Midnight Ep. 082: Headhunter

7:45 PM! The Santee REZ!

"So, this is the infamous SanTease!"

Opal Savage followed Caprice Comstock through the back entrance of the renegade club into the pool hall portion of the bar. Four billiard tables in use by rough looking rogues, they immediately ceased firing and stood tall to enjoy the view. Regulars overall, everyone knew the busty blonde in the micro bikini. Especially one young man stroking his pool cue at her.

"Hey, CC! When are you dropping by so I can tat up those titties?" That caught the attention of his fellow 8-Baller's!

"TOOOOOBY!"

CC stopped cold in her tracks and rerouted between tables with a bimbo shuffle, arms wide and demanding attention. Tossing his cue on the table Toby Forthright braced for impact. Leaping into his arms she smothered her chest into his face. The short young man palmed her bare ass as if he owned it as she kicked her feet excitedly. The men around them found that bizarre as fuck knowing that Toby was gay. For their info, he was bisexual but preferred men. He and CC simply loved one another enough not to care what anyone thought. She supported his preferences either direction.

Opal found it amusing as the gent's standing about admired her over CC. "Don't look at me. I only charge guys intending to put them in the ER." That brought on a few fearful reactions. Of course, there was always one jackass in the room. Arthur Looking Pretty was the furthest thing from his namesake. Scarred up facial features from having battery acid tossed at him in high school changed his personality. Tattoos added to his face made him look opposing in a warrior manner. Working out and adding muscle saved his rep with the ladies.

"Where's your bikini?"

"Never wear them. It's either sporty outfits or butt ass naked. Uniforms in the past." Opal spoke without smiling, smirking, or a wink. Mentioning uniforms, she pictured herself in a Caretaker cop outfit. That prompted a sour expression. One that Arthur took personally.

"Too good for you?"

"Yeah! Uniforms are too gaudy."

"I meant me!" She puckered his lips and made kissing noises. While he took offense goading Opal, Toby lowered CC in order to let her intervene.

"Knock it off, Looking Petty!"

"Pretty!"

"Why yes, I am." Caprice danced in step to the music from the dance club arena on the other side of the wall. "So, is my friend there."

"She wears too much."

"The night is young."

Opal swiped a pool cue from the nearest player. "Be right back." Taking it she surveyed Arthur's table. His opponent Digby Potting Soil stepped out of Opie's way sensing her attitude. "Make you a deal, Handsome! If I make two balls in one shot, you strip naked and play an entire game in the buff. If I miss, then I'll finish this game in the nude."

Eying the table arrangement Looking Pretty grinned. "You have no combinations. I will accept that bet." CC hugging onto Toby, arm around his shoulder leaned over to whisper her thoughts on that wager.

"He thinks he's going to get her in the sack. She would rip him apart."

"She looks tough."

"Special Forces! I don't think I'd take that bet."

"No shit! That's cool! Wait a sec! Does she work for that Sanchez guy at Harbinger Shoals?"

"She does!"

"The woman who beheaded three guys yesterday?"

"Beheaded? Where did you hear that?"

"Ben Squatting Wolf's passing held few secrets. Our POPO likes to jabber."

"Surely, that was made up." CC looked at him with hesitance. "I'll find out shortly. God, I hope not!" Dolan sure didn't tell her. But again, the FBI might have asked him to keep things quiet. Obviously, others did not follow that advice.

Circling the table looking over potential options Opal stopped at the side facing Arthur. Nodding at her selection she leaned forward with her cue at the 2-ball. Arthur simply looked smug and stepped back and shifted his gaze from side to side at his fellow billiard boys.

"She has no clue."

"Just a cue!" CC chuckled! "I just know this is going to be priceless."

"That is only one ball." Arthur chastised her.

"Watch and weep!" Opal grinned! A few practice strokes with her stick she fired the cue ball at the 2 and sent it flying into the air rather than into any pocket. The ball zipped right over the rail and struck Arthur in the groin. Doubling over in pain at the impact the air was stolen from his lungs. "Two balls, one shot! Just like I said. Blue's Clues!" She winked at CC then back at Arthur. "Blue balls!"

"FUCK!" Looking Pretty cursed!

"Lose your trousers! You made that wager."

"Yeah, Looking Petty!" CC laughed! "I'll go get you some ice for your swollen nads." Dropping his stick Arthur waddled off and out the back door. "Maybe not!"

"Let me buy you two a drink." Toby offered! "Looking Pretty deserved to be taken down a peg. You're the head juggler, right?" He extended his hand toward Opal. "I'm Toby."

"Opal!" She did shake his hand. "Let's not be spreading that knowledge. FBI is eying me as it is."

"So, it's true?" CC bulged her eyes! "You cut off someone's head?"

"Three heads! Shock value to spook their friends and gave Nick and I the edge in the firefight. I'm just sorry it wasn't in time to save DeWhitt and Squatting Wolf. As the saying goes War is Hell."

"Wow!"

