The Public Adventures of Mark A Day with Cindy
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"Davy what do you mean she has been kidnapped?" screamed Mike's voice in the cell phone. Davy stood there listing to Mike's frantic words.
"It means what I said. The bastard who killed my mom has..." Davy cried out.
"What does he want?" Mike interrupted.
"Nine thousand dollars, I am waiting on his call now," Davy said with despair in his voice.
"Davy, snap out of it.
"It's my fault Sir..."
"No it's not. Now cut that shit out. When you talk with him, tell him I will pay it, if my daughter is not harmed," Mike snarled in the phone.
Davy stood there on trembling legs; he could hear the anger in Mike's voice.
"I will tell ... NO!" Davy screamed out, the phone slipped from his fingers and he hit the floor unconscious.
Terry looked at the girl and grinned as he closed the phone. She would be good in bed, but first she needed some modifications. "Seamus, come here," he said as he turned and walked into the hallway.
"What you need done boss," the huge man asked his boss as he stepped into the hallway.
"I want you to do your magic with your needles and prepare her for me. I want nipple, clit and clitoris piercings as well as a tongue stud. Use the gold rings, I am going to keep her awhile."
"You got it boss. You want her tattooed as well?"
"No not for now, maybe later after I break her in a bit. When you're finished making her ready, come get me. I will be in my office."
"Ok boss let me go get my kit and then I will start on her right away," Seamus replied as he walked across the hallway and went into his room.
Terry looked once more at the young girl and adjusted himself in his pants as he walked away. "Yes she is going to be a feisty one to break in; I can just see it now."
Cindy watched the man walk towards her. In his right hand, he clutched a pair of pliers that he opened and closed as he neared her.
Seamus Callaway looked at the pretty blond and grinned evilly.
"Your mine little girl, your boyfriend didn't answer his phone."
"He will! I promise he will or try my father's office. Please don't... " sniffling... "don't hurt me."
Reaching up Seamus grabbed the girl's blouse and ripped it off in one pull. The silk shirt ripped into two. Grabbing her bra, he yanked it hard as well, stretching the material until it finally snapped.
Cindy screamed as her shirt and bra were torn from her body.
Seamus grinned as he shut the microphone down. Handing the recorder to his partner, he licked his lips as he admired the girl's beautiful breasts.
"Take this to the boss."
"Ok, but no touching her, boss's orders."
"I am doing exactly what he ordered," he said with an evil sneer.
Taking the recorder, Roy O'Bannon walked out of the room. "Remember no damaging the merchandise."
"Yeah, yeah, I know, and I know what the boss just told me in the hallway. So you mind your own knitting and let me do my job," Seamus said as he watched the door close. Then turning back to the girl, he leaned in and roughly tweaked her nipples making both of them hard.
Davy slowly regained consciousness. He tasted blood on his lips when he licked them. Standing up he swayed on rubbery legs for a second and then he started to turn and reached for the door handle in front of him. In his mind, he heard Cindy scream again. "I am coming Cindy," he muttered, and with anger flashing through his mind, he yanked the door open, and ran through it, only to slam into a rough brick wall. He shook his head, looked at the wall in surprise and turned around. Behind him was a large warehouse, instead of his new home. The building was stacked to the ceiling with crates and boxes. In the distance, he heard someone screaming in pain and he recognized the voice. Anger boiled up in his blood and his vision clouded with red as he thought of his sweet love being hurt.
Stumbling across the warehouse floor, he heard footsteps coming towards him. Before he could reach a hiding place, a man stepped out from behind a pile of crates.
Roy stopped in surprise as he looked at Davy Woods.
"You!" Roy grated as he reached for his colt on his hip.
"Bastards, what did you do to her?" Davy screamed out and then his mind took over as he saw the man's gun.
Roy screamed in pain as his pistol started to wrap around his right hand, the nine-inch barrel stretched and wrapped tighter, crushing his fingers as it moved like a coiling serpent. Trying to drop the weapon, it wrapped itself tighter. Grabbing at the barrel, he tried to yank it loose.
Davy watched as the man tried to pull the ruined weapon off his hand with his left hand and he quickly entrapped that one too. With a sharp twist, Davy lifted the man up in the air and hurled him against a steel beam.
Walking towards him, Davy kept him hanging there and then flattened the beam and wrapped it around the man. Squeezing and compressing, he heard the man beg and then whimper for his mother as blood sprayed out of the openings on the top and bottom.
