Kiera slowly became aware of her surroundings. She had no idea where she was or why she was here. The men who abducted her had kept her drugged while they traveled and it wasn’t until now that she was starting to get her senses back. The first thing that she noticed was that she was in some kind of hut with a grass roof and a dirt floor. Her body felt like it had been run over by a truck, more than once, and her mouth was so dry that she felt like she had cotton stuffed down her throat.
After lying there for a while she started to notice other things about her prison. First of all, it was hot and very humid. That told her that she was definitely not in Colorado anymore. Second, she could hear what sounded like birds chirping. So for sure she wasn’t in a city. Sitting up, Kiera’s head swam and it took everything she had not to fall over and throw up. “Slow, deep breaths, Kiera. Slow, deep breaths.” She spoke quietly to herself as she tried to keep from passing out. That would not be a good thing. She needed to know where she was and what the men who had taken her wanted with her. She had no family, so it couldn’t be for ransom. Maybe they had mistaken her for someone else, but that really didn’t make any sense to her. Slowly an idea formed in her fogged brain that sent a chill down her spine, despite the heat in the hut. Were the men who had taken her part of some sort of human trafficking ring? Oh, God! Please, don’t let that be what all this was about. She couldn’t stand the thought of what could happen to her if that were the case.
Kiera swallowed a couple of times and tried to calm herself. She knew that there would be no one looking for her. The people she worked for would just assume that she had decided to move on so they wouldn’t notify the authorities. Wait a minute! What about Bradley? Didn’t she remember him calling her name just before everything went lights out? Oh, please, oh, please let him have seen what happened to her and called the police! Please let someone be looking for her!
Panic was setting in and Kiera knew that wouldn’t help her, so she kept telling herself to take slow, deep breaths. It became her mantra as she sat there and tried not to start crying like a baby. She had to keep her wits about her if she was going to get out of this alive.
* * * *
In a small building located across the compound three men were talking in hushed tones.
“Look, I got her here. Now it’s in your hands. I just want my money so that I can get out of here,.” Bradley Stevenson Reed sniveled as he spoke to the other two men.
He hated being in this godforsaken jungle working with people that he considered beneath him. But he needed the money to maintain his luxurious lifestyle since his father, Senator Charles Reed, had cut off his funding. “I’m done footing the bill so that you can sit around on your ass and do nothing with your life. You want money, get a job!” His father had told him.
Yeah, right, like that was going to happen. Work and Bradley Reed just did not go together. Besides a job would seriously interfere with his socializing, not to mention his little habit that he tried to keep hidden from the old man.
“When we get our money, you’ll get what’s coming to you. Until then, you’ll just have to sit back and relax. We’ve got a few more women being brought to the compound in another day or so and then we can set up the online auction. Once that happens, we’ll all get paid.”
Both men smiled at Bradley. He huffed out his breath and stomped out of the small building and headed back to a small shack where he was staying for the time being. He needed a fix and he needed it bad. Once inside his hovel, he searched through his duffel bag until he found what he was looking for. The small baggie contained the last of his stash of cocaine so he knew he would have to be careful not to use it all up at one time. He’d never make it out of here if he didn’t have a little something to help him.
He poured out a small amount of the white powder onto a mirror that he kept stowed in his gear and promptly snorted it up his nose. It didn’t take long for the warm feeling to spread throughout his body and slowly he began to feel better about being out in the middle of nowhere.
The two men watched as Mister Bradley Stevenson Reed strolled through the compound to his shack. The compound consisted of several small mud huts, barely tall enough to stand in and a few larger wooden huts which housed the security detail, a communications hut and a storage hut for food and supplies. Bradley had been assigned to a small hut by himself.
Manuel Cortez smirked and shook his head as he reached for a bottle of water that sat on the table. “Do you think that he has any idea about the ransom?”
Kiera opened her eyes and realized that she was in her bed and that it was still dark out. Heath and Malcolm occupied their usual spots on either side of her. She thought about getting up but she didn’t know how to do so without waking up her two sleeping partners.
She lay in the dark and thought about her future. Were Heath and Malcolm the men in her dreams?. If they were, did that mean she was meant to be with them? And what did they want? They had appointed themselves her caretakers, but did they want more than that?” So many questions rolling about in her head, but no answers.
