The Sperminator
It could have been anywhere but it turned out it was an old car wrecking yard. It was late at night and everyone had gone home for the night but something was about to happen.
There was an arc of energy. If one had been there to see it, one might have questioned just where the heck it might have come from but no one was there so no one questioned where the arc had come from and when the arc was joined by another and another and still another arc of energy, no one questioned where those bolts of energy might have come from either.
Suddenly, the area where the energy bolts were was suddenly full of energy arcing all around. A sphere of pure energy seemed to form almost out of nowhere and almost as quickly as the sphere of energy had come, it was gone and when it was gone, what was left was a man.
The man seemed slightly disoriented but it was only for a moment and then he seemed to get his bearings. He seemed to suddenly find his purpose. He had a job to do.
It didn’t have to be a bar. In fact, it could have been almost anything but considering where he was and considering what he needed, a bar was the best place to look.
The area around the wrecking yard was old and dilapidated. Even the businesses that thrived there weren’t the types of businesses that you’d find on the Fortune 500. The businesses in that neck of the woods were local and sometimes not altogether legitimate and so it was with the bars in the area. They were low rent. They were dives. They were the places where you’d expect to find someone ordering a beer or whiskey and not a wine or a soda.
He was still naked when he walked into the bar and of course, that was bound to draw some attention.
A man at the pool table nudged the guy standing next to him. “Would you look at this fuckin’ ass hole?”
“Yeah,” said the other man. “Jack’s going to have a fit when he sees him.”
“You said it man but it ought to be fun watching him toss his naked ass out of here.”
“Yeah.”
The Jack in question had just looked up from behind the bar. “Hey,” he said. “Hey. What the fuck you doing in here with no fucking clothes. Get the fuck out of here.”
The two men at the pool table looked at one another and they nodded knowingly. This was just the show they’d expected to see.
Jack was even more pissed now as he came around the bar. “Did you hear me, Buddy. I said get the fuck out of here. I don’t need the police coming around here and hassling me ‘cause I got some naked guy in my bar.”
“No!”
That shrieked dissent hadn’t come from the naked man and it hadn’t come from Jack and it hadn’t come from any of the other men in the bar. No, that shriek of dissent had come from Stella Givens, the waitress in the bar and she was rapidly making her way towards the man.
“No,” she said again. “You can’t do that.”
The startled barman looked at Stella. “You know this guy, Stella?”
Stella was looking at the newcomer longingly before she finally stepped up to him. “I’ve never met him before in my life, but I’d sure like to get to know him.”
“Okay, that’s too fucking weird. You, naked man, get the fuck out of my bar.”
“No!” Stella said again just as forcefully. “You can’t do that.”
“I can too. Get out of here buster.”
“No, you can’t do that.”
“You want to hang out with this guy, you can leave here with him but if you do, don’t expect to be coming back here anytime soon.”
And that’s when Stella, the single mother who needed this job more than anything else, that’s when she did something that surprised everyone in the bar including her. “All right,” she said. “You want it that way. I quit.”
“What? No. You can’t mean that.”
But already, Stella was taking off her apron and she was throwing it back at her former boss. “I do mean it,” she said. “I quit and I’m going with him.”
“Fine,” Jack said. “You want to be that way then fine. Take your skinny ass and get the fuck out of my goddamned bar.”
“I will,” Stella said and then she looked at the naked man. “Come on,” she said. “You can come with me.”
“I will come with you,” the man said and everyone in the bar watched as the naked man and the former barmaid left the bar.
“My car’s over there,” the waitress said as she pointed at an old Nissan Sentra. “Where do you want to go?”
“I need to own you.”
“What?”
“I need to own you.”
If any other man had told her that, Stella would have told the man to go to hell, but this man, it was different. With this man, there was just something so exciting about being told that he wanted to own her.
“I need to own you,” the man said yet again.
“Okay.” In fact just the thought of that was so intoxicating. She wanted to be owned. She wanted to be owned by him. “You own me,” she said.
“It doesn’t work that way,” he said. “I want to own you.”
“What do you want to do?”
“Do you have an apartment?”
“Yes.”
“Do you live alone?”
Stella shook her head. “I live with my son.”
“Is he alone?”
