• Title: Your Friendly Neighbourhood Rapist Pt. 4 FINALE: Strange Bedfellows
• Premise: The hero and his former victim blackmails a crime investigator to join them
• Tags: [MF] [FF] [Noncon] [Dubcon] [Blackmail] [Male Dom] [Female Dom] [Male POV] [First Person] [Bound]
• Note: This is a sequel and probably finale continuing from Part 3 of the mini-series, with links available - Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3
• Note 2: Please feel free to give me your feedback, I would like to improve on my short story writing skill (and speed).

Moans of lust fill the air, and I stare mindlessly at the ornately-crafted headboard with my entire weight bearing down on Vanessa below me while I bask in that moment of climbing down post-climax. Soon after we are both relaxing on her king-sized bed.

"How's that?" I breathe into Vanessa's ear, licking it as my fingers gently circle her still erect nipple.

"Greg from yesterday is much better," my blushing Vanessa snaps, and I did a fake laugh as I break off contact. Nothing new I haven't heard before.

"Maybe I'll do better next time. Anyway... is the front door available for my walk of shame?" I quip as I prepare to hop out of her bed.

"Actually, I called you here for something else," she reaches out and holds my hand, imploring me to stay. Excuse me? This is something new. This is the first time she wants me to stay with her!

"The standard time off our contract like before? Sure. Its not like its going to move the needle much given the rate we bang each time we meet," I shrug.

"No, this one's... Free. I did you because this... I am, um, asking you for a favour," Vanessa looks away as she spits out those words. Words I never imagine hearing from this unimaginably hot ice queen. Maybe let's stay and hear what further she has to say.

Turns out that among Vanessa's headaches with mitigating whatever big hoo-hah by stakeholders regarding ZoneTek's marginally lower profits for the past quarter, a cybercrime investigator is privately confronting her and presenting her gigabytes of data downloaded from some spying drones found near many of my lovers' vicinity. While the combined usage of VPN and a couple other internet anonymous communication tools helped to avoid a direct connection between the usage of the drones (Which can be bought commercially) and the company, many of the messages had a distinctive signature in which the encryption can only come from the company's powerful networks - Only accessible via authenticated accounts provided to major corporate or government agencies by ZoneTek itself.

Vanessa in her mind probably blames me for the mess she's now in, but since being the company head in public she will be the one getting into trouble (an understatement) and not me, she forces to put herself into an inferior position, luring me with "pro bono" sex and begging me to help her out. To Vanessa's credit, she tells me she already has a plan of her own, but she needs my help to execute it. From a tablet, she shows me photos and details about the cyber-crime investigator, clearly retrieved using her company’s spying technologies. From a photocopy of her ID, her name is Kelly and 31 years old. She’s one fair cop with chin-length black hair even after 7 years in the service, I almost wouldn't regret it if she's the one arresting me.

The last photo is that of Kelly in her bikini which almost takes my breath away. Flashing an adorable, charming smile with a pair of almost gentle, innocent eyes, framing it all with chin-length black hair. I have a problem believing that face belongs to the same person who is currently threatening Vanessa. That athletic body of a woman and clearly in her prime of her physicality, medium-sized breasts which I estimate is probably 30C or just slightly larger? I do have lots of experiences fondling tits after all. Her flat stomach barely impresses me when I can see how well-muscled her long legs and ass are. Indeed, I can feel a little blood start flowing into my cock again.

"Let's see how smug she is after we are done with her," Vanessa seethes between her teeth as her face darkens.

"Surely you know any deal is off if she's not who she is as shown here, and besides, what is in it for me when I can just go for any other girl?" I do indeed wonder why this is my problem.

"Look, if I go down, I may not be able to drag you down with me, but rest assured you will lose your access to our networks." Damn, those tools that allow me to have so much more fun than I used to just a few years ago.

"Besides, if you do this..." Vanessa whispers something seductively into my ear. Yeah... Initially I am skeptical about her proposal until I hear a certain numerical figure with a dollar sign going into my ear. That certainly could help me with my early retirement plans. And as a down payment to show her commitment, she slides down to my crotch and I start melting back into her bed again when she starts resuscitating that limp cock of mine back to life, slowly but surely bringing me to ecstasy again with that skillful tight mouth of hers...

