Finding Fish Boy
It was an early day in March and the air was cold and the sky was cloudy and Mark Strong knew he was in trouble.
He’d dashed into the Southland mall in the hopes of eluding his pursuers but he’d caught sight of at least one of them on a lower level and while he hoped that the other man hadn’t caught sight of him, if there was one of his adversaries here, there were probably others as well and if there were others, he had virtually no time at all.
And then there was the sting in his leg and Mark didn’t have to look down to know he’d been hit. He knew his time was up so he started to run.
Startled shoppers grumbled at his passage. A few of them got angry but Mark had no time to stop. He pushed a group of girls out of his way as he kept on moving.
His leg felt like mush. The toxin was starting to take its hold.
He pushed past a kid holding a birthday balloon. “Hey,” said an older man who was probably the boy’s father. “Watch it.”
Mark just kept going. He had to find the exit but now his senses were starting to react to the toxin. His mind was shutting down.
No, he told himself. No. He had to flee.
He stumbled and he almost fell. He leaned against a wall to try and get his bearings and he shook his head. Too fast, he told himself. The toxin was coming on too fast.
Did he care about that? No, he didn’t care about that. He had to move. He had to move right now.
He pushed himself away from the wall and he took a couple of halting steps before he staggered and then dropped to the floor. He couldn’t move. He couldn’t move at all.
When he looked up again, he saw a man standing over him. “Well now, would you look who we have here,” the man said.
Inwardly, Mark groaned. He knew this man. His code name was Scorpio and it fit him to a tee. The man was all venom. He was hardly the type of man who would ever give you a break.
“I hear you’ve been a bad boy,” Scorpio said. “You’ve been taking things that don’t belong to you.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Mark said or at least that was what he trying to say. He wasn’t sure though just how well his mouth was working anymore.
“Don’t lie to me,” Scorpio said.
“I’m not lying,” Mark insisted.
Scorpio just sighed. “I suppose we’ll have to talk about this later in a more private setting. Boys!”
Mark knew he was being hoisted up onto his feet but that was about all that he was able to register.
“Bring him,” Scorpio said.
Mark knew he had to escape. There was absolutely no doubt about that. The question as it almost always was in such cases was how.
He hadn’t put up a fight when they’d taken him. Indeed, by the time they’d left with him, he was barely conscious at all and while he had the vague impression that several people had watched him being taken away, no one had stepped forward to help.
Once they’d gotten him to Scorpio’s lair, they’d given him the antidote to whatever it was that they’d shot him with before. It took a while for it to work but it wasn’t long before Mark had his faculties back and he realized that his hands were chained to the bed on which he was now lying nearly naked, a jock strap being the only item of clothing which he now wore.
The door to his cell opened and a woman stepped inside. Kimiko Lee. Agent Virgo. If she and Scorpio were teamed up together, then he was most definitely in a world of trouble.
“I see you are awake,” Kimiko said in her accented voice. “How nice. Now we can begin.”
“Begin?”
“You have taken something that does not belong to you. I have been asked to retrieve it.”
So Mark thought. Not exactly working together. Kimiko was more of a hired gun. That at least was something in his favor. “I have no idea what you are talking about,” he said.
“That may or may not be,” Kimiko said, “but as you may have ascertained by now, I don’t much care. I have been asked to retrieve the item. I will either retrieve the item or I will verify that you don’t have it.”
“You can search me if you want. I don’t have it.”
“You realize of course that that was the first thing we did. We know you do not have it on your person.”
“See!”
“It proves nothing. You may have had the item and you may have passed it on to an accomplice.”
“If I did that, then the item would already be out of your reach,” Mark sneered.
“Yes, that is true,” Kimiko agreed, “but then that is not the only option. You may have stashed the item somewhere in the hopes that you could go back and retrieve it.”
Mark shifted nervously and he hoped that Kimiko hadn’t caught that. What she’d said was closer to the truth than he dared admit.
“So you see, there are many options. It is up to us to see which one is true.”
“You won’t find it.”
“We shall see about that.”
Mark was panting hard. He didn’t know what it was that they’d given him but whatever it was was breaking down his defenses and he wasn’t sure how long he could hold out before he told them everything.
Agent Virgo. If there was any agent who less deserved that moniker, it was Kimiko Lee. She used her sex to her advantage and she was very skilled at taking every advantage that her sex offered her.
Mark couldn’t help but groan. Right now, the desire to eat her pussy was still there in his mind and it was a thought from which he couldn’t seem to free himself.
It was the drugs that did it. Heck, Kimiko had told him as much. She’d even complimented him for holding out as long as he had even as she told him that he would soon be hers.
He almost was already. The desire to please her was just so intense but he hadn’t given in. Not yet he hadn’t but he was sure she was right. He was sure that soon he would and he knew that even as he did give in to her, he’d applaud himself for doing exactly that.
He had to escape he told himself. He had to get out of there now.
“Agent Strong, how nice to have you visit me again.”
