Sweet Oleander (closed for Cumnchat)

Rosy chased after the two men, desperate to stop them from reaching the diner. She was breathless frightened and confused and what she said sounded like she was propostioning them.

"I have something you guys might like to pay twenty bucks apiece for."

Jerry laughed and said
"First time out on your own eh? We'll give you twenty apiece if you do a good job."

and he began unbuckling his belt, it was only then that Rosy realised what she had let herself in for but she had enough presence of mind to lay down some rules,

"I'm only gonna suck one of you, the other can jerk off on my face and I definitely don't swallow."
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he two conferred and Jerry swaggered over with his cock in his hand,

"Looks like you got the best deal honey."

He grabbed Rosy's hair and pulled her to her knees in front of him his unimpressive six inch cock Grazing Rosy's trembling lips.

"Get on with it then, I'm famished and want some grub."

Rosy, scared that they might leave her until after they had been to the diner forced herself to lick the precum from his tip and then sucked the spongy head into her mouth making sexy noises to give the impression she was enjoying herself, Jerry caught her unawares as he deposited his load in her mouth, it was all Rosy could do not to retch at the foul taste. True to her word she didn't swallow but spat it out on Jerry's shoes. He raised his hand as if to hit her but the other guy stopped him,

"Hey don't forget about me, I really need to jerk off."

He approached Rosy, still kneeling on the ground and stroked himself until he shot a hot creamy stream of spunk over Rosy's upturned face.
By now Rosy had recovered her composure and remembered the real reason she was here.

"I hear you guys are looking for a specfic woman possibly with some guy, well there was a woman here two days ago, not very friendly at all but she did let on she was heading to Bridgewater to look for work, the guy with her had a full beard so I didn't get a good look at him but she called him Kirk."

"That's great, thanks, I reckon that's worth another thirty bucks apiece. Now to get some tucker then we'll be on our way."

Rosy held her breath when they entered the diner just as Chrissie came bouncing out of the back door.

"Hey Rosy what are you doing? Muscling in on my regulars?"

"Saving your ass more likely, I'll tell you when we get home." Rosy retorted wiping her face with a handkerchief.
 
As the two women walked into the house, they found themselves surrounded by the rest of the group, happy that all had returned home safe. When Destiny hugged Rosy, she was pretty sure that she smelled the odor of cum on the girl. She looked worriedly at Rosy, saying, "uh, Rosy, I know that you said that you wouldn't..." Rosy cut her off.

"I know, but I learned that you have to ask it the right way," Rosy looked at her wryly. And with that she told her story. As she spoke, Chrissie realized that she had almost been caught by Damian's men. And she doubted if any of them sitting in this room would be shown favor for having put Damian to all this trouble.

"That was fast thinking, Rosy," Destiny told her. "Why don't you go take a bath and 'clean' yourself up. You're the hero of the day."

Rosy ran off to the bathroom while Chrissie pulled out the food that she had bought them from the diner. She worked to freshen it up and dish it up evenly. There was roast beef with carrots and potatoes and she quickly made toast. Putting a slice of toast on each plate and spooning the mix of roast, potatoes, carrots and gravy over the toast to make open faced sandwiches, she worked quickly. As Destiny and Kirk and Olivia took the prepared plates and set the table, they grew momentarily quiet, each lost in thought. Finally the silence was broken.

"So Kirk, what is the next step? We can't hide forever," Olivia asked him.
 
With a sigh Kirk replied

"In honest truth Olivia I don't know what to do, you're right, we can't stay here, If Damian's men are searching this far out they must think we're not in the city. The only thing I can think of is asking Billy if he can provide us with a safe house without his superiors knowing, it's a long shot I know but it's the best I've got right now."

The girls looked at him as if he had gone mad, 'Go back to the city where every cop was looking for them not to mention Damian's men?'
Rosy spoke up

"Can't we rent somewhere away from here. I have some money"

She showed them the hundred dollars she had got from Damian's men, blushing furiously as she explained where she had got it from.

"No Rosy, you keep it go buy yourself a pretty dress."

Kirk said gently, pressing the money back into Rosy's hand.

The discussion turned back to what to do next, Kirk was adamant that Billy and a safe house was the best bet. After a while the girls reluctantly agreed with him and Kirk said he would sound out Billy in the morning.
As he and Destiny lay in each other's arms Kirk grinned like a schoolboy,

"Hopefully we'll get some privacy and not let everyone else know that we are..............."

He rolled Destiny on her back and spread her legs sliding his meat Into Destiny's wet pussy,

"Fucking"

He concluded as the headboard began the now familiar RAT A TAT TAT on the wall and they heard Chrissie call out,

"OH MY GOD, THEY'RE AT IT AGAIN"
 
Olivia couldn't sleep. Rosy could be heard snoring through the wall on one side of her room and on the other side was her sister's room where the sound of Destiny and Kirk fucking made a steady thumping on the walls of their bedroom. In an attempt to get sleepy, she sat pouring over one of the books.