No surprise that I agree to the deal. A couple of weeks later, without boring the reader with the preparation details, here's the true moment that we have all been waiting for. It is past midnight and all is going well according to Vanessa's plan so far. We are in an underground basement, custom-made by her husband Ted under his bungalow which he now co-owns with Vanessa. Multiple support pillars hold it up. My partner in this deal is now wearing a black spandex-like jumpsuit, once again showing off that impressive figure for a 40 year old businesswoman. Thanks to the cold aircon blowing and seeing her pokies sticking out along with her camel toe, I doubt Vanessa's wearing any underwear. But today we are not focusing on her, not fully anyway.

The lights are on, illuminating the entire basement. Besides the random cardboard boxes filled with various items and other unimportant junk that are now pushed to the corners, the basement is left relatively spacious. There's a black leather sofa at the end of the wall and an old mattress on the ground a couple of paces away. An unconscious Kelly who I abducted from her home, is lying on top of the mattress with her hands bound with a pair of padded handcuffs. She's still in her sleep gear, a thin white nightie with a pair of blue panties underneath, a description gladly not going to be relevant soon. I so wanted to tear off Kelly's clothes and have my way with her in her own home, but my dear CEO insists Kelly needs a bit more incentive to cease her investigation. A tripod with a camcorder, attached to a long power cable has also been set up, pointing in the direction of the mattress and sofa - Maybe this isn't obvious enough, but Vanessa insists this is where the action should take place in.

Kelly begins to stir from the drug I gave her. I proceed to hide behind one of the pillars and start shedding my clothes with my mask (always) on. Let's peek at the drama from one corner of the room first before I show myself and give Kelly a pleasant surprise.

She wakes up and goes "What the fuck?" when she sees the handcuffs and her unfamiliar surroundings like she's some slave prisoner. Vanessa walks up to her with a stern expression.

"What the hell is going on?" Kelly demands, briefly struggling with those handcuffs before giving up and looking back up at her captor.

"Do you know why you are here?" I can see Vanessa's smirk from that non-question.

"Oh Mrs. Kwok, everything you are doing now only confirms my theory. That rapist is under your payroll all along." Kelly's actually wrong, and I don't mean just the payroll part, but whatever.

"This is all irrelevant now. You will write an updated report to your superiors saying you made a mistake, those downloaded messages do not have a signature from our networks."

"Do your worst, bitch. You gonna have to kill me to bring your secret to the grave," Kelly retorts with confidence. Young women always like to think of themselves as the purveyors of justice until they actually have to make a decision, like what Kelly is about to find out.

The older woman merely returns to the tripod without a word and starts positioning the camcorder properly. That's my cue for me to show up.

"Killing you won't be necessary," I softly intone behind Kelly. That startles her and she turns back to see me in my full glory. Just a friendly guy wearing only a mask that the likes of her and her colleagues like to demonise as a criminal. Her eyes widen and she trembles, clenching her fists. She quickly shoots a look back at Vanessa and her eyes narrow. The clever girl quickly put it all together what is about to happen to her.

"FUCK YOU VANESSA! YOU DARE TO STOOP THAT LOW AS A WOMAN! HOW MANY TIMES HAS HE BEEN FUCKING YOU?" Kelly loses her composure as she struggles and drags her body out of the mattress, clearly intending to rush over and attack Vanessa. She didn't even get to stand up before I made my move, grabbing her from behind and dragging her towards the sofa, after which I had her sit on my lap.

Vanessa is now just coldly smiling and watching the two of us as the camcorder's red light goes on.

Kelly is screaming in what some sensationalists might call a "mix of rage and despair". But no worries about anyone else hearing, as Vanessa has assured me the basement is soundproof just like her office is. I hug Kelly and gently implore her to calm down and not embarrass herself on the camcorder.  I get it, I get it, many ladies can be overwhelmed with anxiety and act out of sorts when they meet someone new. But we all need the occasional break from the monotony of routine life, and the excitement of a new date should spark up their lives. I am here for their pleasure.

I continue to comfort her, running my lips over her face and breathing in her scent, not minding that her tears are beginning to roll down her cheeks. My free hand caresses her thighs, sliding up into her nightie before I start rubbing at her pussy through her panties. Picking up a knife that's on the sofa, I whisper into Kelly's ear requesting her not to struggle, and she obeys like the good girl she is as I cut off her nightie and panties. I fling her ruined clothes along with the knife to one corner of the room, we don't need them any more.

