dollar one and slides it over the desk after seeing the most expensive room costs 25 per night. The guy gives him the key and takes the money. PimpGuy almost grabbed her ass reaching down when she started to caress his chest, but in the last moment he remembered it should be kept safe from people like him and moved his arm up, wrapping it around her waist, pulling her closer.

Nev had unbuttoned her blouse some and showed the man giving PimpGuy the keys a clear view of her cleavage before turning around and following PimpGuy to their room for the night. "That was easy" she whispered in his ear, curling her tongue out and flicking it in and around the shell of his ear to give the impression she had whispered something naughty to him.

Once they got to the room PimpGuy unlocks the door and pushes her inside, taking a look around and walking inside himself. He needs a shower and a sleep, but he feels so exhausted after the long day, that he decides to change the order and crashes jumping over the huge bed.

Nev drops the garbage bag the moment she steps inside and follows his example. Too tired even to undress she just kicks off the shoes that are at least three sizes too big for her and falls sideways on the bed. The only position she would be able to get some rest in.

PimpGuy smiles as he turns to her and wraps his arms around her belly, pulling her closer. "What a day!", he whispers and falls asleep holding her and breathing into her neck.

As tired as Nev is, she cant fall asleep right away and lays in his embrace with a smile on her face, unable to keep her eyes off of him as he sleeps. "What a day." she whispers .. about an hour later and finally lets herself drift off too.

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