Turning, Davy started running in the direction of Cindy's painful screams.
Terry Hawkins looked up as he heard another scream. Dropping the bundle of money on the table, he pulled the Glock pistol from his waistband and moved to the window. Looking down on the warehouse floor, he saw a young man running across the room. Reaching to his belt for the radio he carried, he was just about to sound an alarm when three of his men came charging out with weapons drawn.
Davy saw the three men and in his anger, he flung all three up and over the boxes. Two of the men slammed to the concrete floor and did not move. The third smashed into a crate of porcelain dolls, which shattered under his impact. Inside the dolls were small bags of heroin, which now scattered and dispersed around the area like a fine white cloud.
Terry blinked in surprise as his men went flying and then snarled in anger as one of them landed on a shipment that was ready to go out.
"God Damn it. That's three million in heroin."
Striking the window with the gun barrel, he shattered the thin pane, and leveled the Glock. Pulling the trigger, he fired the heavy caliber pistol at the boy.
Davy turned around and looked up at the sound of breaking glass.
"NO!"
The bullets flew towards him, then suddenly stopped, hung in midair, and then they fell harmlessly to the ground where they bounced and rolled on the concrete floor.
Terry was shocked when the bullets stopped in midair.
Davy reached up with his hand and yanked his fist back. Terry flew through the window screaming as he hit the floor and bounced on the concrete where he laid still. Turning quickly Davy ran towards where he heard Cindy scream again.
Cindy writhed and twisted under the assault and then screamed in pain as something clamped down on one of her nipples. Looking through tear drenched eyes; she saw the leering face of her captor.
Seamus grabbed the pliers and started twisting the young girl's nipple. As she screamed in agony, he grinned for it was like music to his ears. Pulling the pliers out a full inch, he grabbed a large sewing needle and shoved it through the flesh. Piercing the skin all the way through, he picked up the gold ring and threaded it through the bloody hole.
Cindy bucked and screamed in pain as the needle burned through her breast while the man mutilated her beautiful nipple. The pain lessened and then he started on her other breast and her screams doubled and she started bucking once more as she passed out. Taking a soldering iron, he soldered the rings closed and then blew on them until they were cool.
Shaking the girl awake, Seamus giggled, "Boss wants you as his property. This now marks you as his," Cindy hung there whimpering in pain as she felt her skirt being lifted and her panties being tugged down again.
Seamus looked at the girl's bald pussy and grinned again. Taking the pliers once more, he found and manipulated her clit hood until it stood up and stretched it out and savagely pierced it, pushed a ring through it and soldered it closed. Taking a silver chain, he connected the nipple rings and clit ring together and he applied an antibiotic cream laced with Novocain. Cleaning up the blood, he applied bandages and pulled her panties back up.
Unfastening her from the chain link fence, he slipped a t-shirt on her body and snapped her skirt up onto her waist. Picking her up, he dropped her on the bed and handcuffed her left hand to the frame. Cindy woke up and reached for the man, her nails out as she clawed at his face with her free hand.
"I will kill you. You fucken pervert!" with claws flashing and teeth snapping at the man, Cindy never saw the slap as it came in and hit her high on the face. Blood sprayed from her nose and she felt it move, and realized it was broken.
"Bitch," Seamus growled as he checked the scratches on his arms and noticed they were superficial.
"I should kill you, but the boss wants you," reaching over he gently massaged her breast until she started to reawaken and then gunfire shattered the air.
"What the fuck?" Standing up Seamus looked down at the girl. "Don't go away little girl, I have some more presents for you when I get back."
Walking out the door and down the hall, he stopped when a shadow fell across the glass door. Raising the pistol, he fired all six rounds through the glass and saw the body fly into the wall. Reloading as he walked over he looked down at one of the boss's men.
"Shit!"
"You can say that again, you just fucked up," Davy said as he looked at the huge man in the doorway.
Seamus whipped the gun around towards the voice and cried out in pain as the twisting gun slowly crushed his hand. The sound of breaking bones was loud in the small hallway as Davy spoke again.
"Where is she?"
"Back there, please... " Seamus cried out and then continued as he screamed in pain. "I didn't hurt her, I just guard. You let me go I no come ba ... back," he gasped out.
"Get out of here; if I ever see you again, I will kill you."
Seamus opened the door with his uninjured hand and looked at the kid. "She isn't hurt, I swear it. She is behind the third door on the right." Turning Seamus ran down the hallway and out the other door.