Stella nodded. “What? No. He’s with a sitter.”
“Male or female?”
“What?”
“The sitter. Male or female?”
“She’s a neighbor girl. She comes over to watch Charlie while I’m away at work.”
“I see. Get in the car.”
Stella couldn’t believe it. She couldn’t unlock her car quickly enough. “Are you coming?”
“Of course.” The man moved around to the other side of the car and then he sat down on the passenger’s seat.
“Wait,” he said before Stella could start the car.
Stella waited.
“Let me see your hand.”
Stella offered up her hand. She didn’t question why she was doing what she was doing. She just knew she was doing it.
Stella couldn’t help but gasp as the man took her hand. There was just something about his touch. There was something that was just so ... so ... so hot. “Here you go. Wrap your fingers around this.”
It wasn’t the first time she’d had her fingers wrapped around a man’s cock but there was just something about this one, something that was so ... so hot. She couldn’t help herself she just loved the feel of her fingers around that cock.
“Stroke it.”
She stroked. It felt good. It felt so fucking good but there was something more.
“Stroke it,” the man said again.
She was stroking it. It was as if everything had melted down to just this moment, just her hand wrapped around that cock, just her hand moving up and down, just her hand relishing the feel of his cock in her hand.
“Suck it,” the man said.
Stella’d never sucked a cock before. In fact, she’d never wanted to before but there was something about this one. Just the thought of it was intoxicating. Suck it. Sure, why not. Why not bend down and suck it.
“Suck it,” the man said again.
She was bending down and then her mouth was opening up. She couldn’t wait to suck him but more than that, she couldn’t wait to taste him. She wondered what he was going to taste like. All she knew was she couldn’t wait to find out.
All the way across town, another ball of energy was forming. Bolts of electricity arced off of the ball of energy and the ball flared brightly for just a moment before dying out to reveal yet another naked man who ...
Who promptly fell into the swimming pool over which the ball of energy had formed.
“What the fuck,” the man spluttered as he bobbed to the surface. “Oh come on,” he yelled seemingly to no one in particular. “You mean you can’t aim a little better than that.”
There was no answer.
“God damned stupid targeting computers,” the man muttered as he climbed out of the pool. “Next time, they can god damn send somebody fucking else.”
A light appeared in the windows of one of the rooms overlooking the pool and then a door opened and a man stepped out onto the balcony. “Hey,” the man shouted. “What the fucking hell are you doing down there in my pool?”
The man in the pool was already pulling himself out of the water.
“Yeah,” the man on the balcony railed. “You better run before I call the fucking cops. Getting your fucking ass out of my god damned fucking backyard.
Stella was in heaven. She’d just sucked her first cock and she couldn’t actually believe that it had been HIS cock. She’d been so lucky, so honored. It was more than she ever really could have hoped for but then he’d allowed her to drink his cum.
She couldn’t get enough. In fact, she would have gotten more if he’d let her but he’d told her she’d had enough but how could that be? How could she ever have enough of his wonderful cum but that was what he’d said and then he’d said something else. He’d promised her that if she did a good job, she could have some more.
She would have done what he’d wanted even if he hadn’t made that promise but that promise was like the icing on the cake. Even if she could have gone against him before, the promise of being able to suck his cock was all it took to put her in line.
They were driving to her apartment. “How far is it?” he asked.
“Not that far. Only a couple of miles.”
He nodded and then he turned to look out the window of the car. God, he was hot.
“There it is now,” Stella said moments later. “Up there on the left. You see the three story apartment building?”
The man nodded.
“That’s where I live.”
“Good.”
Stella turned her car into the parking lot and she quickly found a space. “Come on,” she said. “I’ll take you up.”
The man nodded and Stella led him up to her apartment.
When the door opened, there was a teenage girl sitting there on the couch and watching TV. She looked up at the sound of the door opening. “Hey, Mrs. G,” she said and then whatever else she might have said just died straight away as she looked at the naked man standing there in the doorway. “Oh my God,” she stammered.
“What’s your name?” the man asked.
“B-b-belinda,” the girl stammered.
“Well, Belinda, would you like to suck my cock?”
“Would I,” the girl said with growing enthusiasm. “Of course I would. Can I?”
“You can.”
