Surviving Ch. 03

"Listen to me, he wouldn't-" pleaded Alex.

"One wrong move and I'll crack your skull open" threatened Riley before freeing Leo.

The trio walked through a maze of stairs and corridors, going deeper and deeper. Leo was leading the front, with his hands handcuffed, Riley and Alex followed. After what seemed like an eternity, they finally approached a large black door, made of metal. It was the only thing that was not white. A palm reader sat beside it, patiently waiting.

"You have to released me if you want this door open," he said shrugging. Riley pulled out a second pair of handcuffs and tied his legs together before releasing his hands. Leo slowly placed his left hand on the palm reader, and a few seconds later, the door hissed open, sliding up out of view.

The door lead to a large room with built in shelves containing a variety of syringes and dials.

"This is the stuff that is guaranteed to work," explained Leo. If that was the case, there was a lot of it with a lot of different choices.

"There might be something here that could help you with your problem Alex. Don't worry I didn't forget you."

"Shut up," Alex muttered. He had grown very pale, the blood having drained to his erection. But now wasn't the time.

"That's all sweet, but where's the radio?" asked Riley impatiently.

"Next room." There was a second door at the end of the room, with a similar door. Leo placed his hand and it hissed open. It was a security room, with a bank of monitors displaying numerous feeds from security cameras that were scattered inside the hideout and the island itself.

"There should be a headset with a large red button. You can't miss it. Press and talk into it, it will broadcast to the entire Mediterranean." If Alex had been paying attention instead of worrying about his raging erection, he would have realized that it would simply be impossible to broadcast to the entire Mediterranean, especially when there are over a thousand different channels.

Riley stepped inside and wore the headset before firmly pressing down on the large red button.

"We-" before she could even start, a pair of skinny hands pulled her back, yanking the headset off her head. She spun around and saw Alex...but it wasn't the Alex she knew. His pupils had narrowed and had a face full of pure lust. Riley noticed Leo, standing nearby with an empty syringe.

"Oops," he said with a small smile before hopping into the security room. The door shut, leaving Riley and Alex outside. Alex's hands roamed her body in a state of frenzy. What ever Leo had injected, it had turned him into a monster. Alex ripped his pants off, and a throbbing twenty inch monster sprang out. It looked thicker and more starved than before.

"Alex now's not the time-" Alex sprang forward, driving Riley to the floor, and his hands clawed up her skirt. Riley elbowed him, sending him flying, but a second later he was back it again.

"Not my pussy you retard!" shouted Riley before driving his shaft up, through her top. The moment her breasts enveloped his length, he seemed to calm down. But that was just the calm before the storm. Alex started driving his dick up and down, through her soft breasts. The force of his actions, exerted by his skinny figure shocked Riley. Precum had started leaking from his tip, and strands of it clung to her neck.

Leo spoke in Somalian, into the headset. He could hear Alex pumping his dick and couldn't help but grin.

"Get me Jeff!" he ordered in Somalian and a few minutes later a rough English voice greeted him.

"Arinze tells me about hearing a girl's voice..."

"Don't ask questions, I don't have time. Send your boys to the back of the island and tell them to be near the site but out of sight. And I need a trojan horse as soon as possible. Say it was a radio transmission, asking for help."

"How many?"

"Get all of the boys."

"And listen. Soon you'll hear someone asking for help. Ignore that call. I repeat ignore it. You have your orders, over and out." Leo removed the headset before breathing deeply.

Alex didn't know what had happened. He had felt the sharp prick of a needle, and then...the urge to satisfy his dick had grown unbearable. He couldn't help but notice Riley's slender body, with her plump ass and soft breasts. He grabbed her without thinking, and all he wanted to do was shove his length up her.

Each time his dick squinched through her breasts, a miniature explosion of pleasure took place. They were so warm, soft, squishy and filled her tight top to the brim. All these thoughts and feelings raced through him as he grunted and exploded in between her breasts for the second time in his life. But it wasn't like last time. Entire buckets of cum erupted, not only filling every inch of her breasts with cum but her entire body. The sticky liquid shot at her face, neck, throat, and more cum spurted under her breasts, splattering down her midriff.

"Open this fucking door!" shouted Riley, drenched in a mixture of her own cum and Alex's.