She looked at the entry three or four times before she really noticed what she was looking at. The entry was making note of how Dangerfield was making use of a rivalry between two factions of the New York Mafia. The Cappalinos and the Giabaldis. There has been a feud going on between the two families, from what she could vaguely remember, with each taking pot shots at the other for apparent slights and deaths.

However, according to this ledger, Dangerfield would knock off a Cappalino member and set it up to blame a Giabaldi member. Or kill a Giabaldi man and set it up as done by a Cappalino man. And if things slacked off, Dangerfield was all too happy to have one of his men nudge the whole thing along. What was stupid was that he made note of what he had done.

Maybe all they would have to do is let the Cappalinos and the Giabaldis know just who had been playing them both. Tomorrow morning should look a bit brighter. At least, she hoped so. She really didn't want to spend the rest of her life on the run.

Slipping a piece of paper in the book on that page, she left a note that said, Kirk, check out the marked pages! and left it on top of the book before heading for bed.
 
Kirk woke to the sensation of Destiny's hand moving smoothly up and down his morning woody, he groaned softly,

"That's good baby."

Somehow he felt he wanted more and he wondered if it was time to broach the subject that been bothering him for some time.

"Stop for a moment honey, there's something I wanna ask you."

Destiny's hand stilled though she still kept a firm grip on his engorged manhood.

"Since we've been together there's something we have never mentioned, for my part it's because I didn't want to stir up any bad memories of your time with Dangerfield what he made you do, for your part it may be something you don't want to be reminded of but it's about time we cleared the air. I'm talking about sucking cock and cumming in your mouth, I haven't mentioned it and you have never offered, I just need to know which, no pressure, you take your time and think about it."

He relaxed back among the pillows and Destiny resumed jerking him off, her grip firmer and faster, her intention was clearly to make him cum. His hand slid up between her parted thighs and found her soft wet labia and he slipped two fingers inside, finger fucking her in time with her hand on his cock. Before long they were both humping the air and their climaxes arrived one after the other.
Giggling like a couple of teenagers they cuddled up together, exchanging loving soft wet kisses before they dozed off for half an hour.
Kirk lay watching Destiny moving around the bedroom naked. He adored her body , every perfect inch of her. He noticed with satisfaction that the marks on her body had almost gone thankfully leaving no scars. When she had dressed she went into the kitchen to fix some breakfast. only returning a couple of minutes later with a note and one of the ledgers which she handed to him.

'Kirk, check out the marked pages! '

"Seems like Olivia has stumbled across something important." He remarked as he opened the ledger and began reading.
 
Destiny thought about Kirk's question about oral sex. She was still a bit hesitant about it, as oral and anal sex was Damian's way of punishment for her. Along with the beatings that she had had to endure, that was. She would eventually work her way through it all. If Kirk would just be patient with her.

Once they had masterbated each other, they kissed and snuggled up to each other before catching some more sleep. Upon waking, she rolled over and whispered in his ear, please be patient with me before she got out of bed and began getting dressed. Leaving Kirk in bed, she headed for the kitchen.

She was in there for a couple of minutes before she noticed what Olivia had left. Instantly recognizing her sister's handwriting, she checked out the marked pages, at first surprised at just how stupid it was for Damian to have written this information down.

'He wasn't wanting her. He was frantic to get this journal. This proof of just what he had been doing!' Those thoughts ran through her mind. This information could get Damian killed.

Grabbing it up, she headed back into the bedroom where Kirk was still in bed. She plopped it down in his lap and watched as he read Olivia's note and then read and reread the pages of the ledger, the look of understanding dawning on his face.

"If I understand correctly, all we have to do is get this to the heads of those two families and they will take care of our problem?"
 
As Kirk read the ledger he began to realise this was dynamite, no wonder Damian was so desperate to get them back. He also realised the only reason Damian wanted them was to exact his depraved revenge on them, if he caught them they could only look
forward to a long, slow and painful death. It would be worse for the girls as they would undoubtedly be handed over to his henchmen to take their pleasure before being sent to some stinking brothel.

" If I understand correctly, all we have to do is get this to the heads of those two families and they will take care of our problem? Unfortunately it's not quite as simple as that, getting to see either of them is like getting to see the President and as for getting them together in the same room is nigh on impossible, not only that we are being hunted by every cop in New York. Let me think, there has to be a way."

He motioned for Destiny to sit beside him as he felt his mind always seemed to work better when Destiny was close to him. He put his arm round her shoulder and pulled her to lean against him, her head resting on his chest just under his chin.

"Let's consider the possibilities first, there's Billy, maybe he could help, he must have some sort of contact with the families if not with the Godfathers. If he could get word to them that there is useful information that will clarify exactly who is responsible for the tit-for-tat killings, that seems to be our only option at the moment so I'll give him a call."

Having made the decision he kissed the top of Destiny's head and playfully said,

"What are you doing skulking in here? Go get my breakfast woman, I'm famished."
 