"They say she used a head like a bowling ball over the wooden bridge."

"Can we stop with the imagery." CC grew squeamish. "I know you did what you had to but... that is pretty gruesome."

"Nothing strikes fear like a headhunter bathed in blood."

"What did I just say. Dammit! You made me realize my period should be any day now."

Following Toby into the club CC palmed Opal's mouth. "Shush!" No problem! It did worry Opie that the word was out. In her mind she considered that people might behave around Caretaker after this. Maybe the cop job would not be so bad.

"Hey, Cuz! Bottle of Bud and whatever these lovely ladies want."

"CC! Back so soon? Dressed to... thrill, at that." She eyed her bikini.

"Evening, Daisy! Opal? This is Toby's cousin Daisy Forthright. Just give me a Bud too."

"Hi, Opal! Pick your poison." Daisy then clenched her teeth. "Bad timing! I forgot until now about that guy who took cyanide after shooting at the Elders."

"Third Bud! Sounds like it's been quite a day."

"Week!"

Daisy leaned over the bar, her cleavage nearly toppling out of her bustier. "Mister Merrick went to Charleston to pick up Crimson. Rumor is there was a firefight over there she was caught in the middle of. What is going on around these parts? Raymond Scott's body found is the only good thing to happen in months."

"At Harbinger Shoals even." Toby winked at Opal. "Where she works."

"You work at Harbinger Shoals?" Daisy paused!

"I don't work there, I... work for the owner." Opie studied Toby with a squint.

"Opal is actually working for my new man Dolan." CC aimed to rescue her tentative bestie. "Ms. Savage here is a bounty hunter. He hired her as one of the new officers for Caretaker due to her investigative skills and always getting her man." She then thought about what she had just said. "Including my man. Bitch!" Amusing in her thoughts! She knew Dolan was weak in the moment. They weren't technically a couple when it happened. At any rate!

"Bounty hunter, that sounds exciting. I've heard good things about that guy, Sanchez. A few of our customers were workers out there until the body was found."

"Unexpectedly!" Opal ventured in. "Once the body gets exhumed and relocated work should start back up."

"Is it true he's building a Historical Society and a crypt for Raymond Scott here on the REZ?"

"It is!" Toby dipped accepting her bottle of beer. "I was at the press conference earlier. Newton Waterfall and Mister Sanchez committed to both of those. Including the burial of Ben Squatting Wolf."

"It's nice seeing the Santee and the outside world working together for once."

Fellow bartender Whispa Sweet Nothing broke away from tending others to join in, bumping hips with Daisy. Whispa, truly Wendy, was a gorgeous Santee with tats on her neck and shoulders and one section of her long brown mane shaved on the left temple. Toby Forthright had gifted her with those tats as per his profession.

"More to come!" Opal promoted the Major. "Nick has vision as much as money."

"Mikaela mentioned that he and Nodin Merrick are joining forces on a new night club in Caretaker. That by itself has me worried." Whispa decided it best to wave off further insight. Talking too much might get her fired.

"Why?" CC questioned!

"I think what scares everyone is that they know Nodin is not always such a good guy." Toby mumbled under his breath but up close enough that Opal and CC could hear him. "We've talked about that before CC." Caprice nodded!

"The Major is well-aware what the man has been involved in." Opal enlightened him and accepted her own beer, passing CC hers. "If Merrick was too bad, Nick would have shut him down before he could scratch his ass."

"Don't get me wrong he does good for the Santee. It's the outsiders he's never been keen on. Quite a few Santee resent the white man. That's what shocks me that this Sanchez is breaking those barriers. Giving our people jobs and income helps relations. This area of the state has little to offer."

"Which is why he's so invested. Dolan told me that he's even giving the REZ new police vehicles, ambulance and fire trucks like he's doing in Caretaker. He hopes to instill hope in the area."

"By building another strip club to compete with this one?" Daisy shrugged! "Do we need another club?" Music ending, the recent dancer left with her tips. Howls out of the crowd signaled a new performer.

"Kyoti is on." Whispa howled herself, leading Daisy and Toby to join in the symphony. Opal and CC merely looked at one another.

"Kyoti Cuddle!" A new voice entered the group and hugged CC from the side. "I wondered if you would stop in after honking at me."

"I was just horny."

Caprice greeted Mikaela Merrick then kissed her on the lips. Opal sized up that kiss and smirked. Passion, it seemed! Until it stopped just that swiftly. "Mikki and I go way back to when I first started seeing Oliver. Mik, this is Opal."

"I thought I just saw your van pull up outside, yet... you move fast." From her office window she had watched Black Box park outside and sit idle.

"Like a ninja!" Opie winked!

"We were just talking about your daddy."

"Careful what you say. People snoop!"

"Like the boy up in a tree across the street out past his bedtime?" Opal chuckled! "Hoping to see this Kyoti maybe!"