Yeah right, as if he had a choice, Mark thought and yet he knew that even if he had had a choice, there was a part of him that would have wanted to come here and be with Kimiko.
“Shall we get started then.”
In spite of himself, Mark nodded and Mark cringed at that. It showed just how far he’d fallen already that there was a part of him that wanted her to do whatever it was she was going to do to him.
“Sit down,” Kimiko told him.
Mark sat. In sessions past, he’d had to be forced into a chair but not now.
“Give me your arm.”
Again, Mark did as he was told to do.
Kimiko produced a syringe just as she always did. “Now,” she said, “how about we heat things up a bit.”
Mark nodded as he watched her slide the needle into his arm. That was what she always said and at the end of their sessions, there was another needle, to cool things down a bit and to take the edge off, Kimiko would always say. Mark wasn’t sure about that. He still felt plenty hot when they were done.
“Now, we’ll just give that a few minutes to start to take hold,” Kimiko said.
Mark nodded again. That was something else she almost always said.
Mark just sat there as his dick was getting harder and harder and she was there, too, watching him.
“I wish you could see yourself,” she cooed even as she began to remove her clothes. “You look so pretty sitting there but you’re going to look even prettier when you finally give in.”
When you finally give in. Not if, when. Damn, that sounded hot.
No wait, Mark corrected himself. Wait. There was a reason he wasn’t giving in.
Maybe so but the idea of surrendering to her was just so enticing. Mmm. She was down to just her bra and panties now and he couldn’t help himself. His dick throbbed at the thought of giving in. Wouldn’t that be nice, he told himself. Wouldn’t it be nice to fuck her pussy and not have to worry about anything.
Off came her bra and she was fondling her little titties with her hard nipples. She’d made him suck on those and he’d absolutely loved that.
“I can see you want me,” Kimiko purred, “but you know the best is yet to come.”
Mark couldn’t help but gulp. He knew what was about to come and he knew there was no way he could look away.
Off came her panties and there was her little hairless pussy and Mark couldn’t help but groan. He wanted that pussy. He wanted it bad.
She was undoing his restraints. It was a bad sign, Mark knew. It meant she knew she didn’t have anything to worry about from him.
Kimiko leaned forward and then she was running her hand over the front of his jock strap. “Should we see what we have in here?” she asked.
The answer was supposed to be no but that didn’t matter to Mark. He nodded eagerly.
Kimiko peeled back his jock strap to reveal his burgeoning cock. “Oh how pretty,” she cooed. “You look good enough to eat.”
Mark couldn’t help but groan at that. He wanted her to do that. He wanted her mouth on his cock.
“But maybe that’s not what you want,” Kimiko cooed. “Maybe you want something else.”
Mark just waited for whatever she was going to say next.
“Maybe you just want to fuck my tight, little Asian pussy.”
God yes. That was exactly what he wanted.
She seemed to sense that she’d won. “Is that what you want,” Kimiko cooed. “Do you want to fuck my little, Asian pussy?”
“Yes,” Mark groaned.
“And then you’re going to tell me whatever I want to know.”
“Anything,” Mark agreed.
“Then I think you earned this,” Kimiko said as she perched herself on her hands and knees before the agent. “Just look at my pussy and just think about what you’re going to do to me.”
Oh God. She was right there in front of him perched there and she was waiting. That’s all she was doing. She was waiting. He could see her little round ass. He could see her little puckered hole and most of all, he could see her pussy, just waiting for him to stick his cock inside her.
No, he told himself. No. He couldn’t do it.
Of course he could. She was right there. She was waiting. She was waiting for his cock.
He moved forward. Surrender would be so easy and so wonderful.
At the last minute though, he pushed Kimiko flat onto her belly.
“What the—”
But Mark wasn’t listening. He had to act fast before his mind told him what a fool he was being. He grabbed the panties that Kimiko had so recently discarded and he shoved them in Virgo’s mouth so that she couldn’t scream or if she did, so she wouldn’t be heard. It was only then that he pinned her arms behind her back, making sure that his cock never touched her body for he knew that if that happened, he wouldn’t be able to keep himself from giving in to what his cock wanted.
“You are so going to pay for this,” came Kimiko’s muffled voice.
Maybe, Mark thought, but he had to keep his mind on what he was doing. His arms tightened their hold on Kimiko’s arms.
“Ow, ow, ow.”
“The access code for the door lock. I want it.”
“Fuck you.”
“I hardly think that’s the right code.”
“That’s all you’re going to get.”
Mark tightened his grip on her arms. “I’ll break them,” he said. “You know I will.”
Kimiko said nothing.
“All right then. You asked for it.”
He’d only just begun to tighten his pressure when Kimiko relented. “All right, all right,” she said.
“The code.”
“It’s four, six, eight, five.”
“Four, six, eight, five?”
“Yes.”
“It had better be,” Mark said even as he grabbed the agent’s top and used it to bind her arms behind her back and then he shoved the panties even farther into her mouth. “If it’s not the right code, I’ll be back in a few moments.”