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Rosy was a bit hesitant as she dressed. She really wanted to look pretty but the events of yesterday made her have second thoughts. She paused, and as if knowing, Olivia knocked on Rosy's door. Sticking her head in, Olivia grinned and told her,

"Hang in there, Rosy. There is hope. Get dressed up. Look your best. Let's not let old Dangerfield get the better of us. Want me to do your hair?"

The two of them spent the next 30 minutes or so chattering and gossiping about what Olivia had discovered. Rosy remembered some things that she had overheard a couple of times.

Excited, the two girls finished up and hurried in to where they found Kirk being fed bacon and eggs by a laughing Destiny.

"Listen, you two. If you can quit playing lovey dovey for a moment, Rosy has something to tell you. Something that she overheard at Sweet Oleander."

Rosy nodded, hesitant at first. "Most of the time, the men did not pay attention to me, as if I were not there. But I remember Remo saying something about a plan to "take care of a couple of big dogs" and that it would be the end of them both. And it was supposed to happen on the 20th. I had forgotten all about it until Olivia told me what she had found. I don't know if it has anything to do with this, but...What is the date anyway?"

Destiny was quiet for a moment. "I think that it's the 19th."
 
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Kirk was enjoying himself immensely as Destiny playfully teased him as she gave him his breakfast, dangling a piece of crispy bacon on a fork side to side so his mouth had to follow it before she let him have a bite, then she began again sitting sideways on his lap and wriggling and grinding her ass on his rigid cock.

' Listen, you two. If you can quit playing lovey dovey for a moment, Rosy has something to tell you. Something that she overheard at Sweet Oleander.'

They stopped, waiting to hear what was so important.

Rosy stepped forward and repeated what she had heard at SWEET OLEANDER, asking what the date was.

'I think that it's the 19th.' Destiny murmured quietly.

Kirk checked the calendar hanging on the wall and found it was indeed the nineteenth.

"If I'm right and Rosy is right about the date then Dangerfield is planning on taking out the Don of both families so he can move in and take over which means he'll practically own all of New York, if he does that we're finished, he'll find us, kill me and find work for the three of you once he's taken his revenge."

"What do you propose we do then Kirk?" asked Olivia anxiously, afraid that he'd come up with some madcap plan that would never work.

"I don't know yet but it's gotta be today, somehow we have to let the two families know what Dangerfield is planning."

He stalked off on his own to work out a plan.

Half an hour later he came back and announced,

"I doubt that either of the two families are aware of our predicament and aren't looking for us so we could break cover and tell them Dangerfield's plan to assassinate them in return for their protection, we can show them the ledger, the only thing is getting close enough to speak to them."
 
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"Well, whatever we do, we can't do it here. We have to go back today. Now!" Destiny was suddenly passionate. "I want to live without having to spend my final days on the run. Honey," she turned to Kirk, "can you call your friend and let him know that we need a meet set up between the heads of the Giabaldi and the Cappalino families. Each head can bring 2 bodyguards. And we need to meet at someplace neutral and safe. And that we will bring proof of a third party trying to take over their areas. It can't be tomorrow, it must be today."

She looked at Rosy. "You will need to meet with them too to explain what you overheard. Olivia, you need to pack up our things. Chrissie, you help her. Meanwhile, I'll grab these ledgers and get them bagged."

She turned and looked at Kirk. "How does that sound with you?"
 
Kirk heard Destiny and agreed with every word she said, he replied without a hint of sarcasm,

"It sounds like you have everything under control so after I've spoken with Billy I'll take a backseat and let you do the driving."

Then he crushed her to him and kissed her showing his love and trust in her.

He rang Billy and asked him if he could arrange a meet between the three parties at such short notice.

"I'll do my damdest Kirk, although there's no guarantees, one thing I do know is that both families keep their word so if you pull this off they'll protect you and the girls, I'll call back in a couple of hours."

"Thanks pal but make sure they understand the meet has to be today, tomorrow will be too late."

After a couple of hours of feverish activity gathering everything they thought they might need for the exodus from the house that had been their home come prison the phone rang, its shrill sound startling them all. Destiny was nearest and nodded a couple of times before holding it out to Kirk,

"Yes Billy give me some good news please."

"You're on! A car will pick you all up in an hour. As luck would have it they've had their their suspicions for some time that something big was in the offing but didn't know who was behind it and of course they didn't share the information as each suspected the other. The driver won't know the destination until he stops and makes a call, he'll then be told where to go."

"Great Billy, I owe you big time, we'll be ready."

"I just hope you live long enough to pay me back ol' buddy, good luck."

They spent the next hour double checking they had everything. When the limo came to a stop outside the crammed everything into the large trunk and climbed in the back, Kirk sat next to Destiny, clasping her hand tightly, Olivia sat on the other side while Rosy and Chrissie sat opposite.

There was complete silence as no one knew what to say, their fate was out of their hands now.
 
Destiny felt butterflies in her stomach as the loaded down limousine took off. She had kept the small case containing the journals with her. She felt that that was safer. The driver drove a few blocks away and stopped by a pay phone. Getting out, he headed to the corner phone booth and placed a call. She watched the driver nodding as he spoke before hanging up and getting back in the car. The chauffeur shifted the car and pulled away from the curb. Rosy and Chrissie appeared impressed with the luxury of the large limo. Such long cars were very expensive and not just everyone could own one. She couldn't see Olivia as her sister sat in the other side of Kirk, but she was probably impressed too.