"He is Kyoti's baby stepbrother, Nathan Upside Down Crow. Their dad is like fifty I think. Yes, the boy is father's spy. Their parents care little what they do. I just hired Kyoti, she's a big hit here at SanTease now that she moved back from Florida. She plays off of a librarian concept, mainly because that was her job down there at a University. Not to mention she can barely see without her glasses. As if the howls don't clue you in."

From an attic porthole above the stripper pole slid down a thirty-something goddess wearing only her tattoos and a canine butt plug tail. Toby was thrilled to see her. "I did her vagina ink. The woman is fearless."

CC bulged her eyes zeroing in on the woman's 5'5 build with perfect 36C breasts. That tattoo Toby volunteered was the head of a coyote with ravenous jaws around her vulva. Deadly eyes peering over her clit either scared off lovers or lured them in.

"Zero pain threshold! I spent two weeks down there."

"Lucky you!" Opal chuckled! "Takes tough to go that close to paradise. She looks feral for any librarian."

"We won't go there." Mikki sighed! "Her dad is her biggest tipper. I pretty much guarantee incest is involved." Mentioning that Mikki recalled her own father taking herself for a spin in bed. It wasn't terrible!

"Wow!" That alone confirmed what Daisy had said about Nodin. Opal admired the music accompanying her. It sounded tribal with drums and nature calls. Hitting the stage dancing to a rough and gruff singer it nearly brought a tear to Opie's eye. It was obvious this woman was genius in her moves and skill. Stomping the stage, wagging her coyote tail she worked the crowd into a stomping on the floor frenzy.

Rolling on the stage floor like a dog she propped herself up on one palm. Her feet directly in front of a big tipper the librarian knuckled her cunt to the beat of the song. A messy twat spat out at the man just before her toes snatched his money then back flipped. Her coyote tail swatted him in the face in passing. Everyone busted up laughing.

"Nice! Disturbing, but nice." Opal told CC.

"Any worse than your bowling skills?"

"I suppose not! Anyways! What were we talking about?"

"Nick and Nodin's new club."

"Dad already wants Kyoti there as his premiere dancer when this new club goes live." Phone ringing in her hand Mikki paused them. "Speak of the devil. Hi, Daddy! Speak up, Kyoti is on stage. What? Are they that stupid? Of course, they are. Yes, I'll be on the lookout for them. ETA thirty minutes? Okay! Love you, Dad."

"Everything alright?" CC grew curious!

"Crimson and her lesbo lover dusted dad and the REZistance on the way home from Charleston. None of them could keep up with that Jaguar." She actually giggled over it. "I love the rebel, but she's not making a good impression on dad."

"Crimson?"

"No, this Jasmine."

"Under Nick's protection!" Opal pointed out! "She works for the Major doing side jobs."

"Doing what? What does she do to afford a car like that."

"Nick bought it for her." Cover story to protect Jasmine. She had stolen the Jag and fudged all documents of ownership in the system. She was that good of a computer hacker. "I. T!"

"Whatever!"

"Oh, hey! Where is Calvin Heavy-Feather? Oliver said he needed to talk to me."

"Stockroom! We had a delivery earlier and he's straightening it up. You can go on back if you want quiet away from the music and the howling. Kyoti does like six songs in a row so the place will be a riot until she's done."

"She does Metallica?" CC recognized the next song bleeding right in after Wolf Totem.

"Mongolian version." Opal puckered! "What happened to Indigenous?" The HU version of Metallica's Sad but True erupted with a vengeance.

"Who knows! She likes her metal." Mikki shrugged! "Come on, I'll walk you back to Calvin."

Leaving her, Opal decided to venture up to the stage and wiggle her way through the masses. The woman had forty guys surrounding one tiny circular stage four feet off the ground. She felt a few pinches to her ass along the way but uncaringly let them get away with it. T16R355 thriving in her system that kind of attention was like lighting the fuse on a stick of dynamite.

Patting the stage to get the librarian trickster's attention she sat her beer bottle down in order to bring up her small chain purse to procure cash. Seeing a fifty drawn out the wench stalked Opal with hunger in her eyes. Been there done that! Opal playfully snarled at her yet the woman failed to find fear. Reaching Opal, she avoided the money and instead sniffed at Opal, leaning over the rim to inhale her perfume. T16R355 pheromones tantalized her.

Eyes flaring at the aroma she sat up and moved Opal's beer bottle beneath her thighs and sat her vulva directly over the bottle neck. Opie watched that neck disappear. That deserved a puckered lower lip. Little lady fucked herself for that tip. This led to a flurry of five dollar bills out of the men around her. Finances ignored Kyoti panted and acted like a playful puppy in the moment.

Song ending, destiny spoke. The DJ had sense enough to play AC/DC's song Giving the Dog a Bone. Bottle would suffice! Taking her hands Opal danced in step with the song and watched the girl climax on her bottle, juices mixing with her best BUD. Fucking amazing! The crowd could not stop howling. Little screamer joined in!