That was all the permission that the teen needed because in the next instant, she was dropping to her knees and she was taking the still-naked man’d cock in her hand even as her neighbor watched her.
“I’ve never sucked a cock before,” the girl admitted.
“Never?”
The girl shook her head. “I’ve never done anything.”
“Then I think it’s high time you got started, don’t you?”
Belinda nodded somewhat absently but it was clear that her attention really was on the cock in front of her. She stared at it hungrily and then she opened her mouth and without any further ado, she slid her mouth down over the man’s rigid shaft.
Her eyes went wide as she continued to suck and as she continued to suck, it was clear she was sucking with more and more gusto even as the man and Stella seemingly stood there impassively and watched.
The girl pulled her mouth free if only for a moment. “Oh my God,” she gasped. “I can’t believe how good this is,” and then with that having been said, she once more returned her mouth to the man’s cock.
The man was beginning to react to the girl’s attentions and that only seemed to make the girl even more excited. She sucked eagerly on his cock and then she’d let his moth come free from his cock with an obscene plop before she once more applied herself to his cock yet again. “Give it to me,” she moaned. “Give it to me.”
And then once more, her mouth would be on his cock yet again.
The man was close. He was very close and that only made the girl suck him harder.
The man groaned and the girl’s eyes went wide as she took the man’s cum in her mouth.
“Swallow it,” the man said and Belinda gulped.
“And again,” he ordered and again, Belinda swallowed and then she looked up at him with loving eyes.
“There now. All better?”
The girl nodded happily.
“I’ve got a favor to ask of you,” the man said.
“I’ll do whatever you want me to do,” she said.
It wouldn’t have been so bad, thought the man who’d been rather unceremoniously dumped in the pool. It wouldn’t have been so bad if it had been a hot, summer day. In fact, that might have been nice but as it was, it was the middle of the fucking night and he was wet and he was cold and he was freezing.
Not for the first time, he cursed the god damned targeting computers.
The cement was cold under his feet. Actually, it was damed cold.
He came to a strip mall. Hell, even from the street, he could see a clothing store there. It would be alarmed, of course, but he was so fucking cold.
He shivered again even as he made his way to the store. He didn’t want to get caught but even if he were caught, they’d have to take him off to jail wouldn’t they and if they did, at least the jail would be warm, wouldn’t it?
He certainly hoped so and with that, he kicked in the door to the store.
“I found her,” the girl said.
“You did,” the man said. “Where is she?”
Belinda couldn’t help but shiver. He was just so close and if he was close, that meant his cock was so close and she loved his cock. She loved his cock that much.
Belinda pointed at the screen on her laptop. “She’s here,” he said. She tapped another set of keys. “Her address is 5890 Cameron Drive.”
“Excellent.”
“Can I ... I mean, can you—”
“Can I what?”
“You know what I want?”
“You want me to make you my slave.”
“Yes,” the girl gushed and there was no denying the excitement in the girl’s voice.
“You think you deserve it?”
“You said you would,” the girl said.
“I suppose I did,” the man said. “All right. Tell me what you want again.”
“I want you to own me.”
“Take off your jeans,” the man said.
The girl couldn’t help but shiver with anticipation as she stood and took off her jeans.
“You know what comes next don’t you?”
Belinda knew exactly what went next. Off came her top and then off came her bra leaving her in only her panties. Moments later, she wasn’t even wearing those.
“Mmm, look at you. You got a pretty, little pussy.”
Belinda couldn’t help but shudder at that that. She loved it when he said the word pussy but she loved it more when the pussy he was talking about belonged to her.
“Let’s go over to the couch.”
Belinda got up and she followed the man to the couch.
“I think you know what to do.”
Indeed she did. She leaned down and she stroked the man’s cock and then she was straddling the man’s cock and she was sliding her pussy down on top of the man’s cock.
“Oh fuck,” the girl moaned. She pulled her body up and then pushed herself down again.
She grabbed her breasts as she pulled herself and pushed herself down.
“Oh fuck,” she moaned again.
“That’s it,” the man encouraged her. “You know what to do.”
Belinda fucked herself harder and harder on that cock and the more she did it, the more she loved it. It felt so good. It felt so ...