Even as he went to the door, Mark had no idea if the code would work but when he punched it in, the door opened.
Just outside the door were a couple of guards. Mark quickly dispatched them and then he was moving on. One of the guards staggered into the interrogation room to find the bound Kimiko who he quickly set free.
“Get him,” she said. “Get him before he’s no use to us or to anyone else for that matter.”
Mark found himself in a long hallway. With its white hallways and well-lit corridors, the hallway had the clinical look of a hospital or some other health care institution but if it was a hospital, there were no patients in sight.
Run, his mind told himself and so Mark ran.
He came to the end of a corridor and to an elevator. There was a desk there that would have looked right at place in a hospital setting but there were no nurses or doctors there. In fact, there was no one there at all.
He found the elevator but he paused before pressing the call button. Up or down, he wondered. Which way was he supposed to go.
Down, he decided. It might not be the right choice but it was the most logical choice.
He waited and he waited.
Maybe it was his dick that was doing the thinking for him but he just couldn’t wait anymore. He needed to fuck and he needed it bad and the elevator was just taking too long to arrive. He headed for the stairs.
Down again was the choice he took and it seemed to be the right direction. He burst out into a lobby. There were people here. There were men, women and children and he was still naked and there were guards at the entrance. Someone screamed but Mark didn’t pay that person any attention. He was already headed for the exit. He bull rushed his way past the guards and then finally, he was out on the street.
“So where’d they find him?”
“Actually, he called himself in.”
“Really? From what I’d heard, he was pretty fucked up.”
“Yeah well I suppose that’s one way to put it.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I think I’ll let you see that for yourself.”
Kira Collins just looked at her superior. What the hell was this, she wondered. Okay, they were a spy agency and okay, that meant they were supposed to be in the business of finding out everyone else’s secrets while keeping their own secrets safe but that didn’t mean they had to be keeping secrets from each other, did it?
“He’s in there,” her superior said, “but I have to warn you, what you’re about to see is going to shock you.”
“Why?”
“I’m not going to say anymore. It just will.”
What the heck was all the damned secrecy for, Kira wondered. Why couldn’t people just come right out and say what they meant. Well she’d find that out soon enough, she figured. She opened the door and she entered the room.
The first thing she noticed was that he was naked. It was, after all, pretty hard to overlook that.
The second thing she noticed was that he seemed to love playing with his cock. Again, that was something that was hard to overlook.
The next thing she noticed was perhaps the most shocking. When he looked up at her, he seemed not to recognize her. “Mark?” she asked tentatively.
“That’s my name.”
“What happened to you?”
“I wanted to fuck,” he said.
“O-okay.”
“I wanted to fuck,” he babbled again, “but I couldn’t because I had to run away.”
Kira just stared at the man. He had an almost boyish innocence to him even as he continued to play with his cock.
“Are you here so I can fuck you?”
“What?” Kira said in a shocked voice. “No. Why would you ... why would you say such a thing?”
“I was just wondering. I thought maybe we could ... you know.”
“No!”
“Hey, it’s cool. I was just wondering.”
“Mark,” she said. “Mark, I need you to listen to me.”
The one-time agent seemed to become lucent if only for a moment. “Okay,” he said.
“What’s wrong with you?” she asked.
“Wrong with me? What’s wrong with me? Nothing wrong with me, I think. Nothing wrong with me except I want to fuck.”
“Mark, stop it.”
“Okay.”
“Mark, did you get the Magneto Ring?”
“Magneto Ring,” he repeated. “Magneto Ring. Magneto Ring.”
“Yes. Did you get it?”
“I got what I got.”
“The ring,” Kira asked excitedly. “Did you get the ring?”
“I got what I got. I met a girl. She gave me what I got.”
“Mark! Knock it off.”
“What?”
“This isn’t about sex. I want to know if you got it. Did you get the ring?”
“Got it. I got it,” he babbled. “I gots what I got. That’s what I got. I got me a big, brass ring.”
The ring that Mark was supposed to have gotten could hardly be characterized that way. Still, Kira wasn’t willing to give up on this. “Mark, what did you do with what you got?”
“Gave it away.”
That was hardly the answer that Kira had wanted to hear. “You gave it away,” she asked. “Who did you give it to?”
“Fish boy. I gave it to fish boy.”
“Mark, you’re not making any sense. Who did you give the ring to?”
“I gave it to Fish Boy.”
“Who is Fish Boy?”
“Fish Boy is Fish Boy. Fish Boy is who I gave it to.”
Kira sat in her boss’s office as the tape of the babbling interview finally came to an end. “It’s not much to go on,” she said.
“Not much to go on,” Gerald exploded. “It’s nothing to go on.”
Kira took a breath before she went on. “That’s not true, sir, or at least I don’t think there’s nothing there.”
“You heard the tape. You mean to tell me you think there’s something there?”