She was glad that Kirk was holding her hand. She gave his hand a squeeze and he squeezed hers back. They just had to get these two men to believe what they had to show them. If Damian should take over, there would be no stopping him and they would all be dead.

She watched as the car wound back through the countryside until she could see the city on the horizon. It made her nervous to be heading into Dangerfield's close proximity.

And she wasn't the only one. The other four friends sharing the back seat with her also appeared to be getting a bit antsy the closer they got to the city. Kirk squeezed her hand and then kissed the back of the hand that he held. She leaned over and gave him a kiss on the lips.

"As long as we are together." She whispered to him.
 
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"Always together love, through thick and thin, I'm just sorry we are having such a thin time of it at the moment."

He paused to ask the driver where they were going and he replied,

"I suppose it doesn't matter now if I tell you, you ain't gonna be tellin' nobody else. We're heading to Harlem, the Landsdowne Theatre, it's not used nowadays and nobody ever goes there so it's perfect for this meet."

"Which of the families do you work for, the Giabaldis or the Cappalinos.?

Kirk was trying to get as much information as possible, information that he could use to his advantage.

"Not that it really matters but I work for the Giabaldi family, a word to the wise, the Don likes to be called 'SIR' and don't look him in the eye, he hates that, ever since he lost an eye in a knife fight a few years back."

"Thanks for the advice what about the Cappalino family?"

"Completely the opposite, charming and always smiling but ignore that, he'll more than likely introduce himself and invite you to call him Mr, Cappalino."

"Well thanks for that I'll bear it in mind."

Kirk sat back in his seat going over what he had learned. He was going to be dealing with two entirely different characters so he would have to choose his words carefully. The limo pulled up at the parking lot at the rear of the theatre, two other limos already there.

"Out you get and stand over there while you're frisked." ordered their driver.

They did as they were told and two guys presumably one from each family frisked all five of them. They were quick and professional not even taking any liberties with any of the girls although they handled their breasts and ran their hand up down their legs.

The only moment of tension came when one of the goons tried to unzip Kirk's pants until Kirk growled,

"There's only one weapon down there and that's for the exclusive use of myself and my girlfriend Destiny."

The goon grinned and said. "Okay, I shoulda known the way you glared at me when I was frisking her, if time wasn't so short I'd have taken my time with all the girls."

They were ushered inside and through a labyrinth of dark passageways until suddenly they were standing on a darkened stage. Suddenly, unexpectedly they were in the centre of a single spotlight, they were unable to see beyond the circle of light.
 
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Destiny sat back and let Kirk handle the interrogations. Meanwhile she made note of the chauffeur’s answers to Kirk’s questions. They had not figured out exactly what they were going to say, or how they were going to say it. She supposed that it would be a matter of having to see what situation they were put into.

After the car wound through the city streets, they all too soon stopped outside an abandoned theatre. They were ordered out of the car.

Out you get and stand over there while you're frisked.

They did as ordered, all five of them silent as they were patted down. They even searched the case that Destiny held which contained the ledgers. Everything was thorough and to the point.

Inside their heels echoed Off the floors as they were led down hall after dark hall until they reached a door. It was opened and they passed through the dark. Suddenly, the five found themselves in a blinding light.

Destiny was used to the spotlight and her eyes adjusted rather quickly. In the darkened audience she could make out the area where the two camps sat. She could not see well enough to know which side sat on the right and which sat on the left. She was not even sure how many were in each group, just that there appeared to be about half a dozen on each side.

She stood holding the case containing the ledgers. No one said anything for a moment. Then she heard a growl.

“What the fuck. I knew this was a waste of time.” It was a man’s voice, deep and gruff and came from the group on the right.

Destiny stepped forward, a smile on her face. She was used to placating a restless crowd.

“No waste at all, sir. We are standing blind here and did not know if everyone was here. Have I the honor of speaking to Mr. Giabaldi or Mr. Cappalino?”

“Just start talking, sister!”

“Tony! Tony! We can show some manners to such a pretty songbird. I am Mr. Cappalino.” The voice came from the left.

Destiny turned towards the right side where the first voice had come. “Then, Sir, you must be Mr. Giabaldi. I am Destiny Carson.” She then proceeded to introduce the other four with her.

“Yeah, honey, we recognize you. Dangerfield’s songbird.”

“Not any more.”

“I understand that he’s looking for you.”

“There’s a reason for that...”

“Yeah, we can see why!” There was general laughter at those words, intimating that it was because he wanted his sexy woman back. She cut into that laughter in a voice loud and clear.

“It’s not for the reason you think.” It got quiet. “It’s because of these ledgers.” She set the case down at the edge of the stage and opened it, dumping the books on the stage. “One ledger in particular notes his attempt to take over both of your territories by playing you against each other, hoping that you would kill each other off. When that didn’t work, he made other plans. This woman...”. Destiny indicated Rosy. “...realized that she had overheard plans to attack both of you. Tomorrow.”

