Predators Pt. 04

"Here, please, yes, use it as much as you want."

"Thank you so much Bob. It really means a lot to me," she said, then winked and sat back down in her chair.

Bob stood there, staring as Zoe quickly looked up the phone number for Bateman-Holloway.

"Hi, Jan? It's me, I managed to get away. Is M... is Mister Bateman there? Well where is he? Ok, I need you to pass along a message to him then. I'm currently holed up in a police station and they won't let me leave just yet."

There was a knock on the door of the room. A few moments later, as Zoe continued to fill in Jan on the details of where exactly she was, the door swung open.

"I don't know the exact address, but that's the name of the station, I'm sure you can look it up."

She hung up. According to Jan, Master may actually be relatively close - he'd checked in with her half an hour ago heading this general direction. She desperately hoped that was true.

There was a woman at the door, another police officer, slightly older than Bob. Medium height, redhead. Kinda cute, Zoe thought, then shook herself. I need to stop now. I got the message out, that's all I needed.

"What the hell are you doing?" the woman said. She drew her sidearm and aimed it towards Zoe.

Bob immediately drew his weapon in response and jumped in the way.

"You stay the fuck away from her!"

Zoe was regretting her decision not to just wait this whole situation out.

"Maybe you should have stayed away from her like the chief said."

"Jane, you need to calm down. Don't do something you're going to regret," said Bob.

"She's done something to you Zack."

"What are you talking about?"

Zoe looked up at the ceiling and realised there was a partially concealed camera. Oh jesus. This is not good. She must have been watching them through the monitor from the adjacent room.

"Zack, you're gayer than Elton. She whispers in your ear and suddenly you're hard as a rock and about to jump in front of a bullet for her. She has done something to you. I have no idea what it is, but you you are not thinking straight. You need to put your fucking weapon down, right now."

Their boss knows about me. Somehow, he knows, she thought. Would Slade and Brianna really have told them?

Bob's aim shook for a moment. Zoe started sweating.

"You don't know what the fuck you're talking about Jane," he said. "This poor woman was held against her will by those people and now we're treating her like a criminal!"

Behind Jane, someone from the hallway must have spotted what was going on.

"Woah, what the fuck is happening?!" said the voice, another man.

"She's trying to shoot this woman!" Bob shouted. Jane turned started to explain herself, but Bob seized the opportunity and jumped straight at her, knocking the gun to the ground. Zoe ducked, expecting it to discharge, but nothing happened.

Soon, a small crowd was gathering just outside the front door. People were separating Bob and Jane and had taken the weapons off both of them. Zoe crept out slowly to take a closer look.

"Call the chief, right now, he'll back me up!" said Jane, nearly shouting. "Do not let her get close to you, whatever you do!"

The small crowd of people started looking around, confused.

"She's insane, are you even hearing what she's saying?" said Bob.

Even so, they eyed Zoe suspiciously. There was some small doubt planted in their minds, and there was no way she was just going to be let out without this situation clearing itself up with their superiors. Both exits in the corridor were blocked by people looking on. If they went back to their boss, they'd confirm his orders to keep her confined.

Zoe sighed. She took one step closer, and she did what she'd been hoping to avoid. She was so close to getting back to Master. These people could not be allowed to ruin it now. She focused in herself, and she let it out. All of it. She needed to cover a sizeable area, much larger than she'd ever done before.

One by one, the scent washed over everyone. Men and women, young and old, single or taken. They all stopped what they were doing and looked at her. But the adoration quickly turned into something else. Something more. It reminded Zoe of when she'd first used it on Master. It was obsession.

Oh fuck. Oh fuck I've really overdone it this time.

The two men nearest to her, the first to be hit, started walking towards her.

"You're... you're so beautiful," said the one on the left.

"Who are you?" asked the one on the right.

They kept walking. Oh shit oh fuck oh shit. More people started approaching. Jane, who moments earlier had been screaming for them to keep her away, now looked like a lion stalking a wounded gazelle.

Zoe swivelled on the spot and scanned for options. It was no good, the entrances were all covered. A firm hand grabbed her on the shoulder and started pulling her towards them.

"Please, I need to know your name..." said the old man.

Zoe squirmed and tried to break away. At that moment, someone else came up and grabbed him.

"Get off her you piece of shit" another woman said. "She mine!"

The room descended into absolute chaos. The dozen or so occupants were throwing punches, grappling on the ground, and trying to make a mad dash for Zoe. Anytime somebody got close, another person would rip them away and then try their own luck.

It took a few minutes before Zoe managed to slip down the hallway after one of her assailants was once again tackled by another. She broke into a mad dash, and she could hear several people pursuing her from behind.

Down the end of the corridor, she spotted a tall man in a senior uniform. The big cheese, she thought. When he noticed her and the entourage of people following her, he took a few steps forward.

"Stand down! Everybody stand down immediately!"

Nobody stopped what they were doing. The Chief of Police panicked and ran back into the room he'd just come out of a few paces before Zoe ran past.

It was a dead end. Well, nearly a dead end. There were a few doors open to her - the toilets. She chose the nearest one, marked for people with disabilities, on the assumption it seemed to be the smallest, most likely designed for a single occupant, and therefore more likely to have a lock to the room as a whole and not just a single stall.

Zoe's assumptions were correct. Moments after she turned the lock from the inside, someone ran into the door. It was surprisingly sturdy, and barely moved. People thumped on it, over and over. She could hear voices shouting amongst themselves, but the fighting quickly stopped as they realised that none of them were going to be able to get to her.