“Oh my God,” she gasped and even as she did, she could feel the man cumming inside her and when he did, her eyes rolled up in her head and the girl passed out as the man came inside her pussy.
When she came to, her first thought was to look at the man her master. She looked at him with adoring eyes. She didn’t just love him. She needed him and she needed to serve him.
Fuckin’ A.
The guys said they could only send him back if he was nude and fine, he’d fucking believed them but whose fault was that, his or theirs.
Tricked or not, he had his clothes.
Well sorta.
The alarm had gone off from the moment the door had been kicked in but he’d already had his eyes on what it was he wanted to take. It was a snatch and grab operation. A pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. That had been easy. There weren’t any shoes inside so he’d had to stay barefoot and there was no underwear to speak of either.
Fuck.
Well, at least he’d found a jacket to wear so at least he wasn’t totally freezing but damn it, he didn’t have any cash and how the hell was he supposed to get anywhere if he didn’t have any cash?
Of course, he already knew the answer to that. He smashed the window of a nearby car and he climbed inside. Fucking glass, he thought, but at least he wouldn’t be in the car for long.
“How far is it?”
Stella looked at the man whose body she now adored. “Well, if the directions she pulled down are accurate, it shouldn’t be all that long. Not more than twenty minutes I’d say.”
Belinda piped up from the back seat. She didn’t like being back here. She wanted to be up there with ... with HIM, but that choice hadn’t been left to her. “My instructions were fine,” she grumbled. “If it takes longer than it’s supposed to, it’s her fault.”
“Shut up,” Stella said.
“You shut up.”
“You’re in my car,” Stella said. “You shut up.”
“Ladies,” the man said.
That was all it took to get the two women to quiet down.
“Let’s have some quiet, please. You’ve both done very well and so far, I’d say I’m very pleased. Just make sure you continue to please me and I will remember it later.”
Stella glared at the woman in the back seat and Belinda returned the hard stare but neither woman said another word and so they finished the trip in silence.
The man who’d broken into the clothing store finally made it to where he was going. It was an apartment complex just off of Haney Avenue called The Wellington Arms. Great name, the man thought. Too bad the run-down piece of crap didn’t live up to its name.
He knocked on a door and when there wasn’t any answer, he knocked again.
He was about to knock for a third time when the door finally opened. It was a woman standing there. She was in her twenties. Slight build. Brown hair. Only problem was she wasn’t the one he was looking for. “Can I help you?” she asked.
“I, um, I think I’m lost. I’m looking for someone.”
The woman stopped and looked at the man disdainfully. He looked unkempt and his clothes didn’t even match and he didn’t even have any shoes on. Who the hell was this guy? “Yeah, and who might that be?”
This couldn’t be right, the man told himself. He was sure he had the right apartment. “What’s your name?” he asked.
It was obvious the woman still didn’t trust him but she answered anyway. “It’s Sara,” she said. “Sara Konner. What’s yours?”
“Oh. You’re not the person I was looking for.”
“Yeah and who were you looking for?”
“Her name’s Kara. Kara Donner.”
“I think you’re looking for the blond in 3A. I think her name’s Kara.”
“Oh ... um, sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it,” and with that, the woman shut the door.
The man moved on to the apartment in question and he knocked on the door and after a few moments, the door was opened.
“Are you Kara Donner?”
“That’s me. Who are you?”
“My name’s Reese Kyle.”
“Okay but I don’t know anyone by that name, so who are you again?”
“I’m from the future and I’m here to save you.”
“Yeah right? Do you know how many guys try to use that pick-up line?”
“Um, no but I really am from the future.”
“Yeah sure.”
“I need to talk to you.”
“You are talking to me.”
“In private.”
“Yeah right.”
“Really, I need to talk to you. Can I come in?”
The blond looked at the man and then she stood aside. “Fine. You can talk to me, but it’s only because you’re kind of cute and it’s not because you look like you just knocked off a clothing store and grabbed the first items you could find. If it were only that, I’d tell you to keep on waiting.”
“So what you’re telling me,” Kara said, “is that there’s this genetically engineered guy from the future and he’s been sent here to get me pregnant. Is that about it?”
“Um yeah.”
“And this guy, what’d you call him?”
“A sperminator.”