“Yes, sir, I do. Mark ... Agent Strong ... he is pretty much incoherent but if you look at the tape, you can see that he is consistent. He says he got something and while he never says exactly what it was, he is always consistent in that. He says he got something and since his mission was to get the ring, we can assume that he may have got the ring.”
“Pretty flimsy evidence if you ask me.”
“Yes, sir, if that’s all there was, I’d agree, but he’s also consistent in other things.”
“Such as?”
“When you ask him where the thing he says he got is, he says he gave it to Fish Boy. He’s always consistent on that. He gave it to Fish Boy.”
“Okay,” her boss admitted grudgingly.
“I think we can infer a couple things from that. First, whatever it was was that he got was tangible. It wasn’t an idea or a cold although I suppose one could give those things away as well, but the way he says it, it sounds tangible.”
“Okay.”
“The other thing we can gather from that is that Fish Boy, whoever he is, is real to. The story never changes. He gave it to Fish Boy.”
“Christ. Fish Boy could be a figment of his imagination.”
“I don’t think so, sir. I mean you could be right but I think Fish Boy is a real person.”
“And that’s supposed to mean what?”
Kira shook her head. “I don’t know, sir but I’d like the opportunity to find out. The Magneto Ring is too important to follow into anyone’s hands. If there’s a chance of getting it back, shouldn’t we at least take it?”
“What do you propose doing?”
“I want to follow in Agent Strong’s footsteps. I want to retrace where he went and what he did to see if I can figure out where everything went wrong.”
Gerald Niedermeyer leaned back in his chair and he steepled his hands as he looked at his young agent. She was certainly headstrong but she was also right. If there was a chance of getting the Magneto Ring back, it was worth the risk. “All right,” he said finally. “Do what you need to do on my authority and Kira—”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good luck and good hunting.”
According to Mark’s notes which Kira now had access to, Mark was supposed to have been meeting with Dylan DeFalco at a restaurant named Lamont’s.
Kira knew the girl. She was a secretary who worked for Dr. Clement Johnson. Some people thought that Dr, Johnson was one of the people who had the ring in his possession although Dr. Johnson was being coy about that and there were others who thought that Dr. Johnson did not have the ring.
Finding the waitress who had waited on them wasn’t all that hard. Sure, she’d told Kira. She remembered them. The girl had seemed agitated. The man hadn’t, at least not at first.
Not at first, Kira wanted to know.
They’d only gotten partway out through their lunch when the man had gotten more “alert.”
More alert, Kira wanted to know.
Yeah, alert, like something had his attention. He was holding the girl’s hands like he was trying to calm her down and then he left the restaurant without even finishing his meal.
He left?
Yep, he left and when he did, two men left right after him.
Uh oh. That wasn’t good.
And a woman came up to the woman he was with and the two of them left together.
Well, that probably explained why Dylan DeFalco was also now missing. Kira had doubts as to whether the girl would ever turn up again.
Is something wrong, the waitress wanted to know.
Maybe, Kira allowed.
Too bad.
Why?
Because he left a hundred dollars for a meal that was only worth half that.
Okay, Kira thought after she left the restaurant. So Mark knew he was being followed. If that was the case, where would he have gone.
Escaping on foot would have been impractical so he would have been in his car and his pursuers would have been right behind him. Hmm. Southland Mall was near by. Might Mark have gone there to lose the pursuit? It would have been a weekend and the mall would have been packed and quite frankly, the way traffic would have been, he might not have had a choice. Going with the flow might have been a whole lot easier than trying to swim upstream.
Kira entered the mall. It was quieter now than it would have been then. In fact, if he’d come here, he probably would have come in through the same entrance she had used. If Mark had come here, Kira told herself, she knew exactly where it was that she needed to go. She found the mall’s security office and she found a heavyset man sitting behind a desk. “What’s your name?” Kira asked.
“What?”
“I asked you what your name was.”
“It’s Chuck. Why?”
“Well you know, Chuck, I really could use your help. I’m trying to find someone who came to your mall a week ago and I was wondering if you could let me see the tapes from your security cameras.”
Chuck shook his head. “I’m afraid not,” he said. “We’re not allowed.”
“No?” Kira cooed.
Chuck shook his head again. “I’m ... I’m afraid not.”
“That’s too bad, Chuck,” Kira cooed even as she leaned over the desk. “I was hoping you’d be willing to help me and if you did, I’d be ever so grateful.”
The security guard’s eyes seemed to have trouble deciding whether they should look in Kira’s eyes or maybe look down at her body instead. “You ... you would,” he stammered.
“I would. Can I ask you a question, Chuck?”
“W-what?”
“Do women come on to you all the time ’cause I have the feeling they do.”
“You ... you do?”
“Yeah because you know, a man in uniform is so hot. You know it makes me so hot.”
“It does. You know it makes me sad.”
“What does?”
“I was hoping you could show me the tapes because if you did, I was looking forward to showing you just how grateful I was.”
“You were?”
“Uh huh.”
