My name is Katrina Williams and I know what you're thinking and you're wrong. Yes, I am getting fucked in a hotel in Thailand but I'm doing it for the right reasons; my daughter. The guy's name is Piotr Walenski, a Russian OTH that went through and survived the Dragon Program.
The Dragon Program was developed by the Chinese in the early 90's, at their peak they had over 100 of these guys, now since the program has been destroyed there are only about 20 or so of these guys. Their OTH ability is tactile in nature, they can make you feel anything they want as long as they are touching you, the perfect interrogators. These guys can make you feel the absolute worst pain ever without damaging your body, so they are the best of the best when it comes to extracting information. Each one of them has a dragon tat so finding this guy wasn't all that hard. Unfortunately or maybe fortunately for me this guy knows how to use his ability for more than pain and I am getting the best fuck of my life. The unfortunate part? My husband has the room bugged pretty good so he can see and hear everything. Another downside is that I'm a few days from my time of the month and the fisting (yeah he stuck his whole hand in there) he gave me earlier ended up taking out my diaphragm and thanks to our healing ability the shot don't work so it or a rubber is the only way I can keep from getting knocked up and the last thing I want now is another pregnancy, but this guy is hitting all my pleasure centers it's hard to think of how to get him to pull out in time.
"Cum in my mouth mister" I say with a fake ass 'china girl' accent.
"You want me to cum in your mouth slut?" he says with a smile.
"Please" I say between pants "I want to taste you cum so bad."
A few pumps later and he pushes me off the bed and rams his dick in my mouth. His power is still kicking in and as I feel his load fill my mouth I cum for a fifth time.
"Hold it in there slut." he says looking at me "Ok, swallow."
He looks at me and smiles "How much?"
"Free" I say "You stay night with Min?"
His over confidence is brimming "Yeah, Min. I stay the night."
We go again a couple of times and he finally falls asleep with his dick in my mouth. As soon as he's out and I'm sure of it. I take out the exo scanner.
The exo scanner, or the spider, as I like to call it, is a small device, when placed on a computer it makes a copy of all the files, sends them to the set up my hubby has in the room above me and then disintegrates. We think Pete here knows something about the destruction of all the OTH programs around the world. Our government is trying to find them and create new OTH's, me and my hubby Other Than Human, ourselves are hoping there is a connection between whoever is destroying these places and whoever killed our son and kidnapped our daughter. The last seven guys we did this number on knew as much as we do.
Someone or someones is destroying all Other Than Human Facilities and killing all rogue OTH's. So most of them are trying to lay low.
The next morning, after another mind blowing fuck, Piotr leaves. He leaves a wad of cash on his way out and I start to think that this guy aint that bad after all, that is until I meet my husband at a "buy me drink me" bar down the street.
"Anything?" I say trying not to look him directly in the eyes. Marcus knows this is what I did for years, even while we were married, but he knows when I'm faking it and I can tell by the look on his face, he knows that I've been replaying the whole night in my head over and over again, hell my panties are drenched just thinking about it.
"Yeah" he says solemnly "You get the tracer on him?"
"Of course" referring to the micro tracers I put in his coat, his belt, anyplace I could hide one.
"Good, this guy is here on some serious buisness and..."
"And what Marc?"
"He's got pictures of Cassie."
Just hearing our daughters name makes my heart stop.
"Don't get too happy" Marcus says warning me "They were sent to him as a warning."
"What do you mean a warning?"
"He's got a family too and if he don't play ball they'll do to his family what they did to ours...it's all in an email."
"Can you track it?"
"The account was only used once and it was sent from Italy. I got our geek boys trying to find out more." Marcus says and then his face get somber.
"So is she alive?" I say scared of his answer. "Can I see the pictures?"
"You don't want to see 'em Kat."
"Like hell I don't! As long as my baby is alive...I want to see them Marc!" my voice gets too loud and other people in the bar start to look at me so I switch up the conversation "You pay me fifty American now! I give you hand job, you pay now!"
The crowd's attention turns away, a couple of chuckles are heard but it's buisness as usual. Marcus reaches in his pocket and grabs a wad of cash and his cellphone.
"Don't look at these until you get back to your secondary position" he says slowly "You hear me Kat?"
"Yeah, yeah, I hear you Marc"
"Don't freak. She's alive. No one knows why but she's alive and that's good. I'll be you at the port at 9...ok?"
"Ok."
I leave the bar and go to another hotel, my secondary position and as soon as I get in the room I look at the pictures. The first few are of her face but the last one causes me to drop the phone and start crying. I see my daughter, looking scared and naked a big white hand cupping her breast. I spend the next few hours sobbing on the floor.
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