Rosy nodded and hesitantly stepped forward while Destiny finished.

“Rosy was my dresser. They usually did not pay attention to her, and as such, she overheard something that you need to be aware of.”
 
Rosy's voice was low and barely audible as she began to tell what she had heard, she was so frightened by the whole scenario, the darkness, the two groups of dark figures who didn't seem at all friendly, just menacing.

"SPEAK UP GIRL WE CAN'T HEAR A FUCKING WORD."

The voice came from the man called Tony, Rosy cleared her throat and began again, reassured by Olivia squeezing her hand,

"I'm sorry Sir, I'm just nervous, as I was saying I was Destiny's , sorry, Miss Carson's dresser, a nobody, so the bodyguards didn't guard their tongues even when I was around. One day I heard them talking about them disposing of the two top dogs on the twentieth and they would move in and take over. They didn't mention any names but now it's pretty clear who they were talking about."

"Yeah it's pretty clear to me too, we've been getting reports from our undercover guys that something big was in the offing. Don't look so surprised we have guys undercover just like the cops."

This time it was Mr Cappalino who spoke and Kirk felt a rush of relief, at least one of them seemed to believe them.

"What about you Sir? Do you agree with Mr. Cappalino."

"What's it to you if I do or I don't? What's in it for you?"

"We were sort of hoping we could rely on your protection from Dangerfield until you have done whatever is necessary."

"So we're a fucking nursery now are we? If we take you on you'll be expected to earn your keep, especially the girls." his voice a menacing sneer.

"Now,now Tony you know we have an agreement on using girls in the business, we only take on volunteers, it saves money on cells and guards, if the girls are happy with what they're doing all's hunky dory."

Cappalino's tone was almost conciliatory.

"I suppose so but I bet at least one of them wouldn't mind getting her cunt poked regularly. YOU, Where do you fit into all this?" growled Giabaldi addressing Olivia.

"Me Sir. I am Destiny's sister and I was held hostage to ensure Destiny's good behaviour, fortunately it never reached the point where I was forced to fuck anyone."

"If I read this right you're still a virgin, is that right? Don't lie to me we can easily find out the truth." Tony Giabaldi's voice was laced with lust and menace.

"Come here and stand next to me."

He snapped his fingers and the whole stage was lit up so they could see the two camps for the first time. Slowly Olivia walked forward to stand next to Tony Giabaldi.
He put his hand on Olivia's knee and slowly moved his hand up her trembling thighs and between her legs.

"So you've never had a cock between your legs before?"

"No Sir, never." Olivia whispered

"Would you like to find out what it's like? Our studs are very skilled at breaking in virgins"

Olivia somehow found the courage to speak out,

"No Sir I would not, if and when I decide the time is right it will be someone of my choosing."

Tony Giabaldi's face creased into a twisted smile, with his one eye it looked more like a grimace.

"Oh this gal's got spunk even if it's not the right sort and soaking her pussy, we'l have to get together and see if I can't change your mind."

He tightened his grip on her thigh and slid his hand up to graze the damp patch on her panties. Then abruptly he moved his hand away letting her skirt fall back into place.

"Ok so I believe you lot , the question is what are we gonna do about it? Hit him first?"

"Don't be so hasty Tony, this calls for a war council, I suggest we put this lot somewhere safe until we decide what to do."

The five of them were hustled off stage and back the way they had come and told to get in the Limo which moved quickly through the traffic towards an unknown destination.
 
Olivia was still shaking as they headed back to the car and Kirk had to help her into the back of the limo. Destiny climbed in beside Olivia and calmed her sister down while Rosy and Chrissie sat in the seat facing them. Kirk sat on the other side of Destiny and soon the car was heading to destinations unknown.

*****

The phone receiver slammed down with such force that the receiver cracked.

“I’m surrounded by fucking incompetent people!” Damian Dangerfield picked up a lighter and, after lighting his cigarette, crossed to the window looking down on the stage where his newest girl was singing. She didn’t sing as sultry as Destiny did, but with time she might do better. The girl was a screamer when it came to his proclivities in sex, but maybe after a while he could find someone that he could enjoy better.

His cock twitched at the memory of Destiny. Though at the moment, he would have enjoyed the torture of her if she were still in his grasp.

“Sir, should we change our, I mean, your plans for tomorrow? Since we have not been able to recover the Key Ledgers?” Remo stood nearby, trying to anticipate just what Mr. Dangerfield might want.

“Oh, Destiny probably has no idea just what she has taken. She did it to anger me. The woman was a good fuck but really didn’t have a brain in her head.” Damian shut the window and headed back to his desk and sat down. He stared off across the room, thinking aloud.

“I hope that bitch is fucked by every one of my men before I sell her sorry hide.”

Remo felt his cock twitch at the thought of doing so. Dangerfield’s voice broke through his thoughts.

“Now, are you sure that the men will be ready tomorrow? I want everything the go off perfect! Tomorrow, at 10:00 am, I want....”
 