“This sperminator guy, once he gets me pregnant, he’s going to control my mind, right?”
“Yep.”
“And the reason he’s going to get me pregnant is—”
“So you won’t be able to get pregnant later on this year and give birth to the guy who’s going to save the whole human race.”
“My son’s going to do that?”
“Yep.”
“You know, even if I did believe you, and I don’t, I could always say no, you know.”
“Not to him you couldn’t.”
“Oh so you’re telling me some guy could come here and tell me he was going to fuck me and I couldn’t say no. All I’ve got to say is you’ve got a pretty, low opinion of women, buster.”
“You don’t understand. This guy’s been genetically engineered to make women want him. The want becomes a need until they’ll do whatever he wants them to do, even if it’s not to their own advantage.
“How?”
“I don’t know but I do know this. His cum’s addictive. He cums in you and you’re fucked.”
“Well obviously.”
“No, I didn’t mean that way. You know what I meant.”
“Listen, Reese, did someone put you up to this?”
“What?”
“Did someone put you up to this, because I’m okay with practical jokes up to a point, but then they start to get old and—”
“I’m not joking.”
“Of course you’re not.”
There was a knock at the door.
Reese turned and looked at the door. “We’re too late.”
Kara looked at the door. “How do you know?”
Reese shook his head. “I don’t know exactly. I just know.”
“That sounds like a pretty dumb reason.”
Reese nodded. “I know it does but I just know.”
There was a knock again. “Open up,” said a voice from the other side of the door. “We know you’re in there.”
“See, it’s him.”
“Come on. That doesn’t prove anything. It could be anyone.”
“We’ve got to get out of here.”
“Well, the only way out is through that door.”
There was knocking again.
“Maybe a back window,” Reese suggested.
“Nope.”
“What kind of a dump is this that it doesn’t have a back window?”
“Hey! This is my apartment. It may be a dump but it’s my dump so show some respect, okay? Besides, there’s no way I’m going out a back window. You got that?”
“Yeah,” Reese grumbled.
And that’s when it happened. Before Reese could do anything, Kara had walked to the door and she’d pulled it open, and ...
“Oh my God.”
“You must be Kara Donner,” the naked man said.
“And you must be ... gorgeous.”
It was time. It was time for Reese Kyle to finally spring into action. He leapt forward. “Sperminator,” he said.
The man at the door turned to look at Reese. “You know me,” he said.
“I know what you are.”
“Then you know you’re already too late. Look at my cock. Tell me. How can any woman resist me?”
Reese was looking and it was only then that he realized his mistake.
“Yeah, that’s right. Look at it.”
Reese found himself staring at the man’s cock and now he found there was no way he wanted to look anywhere else.
“You humans are so silly,” the sperminator said. “Or maybe it’s just arrogance. You think we can only work our powers on women. You think because it’s a dick that we use that men are unaffected.”
Reese said nothing.
“I bet you want to suck my dick, don’t you?”
That was exactly what he wanted.
“I’m going to make you a part of my entourage. How’s that sound? You’re going to be a slave to me and my cock.”
In the back of his mind, there was a little, tiny voice that was screaming at him. This wasn’t right, the voice said. This wasn’t right. Don’t do what you’re about to do, but Reese wasn’t listening to that voice. He knew what he wanted. He wanted to suck that cock.
“You asshole,” a voice screamed and suddenly, Reese felt himself being shoved out of the way. “He came here for me but now I get it. You’re just trying to get what he came here to give me.”
“Kara Donner. At long last we meet.”
“Yeah. At long last. I understand you want to fuck me.”
“Like you said. It was you I came here to meet.”
Kara ripped off her top and she flung it aside. “Well here I am, Baby.” Her hands undid the buttons at the front of her jeans and she pushed the jeans past her hips.
“No,” Reese roared as he tried to make his way back. Kara’s pushing him out of the way had been enough to knock him out of the funk he’d been in but now he had to get back to her and help her out.
Only that wasn’t as easy as he thought it should have been because Stella and Belinda were there pushing him back. “Come on,” Stella cooed. “We can do better than her.”
“Yeah,” Belinda agreed. “Wouldn’t you much rather want a hot, little eighteen-year-old pussy.”