By the end of the song Kyoti dismounted but instead of giving the beer back she tipped the bottle and guzzled it like a pro, spilling froth from her compressed lips and all over her perky titties. Opal was loving this woman's technique. So much so that her devious side took over. Dipping her fingers back into her purse she drew out her vial of T16R355 and wiggled it in front of Kyoti.

"Does Puppy want a treat?" Wag! Wag! Yip! Yip! Odd for a librarian but het.

Opening the vial Opal placed her index fingertip over it and dabbed only a single droplet. Playing along Kyoti sniffed at the minty scent then licked it from Opal's finger. This led to sucking on that digit like a dick. Very nice! Patting the stage again Opal said, "SIT!"

Complying the woman plopped down and folded her legs back over her head like a turtle on its shell. A second dip of the drug Opal smeared it on the girl's clit. The immediate sensation of chilling coolness had the woman moaning. Tongue following, Opal licked that droplet off of her. Puppy scratched her back all over that stage.

"DRINKS ON HER!"

Opie yelled out as the song drew to a close. Ironically, AC/DC followed up Bone with Have a Drink on Me! "Oh! DJ, you are good!" Amused, Opal rubbed more T16R355 on the girl's clit then lured the man next to her to lick her off. He and she enjoyed the moment. Throughout the entire song she coated that clit with drop after drop. Men lined up to taste that beauty. Oh, the insanity! Opie was making certain the night was going to be fruitful. Mint juLIP, indeed!

Bouncers stood back laughing until the effects began to become evident. Guys were unable to keep their dicks in their trousers, beating off to an anthem of Thunderstruck as her fourth song. Shake a Leg as its follow up, guys were nutting like beasts in the field. Over forty men licked the Kyoti. She fucked herself like a hound in heat! Momma's little helper! Opal headed back to the bar. For now!

********

"Ho, Bald Eagle!"

CC stepped into the storeroom to find Calvin Heavy-Feather shirtless and sweating from stacking cases of booze and rearranging kegs. "Look at you! Wringing wet like me 24/7!" She laughed! Mikaela definitely took note. On both parts!

"Ollie said you wanted to talk to me about something."

"I do!" He used a t-shirt to wipe his brow then put it on. Mikki pouted at his covering up. He saw how she had looked and knew that he could never touch Mikaela again unless her father allowed it. Besides, of late he had been thinking about Hannah Bell, dispatcher at the Caretaker Police Department.

"What's up! Besides your kickstand." CC patted his crotch. Again, Mikki pouted! She knew how acquainted Caprice and the Heavy Feather boys were, but it still made her sad. She had feelings brewing for Calvin. Yet again, since her father had made love to her last week her brain was really confused. She decided to avoid them asking about her expressions it was best to take her leave. Another cigarette sounded good.

"May we talk seriously?"

"Sure! You know me, I'm compulsive. I started waitressing tables in the nude today."

"Tips were good?"

"For a first day doing it... not bad."

"You could make more dancing here."

"I've seen Kyoti. I doubt that. Maybe when Nick and Nodin open the new club, I'll consider one night a week. I suppose dating the Sheriff that might look bad. But again, no worse than waitressing in the buff. Anyways, what's on your mind?"

"With Ali moving in, I feel it is time for me to go. I have been considering my independence."

"Good for you! I understand your bond with Oliver, but you guys are hitting 30, it's time to evolve."

"Agreed! What I would like to ask is... would you sell me your trailer?"

"It would fall apart trying to move it to the REZ."

"I would live where it is. Perhaps even find employment elsewhere."

"Wow! Breaking away from Nodin? That won't go over well. He depends on you. Maybe you could just jump ship and work at the new club once it gets built. It sounds like Nick is rushing it through."

"Perhaps! I have ten grand if you would like to, as you say... evolve."

"It's not worth ten. The floor is weak. The roof leaks a little."

"I would fix it as I have my current home."

"Where would I go? I can't just expect Dolan to invite me to live with him. Besides, I'm not certain exactly what I want."

"I understand. I will look elsewhere."

"Hold on! I'll tell you what. I'll sell it for seven on the condition you let me room there until I can find a place that feels right. Tips I bring in at the diner should get me something nicer. Can I have until a month or so after Naomi's wedding in Puerto Rico? That's in two weeks."

"Yes! I will stay with Oliver as long as I can tolerate Ali."

"Good luck there! Better lock your bedroom door every night."

"That would require I put the door up."

"Oh, right! You never put it up after Ollie and I fucked it off its hinges?"

"Pointless!"

"That's been over a year. Yeah, you should probably do that or wake up with Ali on your pecker."

"I will set her straight!"

"Like I said, good luck with that. Seven grand? Sold!" They shook hands! "I better check on my friend, Opal. Stop by the diner when you feel like settling up. I'll give you my extra key."

"Thank you, Caprice!"

"You're my boo! How could I ever say no to you. Don't read into that."

"Nor when you patted my kickstand."

"Right!" She playfully pointed at him then at the exit. "Later, Bald Eagle!"

"CAW!"

"That's a crow! You're more regal than that."