“When’d you say you wanted the tapes for?”
“For last week. For March 2nd. Why?”
“I was thinking maybe I could get the tapes.”
“Oh my gosh. Could you?” Kira gushed.
“Sure.”
“I’d really appreciate it, you know.”
“Wait here,” Chuck said. “I’ll get the tapes.”
She’d been watching the tapes for almost an hour and Chuck had spent the whole time with her. She’d seen Mark enter the mall and she’d seen the frantic way he’d run through the mall. It was clear he knew he was being pursued.
He was looking for a way out. Kira could see that and he’d almost found it when Scorpio finally caught up with him. She couldn’t help but shiver when she watched that. She didn’t know the man except by his reputation but that was enough for her. She hated to see Mark fall into his clutches.
She’d rolled the tape backwards and then she’d rolled it forward. It was clear Mark didn’t want to be caught but Kira was sure she knew why. She was sure he still had the Magneto Ring.
But if he did then that meant Scorpio had it but Mark had said he’d given it away. He’d given it to Fish Boy.
Kira thunked her forehead with the palm of her hand. They were at the end of the tape where Mark was being taken. “God, I can’t believe it. I’m such an idiot. Roll the tape back.”
“How far do you want me to go?” Chuck asked.
“Not far. Just roll it back. Roll it slowly.”
“Okay.”
Scorpio disappeared off the screen as the tape rolled back and there was Mark trying to get away. The tape rolled even further back.
Come on. She knew she’d seen it. Where was it?
Mark was moving backwards now as he moved back into the mall. There were people around him now and he was clearly trying to get away.
Where was it?
“Stop!”
Chuck halted the rollback.
There it was. Even if she couldn’t get a blow up of what was transpiring on the screen, she could see it all now and it was all so obvious.
She was looking at a group of people and there was the boy with the birthday balloon and at the bottom of the screen was the date. March 2nd.
Dammit. That made the kid a Pisces and that made him ... Fish Boy.
“Way to go, Mark,” she muttered under her breath.
“Huh?”
“Nothing. Can you get me a print of that?” she asked.
“I suppose,” Chuck said.
“And any shots of the people in that party. That would be good, too.”
“I’ll see what I can do.”
Kira looked at the image frozen on the screen. It wasn’t much to go on. It certainly wasn’t enough to go back to her boss with, but if she was right ...
She had to be right. She just had to be.
Kira looked at the house in the quiet suburban neighborhood. Hardly the type of place where you would have expected to find something as powerful as the Magneto Ring but then this wasn’t an ordinary situation.
Still, if she was right ...
She hadn’t told anyone where she was going. That was hardly standard protocol but then nothing was standard about this one. She’d gone out on a limb on this one. Way out actually and she wanted to make sure she was right before she phoned anything in.
It had taken a bit of doing but she’d finally identified the boy. Archie Graves. 12 years old.
She knocked on the door of the house and she was relieved to see the man from the mall open the door. She didn’t have much on him except that his name was Pete but she knew she was definitely in the right place. “Can I help you,” the man asked.
“I was looking for your son,” Kira said.
“My son?”
“Archie Graves?”
“Oh, Archie’s not my son.”
“He’s not?”
Pete just laughed. “It’s a common mistake actually. When my parents had me and my sister, they thought two was enough. They thought they were done having kids. Fast forward eighteen years later. They’re being a little careless and oops, out pops Archie, proving them wrong on all counts. They weren’t too old to have kids and as it turned out, they weren’t done having kids either.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah, so what’d you want to see Archie about?”
“A friend of mine lost something rather valuable and we think Archie might have picked it up?”
“Yeah? Why’s that?”
“My friend lost it in the Southland Mall. We looked at the security monitors there and it seemed as if Archie might have found it.”
“Yeah? What was it?”
“It was a ring.”
“A ring? What kind of a ring?”
“It was just a ring, that’s all, but it was a family heirloom. We’d really like to get it back if we could.”
“Hmm. Is there a reward for finding it?”
“There might be.”
Pete seemed to think that over. “Okay,” he said finally, “I really shouldn’t be doing this but seeing as how Archie’s not here right now and seeing as how there might be a reward for it, I want a piece of the reward by the way if you find the ring, but I’ll let you look in Archie’s room.”
“That would be great,” Kira said. “I promise I won’t be long at all.”
“Of course, I’m going to have to watch you doing it.”
“Why?”
“It wouldn’t be right to let you search the place all by yourself.”
It was a weird argument but Kira wasn’t going to argue it. “Fine,” she said. “You can watch.”
“Cool. Follow me.”
The room was a mess or at least part of it was. The bed was made but the closet looked like stuff clothes and other things were ready to come roiling out of it at any moment and on a desk sat a computer. “Um, this is going to take some time,” she said.
“I know. My brother’s a bit of a slob.”
“You’re sure he’s not going to be back any time soon?”
“Nope. He’s got Little League practice until six.”
“Oh.”