Davy walked down the short hallway and heard Cindy crying. Going into the room, he knelt by the bed, turned her face to him, and grimaced at the terrible sight that met his eyes.
'You can heal her.'
'Huh? Who are you?'
'I am a friend, and I do mean a friend, now close your eyes and remember her how she was. When you have that memory ready, touch her chin and she will be healed. Hurry before I am discovered.'
Closing his eyes, Davy brought Cindy's face into his mind, and then he saw her sitting across from him at lunch, her smile and dimples showing as she told him she loved him. Reaching out, he touched her chin and felt energy flowing into her.
Cindy laid there and looked at Davy, pain was flooding through her body and she was not sure what was done to her, but she knew her nose was broken. She watched Davy close his eyes and then he touched her chin. Suddenly the pain went away from her body and she felt her nose straighten out and the blood stop running from her nostrils.
The power continued to flow into Cindy, running through her body, ridding it of toxins and several traces of previously undiscovered cancer cells. Then it flowed into the metal rings attached to her clit and nipples and the metal grew slightly warm as the gold bands changed their molecular make up and became stronger than titanium. Her skin around the piercings became stronger too. If anyone tried to pull them out all they would accomplish would be to stretch her skin without breaking it, at the same time those areas became hyper sensitive to touch and stimulation.
Reaching up, Cindy touched Davy's face. "You came for me my love, I knew you would."
"Of course I did, how could I not, for I love thee with all my heart."
"Warning! Warning! Abnormal human psychic abilities detected on the West Coast of the United States. Dispatch assault team to capture, and interrogate subject. Powerful PSI ability detected. All units beware of possible combat. If unable to retrieve subject, you have permission to destroy," said a mechanical voice broadcasting throughout the secret base.
Around the base, specially equipped creatures rushed to don their armor and equipment.
'Hurry, you must go quickly you have been detected.'
'Detected? By who? Besides, I need to get Cindy free.'
'Ones you are not ready to meet, and look at the lock. See it open.'
Davy concentrated on the lock and then saw the inside of it. With a twist of a piece of the lock, they opened easily and he removed the cuff from Cindy's hand.
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"Pseudo Cindy" It was another Friday night and after my hot bubble bath I found myself once again going through my meager clothing and lingerie collection trying to decide what to wear. That's what I usually did on the weekends. It was a strange hobby to be sure, but since I wasn't bothering anyone and kept to myself I figured it wasn't anybody's business. I just wish I had more money to spend on my wardrobe. I had been living in my townhouse for nearly three...
One Handed Tales #9: Carla, Vicky and Mistress Cindy By Sarcastic Slut I slipped the long woollen cloak from my shoulders and let Vicky catch it before it fell on the floor. The tight, heavy satin busti?re top showed my breasts and my pretty shoulders to good advantage. I was dressed entirely in black and smoothed my flared velvet mini skirt down over my bare thighs as I accepted the drink handed to me by Carla. "Thank you, slut," I said. She curtsied and replied, "You're w...
Copyright© I guess it was inevitable, the love that Cindy and I learned to share. We were twins born but raised as... just kids. Mother, bless her; miss her, died giving life to us. Dad was lost without her and raised us in a haphazard way — there at times, often not. Early memories: Dad on the floor, asleep? No, the bottle by his hand belies the truth in that. Cindy, one hand, Lee, me, the other. Drag him, pull him. Grunting with our childish lack of strength. "Push... Cindy, Pull! Get...
My name is Jake I am 19 years old normal build and blonde hair, My sister Cindy is 18 and a petite build with b cup breasts, and brown hair. I had recently moved back to my hometown after my parents were recently killed in a car Accident tragically. Cindy was living with them and now had called me and asked me to move back so we could live together to save her money while she finished her schooling, She was enrolled in a nursing program and had just started when the horrible accident occurred.I...
IncestAll constructive comments are welcome. Please e-mail to me: [email protected] or [email protected] Growing Up Cindy by Samantha Michelle My first memories are of my mommy playing dolls with me in my crib, and singing softly as she nursed me. I grew quickly, and I was a chatty little kid, and by four Mom would take me out to play with the other little girls. I remember always being dressed in skirts and layer after layer of soft, frilly underwear. I was treated...