Leo raced through all the possibilities. He could attempt to get that bitch under control, but his chances were low with his feet being tied together. At the end he decided to play it safe and opened the door.

"Mayday, Mayday, Mayday! Our plane crashed, and we're stuck on this island with a maniac. I repeat..."

Riley finished telling her story but all she could hear was static on the end. Maybe someone out there received her distress call but the lack of response was not assuring.

They were back in main room, the one nearest to the mine-lift. Leo was securely tied and Riley had her hand propped against her forehead.

"You want any tissues? I found a roll of tissues..." Alex couldn't believe the state she was in. Her skirt was drenched in her own cum, from two different orgasms, and her entire upper body was covered in his.

"I don't need tissues, I need to get the fuck out of this island, and I need that retard behind bars!"

"Women, they're like the-" began Leo.

"Shut up" both Alex and Riley told him at the same time.

"We need to be near the shoreline, in case if someone did get our distress call." said Riley.

"Riley...I think we're playing into a trap. Something about this doesn't feel right." The two were alone and Leo was out of earshot.

"What do you mean? I just sent a distressed called, and now someone might come looking for us and we need to be there for them to find us. Alex, I'm getting of this island."

"Think about it. Why would Leo just simply surrender himself? Why did he cause that distraction? Something's happening and..."

"Alex I don't know if it's the drug or what, but shut the fuck up. We're getting off this island. Someone will come looking for us."

Alex sighed as Riley stormed off.

The next day, Riley led the front, hiking back to the shoreline. Leo was trudging behind her with his hands tied, and Alex was brining up the rear. They had opted out the short-cut and Riley got chills as she remembered getting stuck in there. Leo was amused at the whole thing. They were playing right into his own hands. He had a view of Riley's ass, and he knew soon he'd have his hands on it. Very soon. So did another fifty pair of eyes.

"Now what do we do?" asked Alex. They had reached the shoreline and he could see the clear waters in front.

"We wait." came Riley's reply. And so they waited.

"Boat!" shouted Riley.

"Where?"

"Where do you think you idiot? Near the horizon! Quick, light the fire!" Alex got a fire going and soon a plume of smoke was spiralling up into the sky.

The boat got closer, and closer and Riley could see the "Coast-Guard" on the side of it, in big red words. They were saved! The small boat pulled up, with foam behind it, and sanded ashore. A black male, around their age, well built just like Leo jumped down. He had a life-west on him with the coast-guard symbol and wording.

Alex knew something was wrong as soon as that man had jumped out. But he couldn't place his finger on it.

"Riley..." he warned, uncertainly. But she ignored him and ran down the beach.

"We received a distress call." asked the lifeguard in a rough English accent.

"Yes! That's us!" His eyes took in her slender figure and the transparent clothing.

"Where's the rest of your group?" asked the life-guard. Just as Riley turned around to point, the life-guard jumped on her, pulling her into an arm lock.

"No! What are you doing!" before she knew it, her hands were handcuffed and the life-guard led her back to where Leo and Alex were. Alex didn't even bother resisting. He simply held his hands out.

"Don't bother with him." ordered Leo. The life guard gave him a questioning look but remained silent.

"Well it's been a fun trip but we really have to get back to work."

Riley found herself tied to the same table. She was utterly speechless. That fucker had been playing them like little puppets on a string...well Alex had warned her, but she had been too head-strong to heed his views. She was back to square one, but this time around fifty other boys her age stood around. They were all black, with an assortment of bodies -- from pure muscle to skinny figures, but they all had the same lustful look in their eyes. Alex was nowhere to be seen.

"Let's get her some lube...naturally of course" and with that Leo shoved a vibrator deep into her vagina. It was much bigger than the one he had used before.

"Test number two, here we go." Leo placed the gas mask over her face and Riley could smell the gas going into her system. But just as Leo pulled away, an alarm started blaring, ringing throughout the entire complex.

"Arinze, keep watch over here, everyone else with me, to the armoury."

Armoury? Thought Riley. What the hell was happening?

Everyone else followed Leo with a rush of feet, leaving Riley and Arinze alone.

"Gotta say, you're one hell of a goddess," said Arinze with a toothy grin, drawing closer. He drew a line down her cleavage with the tip of his finger.

"Fuck off or I'll rip your balls out." threatened Riley