It wasn’t like she could search the room like she really wanted with Pete standing there watching her but after a cursory check, she found the bag that Archie had been carrying that day at the mall and she’d determined that the bag was empty and she didn’t find the ring in any of the more likely places where a ring might be stashed but Kira made a note to herself that she’d return when no one was around to watch and she’d do a more thorough search then.
“Did you find it?” Pete asked.
Kira shook her head. “I didn’t.”
“Too bad. Maybe you weren’t looking in the right place.”
“Yeah,” Kira agreed.
“Maybe you should have been looking here.”
There it was on Pete’s finger but when Kira tried to move, she found herself unable to move.
“Do you know what I had to do to get this?” Pete asked.
Kira shook her head.
“My brother found it in the bag he was carrying when he got home from the mall. He put it on because he thought it was cool.”
Kira waited for Pete to continue.
“My brother’s always been kind of a willful kid and at twelve, well hey, he’s got his own ideas on how things are supposed to go. Everyone knows that. Mom and dad know it and they try to keep him on a pretty short rope so imagine my surprise when I saw mom backing down when my brother challenged her.
“Even then I didn’t get it but when my brother got me to give him and his friends a ride to the mall and when afterwards, I couldn’t explain why the hell I’d done what I’d done, I started to think something was up.
“Even then of course, I didn’t put two and two together. I mean a ring that could do what this one could, that’s the kind of stuff you read in science fiction novels but the more I watched him, the more convinced I was that it was the ring that was doing it. I’m not sure why I was sure. I just was.
“I decided I was going to make a play for the ring. If my brother knew what the ring was doing, there was no way he was going to give it to me but I don’t think he really knew what it did. Still, he wasn’t just going to give it to me but after I chauffeured him and his shithead friends around town and bought them all kinds of pizza and shit and even got them some pornos, he gave me the ring.
“Once I had it, I started to practice with it. I had the feeling that it could do some things but I wasn’t sure just what it could do. For now though, I’m wondering, do you know what this ring is?”
“Yes,” Kira answered and then she realized what she’d done. Fuck!
“What’s it do?”
“The Magneto Ring gives the wearer the ability to control minds,” Kira said.
“The Magneto Ring?”
“That’s what it’s called.”
“Hey, that’s cool.”
It wasn’t cool, Kira told herself. In spite of herself, she was telling him exactly what he wanted to know and she knew exactly why she was doing it and the worst part was that she couldn’t stop herself from doing it.
From the questions he was asking, it seemed as if Pete already had a pretty good handle on what the ring did. She was simply filling in a few of the blanks for him.
“Does anyone know you’re here, Kira?”
Say yes, Kira told herself. Say yes. “No,” she said. “I came here on my own.”
“Really?”
“Really. I was following a lead that no one else thought anything of.”
“Hmm.”
“So what you’re saying is that no one even knows you’re here.”
Kira shook her head.
Pete grinned at that. “You know what? That’s cool. I like that.”
“Why?”
“That means I can do whatever I want with you and there’s not a darned person out there who’s going to stop me.”
As much as she wanted to disagree, Kira found herself unable to say anything against him. That was the ring, she told herself. In fact she was sure of it. The ring was keeping her quiet.
“What’s the matter? Ain’t you got nothing to say?”
He knew. He knew what the ring could do to her. God, he was so smart. Damn, that was so fucking hot.
No wait. That was the ring talking. That was the ring that was making her think that.
Maybe so, but he was just so deft at using it. Damn, that was hot, too.
She was trying to fight it but it was no use and after all, why should she fight it. She’d only lose if she tried to fight him so why not surrender now.
Mmm yeah. She could feel herself getting all wet between her legs. She wasn’t normally like this, she told herself, but just the thought of surrendering to him, it was just so hot.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“What?” Kira asked meekly. Oh my God. She’d done something wrong. How could she have been so stupid.
“You should be on your knees.”
Oh yeah. He was right. That was exactly where she was supposed to be. In fact, she couldn’t drop to her knees fast enough.
“Tell me what you want.”
There were so many things she could have said but suddenly, there was only one thing that mattered. “I want to suck your cock,” she said.
Pete just grinned at her. “Well if that’s what you want, I’m not going to stop you. Go ahead and suck my cock.”
She couldn’t get inside his pants fast enough. It never occurred to her that she’d never really ever wanted to suck a cock before. She wanted to suck this one. No, wanted wasn’t good enough. She needed to suck this cock.
God, she finally had his cock in her hands and she couldn’t help but admit it to herself. His cock was so special. Oh my God. She couldn’t hold back a moment longer.
She let her mouth slide forward and then she was taking him in her mouth.
Mmm. He just felt so good inside her. There was just something about his cock. It was so right. It was perfect in fact. It just fit her mouth so right.
Mmm. His cock felt so right in her mouth but as Kira quickly realized, it wasn’t about what made her feel good that mattered anymore. In fact, what she wanted had almost no bearing at all on what she had to do. The most important thing, the only thing really, was how could she use her mouth to make him feel good. Really, that was all that mattered.