"SQUEEEEEEEEE!"

"I'll add the L!" Wink! Wink! Time to go or jump his bones!

Out back smoking, Mikaela Merrick heard a female scream so loudly that it made her jump. Looking up the hill into the darkness she had a pretty good guess who it might be. "Alexis Roster! What is the world coming to."

Cumming to T16R355 in her tank! Oliver had shared three drops with the tiny blonde nympho. Shadow had said one drop! Foolish, foolish man!

Indian Giver! Indian Taker!

Love was in the lair!

********

Charleston, South Carolina! 9:00 PM!

The estate of Tomas Sylver was winding down. After extensive workouts in the home gym Maxine Park and McKenna Grace waited until Lillian Dawn-Bearpaw retired for the night. Lilly needed to be refreshed for dealing with her employers at the Historical Society on campus. With armed guards outside on the grounds, as much as indoors, the ladies isolated for as much privacy as they could.

Robes from Lillian's closets provided, Max and McKenna enjoyed the comforts until no longer needed. A nice bubbling hot tub and wine shared, the two beauties relaxed their weary bones.

"So, tell me about yourself." Maxine asked McKenna seated across from her in the nude. Who needed bathing suits! A first for McKenna, she was a bit shy, but Maxine was quickly becoming her best friend.

"Well! I'm originally from Arizona. You might not guess it by my complexion but I'm half Apache. My mother is White Mountain Apache. My father is Caucasian and an Archaeologist in Phoenix. I take after him in the looks, blonde. They met on a dig site where she was employed back in the 2000's. I went to school in Phoenix for law enforcement and worked my way to Quantico, Virginia. Graduated high honors a year ago."

"I have been thinking about Quantico since Monroe mentioned it. I have studied my entire life in Seoul, but law enforcement has evaded me. Moving to America for personal independence I chose the low road with forensics photography. I suppose I desired a quiet peaceful life over combat. My... family is complicated. Like you I am mixed! My father is Korean, my mother Japanese. Both, from extremely wealthy families. I was forced to learn many martial arts disciplines at a very young age, which I suppose prepares me for the FBI should I further my career."

"I think you would be perfect as an agent. Ever fire a gun?"

"Actually, no! But I am quite good with a bow and arrow."

"Cupid, huh!"

"If you batt your eyes at me I will drown you." She laughed!

"No worries! I'm not into women. Barely dated guys even to be honest."

"I... am married! Was married! He died."

"Wow! I'd never have pictured you married."

"It was a very short marriage. My married name was Matsubara. His name was Hiro. I resumed my maiden name as Park after he passed on from cancer. It was he that suggested I relocate to the States. He had family in San Francisco. I hated it in Cali though. I needed to stretch my own imagination. My family was not exactly happy, but they came around. If not with reservation it seems."

"What does that mean?"

"Can I trust you, McKenna? I need to be certain."

"With my life. I... enjoy being around you."

"As do I. My family has very bad ties if you can piece that together."

"Korean or Japanese?"

"Both! Jopok in Korea. Yakuza in Japan. My parents united their affiliations in marriage."

"That had to be tough growing up."

"Oh, yes! I love my family, but I do not agree with everything they represent. There are many very good people surrounding us however." She looked around the room and eyed cameras. That worried her. Saying too much knowing that ShadowBitch was monitoring them had her edgy. A cellphone handy up on the concrete pinging drew Maxine's attention. Looking at a message she stared at it with curiosity.

"Chillax, Max! I'm watching you but I'm not ratting you out. Yep! Mind reader! I'll turn the cameras off in the room but leave the rest of them active. Enjoy your peace. Green light goes off you're free. I'll give you an hour then turn them back on."

"Who is it?"

"Shadow! Our savior!" She giggled and cast a thumb up at the camera. Green light going red she felt a relief consume her soul. "Alright! You and I can speak freely. The camera in here is off."

"Man! That lady is on the ball."

"I am glad she is on our side."

"Right! Question is, why the need to turn off the camera."

"So, that I can introduce you to some dear friends of mine."

"Excuse me? There's nobody here but you and I."

"That you can see." She flipped her tongue out at McKenna. "Yakuza should offer you a clue."

"Oh, fuck! Ninjas?"

"Yes! Masters of the blind spot. Trained since birth to live in silence and shade. It was they, that helped us survive earlier."

"You're serious!" Out of nowhere hands reached down over her and gripped her shoulders. "HOLY FUCK!" She tried to escape but found his grip unbreakable.

"Calm yourself! He won't harm you. That is Ho Yeon! Should you even try to run his ID at the Bureau he will not exist. Behind me is Chang Wook!" Looking to her right, McKenna found a man in black smiling down at her. Cute guy! Watching him stretch out behind Maxine he too began working her shoulders. "Okay! This is awkward. Let's take this to the massage tables."

"Awkward! This is insane. How did they get past... right, ninjas! Motion sensors even!"

"Tom's security system is a bit outdated."