Now I have full access to her breasts and pussy. I start groping her tits while kissing her neck, Kelly protests, calling me all sorts of names with some ugly expletives pre-pending them. I forgive her, she still can't fathom the pleasure I am about to give her. And I just love her protests gradually petering out as my fingers begin to take a turn digging into her pussy. By now my cock is half-erect that it is now twitching against her ass, and I am pretty sure Kelly feels that too: She predictably shakes her head when I tell her that she's getting moist and I am getting hard.

Vanessa has enough of the foreplay - Funny that she likes having me do that to her and not when I am doing that to other girls in front of her. She strides up to us with a vibrator in her hand. The one that Kelly might recognize from the photos taken by the cops whenever they remove my gift from my lover of the day. While I am playing with Kelly's breasts from behind, she switches it on to high settings, brusquely forcing Kelly's legs open before shoving the vibrator up the younger woman's snatch, and making sure the clit sucker portion is against her clitoris.

I can't help but chuckle at Kelly throwing her head back towards my shoulders, her teeth gritting as the pleasurable sensations are starting to get to her. The more they fight it, the more endearing they look. I whisper into Kelly's ear to not fight it and admit how good she feels. She doesn't respond. But in a matter of minutes, she's involuntarily crying out her lust as the satisfier between her legs inevitably brings her to climax. All my girls do, she's no exception.

"Would you like me to fuck your pussy?" I offer, my hands still on her breasts playing all the time.

She says nothing. Oh well, she likes the vibrator better.

"Hmmm the time now is 1.05 A.M. Maybe you would change your mind about my cock at 2.05 A.M."

And so poor Kelly just stays on my lap for the next 15 minutes or so, unable to refuse listening to all my dirty talk while my hands pay her other parts of her body some loving attention. A second orgasm, then a third, then a... Well, I didn't bother to keep count, but I do make it a habit to compliment her for cumming after I observe how her body arches and shudders against mine.

But eventually I do need to be ready for here. I move Kelly just next to me and leaving her to enjoy her solo experience, and beckon Vanessa towards me, who all the while has been "busy" filming our amorous actions.

She approaches me with burning eyes, her experiences with me clearly making her expect the worst.

"Do you think my cock needs to be sucked?" I request with a smile.

"This is not part of our deal," Vanessa is about to cross her arms before rolling her eyes and adding, "oh, whatever" and getting down onto her knees.

"Come on baby, get out of that outfit so we can really get this going!"

Vanessa sighs, slipping out of that tight outfit, revealing that indeed she's not wearing any bra or panties even when I did not specifically instruct her on that. The former snobby CEO is finally getting into the spirit of love-making!

"I'll do this, but she must be the one who makes you cum," she insists, and I agree. That remark seems to coincide with Kelly's utters of joy that shows off her latest climax.

"Why... Why are you doing this to me?" Kelly cries out, presumably to Vanessa who's getting ready to suck me.

"We are all victims..." is the older woman's simple and curt reply, the underlying regret and bitterness behind those words are apparent but she issues no further words when her luxurious mouth begins engulfing my cock. My head lays back against the sofa enjoying this moment. This time, she takes a slower, more teasing approach, making sure I remain rock hard without climaxing.

Eventually, more than 30 minutes has passed since the vibrator has switched on. My beautiful Kelly has been uncontrollably orgasming non-stop, the experience must have been excruciating from the way her face of combined agony and lust look. She's been pleading with me to stop this. Well, maybe it's time to ask again.

"Do you think you would like my cock in your pussy now?"

"I'll do anything, please, please take the vibrator out of me!"

"Face the camera, tell everyone what you want. Tell them you want my cock." I whisper in her ear while still enjoying Vanessa's oral attention.

Kelly didn't even hesitate.

"Please fuck me, I want your cock, I'll do anything! Please fuck me!" Kelly's volume gradually raises as her body shudders and gears up for yet another climax.

Sheesh, who says women are difficult? I pull the vibrator out of her, causing her to exhale with relief. Kelly's completely covered in sweat and her eyes are closed, her chest heaving up and down from that overwhelming experience.

Vanessa breaks off the blowjob and grabs the exhausted girl's bound hands, dragging her over and dumping her on the mattress. Kelly's now on her fours, her ass pointing up with her legs apart - her pussy exposed for my taking.