“No, I got to get back to—”
Kara already had her bra off and now it was just her panties that were left to go.
“Let me go,” Reese whimpered.
“Oooh, would you look at this,” Stella cooed as she wrapped her hand around Reese’s cock.
“It’s so big,” Belinda agreed. “I want to suck it.”
Reese knew the two women were only doing the sperminator’s bidding but that didn’t make the effect any less real.
Kara slipped her panties down her legs. “You wanted to fuck this,” she said. “Come and get it.”
“No,” Reese moaned. “No. Let me up.”
“Mmm,” Belinda moaned as she sucked on his cock. “You taste so good.”
Stella pressed her tits against the man’s face. “I know what you like,” she said.
Reese groaned because he could feel himself giving in.
No, the man railed against himself. No, this wasn’t right. He tried to push back against the women but they just reasserted themselves against him.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Stella asked. “You know, we don’t like it when men turn us down.”
“Not that anyone ever does,” Belinda agreed.
“You guys, stop. This isn’t real.”
Stella shoved her tits up against Reese’s face. “Are you telling me that this doesn’t feel real to you?”
Reese knew what was happening but that didn’t make it any less real. It was the sperminator. He was affecting the women. He was making them hotter and more alluring and the longer they spent around him, the more irresistible they became. There was a part of him that just wanted to bury his face between Stella’s tits. There was a part of him that just wanted to let the teen suck his cock and oh fuck, it felt so fucking good when she did it.
No. He couldn’t do it. He had a mission to finish.
Oh fuck. If the teen would just get up there and ride his cock, she could finish him off in no time at all and it seemed as if the girl knew exactly what it was she needed to do because she was climbing up over his body and her hand was stroking his cock.
“Fuck, look at her,” Stella purred. “She’s so fucking hot.”
“Oh fuck.”
That was Kara and Reese didn’t have to look over there to know what had happened. The sperminator already had his cock inside her. In a moment, it would be all over.
It was that moment of clarity that did it. In that moment, his mind was able to break through that lust-induced haze and he knew he’d only have that ability for just a moment.
There was no time for the niceties. In that moment, he shoved hard against Belinda and the startled teen lost her hold but already her hand was coming back to grab at his dick.
“Get away from me,” Reese growled.
“But I need you to fuck me.”
“I ... don’t ... care,” the man grunted. “I said ... get away from me!”
“Hey now,” Stella said. “There’s no reason to be like that.”
“Oh God,” Kara was moaning. “Oh God. I want you to cum inside me.”
No, Reese’s mind railed. “No,” he told Stella. “Back off.”
The startled Stella backed off and in that moment, Reese had a clear view of the sperminator and his quarry.
He didn’t hesitate. He launched himself at the man with his cock in Kara’s pussy.
Reese wasn’t sure what he’d expected to happen but the force of that attack, off-balance as it was, was just enough to knock the sperminator and it was just enough to take his cock out of Kara’s pussy even as that cock started to shoot.
“You ass hole,” the sperminator roared. “Look at what you’ve done.”
Reese was looking all right and suddenly, there was that urge again, to put his mouth on that cock.
No. That was a trick. No matter what he thought, he didn’t want to do that.
But the problem was it was getting so hard to tell himself that. There was just something about the man, something that was so ... so ... so—
No. That was the lie. He had to ...
He’d only meant to cover the man just to get his cock out of sight but when he grabbed at a blanket that had been there on the couch and when he’d thrown it over the man, something odd happened.
“W-what happened?”
That was Kara. The other two women were groaning but still hadn’t said anything intelligible.
The man under the blanket struggled and Reese drove a fist into the blanket as hard as he could. “Shut up,” he told the sperminator. “I don’t want to hear another word from you.”
Still the man under the blanket struggled but a few more well delivered blows were finally enough to shut him down.
“I’m ... oh my God ... I’m naked.”
“Well, yeah. Of course,” Reese said.
“H-how’d I get naked?”
“What do you mean how’d you get naked? You took your clothes off on your own.”
“I did?”
Reese nodded. “Wait a minute? You don’t remember any of this?”
“Any of what?”
“What is the last thing you remember?”
“You and I were talking and ... and there was this knock at the door. I opened it and—”
“And what?”