They were taken to a mutually agreed safe house where the number of armed guards were divided equally between the two families, neither fully trusting the other.

They were ushered into a large lounge and told to wait. They sat in silence as none of them had anything to say that would improve their situation. Kirk patted the seat beside him and held Destiny's hand as she sat down.

For more than an hour they sat in silence until the door opened and in walked a handsome young man of about twenty five. He was dressed in an expensive looking snappy suit with highly polished leather shoes that screamed MONEY.

"I am your keeper, as you are our guests for the moment so you will have the run of the house, you must not go outside, if you are given an order by one of the guards you will obey instantly, it goes without saying this does not include any orders of a sexual nature. You do not know me and I do not know you so I'll begin, I am Marco Cappalino, Mr Cappalino's eldest son, any complaints or questions you come to me. Now you introduce yourselves, starting with you."

He pointed a ring encrusted finger at Kirk.

"I'm Kirk Bannion, I'm a,,,,,"

Marco cut him off , "I asked for your name not your fucking life history. Now you," pointing at Destiny

"Destiny Carson."

"Ah I've heard of you, weren't you Dangerfield's bit of cunt and his songbird.? You?"

He indicated Olivia, who was still nervous,

"I,,,,,I'm Olivia Carson, Destiny's sister."

"Listen when I said I didn't want to any life history I meant it, it's as well not to get to know you too well, I might have to put a bullet in your heads tomorrow. NEXT!!"

"Rosy, I ,,, I don't have a surname that I recall."

Marco left it at that and turned to Chrissie who had been eyeing his package and putting her tongue in her cheek ever since he walked in the room.

"What about you babe? You've done nothing but stare at my crotch since I came in,"

"I'm Chrissie, Chrissie Goodheart, I'm sorry if my staring disturbed you but I seem to have a fascination with cocks and what they taste like, I reckon yours would taste pretty damn good."

Marco laughed, "A little information can be a good thing but you have exceeded all expectations, when you have settled in I'll be along to discuss your fascination."

Chrissie became bolder,

"One more thing you should know, I'm a one man girl, I only fuck the guy that's looks after me, yeah I'll suck any man's cock but only one guy fucks me, It just so happens that I don't have a special guy at the moment."

Marco laughed again "So you want me to be your special guy eh? I'll have to think about that."

The others were shocked into silence, their lives hanging by a thread and Chrissie was trying to seduce their jailer.
 
They all sat there for a moment, a bit nervous. Though it was nice that right now, they had the run of the place. Destiny felt Kirk’s hand holding hers and that helped calm her down. The bit that that man, Marco Cappalino, had said about a bullet through the head was a bit unnerving. Trust Chrissie to turn the talk to sex.

Meanwhile, she noted Olivia trying to calm Rosy down.

“Do you mean to tell me that you never knew your last name?”

“No. I was raised in the Bleaker Street Orphanage. They said that when I was about 2 I turned up on the doorstep with a note pinned to my dress. It said “Take care please of my Rosy.”

“Rosy,” Destiny spoke up. “I never knew. You never said anything about it.”

“Why should I? You had your own problems. I saw some of what that pig Dangerfield did to you. The pain that you went through to keep your sister safe.”

Olivia looked alarmed. “What? What are you talking about? What did he do? Destiny?”

Destiny attempted to calm Olivia and change the subject. “That’s in the past.” She squeezed Kirk’s hand. “I’m happy now. So let’s just drop all that.”

They all grew quiet. After a bit, Olivia looked over at Chrissie. “You really that crazy about...you know...sucking him?”

“Yeah, I am.”

Rosy gave a shudder. “Taste nasty!”

“I guess that it’s more of an acquired taste.” The young girl grinned back at Rosy.

“I wonder how long we have to stay here. He did say that we had free run of the place, didn’t he?”
 
'Now, are you sure that the men will be ready tomorrow? I want everything the go off perfect! Tomorrow, at 10:00 am, I want....'

Dangerfield's voice was low and soft, Remo knew that voice, it meant that Damian was in no mood for back chat and half measures, Damian continued,

"Everyone in position ready to blow those Italian cunts into oblivion, this may be our only chance to get both of them together and we have that shitty little grass to thank for letting us know about this meeting in plenty of time to arrange a welcoming committee."

"Yes Boss, everyone has their orders, by the way we've just heard they have those girls and the private dick we've been looking for, you reckon they know something and done a deal?"

Damian scoffed at the thought, "No chance, they wouldn't know when or where, we've got them right where we want them and we'll deal with that ungrateful whore Destiny afterwards."

Remo's mouth salivated at the thought of having Destiny and the other girls at his mercy after Damian had finished with them.

***************

"If we believe them what are we gonna do about it? They seemed pretty confident they were right."

Sergio Cappalino posed the question, he firmly believed there was a plot to assassinate them both the next day and his mind was working overtime to gauge when the threat would materialize. Suddenly he thumped the table,

"THE MEETING!! I know it's supposed to be secret but if we have a grass I want him found."