Of course, I can't refuse that offer. Kneeling and grabbing Kelly's hips, I push my cock into her slippery cunt without notice and I begin leisurely thrusting, wanting to make this last. Girl can't help but moan again stroke after stroke, her pussy so sensitive now from that previous vibrator torture that any sensation will just easily trigger her! I start playing with her tits and feeling her doll-like body press against mine. Her body begins obeying the rhythm, pushing back against me on each thrust.

It is inevitable. Kelly no longer cares that the camcorder has been filming our love-making, and she no longer cares that her cries of protests have been completely replaced with her current cries of lust. As I already mentioned before, I didn't keep count of how many climaxes she has, be it from the vibrator or from my dick. All I know is when her body starts uncontrollably spasming, I can no longer care less and increase my pace like a beast possessed. Sure, I am getting to the peak too.

"Damn Kelly, you have one tight pussy... Where do you want me to cum? Inside or outside?"

Kelly still seems to have one tiny spark of her resistance while still enraptured by my pounding.

"Wha... no no! Not in me! Outside! Outside!" She implores.

"Inside then," I moan uncontrollably, not actually listening to a word she says when my pounding goes on overdrive. Not that I can help it, she's gripping my cock hard and giving me all these sensations!

The sounds of smacking against her ass and all her protesting is like a blur where I am no longer aware of anything. I throw back my head, my eyes seeing nothing else but the colours of euphoric lust as I empty my seed deep into her pussy. I breathe hard, waiting for my senses to come back while Kelly buries her own face on the mattress, not daring to look up at the camcorder after showing off her face from getting fucked throughout that whole session.

Well, this isn't the end of it all. Vanessa insists I have another session with her, given there's still lots of recording capacity left in the camcorder. Usually I would "punish" Vanessa for her overstepping her authority, but I do admit that I enjoy Kelly's body so much that I don't mind my other partner bossing me this way. So it's my turn to lie down on the mattress while Kelly learns the finer points of sucking cock from the more experienced Vanessa just next to her. When she does things right such that my cock goes or stays rigid, Vanessa would reward her with fingering her pussy, as opposed to doing it wrong, which Vanessa gives Kelly a spanking on her ass. Hell, I can privately concede the sound of the smacking against her ass is turning me on too.

But since Kelly's disgusted about the idea of swallowing semen, an act that Vanessa is already too familiar with when she's with me, I won't force her to finish the blowjob. She has the other option of riding my cock with her directly facing the camcorder. And she joyfully obliges, and I love how her face is going off at having to hop and grind against me for her own pleasure while at the same time being recorded. And then that all-too-familiar female face of lust whenever she rides to yet another climax.

Oh, and I forgot to mention that all this time, I got Vanessa to sit on the couch and masturbate using that vibrator that was previously used by Kelly, and she obeys me like I had trained her to. The moans from all three of us heighten the overall atmosphere so much that I can't help but ask Kelly to describe how our potential child would look like 9 months later. That blushing face! I eventually de-spunk inside Kelly's wonderful cunt a second time, and I like that she is no longer protesting at this act of intimacy. The video has it all, which should prove that I did NOT force her to do anything.

All good things must come to an end though. And once again I am ready to depart before the skies begin to brighten in the morning, but this time taking the camcorder with me for some video editing. 

In case we all forget what this is about, this is Vanessa's determination to work out a separate business deal with the now well-fucked cybercrime investigator. Apparently Kelly likes our lovemaking so much she agrees to rectify the report about ZoneTek to Vanessa's liking. And this time Vanessa is laying on the mattress of her own accord, while she grabs Kelly's head tightly between her own crotch.

"Don't mind us, please send us the final video after your cheque comes in through." Vanessa closes her eyes with these parting words with a smile. Heh, so Vanessa wants to masturbate to a video of herself masturbating on a vibrator, while Kelly probably would want to know how her face is like when she’s having sex? I also notice that Kelly's hands are finally free and she remains there frantically licking the older woman's sensitive parts. I guess Kelly really does NOT want her colleagues and every other horny guy on the internet to masturbate to her porn videos.

I love getting paid to please two women at once. Betting that Vanessa would be feeling a little jealous that I might have a new fuck-buddy in the future that she has to share me with. Regardless, with the major crisis about Kelly's investigation quickly resolved in this yet another excellent adventure, I hope for more to come!