I need to get out of here right fucking now.

She paused and weighed up her options for a moment. Outside the door, things went suddenly quiet. She knew better than to assume they might have left her alone entirely. She wondered if, like Master, her own powers had been growing subtly. He mentioned that he'd gotten far better at what he was doing since the breakout. Maybe it was like exercising a muscle, and the more she did it, the more effective it became. Last time she'd pushed that hard, she hadn't gotten a reaction nearly that dramatic.

She took a few more minutes to herself to calm down and formulate her next move. She ran over and checked the window. To her relief, it looked like she might be able to open this one. It took a lot of power before it started to move, but before too long she'd created a gap large enough to squeeze herself through. She fell down unceremoniously onto the ground outside the station. It was grass, luckily.

"Hello there," said a woman's voice. Her heart skipped a beat.

Zoe turned and saw her standing there - Jane, the red-headed police officer. She still bore the same expression - that predatory desire. She dropped down on top of Zoe before she had a chance to recover, and she started kissing and grabbing at her. Zoe pulled away and tried to get some leverage, but it wasn't looking promising.

"The others ran to get the battering ram," she said, grinning. "But I realised you might get out this way. Now I've got you all to myself."

"Get off me," Zoe said, speaking softly to avoid attracting even more attention to herself out here. "Please Jane. Please, we can go somewhere else, I just have to get away from here."

"God Zoe..." Jane said, as if she couldn't hear her. She stopped just for half a second to really soak her in. "You're so fucking gorgeous. It... it hurts to look at you. It's like staring into the sun." She started forcing her arms down by her sides. Jane managed to hold down her arm with the weight of her body, and with the spare hand slipped a finger inside Zoe. She gasped.

"That's right, just let it happen," said Jane. "I'm going to make you feel good, ok?"

"Please," said Zoe. "Please stop..."

She wasn't going to take no for an answer. She tried to kiss Zoe again but she managed to keep her lips away. Her fingers were now deep inside Zoe.

"Look, you're wet and everything," she said. "I guess you do want it after all..."

"No... I... fucking... don't!" she thrashed one more time, and managed to score a hit with a headbutt.

Jane rolled sideways instinctively and grasped at her head. Zoe rolled off and managed to get to her feet. She ran along the chain link fence, heading towards the car park.

When Zoe came around the bend near the front of the station, all her dreams came true.

Master, she thought. She couldn't believe it. She'd couldn't have phoned Jan more than 10 minutes ago, but here he was, standing right there, Alicia flanking him.

She turned and started moving towards him as fast as she could. Behind her, Jane started to make up ground. Fuck she's fast, she thought. Master caught sight of her, and he started moving to meet her.

"Zoe, behind you!" he shouted.

"I know!"

She grabbed Zoe in a bear hug from behind, apparently oblivious to the man coming from the other side. Master immediately grabbed her and pulled her off.

"No! Give her back!" she shouted. Master was not going to tolerate any of this nonsense. He kicked the woman and she doubled over, then he stepped past her and threw her to the ground.

"Thank you Master, thank you, thank you..." Zoe started.

"Shhh," he said, placing a finger on her lips. She immediately stopped talking. The pleasure of obeying her master above all else was immense. "I see you've been getting into trouble again," he said.

Zoe nodded. She was ashamed that she'd let it get so out of control, but the knowledge that Master was here to fix it made her feel completely at ease. The front doors to the police station opened, and people started flooding out of it.

"Master, I think we should leave..." said Alicia.

"Yes, I do believe that's our cue," he replied.

The three ran back to the car, and Alicia started the engine. As the car slowly gained momentum, a few of the officers had almost caught up to them.

"This seems familiar," said Alicia, looking at Zoe in the rear-vision mirror as the station receded into the distance behind them.

* * *

Dealing with the fallout from Zoe's escape took weeks. Even back at full strength, Master could only do so much so quickly, and there was half a police station of people obsessed with finding their one true love. He had to call in a few of his old friends to help out, and the whole event was guaranteed to attract attention from the people who wanted to find them again. The Jacksons may have been tracked down and had their memories suppressed, but the whole thing couldn't simply be swept under the rug - the people they'd talked to, the flags they'd raised, the footage of the police station incident. Master knew they'd have to run. The other slaves had been ordered to scatter and await his return - except Grace, who was never officially an employee and wouldn't be on anybody's radar. She'd stay and continue her her normal life until called upon. Bateman-Holloway was no more, and now he was looking for a new place to settle for a while, as far away as possible.

"What about New Zealand?" said Alicia, nibbling on Master's earlobe. He'd been unsure the first time she did that, but quickly grew to like it.

"Maybe," he said. "It does seem like a nice place. A bit small, though."

"Australia might suit you better then," said Zoe, taking a momentary break from sucking his cock to chime in to the discussion. "Same neighbourhood, bigger cities."

"I don't know," he replied. "How would you feel about that?" he said.

Alicia knew this routine by now. Zoe's opinion was the only one he really cared about. If Zoe said she wanted to live on Mars she was pretty sure he'd find a way to make it happen.

"I'd be happy to live anywhere Master, as long as you were there," she replied, then took him inside her mouth again. Master groaned, and his hips started moving again.

Alicia agreed whole-heartedly. Wherever they ended up, they'd both be there with her, Master and Zoe, two of the most dangerous people on the planet with her in tow. Predators in search of new prey. Alicia smiled. Just like old times.