Just then Heath rolled to his side and wrapped his arms around her. He pulled her close and whispered, “Somebody’s awake early.” He nuzzled her neck under her ear.
“Yeah, I can’t go back to sleep,.” Kiera whispered back to him.
Heath kissed his way to her lips and placed several soft sipping kisses on her lips. “We’ll just have to figure out something to do until the sun comes up.”
That being said, Heath increased the pressure on her lips and forced her mouth open. He drove his tongue in and began to wage a campaign that would get her pussy nice and wet.
Not to be left out, Malcolm joined him in his erotic quest by kissing, licking, and nipping at the exposed skin of her neck. Heath broke his kiss to suck in air and Malcolm immediately took his place. Heath slid his hand beneath her shirt and slowly made his way to her breast. Since they hadn’t taken her underclothes off the night before, Kiera still had her bra on. Heath pushed it up and stroked over her nipple with his thumb. The stimulation caused her nipples to harden and Kiera moaned at the pleasure the sensation gave her.
Malcolm decided to ramp things up a notch and slid his hand down her belly and under the elastic of her panties. He found her mound and used two fingers to separate the lips of her pussy. With one stroke of his finger, he sent Kiera into a sensual world of bliss.
Heath began to knead her breasts as he moved in to kiss her again. Kiera gasped as she became lost to the erotic euphoria the men were creating within her. Only one coherent thought came to her. She wanted more!
When Kiera felt Heath begin to withdraw from their kiss she clasped the back of his head to hold him to her. Malcolm stroked her clit with his finger and Kiera writhed as her body began to feel as if it were on fire. Her clit began to throb and her pussy was drenched in her juices. She ground herself against Malcolm’s palm, desperate for him to touch her.
Heath stroked and plucked her nipples and then gave them a pinch. Kiera moaned at the erotic pain that morphed into pleasure. She threw her head back, breaking the kiss with Heath to suck in a breath.
“Oh God! That feels good!” she exclaimed.
Although somewhat shy, Kiera felt free enough to express herself with these two men. That thought alone should tell her something. She had never let a man touch her in such an intimate manner, but she relished their touch. She wanted them in a way she never thought possible.
Kiera pushed her pelvis harder against Malcolm’s fingers and arched her back, which caused her breasts to lift. She was rapidly falling into a raging vortex where pleasure and pain created the most unbelievable feelings within her. She tried to thrash about, but her two warriors kept her pinned to the bed.
Malcolm continued to stroke her clit and felt her juices overflow from her hot, tight cunt. The slippery cream dribbled down his fingers. He snatched his hand from her pussy and brought his fingers to his mouth. The sweet essence of Kiera exploded on his taste buds and he moaned as he licked the ambrosia from his fingers.
“Kiera.” Health’s voice was husky. “If we don’t stop now I won’t be able to. I don’t think that Malcolm will be able to either.”
Kiera couldn’t comprehend a word Heath was saying. She was completely caught up in her own desire and pleasure. All she knew was her breasts felt heavy and her pussy was hot and wet.
“Kiera!” Heath called her name. “Did you hear what I said? Malcolm and I are at the edge of our control. We want you so badly that it’s killing us. If you don’t want us to make love to you, say so now.”
Heath’s jaw was clenched tight and he ground his erection against her hip as he waited for her to answer. He continued to stroke her breasts while Malcolm continued to lick her juices from his fingers.
Kiera’s mind was screaming for more. She wanted to make love with Heath and Malcolm. The men immersed her in a world of pleasure so strong that all of her senses were firing at one time. Every sight, sound, smell, touch, and taste were enhanced beyond her mind’s ability to comprehend.
Kiera could feel their hard muscular bodies as they pressed against her. She wanted to run her hands over them and discover each dip and nuance of their physiques. What would their skin feel like? Taste like? What sensations would bring them pleasure? God! Just thinking of doing those things to them made her cunt spasm in a desire to be filled with a hard cock.
“Kiera, answer me,.” Heath demanded. Kiera turned her head to look at him. Her pupils were dilated so it was easy to see that she was lost in the erotic bliss that flowed through her body.
Finally, she was able to speak., “I don’t want to stop. Please,” she begged. “Don’t stop.”