Allowing Maxine to stand up Chang Wook hopped to his feet and grabbed a towel, throwing a second at Ho Yeon for McKenna. McKenna turned to face Ho Yeon and found him gorgeous.

"Boy band much?"

"That would be Korean. They're both Japanese. Like myself they come from mixed cultures. In their case Chinese and Japanese." Helped out of the water Chang carefully dried Maxine off. Ho Yeon bowed before McKenna first. She took the towel and dried herself. Still, she did attempt a bow back afterwards to honor the man.

"By the way! They only speak in sign language. They have no tongues." A disappointment as the evening progressed!

Taking things to the twin massage tables in the room both women stretched out and let their caretakers perform their magic. Maxine and McKenna were cooing like pigeons in no time at all. After twenty minutes of relaxation skills, the ladies rolled over and let them massage their fronts.

"No tongues, you say. That sucks!"

"Oh, they more than make up for it with their lips and fingers." Max giggled!

"Tell me they're not eunuchs."

"Oh, no! Long lasting at that."

"You know from experience?"

"I had needs after Hiro passed."

"So, the bodyguards were allowed to play with royalty."

"In my circle, yes! They serve me how I need them too. I however, thought I left them behind in Seoul. Apparently not! In the case of these two, I'm glad to have them near. I presume my mother thought I still required babysitters. Finger us!"

"Wait, what?"

Once McKenna felt magic fingers dipping into her vulva she loosened up like a champ. She and Maxine came nonstop for the next fifteen minutes. Time running out, the men vanished without a trace. In a locked room that was certainly spooky.

"Fuck! I needed that!"

"Okay! Where are they?"

"Ghosts!"

The camera light turning green the fun was over.

Boo who!

********

SanTease! The REZ!

Mikaela Merrick cashed her Pall Mall and dropped it to the gravel. Having heard howls and grunts coming from her father's club as much as the music set, she knew Kyoti was as big of a hit as the last two times she had performed. Twisted fuckers loved the feral wench. Before she could turn away however she heard further screams and maniacal laughter coming from up the hill above SanTease. A trailer park known as the Eagle's Nest lie up there in the pitch blackness of night. No pole lighting, only interior specks of power through curtains could be seen.

"That sounded close."

Squinting at the shadows she held her ground a bit longer. Hearing a man bellowing like a masculine eagle she froze. Incoming, a body came soaring from the shadows. Rather running, but with monster arms extended as if in flight. "Oliver?" Indeed, it was! At 6'7, 350 pounds of solid muscle the Santee biker was as intimidating as ever. Even when drunk and silly!

What stunned her most was the baby bird in flight out in front of him. That crazy bastard had Alexis Roster's ankles bound to his wrists and further thin ropes around her forearms as stabilization. Like a penetrated puppet the girl rode his monster cock in flight like a bird. Each time his mighty arms moved forward then whipped back he tugged her tiny body with them. That slack let her slip a bit on his colossal ten-inch cock then get lured right back in at each wingspan's flap. There was no mistaking her euphoric reaction. Eyes white as if possessed, she cried out in persistent chants of "I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU!"

"Good lord! You two just met. Love at first... flight, I guess! Damn! That's actually kind of hot. What in the hell made him go all out like this?" It was called T16R355! More than he or she should have taken as a first ever dose of the drug. While he could handle it at his massive size, poor Ali was 90 pounds wet, always wet! Her thinner, yet, perfectly proportioned body was drooling like a rabid... dog!

Feminine howls from the club over a loud mic had Mikki torn between her job and this moment of personal voyeurism. "Calvin is big but Ollie... holy shit! I want that kind of sex." Running directly up to her with bare feet Oliver hovered Ali right in front of Mikaela as if wanting her to feel inspired. Oh, it was working! Palming her neckline with both hands Mikki trembled, her hormones crying out for intimacy.

"I have to corner, Calvin."

Just as she started to turn, she heard gravel kicking up in the parking lot. In pulled the red Jaguar belonging to Jasmine Riviera. "Seriously? Right now? Dammit!"

Hearing Oliver snarl and cum like a beast into Ali, the barely legal girl shrieked. More! More! More! was all Mikki heard. Nonstop chatter! Mikki again, was torn by right and wrong. Her sister Crimson was home safely but she knew their father was close behind. Safely meant nothing. She herself well-aware of her father's belt.

Driven crazy by her choices Mikki abandoned the outside world and raced back to the storeroom. Slamming the walk-in cooler on she and Calvin she stripped her dress off and leaped into his arms. Pants dropped it was on! Locked inside, only friction would keep them warm.

"Holy shit!" Jasmine pointed out Oliver and Ali. "That's the Sheriff's daughter."

"Look at them go! That reminds me of us after we sampled that Tigress stuff. You don't think?"

Cackling coming from a black van had the ladies cringing in one another's arms. "Oh, hell! Shadow? What did you do?" No answer, they walked slowly in front of a screaming Alexis flailing like a bird. Jasmine as gay as she was had to crouch and look under Ali just to witness that mighty cock dripping in cum along its veiny sides ramming into Ali with each wing's updraft.

