The Big Move: Chapter 12, a minor detour

[talkingbunny]

Sheryl was in Daria's arms with one leg and foot still on the table which was covered in piss, blood, and cum. Her other foot had landed on the chair. Alison had given her a massive shove and only Daria had kept her from falling right off the table to the floor.

Sheryl sat there in Daria's arms for a minute in total shock. She had seen Alison and Bailey help me off the table and practically carry me to the bathroom and she was almost in shock. Sheryl had always had a fierce temper and an insatiable sex drive.

She began to feel an enormous wave of guilt shoot up from her vagina and through her gut. She had been savage beyond words and now realized how misdirected her anger was and the guilt was reaching her heart now.

"Get out of my way!" she blurted out as she scurried to the kitchen.

She reached the sink and vomitted immediately. She had almost nothing in her stomach as she had spent the entire day thinking of how to not give this asshole her most prized achievement, her Nanodocs. She now had a completely empty stomach except for the gigantic ball of guilt she now had in it. She felt sick again and tried to throw up but got only a little spit.

Marcia and Daria were beside her holding her shoulders and stroking her back with great concern.

"Domina, should I get you a tranquilizer? You are too distraught, you must calm down." Daria offered trying to help.

Marcia just rubbed her back and shushed into Sheryl's ear and held her hand. Sheryl felt an overwhelming need for punishment and grabbed ahold of the counter.

"Daria, No. You must fuck my ass right now, I need you inside of me this minute. DO IT!" Sheryl hissed.

Daria hesitated for a half second but saw the look on Marcia's face imploring her to obey Sheryl's command, so she stepped behind her and slammed her enormous cock into Sheryl's dry asshole. Daria was still hard as a rock and had always been very attracted to Sheryl so she was very turned on. She stroked in and out of Sheryl's ass for 6 minutes, her cock was becoming more and more bloody with each piston stroke. Sheryl finally came again and eased her cock out of her boss's asshole.

Sheryl spun her head around and looked at Marcia, " NOW,YOU!"

Marcia knew her boss and bestfriend well enough not to argue. She eased in behind Sheryl and slammed her cock into her bloody anus viciously. Marcia knew that Sheryl was feeling unbelievable guilt and if this ass-pounding was somehow therapuetic, then she was there to help Sheryl.

Marcia pounded her cock in and out of Sheryl's ass for minute after minute. Sheryl had a trail of blood and cum oozing down her thighs to her knees. Marcia lasted 8 minutes and then shot another load of semen but this time into her friends asshole and not mine. She stepped back and a big blob of bloody cum poured from Sheryl's asshole to the floor.

Sheryl felt properly raped.... almost...

Sheryl spun away from the kitchen counter and rushed to the dining room.

"Domina!! Where are you going?" Daria cried out as she began to follow her.

Sheryl grabbed the king-dong strap on and set it on a chair facing up. She swung one leg over as she held the chair's back with one hand and used the other hand to support the monser dildo as she drove her pussy down straight onto it.

"UUUNNNHHH, UUNNGG, AAUUHHH!" She screamed out!

Sheryl was just able to go up and down on that huge plastic cock a few times, she was seeing shooting stars and her vision was fading as she tortured her own pussy.

Marcia and Daria watched this for a minute or so and then Marcia could take no more. She slapped Sheryl across the face, hard.

"Damnit, Sheryl. Get a grip on yourself. You've got to focus, go apologize to Kevin. Your body can't take this abuse and you need to stay healthy if you're going to outwit this asshole!"

Sheryl was stunned back to reality, with this huge cock still shoved all the way up her pussy. She looked at Marcia's face and then to Daria's face and realized her sexual compulsion had reached a new dangerous height.

She tried to stand up as the monster dildo slid out of her, her legs were very weak and wobbly. Her urethra was in bad shape as she released a stream of piss as Marcia and Daria each took an arm and helped her to the other bedroom.

Sheryl's head felt woozy as she looked behind her and saw a trail of piss, blood, and cum leaking out of her and running down her legs. They reached her bathroom and set Sheryl on the toilet. Blood and cum oozed out of her anus and turned the toilet bowl a dark red. Marcia sat on the edge of the tub and held Sheryl's shoulder and looked into her eyes with great concern.

"We've got to use those Nanodocs you've brought to fix your asshole and pussy or you're going to probably need stitches."

Sheryl looked down at her bloody cunt and the bloody toilet bowl and realized that Marcia was right, she felt so utterly stupid and foolish.

"Daria, my hard-shell briefcase is in the bedroom, could you please get it?"

"Yes, right away, Domina."

Daria was back in 11 seconds with the case, holding it down so Sheryl could operate the secure latch. The case had a small set of 4 screens on it near the handle, one for each of Sheryl's 4 fingers on her right hand. The biometric scanner recognized her fingerprints and accepted her passcode and popped the case open.