Agreeing on the likelihood of the attempted assassinations taking place at the meeting they sent their 'soldiers' out to occupy all the possible positions where a good shot could be taken. It was done in absolute secrecy while their lieutenants combed through the travel records of every man to see if they could discover who the grass was.

It was a long and anxious night, spent going over every detail again and again to ensure there were no flaws in their plan. Shortly before seven o' clock in the morning a scared looking man was dragged in front of the two Dons.

"This is the guy you want, we caught him trying to sneak out over the wall."

"Is that right scab?"Glowered Tony Giabaldi.

The fact that the man failed to answer was answer enough so he put a gun to the guy's head and splattered his brains all over the floor.

"Maybe that'll deter any other would be grasses."
 
“Well, I for one, am worn out and want to “rest”! I’m tired of sitting here scared.” Chrissie stood up and stretched, excited at the thought of this new cock of Marco Cappalino. Maybe this was just what she had been looking for all her life. A man with power and money. And good looking to boot. Now to see if he passed the taste test.

She crossed to the door that Marcus has left through. Outside in the hall were several big burly men. A small smile played around her lips at the thought of the cocks just waiting to be tasted.

She turned to the nearest man, a big burly hulk of maleness with an obvious bulge where his gun would be holstered.

“Pardon me, we were told by that nice Mr. Cappalino that we could have run of the place. Could you show me where I could rest for a bit. It’s been a rather busy day.”

“Yes ma’am, it’s just right up the hall.”

Chrissie hooked her arm through his, looking at him and batting her eyelashes in true Southern Belle style, trying to look helpless.

“Could you show me the way? I get lost so easily in large places.”

As the man escorted her up the stairs, her mouth began to salivate at the thought of her possible newest conquest, though she still had her eye set for Marcus.

*****

There was a bit more talk amongst the remaining fugitives. For the first time since this escape began, what happened next was in the hands of someone else, someone who hopefully believed then and could outsmart Damian Dangerfield. Because if Damian won, if Damian accomplished what he had planned, all five is them might as well be dead.

Eventually Olivia went off in search of a kitchen and soon came back with some cheese and crackers to snack on.

Once their hunger was sated, they split up, with Rosy heading to bed first. Olivia carried the leftover snack back until the kitchen and then headed up to find herself a bedroom.

Left alone in the room, Kirk kiss her and then stood, pulling her up to him for another kiss before they headed upstairs to find themselves a room.
 
Chrissie hugged the guard's arm as he showed her to a free bedroom,

"There you are Ma'am, sleep well." He muttered, clearly hoping for more than a 'thank you'
Chrissie wasn't about to disappoint him but she wanted to tease him first,

"Wait, before you go can you check that there's no spiders in the shower? They frighten me to death."

"Sure Ma'am, won't be long."

He disappeared into the bedroom and while he was gone Chrissie peeled of her top and her bra, letting her tits hang free. When he returned she moved up close to him rubbing her hard brown nipples against his chest,

"You are so brave, I'm just a poor girl who's scared of spiders but I'm not scared of that Salami sausage you've got down there."

She giggled and stroked her hand over the bulge in his pants,

"Let me thank you for looking after me, BUT don't get any ideas about fucking me, I suck but don't fuck."

She knelt on the floor and pulled out his longish seven inches but as thick as her wrist. It was already oozng pre cum and Chrissie expertly smeared it over his cockhead and licked at the tip again before plunging it into her mouth and tickling his scrotum with her nails. She looked up at him with big doe eyes and murmured "MMMMMMMMMMM" The vibration making his cock twitch. Soon his hand was on the back of her head guiding it back and forth as she gobbled him. Within minutes he was spewing his cream down her throat but she pulled off him so she could point his spurting cock at her face and tits,

"MMMMMMM that was yummy, if you need it again just let me know and let your pals know that I'm available, no charge."

He grinned at this and replied

" They'll be queuing up out side your door miss,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,?"

"Oh sorry, I'm Chrissy, the best cocksucker in New York and you are?"

"Mario, and after that display I don't doubt for one second that you're the best, now I'd better get back to work but I'll be calling on you again very soon."

Then he was gone and Chrissy flopped on the bed collecting his creamy spunk on her fingers and licking them clean. 'One down and how many guards were there? Ten? Twelve? More? What did it matter? Given time she'd suck them all and the added bonus of Marco fucking her once in a while.

************

They all knew that their lives hung in the balance, it all depended on tomorrow's outcome. If there was no assassination attempt they were no longer of any use to them and they would be disposed of or turned loose to fend for themselves again, Kirk couldn't decide which was worse. There were other possibilities of course, if Damian succeeded the they were all doomed in one way or another. The only outcome that would keep them all relatively safe would be for the Mafia to destroy Dangerfield.
The other girls drifted off one by one to find a bed for the night leaving Kirk and Destiny alone. Kirk rose to his feet and pulled Destiny close to him before he gave her a long lingering kiss.

"God I love you Destiny," he mumbled before he kissed her again, more fiercely this time.