"Nice!"

Crimson grabbing Jasmine by her shirt dragged her indoors. Let the Bird of Prey devour his food. Daddy bird had the worm. Nut! Resume! Climax! Renewed! "YES! YES! YES! YES!" Unreal!

********

Inside the club it was no different. Looking about for Mikaela they couldn't hear her own cries through the keg freezer as she raped Calvin. Punishment was due for both Merrick girls. Calvin himself for allowing it.

"She's not in her office she has to be at the bar." Crimson sighed while holding the door frame. Jasmine leading the way, they saw sixty percent of the club's patrons clustered around the main stage. A stripper by the name Barbie approached Crimson.

"I've never seen these guys so worked up. How am I supposed to make a living if Kyoti is getting all the business. I'm done!" Storming off in a huff, Barbie Cloud in Sky gave up and went home.

"Who is Kyoti?" Jasmine huddled up to Crimson.

"New girl! Crazy from what I hear."

"Listen to her howling! She is definitely getting laid." Noting men beating off to the sides and bouncers allowing it, Crimson Merrick forced Jasmine to follow her to the bar. Seated there alone with the bartenders Daisy and Whispa, were Caprice Comstock and Opal Savage. "What is going on here?"

"There's Thelma and Louise." Opal smirked! "I hear you two broke wind and the sound barrier."

"We just couldn't be babied by dad. Are they... fucking Kyoti?"

"Sounds like it." Daisy leaned on the bar. "Toby went to check on her." More interested in the dicks out but sure. Cousin Toby, did do the honorable thing and did reach the stage through the chaos and found the librarian trapped between two men. Her coyote tail butt plug waving in the air she had a big dick up her ass and another up her cunt. They left her mouth empty to howl the night away.

"Awww, hell!" CC noted a return visit. "Arthur has feeling in his nut sack again."

The scarred baller was the one waving that tail and hammering her anus. The studious wild woman was a slobbering mess. And the music continued! Slow Ride by Foghat! Classic! No one was taking it easy!

"Why is nobody saving her?" Crimson grew concerned! "She's only supposed to dance... "

"I count fifteen." Guys on stage in wait! Crimson just closed her eyes.

"You started this." Crimson pointed at Opal. "You used that green shit you gave Jasmine and I." CC immediately bulged her eyes and looked at Opal with a glare of shock. "Did you dose Oliver? He's tearing Alexis up out back." That had CC leaping from her seat and running for the back. Opal clenched her teeth and realized that no, she had not dosed Oliver.

"Stay here!"

Trailing CC through the empty billiard room and out the back exit door she found nobody out there. Then a car alarm began wailing. Following the echo and feminine cries she found CC and the stripper Barbie watching as Oliver stood tall on the hood of the red Jag. Ali was completely and utterly checked out of reality, a slobbering whimpering puppet. At his towering height and weight the car hood was buckling. Testing the shocks! Testing the shocks!

"I had nothing to do with this one." Opal approached CC!

"Kyoti?"

"Eh! I gave her some to improve her show."

"Improve? The bitch is going to get knocked up." Then it dawned on Caprice that Oliver wasn't wearing a condom. "Goddammit! OLLIE! DON'T GET ALI PREGNANT!"

"Relax!" Opal stepped in. "There's an interesting side effect to Tigress. It has the ability to do what FDA approved birth control lacks."

"Meaning what?"

Hauling CC away from Barbie's ears she continued. "The drug prevents pregnancy. While it arouses men to their peak performance, it also sterilizes their semen to avoid accidents. Trust me, I'd have twenty kids by now if it didn't do its job."

"Who makes this shit?"

"Can't indulge that bit of info. Let's just say he's a Eugenius!" Wink! Wink!

"Eugenics?"

"Isn't that what I said?"

"Didn't the Nazis'... I give up."

Car lights and motorcycles pulling into the lot halted all train of thought. Well, for those who could think to begin with. Oliver and Ali were flying high! "Crap! Nodin is here." CC took Opal by the arm and led her to Black Box. "Take me to my car. I've had enough insanity for one night. I don't want to be around for Nodin's temper."

Bikers swarming the Jaguar watched their leader destroying Alexis and cheered him on. Nodin stepping amidst them, looked inside the car first then grew grim. With his daughter gone, he left the festivities without bothering to order Oliver down. Only REZistance member and second in command Leroy Blackrock accompanied him. Entering the club, Nodin sought out Crimson when he ran into the bartender Whispa headed to the back room.

"Where is Crimson?"

"Behind the bar where it's safe."

Ignoring her further, Nodin moved on and took notice of the Kyoti cluster. Eyes flaring, he let even that continue. Approaching the bar, Crimson shrank behind Daisy. As if she could save her from her father's wrath. Prepared to plead forgiveness Crimson found Nodin raising an index finger for silence. Holding her breath she then followed that same finger as it pointed to Jasmine. Riviera bulged her eyes. Swallowing dryly, Jasmine huffed her cheeks then rounded the bar to step up next to him.