There were 4 vials in the case each holding 60 millileters and 4 syringes as well. Sheryl carefully filled a syringe with one of the vial's contents and injected her pussy lips and surrounding skin several times. She handed the syringe to Marcia.

"I'll need you to inject my asshole, please."

Marcia took the syringe without saying a word and Daria helped prop Sheryl up to expose her anus to Marcia. It was a mess! Her anus was partially prolapsed and wet with blood and and cum and shit. Marcia put the syringe down for a minute as she used medical grade wipes to clean up her ass and shove her prolapsed anus back into her butthole.

"How does your pussy feel? Are they working?"

"Yes, I think so . I don't feel as ravaged as I did a minute ago." Sheryl replied.

"Ok, good. this might sting a bit, hold on." Marcia said as she began to inject the Nanodocs into the skin around, on, and inside of Sheryl's asshole.

"Ouch, that does sting. How does my ass look?"

Marcia gazed at Sheryl's asshole and it was incredible, where only a minute ago, there was a small tear in the skin, it appeared as though shiny, healthy new skin was forming.

"MY GOD!! That is unbelievable!! How is your cunt?"

"I think it will be fine, I hardly feel any pain at all and my legs feel restored. I have got to get cleaned up, look at me."

Marcia and Daria stood back as Sheryl stood up straight and stepped into the shower.

"Come on, You guys are a fucking mess,too. Get in here and clean up. We can't go give up these little miracles looking like cum-covered gangster sluts!"

Marcia and Daria stepped into the hot water and began rubbing each other with soappy luffas.




I had been in the other bathroom with Alison and Bailey and showering with each of them. They had gotten a lot of blood and gunk on them as they helped me from the dining room. Bailey had almost gone into shock when I told her that I knew Stan Bergquist.

I explained that my dad had been in the CIA and so had Stan Bergquist. I had been in his former house many times because his then wife, Anita, had asked me to tutor their 2 kids in French. Anita had demanded a divorce 3 years ago when Stan seemed to be going out of control. My dad had intervened and actually had to punch Stan in the nose to get him off of Anita. My dad had to report it at work and Stan had been let go from the CIA, only to reappear 3 months later at the NSA.

My dad had been furious for a week when he found that Stan still had a top level clearance and such a high position with his obvious instability but we all assumed Stan either had big friends or sorry blackmail victims. It had put a strain on the relations between CIA and NSA.

I had continued tutoring the kids, Hannah and Zack. Anita had gone back to her maiden name, Holder. It was no wonder that Sheryl and Marcia had found nothing on Stan Bergquist as I was sure he was a pretty top level spook guy. Anita had been careful with her name and divorce and I knew she had some leverage on Stan by the way she talked and acted. It was something big and she was smart enough to do battle with Stan.

I knew that Anita would be furious at Stan for kidnapping a woman, she had an unusually strong sense of fair play and honor. I knew exactly how I was going to approach this and get Bailey's mom back safely without giving away her treasured creation.

Bailey and Alison listened in fascinated amazement as I let them rub me down with a soapy washclothe and then as I returned the favor. I did enjoy going over their beautiful boobs again and again. Bailey looked positively dumbfounded.

"This is unfucking believable! The one guy in all of Virginia who knows this fucking Bergquist asshole is the guy helping us move and the guy I've fallen in love with. What are the odds on the that? I ask you, that is some kind of absolute cosmic coincidence or something."

I looked into Bailey's eyes as the shower water rolled down her face and neck and onto her adorable titties. Those green eyes did me in every time I looked into them. I wanted to kiss her so badly.

"Ok, So... we're going to get dressed. We are going to talk with Sheryl and fill her in on my plan, and then we're going to go get your mom and we'll all be eating french toast before dawn.. OK?"

I turned off the water and both girls agreed and nodded. We dried ourselves off and brushed our hair.

Sheryl knocked on the door softly, "Can I come in. please.. I need to talk with Kevin. I'm so sorry Alison, Bailey. Can you give us a minute?"

Sheryl had just barely opened the door and was standing there with a towel around her and holding a syringe.

"Are those the Nanodocs?" Bailey asked.

"Yes, I know Kevin must be in pain, I know these will help."

Bailey stepped over to her sister and took them.

"You owe Kevin more than you know sis."

Bailey turned to me and looked me in the eye." Kevin, if you'll let me, I'll inject these around you ass and you'll heal completely in a very, very short time."

I grabbed the edge of the counter and bent over a bit," Ok, Bailey. go ahead."

Bailey injected my anus several times and I could feel an extraordinary tingling all around my anus and inside my rectum.

"Alison" I asked. "Could you please get my keys off the table in there and go to my truck. The glove box is locked but you'll see the key you need. Open it up and press the center of the top of the glovebox towards the back. You may have to pull out the maps and napkins but the back panel will open up and you'll see my glock 9mm and a special phone. Could you bring me both of those and my other phone as well, please."