"I suppose we had better get a room,"

He grinned thinking of the number of times one of the girls had said that to them both. They eventually found an empty room and stood looking at each other before there was a mad scramble to get each other's clothes off. Again they stood naked panting with a mixture of lust, passion and need. Kirk hesitated before he spoke,

"Destiny, perhaps this will be the last time we'll be together so I'll ask just one more time, you did say you'd think about it, so........... will you suck my cock?"
 
The room that Destiny and Kirk found themselves in a rather nice bedroom. It didn’t take long for the two of them to find themselves nude, having quickly divested each other of their clothes. They stood before each other, needy and wanting.

Destiny had planned a surprise for Kirk, but he spoke up.

Destiny, perhaps this will be the last time we'll be together so I'll ask just one more time, you did say you'd think about it, so........... will you suck my cock?

She laughed at him. “One last chance at oral before you die?” She kissed him and was serious for a moment. “I won’t do it like Damian used to have me do it. Down on my knees and him trying to choke me and see how long it took me before I passed out.”

Walking over to the bed, she called him over. He walked to her and for once she couldn’t read his face. She gave his a kiss and told him, “We do it my way. Lay down on the bed. Get comfortable.”

She watched him crawl on the bed, laying on his back. Then she crawled on beside him. She was on top, more in control. Not that she didn’t trust Kirk. But any other way was like a flashback, reliving it over again.

Kirk’s cock was lifting higher into the air and she smiled. “Just the anticipation of it, huh?” Leaning over, she opened her mouth and breathed warm air on it. She couldn’t help but chuckle when it twitched.

With a hand on it to keep it steady, she wrapped her hand around his cock and kissed its tip, precum coating her lips like lipstick. She used that to help slide it into her mouth, her warm, moist tongue guiding it towards the back of her mouth. His cockhead bumped against the back of her throat. She started out slowly and deliberately, bobbing her head as her other hand began to massage his sac. Meanwhile, her tongue swirled around it, rubbing and massaging his cock.

*****

Olivia was almost asleep when the knock woke her up. She was drowsy, and at first confused but reached over and started to switch on the lamp by the bed. The sound of Christie’s voice from the room next door could be heard and Olivia stilled her hand and waited as the somewhat muffled voice called out from the other side of the wall.

“Come in.”

Olivia waited a moment, still not sure what was happening. She heard Chrissie’s voice and the sound of a man’s voice at the noise of a door opening.

“That girl is going to get herself in trouble some day.” Olivia shook her head and rolled over, trying to get back to sleep.
 
Kirk was bracing himself for a polite refusal from Destiny but his member began to grow harder. In a flash he was laid on his back in anticipation when she told him to lay on the bed and get comfortable, his hand stroking his stiffening manhood. Then she was on top of him, her body soft and warm against him.

'Just the anticipation of it, huh? '

The huskiness and warmth of her voice sent tremors through him as she then breathed over his cock making it twitch. Destiny held his cock steady with a firm but resolute grip as she painted her lips with his precum making him groan,

"OHHHH, YES BABY, THAT'S SOOO GOOD."

Her mouth opened and took him in, lubricating his shaft with her saliva and swirling her tongue around his cock head as she lowered her head and bobbed up and down until it hit the back of her throat, her free hand cupping and massaging his heavy cum filled sac.

"Take your time honey I don't want this to end."

Destiny paused and took a deep breath before he pushed deep into her throat, her throat muscles working and massaging his shaft as if she was trying to actually swallow his whole cock.

He held both sides of her head without trying to guide her, letting her do things her way. He had never had a blow job like it but he managed to last a couple of minutes before it became too much and he exploded his hot creamy sperm down her throat. Jet after jet filled her throat and she swallowed every drop.

"Boy oh boy that was wonderful, I can die a happy man now, but there's other things that need attention as well."

He slipped his cock from the sanctuary of her warm mouth and softly smacked her firm round rump.
 
Rosy lay in the dark, scared and somehow feeling left out. She really didn’t fit in anywhere. Everyone else had a last name. Not her. She had always been just Rosy. If that man had to put a bullet through her head tomorrow, the papers would list their names. “Five bodies were found dead. Kirk Bannion, Destiny Carson and her sister Olivia Carson, Chrissie Goodheart, and Rosy.” It made her sound like the house pet. She had hoped that she would someday acquire a last name when she married. That may never happen now.

She heard the knock on Chrissie’s door but could not hear the woman’s reply. One day she would find a world where she fit in.

She turned over and softly cried herself to sleep.

*****

Boy oh boy that was wonderful, I can die a happy man now, but there's other things that need attention as well.

Destiny was happy as he lightly swatted her ass cheek. She crawled up to snuggle in his arms, perfectly happy. She was lying with the man she loved and she wanted to stay with him the rest of her life. She really didn’t need anything else in life.

“Kirk, love, you are all I need.” She gave him a kiss before laying her head on his chest. The sound of his heart thrummed in her ear, strong and rhythmic. Her body was pressed to his side and the feel of bare skin on bare skin comforting.

“I could happily stay like this forever.”
 
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