She began to use her mouth to make his cock happy.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned.
Mmm, he liked that, did he? Well, she could certainly do that again.
“Fuck that’s good,” Pete groaned.
She needed to make him cum. To have come this far and not go the rest of the way, that was just so wrong. She needed to make him cum.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned again.
Oh my God, yes. He was doing it. He was cumming and Kira couldn’t believe how happy she was. She just kept sucking his cock but she’d made him cum. It didn’t get any better than that.
But wait ...
Oh my God. She couldn’t believe what she’d done.
“Something wrong?”
“You made me suck your cock.”
“Yeah but I didn’t hear you complain.”
“Yeah like I had a choice,” Kira grumbled.
“Of course you had a choice.”
She believed him of course. Of course she had a choice.
“I think you liked it.”
She didn’t care what he thought she liked. Sucking his cock was gross.
“Oh, I can see I’ve upset you.”
Just for the moment, Kira was inclined to agree but in the next moment, she had to tell herself that he hadn’t really upset her at all, that she’d always liked it when men came in her mouth. It was just that he’d surprised her when he’d done it. That was all.
Still, that was part of the fun, too. Sure, it would be nice to get a warning every now and then when a man was about to cum, but really, there was something to be said for not knowing it was coming. The whole unexpectedness of it was so hot, like getting a present that you’d not totally expected.
Of course, it wasn’t all that unexpected. She had, after all, been sucking on his cock. It would have been unexpected if it hadn’t happened.
He was still looking at her as if he expected her to say something. “No,” she said, “no you didn’t upset me.”
“I’m glad,” he said. “I would have hated to have thought I would have upset you but you know what?”
“What?”
“You should take off your jacket.”
Take off her jacket? Sure, she could take off her jacket.
“Now the blouse. How about you take that off?”
Take off the blouse? Sure, she could do ... no wait. He was using the ring on her. She had to fight it, but damn it, she really did want to take off her blouse.
Okay fine. She was going to take off her top, but damn it, she wasn’t going to remove any more of her clothes.
“How about the jeans,” Pete said. “You should take those off, too.”
What? No. But she really did want to take her jeans off. In fact, she couldn’t wait to get rid of them and before she knew it, they were gone, too.
Pete wasn’t saying anything anymore. He was just looking at her.
Kira supposed she ought to take off the rest of her clothes anyway. After all, she’d come this far already. What was the big deal of going the rest of the way?
And besides, she knew she was going to like it. For some reason, her clothes just felt so wrong for her all of the sudden. It was almost as if she felt confined. It was almost as if her clothes were choking her.
So off came the bra and off came the panties and Kira sighed with relief as she finally stood there naked in front of Pete. She couldn’t help but be pleased with what she’d done. This was what she’d wanted to do anyway.
“You have a very nice body,” Pete said. “Would you like to see mine?”
Of course she wanted to see his. She didn’t really want to admit it but just the thought of seeing all of his body was making her pussy wet.
“Well? Would you?”
Kira nodded. “I’d like that,” she said.
Pete grinned. “I kind of thought you would.”
He was probably making her think what she was thinking, Kira thought but even if he was, that didn’t make her want it any less than she already did. God, there was just something about him, something she couldn’t put her finger on but there was just something about him, something that was so hot.
“I’ll bet you like this,” he said.
Well of course, she did, she wanted to tell him. Who wouldn’t but now he was down to just his briefs and there was his cock, still hanging out of his underwear.
“I’ll bet you’d like to help me take these down,” he said.
Kira couldn’t help but nod eagerly.
“Well if that’s what you want, you’re going to have to do something for me.”
“Anything,” Kira begged. “I’ll do whatever you want me to do.”
“I want you to help me take my underwear down.”
Oh God, yes. She could certainly do that.
“I want you to take my underwear down ... with your teeth.”
Oh God, yes. That was exactly what she wanted, too. In fact, now that she thought about it, she realized that just the thought of that was making her pussy so wet.
“Well?”
She knelt down before him but she was finding it harder than she thought because every time she moved in to do what she was going to do, there was his cock and she couldn’t help but admit all over again just how much she wanted that cock.
“Hurry it up,” Pete said. “We haven’t got all day.
She had to hurry it up, Kira told herself even as her teeth latched on to Pete’s underwear. Oh my God. It was so hard. It was so hard getting it down while his cock was still hanging out.
“Hurry it up,” Pete said again.
Kira tugged harder and there was his underwear coming down, getting lower and lower until ...
Thunk!
His cock pulled free from his underwear and even as Kira pulled the underwear down, Pete’s cock swung upwards, bouncing pendulously in front of her.
“I think you know what you want,” Pete said.
Indeed she did and she couldn’t wait to turn herself around and offer up her bottom to him. “Fuck me,” she pleaded. “Come on. Fuck me. Fuck me like a dog.”
Oh yeah. He was coming up behind her. Normally, she liked being on top but suddenly, this seemed so right, too.