Alison was more in love with me than ever before and yet still even more in with Sheryl if that was possible but she knew that the plan I had spoken of was very sound and she was very pleased that she had introduced the guy who would save her love's mom.

"Yes, Master, I'll be back in a minute." Alison replied as she wrapped a towel around and tucked it in at her boobs.

Sheryl stood there with a confused look on her face, "Kevin, I'm so sorry... Please. forgive me. I will never forgive myself until you do and even then, I don't know if I can forgive myself. I tried to rape myself to make us even but I beg you, please..."

I almost laughed," Sheryl..Calm down. I forgive you and the glock isn't for you. Bailey told me about Stan Bergquist and I'm the one guy who can get your mom back to you and I'm going to do that right now. The gun is nothing, I don't even know why I asked Alison to bring it but it never hurts to have one if you do need it. Now, sit on the edge of the tub here and I'll tell you all about your mom's kidnapper.


I felt the pain in my anus melt away completely as the Nanodocs worked their miracles as I explained to Sheryl about my dad and his former coworker. Bailey had busied herself cleaning up the bathroom. Marcia and Daria had popped their heads into the room as I talked. Bailey had led them away to the kitchen and put them to work with her as they cleaned up the kitchen and dining room.

Alison came back with my 2 phones and my pistol.

"Anything else, Master?" she softly interrupted.

I looked into her beautiful blue eyes and smiled back.


"No, thank you Alison. You've been such a help, Would you go see what Bailey and the others are up to and give them a hand while I finish up with Sheryl. and, Oh yeah, take this pistol and put it on the dresser please."

Alison smiled back and picked up the gun and started to leave.

"Oh, Alison. I almost forgot. Make sure that after they all get cleaned up, they put on some nice, modest, cheerful clothes. Aim for rainbows and sunshine, not tranny planet gangsters, ok?"

Alison burst out with a laugh, damn, how I loved her laugh.

"Yes Master, right away. Rainbows and sunshine coming up."

I turned back to Sheryl as I picked up my iphone then put it back down.

"So, You're good with my plan, see any flaws or hiccups I missed?"

Sheryl looked up into my eyes with hers looking like they might overflow with tears.

"How can you be so helpful and nice to me after the dining room?"

"Hey, Don't worry about it , you were totally overwrought and we'll call it a mental breakdown and call it even, ok?"

Sheryl stood up and leaned in to hug me as her towel fell off. I had put on my boxers as I told her my plan. Her large natural breasts pressed against my chest as I held her in my arms and stroked her back.

"I'll forgive myself someday but I will make sure I repay you with whatever you ask for, I'll owe you anything you want."

I could feel warm fluid running down my chest as I leaned back ever so slightly and looked down. Sheryl was lactating and our tight hug had caused her breasts to express their bounty and they were still dripping and spurting ever so slightly.

"Sheryl, Let's just get through tonight and then we'll give your mom a hug and we'll all get some rest before we worry about anything else, ok."

I bent down and grabbed her towel and dabbed her nimples and areolas and wrapped the towel around her again as I asked," So, use that big noodle of yours, go over my plan in your head, any flaws? hiccups? weakpoints?"

"Give me a minute," she replied.

I got dressed in some jeans and a golf shirt after I brushed my teeth and looked at her as I was running my belt through the loops on my jeans.

"No, that plan sounds really smart, so simple, it's perfect. Shall we call your dad?"

I looked at her and smiled as I picked my iphone.

"Hey Dad"

"Hey Kev. How's Alison doing? How is the move going?" my dad had always liked Alison.

"Well, Alison is ok. Her girlfriend is Sheryl Dillon and we've got a problem. I need to call you back on the bat-phone," I replied.

I could hear my dad's jaw clench tight over the phone. He had given me this encrypted satellite smart phone and even redesigned the dashboard in my truck one weekend so I could keep it hidden next to the pistol he had taught me to shoot with until I was an expert shootist. He knew that I knew that using this phone was only a life and death choice and I wouldn't use it without great care.

"Ok, son, call me back right away. right away."

I hung up my iphone and picked up my batphone as I liked to call it and redialed my dad. I smiled as Sheryl.

"This is where Stan Bergquist gets his ass in a sling."

Sheryl smiled at me and winked, she had such gleaming green eyes, no wonder Alison was head over heals in love with her.

My dad answered on his encrpyted phoned before the first ring was done.

"What's up? what do you need?"

I smiled as I thought of my dad sending teams of Navy Seals and squads of hit men to rescue Alison and myself.

"We need you to help us get Stan Bergquist arrested for kidnapping and probable treason since he kidnapped Sheryl's mom and he is probably fully insane by now, I can tell you the details but we need to get moving on this quickly."

"Keep talking son, I'm listening."