“And there was this guy there. He was so hot. I ... I would have done anything for him.”
“And now?”
“I ... I still don’t understand what happened.”
“It was him,” Reese said with a couple more well delivered blows at the man under the blanket. “I told you about him.”
“It was who?”
That was the teen. “What’s your name, honey?” Reese asked.
It was only then that the teen seemed to discover that she was naked. “What the fuck? Why am I naked?” she asked as her voice got more and more panicky. “Where the hell am I?”
Stella was starting to groan, too. “Kara, why don’t you take these ladies into a bedroom and explain things to them.”
“Explain what to them? I don’t even know what’s going on.”
Reese delivered a few more well timed punches. “Just take them into the other room. Get them some clothes. I’ll take care of him. Hey, do you have any rope?”
“Rope? No. What would I need with rope?”
“Just get them out of here. Tell them what I told you and I’ll take care of everything out here.”
Kara nodded and she hustled the two other women out of the room. Reese still wasn’t sure what she was going to tell the women but the most important them was to get them out of the room so he could take care of business.
He pulled lamp off an end table and he stripped it of its cord. “Turn over,” he told the man under the blanket.
The man didn’t turn so Reese lit into him with a few vicious kicks.
“I said turn over.”
The man turned.
Reese wrapped the cord around the sperminator’s still blanket-covered body, pulling it tight around his neck. It wasn’t going to suffocate him but it was tight enough to keep the covering in place.
Reese looked around for something else he could use and he found an extension cord running to the TV. He pulled this out of the wall and he wrapped it around the sperminator’s waist before he finally stepped back to admire his handiwork. He wasn’t sure why it was but apparently covering the sperminator up was enough to negate its effects and this one at least wasn’t going to be uncovered any time soon.
It wasn’t long before the three women came out of Kara’s bedroom. Stella and Belinda both looked at the man but they hardly said anything. “We have to go,” Stella said as they rushed past a bewildered Reese. Belinda said nothing.
“What happened?”
“She has a son,” Kara explained. “The girl was the kid’s babysitter so if the babysitter’s here, who’s with the kid. They said we can do whatever we want with him, just so long as we make sure they never see him again.”
“Which brings us to the question. What are we going to do with him?”
Reese shook his head. “Heck if I know. Short of killing him, and I could do that, you know, if that were the only option, but short of killing him, I don’t know.”
“I got an idea.”
Reese raised his eyebrows. “You do?”
Kara nodded. “I have these friends. Well, they’re not really friends, really. They, um, they hate men. I mean, they really hate them. They like to fuck with them. They like to bring them home and tie them up. They’re ... they’re not nice people, you know.”
“Okay?”
“So I was wondering. What would happen if we gave him to them.”
Reese shook his head. “I have no idea.”
“So what do you think? Do you think maybe we should give him to them?”
Reese shook his head again. “I don’t know. I suppose it’s worth a try, but whatever they do, they can’t let him fuck them and they really can’t let him cum inside them.”
Kara laughed at that. “I don’t think there’s any chance of that happening.”
“You don’t know what these sperminators can do.”
“You don’t know what Sue and Carly can do. They’d probably like having another man to train.”
“It’s worth a try.”
“I’ll give them a call then.”
It wasn’t long before Kara and Reese were driving up to Sue and Carly’s house. “Is this him?” Sue asked.
“This is him,” Kara said.
“Why’s he covered up?”
“I told you. He gives off this pheromone shit that drives women crazy.”
“Well, Carly’s got herself a new cat o’ nine tails that’s guaranteed to drive men crazy.”
“Be careful with this one,” Kara warned.
Sue just smiled. “Don’t you worry,” she said. “We’ll cure him of his stinky man odors and whatever despicable man traits he might happen to have.”
“Then I’ll leave him in your capable hands,” Kara said.
“You can count on us.”
“Well that’s done,” Kara said when she finally returned to the car.
“So what do you want to do now?”
“Funny you should mention that.”
“Why?”
“You remember what the sperminator was doing when you knocked him out of the way?”
“Yeah?”
“Well I never did get to cum and I’m really horny.”
“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
“I certainly hope so and it’s my guess that you’re a man of action so how about we see just how much action you can really get.”
“You’re on,” Reese said.