And then there was his cock, pressing up behind her, pressing between her legs, pushing and growing more insistent.
“Oh yeah,” she moaned as he finally entered her. “Oh yeah.”
“You like that, do you?”
“Oh yeah. I love it.”
“Then I’m sure you’ll love this as well.”
Kira couldn’t help but moan as that cock stroked the insides of her pussy. “Oh yeah,” she moaned. “Oh yeah,” she moaned again. She loved the feel of Pete’s hands as he held her hips but more than that, she loved the way his cock felt between her legs.
“Fuck. I’m going to cum.”
“Oh yeah,” Kira moaned. “Oh yeah, I want you, too.”
“Yeah?”
Of course the answer was yes. What else could it be?
“Well if that’s what you want, then that’s what you’re going to get.”
Kira couldn’t help but moan as she felt the man’s cum surge inside her cunt. She did love it, she told herself. She really did.
It was some time later and Kira and Pete were dressed again. As exciting as Kira now knew Pete to be, she knew she had to get out of there while she still could because as much as she knew about the ring, she knew that if she stayed too much longer, she knew she’d never be able to get away.
“You know, I have the feeling you don’t really know everything that this ring can do,” Pete said.
“What do you mean?”
“You see? That’s what I mean. They sent you out here to look for this ring but they didn’t really tell you everything it could do but then I suppose that’s understandable why they’d do it.”
“Understandable?”
“Yeah understandable. After all, why would anyone share everything they knew with a girl that was as dumb as you?”
He had a point there. There was no reason why anyone should tell her anything.
“Of course, you really don’t like to know things anyway. Isn’t that right? In fact, I’ll bet if anyone ever tells you anything important, I’ll bet the first thing you want to do is to forget it.”
Well yeah, there was that, she had to admit. Knowing stuff was just so way overrated.
“In fact, I’ll bet sometimes, you have trouble remembering your own name.”
That was silly. She knew what her name was.
“You do know your name, don’t you?”
“Of course I know my name.”
“What is it?”
“What’s what?”
“What’s your name?”
“It’s, um. it’s ... it’s Ki- ... Ki- something.”
“You forgot it again?”
She nodded in embarrassment. She couldn’t help it, she told herself. She was just so stupid. It wasn’t her fault that she couldn’t remember her name.
“It’s Ki-wi,” the man said. “You know like fruit. Kiwi.”
Kiwi nodded. “Kiwi,” she said. That’s right. That was it.
“That’s it, only you like to draw it out so it sounds more like Ki-whee. You think it sounds happier that way.”
“Ki-whee,” the girl said. Yeah, she did like it that way.
“You really need to remember that,” the man said. “Your name is Kiwi.”
“Kiwi,” the girl said earnestly. “I’ll remember.”
Pete smiled. “I’m sure you will, but now there’s something else you need to do.”
“What?”
“Have you ever given a guy a lap dance?”
Kiwi couldn’t help but think that she should know what a lap dance was but for the life of her, she couldn’t seem to remember what it was. “I don’t think so,” she said.
“You don’t think so?”
“I don’t know. I just can’t remember.”
Pete chuckled at that. “I can see someone is taking her stupidity very seriously.”
Kiwi had no idea what Pete was talking about.
“Well, I suppose we should give you a lesson, just so you’d know,” Pete said. “Why don’t you come over here.”
“Okay.”
“Now turn around and sit on my lap and now let your body move against mine. More to the point, why don’t you grind yourself against my cock. Can you feel my cock?”
Boy could she. She couldn’t believe how absolutely wonderful this felt and she couldn’t help but wonder why she hadn’t done this before.
“You’re really good at this,” Pete said and the girl couldn’t help but preen at the compliment but then he was reaching around her. First his hands were on her hips but then they were moving around her and then they were sliding up over her body. Up over her tummy. Up even further and then mmm, he was squeezing her breasts. She leaned back against him even so he could have even more access to her breasts.
And every time he squeezed her breasts, she couldn’t help but think how she’d always wished her breasts were bigger even though it was a thought that she’d never had before.
She was going to do it, Kiwi told herself. As soon as she left here, she was going to make an appointment to go see a doctor and then she was going to get the breasts that she knew she’d always wanted and she didn’t care how much it cost her and then she knew what she was going to do. She was going to go be a stripper. In fact, she knew just the place to go.
He was groaning now. God, she’d forgotten his name but he was groaning now and that meant she was doing a good job and she liked doing that. She liked doing a good job.
Yeah, she’d go get big boobs and she’d go be a stripper and then she could give guys lap dances all day long. She was sure she’d always wanted to do that.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “Oh God.”
He was cumming. Kiwi was sure of that. He was cumming because she’d made him cum and she’d made him cum because that was what strippers did. God, she couldn’t wait to be a stripper.
But she’d get her big boobs first and then go to the strip club. Yeah, that was what she wanted.
It was in fact what she’d always wanted.