I just wanted to taste her... (Pt. 2) (535 hits)
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Submitted by John Bam <showtime.at.theapollo.com (View user info) at 2006-11-28 09:47:39 EST
Part 1: http://www.ubersite.com/m/96195
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Our eyes met and it felt as if she were looking into my soul. I had to taste her.
Standing near the door to the makeshift cage that now held her prisoner, she stared at me. I stared back. It was as if we were drawn together by some unseen force that neither of us could understand. I slowly took a step forward, fearing that I'd frighten her and she'd cower away, but she didn't move. Silently glaring at me, she tilted her head to the side slightly and I awoke from the trance which had held me captive.
"How much for her?" I asked quietly, never taking my eyes off of hers, as if by doing so I'd break the connection that we seemed to share. When Fred didn't answer after a few seconds, I broke my gaze from her and turned to him. He was eyeballing me suspiciously again.
"You ain't some kind of freak are you?" He asked, his gruff voice and southern twang combining in a comically cartoonish way.
It was then that I realized my mouth was watering. My pants tightened uncomfortably as an erection began to take form, and I turned back towards her in an effort to hide it from him. It had been close to ten years since I'd last fed my desire for such things, and I guess my body couldn't quite remember how to act.
"N-No." I stuttered. "I just haven't had, you know... this... in a while."
My penis became flaccid again and I sighed with relief. "Just excitement." I thought to myself, the words not comforting the way I'd intended them to.
"Two hundred dollars for her, the white one." He paused as if considering what to say next. "A hundred fifty for any of the others." The way he said 'others' made me cringe, as if they should be treated any different just because of their color. He coughed twice, a slow and loud affair that made my lady jump backwards in startlement and turn her gaze towards Fred.
"I'll take her." I said firmly, holding my eyes steady on her. She turned her gaze back to me, and I thought I saw hope in her eyes. If only she knew the monster that I was within...
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I gave Fred the cash that I'd stuck down in my boot before heading out this morning, and he counted it before stuffing it into his shirt pocket. He reached into the front pocket of his overalls and pulled out a set of keys on a big round loop. It looked like the set of keys you'd see a jailer walking around with back before they abolished government-funded prisons.
He flipped through them until he came upon the one he wanted, then he walked towards the cage. A small padlock was all that separated her from freedom, and when Fred swung the door of the cage open, the three girls in the back suddenly jumped up and sprang forward. He grabbed the white one and pulled her out, slamming the door shut before the others could escape. They screamed in protest, if that's what you call the sound that escaped their mouths, but Fred paid no attention.
He grabbed a small contraption from off the wall, identical to the dozen or so others hanging on the same rack. When he snapped the first cuff around her left leg, I realized it was a pair of rudimentary homemade shackles to keep her from running. He clicked the other cuff shut and gave me the key.
"Don't unlock her till you get her safe inside your house. Try not to draw attention to yourself, just act natural."
"Natural? If anyone sees her, they'll call the hotline" I said, thinking of being seen with her, shackled up, entering my apartment.
"Just pretend like she's a big ol' bag of laundry" he said with a smile. I noticed his hand was behind him, and before either she or I could protest, he slung a large potato sack over her head.
She began struggling immediately, making that awful screaming sound the others had made before. But, he grabbed the sack by the bottom and pulled up, knocking her to her back, and he tied the sack shut, muffling her screams. He slung the drawstrings over his shoulder, lifting the sack, and with it her, slightly off the ground.
"Go on up."
I did as he said, and he followed behind me. Her protests became subdued, and by the time we were back upstairs and he'd hidden the trapdoor under the carpet, she'd become entirely silent.
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"How often do you get drones?" He handed the sack to me with a huff, and I pulled it over my shoulder. She was malnourished and much lighter than she should have been, but my arms were weak from the liquid diet I survived on. Unfortunately I didn't have the money for such luxuries as starches and vegetables on a daily basis. After all, I've been saving up for a different kind of treat.
"I don't really notice them anymore. Four times an hour maybe?" The surveillance drones that the government had dispatched around the country were used in place of the CCTV systems of the early 21st century. They were unmanned and controlled remotely, allowing for random changes in flight paths as well as the ability to shadow any suspicious activity. They're just another part of the government's "war on terror".
"You're on your own once you leave here, but I've got an EMP genny in the attic. It'll give you enough time to get in your car and get outta here without bein' seen." Fred motioned with his hand towards the red chair in front of the fireplace. The small remote control was still there, and now I realized what it was for. "The only thing is, when one of em gets shut off, another one always comes to see why. I've been takin' the broke ones and bringing em' to the station, complainin' loud about ruinin' my landscaping and what not. They think it's some kind of magnetic anomaly."
It unnerved me that I had underestimated Fred so much, just based on his appearance. I thanked him and walked towards the foyer. I found the idea of a country bumpkin like Fred bursting into a drone monitoring station, mangled electronics in hand, a bit comical. But if they ever caught on to what was really going on, Fred would either be sold to one of the work camps or tried for treason. Nowadays, there was only one sentence for a guilty verdict of treason: death.
Fred walked to the chair and grabbed the remote. He pressed a button on it and all the lights in the house went out. A strange whirring sound began, coming from overhead, and almost as soon as it began it was gone. I could almost have imagined it, if not for the fact that the lights came back on.
"Alright son, good luck."
I walked out the front door and Fred closed it behind me. The lady in the sack began to struggle a bit, and I realized with a flash that we were out in the cold again. Everything that had happened since I walked into that house just seemed so surreal, and now that I was out, it was as if it had never happened.
The heavy sack remained draped over my shoulder though, so it wasn't just a dream. I zipped my jacket up again and headed for the truck. A quick gleam to my left flashed in the corner of my eye, and I knew Fred would be heading back to the station later today. I glanced over as I opened the passenger door of my truck and could see the lifeless little robot half-buried in a heap of fallen branches and dirt. I gently hefted my purchase into the seat and closed the door.
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User Reviews
Submitted by Brdn_Nkd (user info) at 2006-11-29 15:18:52 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2006-11-28 19:45:52 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2006-11-28 17:59:48 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Taste THIS.
Submitted by scourge (user info) at 2006-11-28 17:50:55 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
NOT BAD.
NOT QUITE WORTH A 2, BUT FUCK IT.
I LOOK FORWARD TO THE NEXT INSTALLMENT.
Submitted by konohasaiyajin (user info) at 2006-11-28 17:44:21 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
seemed a little like filler. however there was good character building. the writing is a little more fluid than the first. could turn out to be a pretty good story if you continue it properly.
Submitted by Ejryuu (user info) at 2006-11-28 17:12:14 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
If this isn't an actual human female, you're going to disappoint a lot of people. Somehow I think that's the direction you're heading with this =(
Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2006-11-28 15:11:27 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-11-28 14:40:43 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
I'm guessing 'she' is veal, or something like that.
Submitted by nya_nyo (user info) at 2006-11-28 11:31:27 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
part 1 was better, and I assume this is not the end (hopefully)
Submitted by homer42 (user info) at 2006-11-28 10:22:34 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I like it but I'm assuming there's gonna be a part 3 right? If not that was no ending...
Submitted by HurtByTheSun (user info) at 2006-11-28 10:07:52 EST (#)
Ranking: -1
Meh. Again.
Submitted by jack11058 (user info) at 2006-11-28 10:03:51 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
BOK BOK BOKEEEEEEEEEEE
Submitted by hour_man (user info) at 2006-11-28 10:01:28 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
I kinda feel like this just didn't happen. Nothing occured etc. Worth reading but no more for me.