I was at my parents home one day talking with Dad about some company business. I had to run out to my car to grab some papers that I forgotten. I looked up the street and noticed a familiar face walking down the road in my direction. I got what I needed out of the car and slowly made my way to the road. "Hello stranger?" She looked at me for a moment before she stopped walking. It seemed to take her a moment to recognize me. "Mike? Is that really you?" "I was about to ask you the...
I had a good nights sleep and woke up fully refreshed and looking forward to greeting my guest who after checking my emails was on her way and due to arrive around lunchtime, I had given her directions for her short walk from the station and the tone of her emails left me excited to meet her.I took a long refreshing shower and made some fresh coffee before dressing, I decided that a crisp white tee shirt and a decent pair of sports shorts would work well as it was going to be a warm day. I made...
We walked into the coffee bar at ten fifteen, which meant of course that we were precisely fifteen minutes late, and were immediately greeted enthusiastically by Ian and Trish Matheson. "You don't know how good it was to hear that you would be here tonight, that you were going to honour that promise you made yesterday," said Ian as he gave Vikki an enthusiastic hug and a more than friendly kiss. Then, when he realised she wasn't wearing panties beneath her short skirt, he moved his right...
"God, I can't stop" the 14 year old Cindy exclaimed as her finger wandered once again down to her bare pussy. She had just finished masturbating herself to another orgasm. Her best friend, 13 year old Annie had talked about how she found some files in her dad's computer that showed young girls with shaved pussies and how good masturbation was after she had shaved her pussy, so Cindy decided to see how it would feel. "Your dad has pictures of naked girls?" Cindy exclaimed. "Yeah, and...
Chapter 1 Fucking with CindyCindy was on her knees in front of me, giving me a long, slow and very wet blowjob.? Her hands were rubbing the tops of my thighs. She knows she is only allowed to use her mouth on my cock.? I slid into her throat and she gagged slightly, producing even more drool.? There was already a puddle of saliva between my legs.? Later, I'd make her lick it up before cleaning my ass with her tongue.? I watched her working for a few more minutes, looking right into her...
It was almost dark when we pulled through the gates into the subdivision about three miles from the trailer park. There were still a few people out about jogging or finishing up the Saturday honey-dos. Most of the children were inside although there was evidence all around that they had been there. There was a bike in the Smith's yard with the wheel still spinning. There was the portable basketball goal at the end of the Roger's driveway that had sure been the focus of attention in the...
If I were to believe the other fleet drivers, being a chauffeur in this company was an iron clad way to get laid on a regular basis. The stretch drivers all had stories of back seat orgies in which they were invited to participate, or the female passenger who got so pissed off with her drunken partner that she had him dropped off home and she continued on with the driver. Most of these stories I would slot into the urban myth category, because from my experience nothing like that actually...
I've been going to the gym regularly for years to help keep fit and get some cardio. It's sometimes boring and frankly at times I just don't feel like going there again. That feeling came over me one day last week and I almost didn't go. Boy and I glad I did!!There's a girl that works out there regularly that I've chatted up a couple times. I know her name is Cindy and I also know she is drop dead fucking gorgeous and literally oozes sexuality. Every swinging dick in the place can't take their...
Cindy Throne is on her way home from work. She is the manger of six very smart women in an accounting firm, it's Thursday and she needs to be in early tomorrow for a very important client. Pulling into her drive Frank her husband is home and this is not the normal for him. Going inside she sees Frank bond to a chair gag in his mouth and bleeding from his nose. A big black man 6' 6" or more standing over him. Cindy yells LEAVE HIM ALONE PLEASE!!! The black man turns to her WHO THE HELL ARE YOU...
Cindy didn't spend too long in prep. The Emir wanted his new acquisitions "fresh" as he called it. That was fine by us. I'd gone down to the customer lounge to join Rick for the handover of the remaining eight of the Emir's household slaves, four house maids, three for 'entertaining' clients and his new PA. We'd got together pretty much everything he'd wanted and, of course Cindy as well. Tricia had suggested using Brian's daughters, Beth and Ella, as two of the 'entertainers', I...
By: AWC Some boys may forget the first pussy they fucked but not me. The story I am going to tell is really not about the first pussy fucking but it is definitely about the first pussy I fucked. Please bear with me, I know, it is very confusing so far. Let me start once again. My name is Rafael. It was the first pussy that I fucked with full intent and might. Before this, my cock was used and a pussy was fucked but to be true, it was my cock that got fucked by a lady about 5—6 streets away...