"Leroy?" Nodin called to his guard. "Your belt please." Without waver Leroy unbuckled his belt and slipped it from its loops. Passed over he turned his back to them in favor of watching Kyoti, rather the men surrounding her den.

"I'll accept my punishment, Mister Merrick. Crimy and I shouldn't have bailed on you guys like we did. She... just needed freedom."

Nodding he patted his lap. Pouting she undid her pants and lowered them. Bare ass in view she attempted to crawl over his lap in preparation of being spanked. Stopping her without a word he shook his head and motioned her to pull her pants up. Eyes uncertain, she did so. He then parted his knees to give her room.

Motioning her closer she stepped between his knees then found him taking Leroy's belt and with both hands rolled it around and over her back. Using it he drug her into his embrace and actually hugged the girl. Behind the bar Crimson dropped her jaw at his sudden compassion. Literally climbing up onto the bar Crimson joined the hug from behind. Nodin smiled!

In a mad rush to make an appearance, a flustered Mikaela fresh from the icebox where Whispa found she and Calvin fucking, noted the hug. "I want in!" She too joined in on the family reunion. Surprise! Surprise!

Whispa took over for Mikki as Calvin's lover. After getting him worked up and abandoning his dick, he slammed the door again. Whispa was more than happy to oblige. Kyoti's den was full until closing time! Oliver would fix the Jag's hood at his body shop in the coming days. Ali would be by his side every step of the way like an ER nurse passing tools.

********

Inside of Black Box, Opal and CC shared silence as she drove them back toward Caretaker. The deafening lack of conversation led to an intervention. "Blame me!" Eloise Dyson spoke out over the radio. "I spotted Oliver a vial of Tigress as a housewarming gift."

"Knowing Alexis could get hurt over it? Shadow, that was wrong." CC broke!

"It's just a high-powered aphrodisiac."

"I've tried that crap. I know it makes a girl zombified."

"Not me! Once you get used to it, it's primal lust and fulfilling as all get out."

"In the beginning? The first time you used it?"

"Well, no. I just can't remember those days. I was addicted after my second use. Not everyone gets addicted to it. I... simply like living the dream."

"It is safe, Caprice. Just powerful! Our... source is quite thorough." Dyson added! "He's concocted quite a few interesting drugs over the years."

"But none are FDA approved!"

"No."

"Drug dealer!"

"Healthy highs!"

"How can that shit be healthy? Blood pressure alone has to be off the charts."

"Actually!"

Opal hit the brakes just outside of the REZ and turned on a dome light. Reaching for her glovebox she produced a blood pressure kit. Wrapping herself she did the honors of proving herself. "120 over 84. I drink six drops a day, every day. More if I'm needy. The night I was with Dolan, half a vial. I barely broke a sweat."

"It effects the hormones and tempts the frontal lobe." Dyson continued! "It's not like cocaine or LSD. It's merely designed to create sexual escalation."

"And prevents pregnancy."

"That's what makes the cocktail spicy. It also wards off STD's and flushes those out of the system."

"Herpes? AIDS!"

"No cases so far and we monitor it's users."

"That is hard to believe."

"If it weren't fact, I wouldn't take it."

"Hey! I'm no doctor, but I'll steer clear of it. If you ever dose me again I'm done trying to be a friend."

"I swear I won't push it onto you."

"Not Dolan! Not Ali! Wait! Does Midnight and Lillian take Tigress?"

"They've sampled it once. Nick uses a lesser version called X-AP347 on them. It's just as potent but without the primal aspect."

"News just in!" Eloise spoke out! "As of five minutes ago Midnight is dosing herself with X-AP347. Bearpaw not yet, but she is in Charleston. So, it's no longer Nick's best kept secret. I'll ask you to keep that under your belt, Blondie."

"Christ! I really should pack up and move away."

"Dolan!" Opal threw a good reason to stay at her.

"DRIVE! NOT ANOTHER WORD."

Van in motion once the BP kit was put away, Opal reached Coastal Waiter's Diner. Pulling alongside CC's station wagon, Caprice opened the door and stepped down. Before closing the door, she sighed. "Keep me posted about the boat you plan on looking at. I might need to be your roommate. I'm selling my trailer to Calvin."

"Bestie, still?"

"Fuck you!" CC chuckled and closed the door. Both birds flying, she rounded the hood of the van. Getting into her car Opal waited until it was started then drove off.

"That went well!" Eloise offered insight.

"I think we've both learned a valuable lesson here tonight."

"Uh!"

"Uh? What did you do?"

Back on the REZ, biker Trent Fuzzy Pup held up two vials of T16R355 he had found on the ground. In showing it off, Oliver Heavy-Feather pointed down at him.

"Do not squander that."

"What is it?"

"Our salvation, Brother."

Pocketed!

He was their leader!