NOTE: Yeah, I'm totally just winging it; I had the idea to introduce this new character back when the story first crapped out on me, and I decided to roll with it. Less sex this time around, more action/minor plot.
PART THREE
Jamin had spent the next few hours meditating, during which time the ache in his balls and the nagging arousal were fully suppressed. He was now slowly pacing the cell for about the dozenth time. His aura senses were still ridiculously dulled, but as he ran his fingers along the walls, he did find several spots where one ward cut off and another began, which formed a nearly imperceptible seam. It wasn’t much as weak spots went, considering that even without the ward enhancements it was still at least eight inches thick of solid concrete he would have to bore through, but it was something anyway. And if he traced the lining of the seam, he found the ward made a nice six foot wide, five foot tall arch. If he could manage to slip a mystic edge, thin enough to slip through the seam, he might be able to just cut the whole section of wall out. Without his magic, though, that meant cutting it physically.
Suddenly, he sensed people at the door, once again just half a second before it opened. In came Therin and the Asian red head, dragging another woman, this one naked and unconscious, behind them. At least one of them kept their eyes on Jamin at a time, incase he tried anything, and Jamin could tell from the shadow that fell on the floor that someone was standing just outside the door, in case he made an attempt to bolt.
Jamin kept his eyes on the two battle mages as they lay the new woman on the mattress. “Now behave you two,” said Asian red head. “We’ll be back soon, but we have to make sure our other guest is secured.”
Therin reached out and gave Jamin’s penis head a flick as she walked by. Jamin twitched, but otherwise kept his cool. He waited until they were out the door before turning to the woman they had left. His brow furrowed. “Rags?”
The young woman on the mattress was petite, very thin, and with practically no bust to speak of. Her head was topped with a the scraggliest mop of hair Jamin had ever seen, black, shoulder length, and peppered with white and golden strands. Her skin was tanned and wrinkle free, but her body was crisscrossed with numerous scars, some made by weapons, others by beasts, others by attack spells. Her right eye was missing, leaving a scarred socket in its place. He also noticed the gleam of gold that peeked out from between her pussy lips, which were moist. Jamin was certain if he felt her down there, her clit would be taught.
Jamin kneeled down next to her and put a hand on her shoulder. He gently shook her. “Hey. Rags. Wake up.”
Maggie “Rags” Ceno groaned softly and her good eye fluttered open, instantly coming to focus. The grey-blue eye was sharp and alert. “Oh, Jamin,” she said, her voice as ragged as her appearance. She sat up a bit, Jamin helping support her. Despite how scarred her body was, she moved smooth and easy. “There you are. So, found a way out of here yet?”
“If I did do you think I’d still be here?” said Jamin.
“Well, I figured you were just enjoying the hospitality,” said Rags, nodding to his penis, which was ever so eager to say hello. It even waved a little.
“Well, I got to get my jollies somehow, I guess,” said Jamin. “But what are you even doing here? This isn’t your field.”
“Your department called mine, said they were all booked up, and wanted to know if we had anyone to spare,” said Rags. “So I volunteered. Been a while since we worked together, and besides, I owe you one for that time in the Bad Lands.”
“Ah,” said Jamin. “I guess you didn’t expect to get jumped by their little mercenary crew, huh?”
“Have I mentioned how much I fucking hate fighting summoners?” said Rags. Her grin was humorless, and Jamin just nodded.
Rags’ expertise was monster hunter, and not the kind that just wanted to fuck you until either they were sated or you were broken (or both), but the kind that saw something living and did everything in its power to tear it to pieces. Jamin had fought monsters before, but his field of expertise might lead him to flush a harem of succubi out of the red light district. Rags was the person who went down into the sewers to confront the swarm of flesh-eating ghouls and their pet hell hounds. Rags’ numerous scars attested to her ability to get into the most savage of fights and come out alive. Then she’d get healed and jump right back into the fray. Eventually, of course, you could only heal someone so many times before the spells just couldn’t completely repair the damage.
“Okay, let’s get you out of here,” said Rags. She stood up and started walking to the door, then stumbled a bit. She looked down. “What the fuck?” She reached towards her sex, but was jolted by the hook, causing her to leap back, and stumble again. “What the hell is going on?”
“You got hooked,” said Jamin. He pointed to his own cock, and explained how the hook worked. Rags just looked at him incredulously.
“So, you can’t even walk right with one of these things on you?” Rags shook her head and plopped down into a cross legged position. “God, what is it with these sex freaks? Can’t they just kill people like a normal criminal?”
“All things considered, I think I’ll take getting raped over getting killed,” said Jamin.
“You’re a very disturbed man,” said Rags. “Must be why you specialize in this sort of thing. Do you get off on it or something?”
Jamin shrugged. “I dunno. You just kinda get used to it after awhile.”
Rags shook her head again, then paused. She suddenly stiffened, and opened her mouth wide, then bent over as if she were about to vomit. Jamin cocked an eyebrow as he suddenly saw two long, thin antennae poke out from her mouth. They twitched around a bit, then, slowly, a three inch wide centipede began to descend from her mouth. Its mandibles glinted dully in the light as they clacked.
Jamin turned his head. “You still let a monster centipede nest in your stomach and you call me disturbed.” Rags just waved him off. The centipede extended itself down towards Rags’ sex, the end of it still not leaving her mouth, prompting Jamin to wonder how long it was. The creature fit its mandibles around the golden hook and tugged. Rags trembled as the effort clearly caused a bit of pleasure to spike through her clit, but she maintained her cool enough to not gag or clamp down on the centipede. After a few more sharp tugs, the creature gave up and slid back into her mouth. Rags let out a gasp and a cough, then let out a low grunt of frustration.
“Celia has her uses,” she said. “Unfortunately, looks like she can’t get the hook off either.” Rags thought for a moment. “Guess she could try chewing it off…”
Jamin blanched. “Let’s try for something less drastic that castrating ourselves.”
Rags shrugged. “I haven’t felt anything down there for years. I’ve gotten sliced up and burnt on my lower half a few too many times that my nether regions just gave up eventually. One more slice off won’t kill me.”
“That’s awful,” said Jamin.
Rags shrugged again. “I dunno. You kinda get used to it after a while.”
“Touché.”
Just then, the door opened once more, and Therin, Rebecca, and the Asian woman entered. “Ah, good, she’s awake,” said Rebecca. She turned to the Asian. “Lin, grab her.”
“Keep your hands off me, bitch,” said Rags, standing up and backing away. She winced a little. Jamin frowned as he watched her; if she had been telling the truth, then her sex was supposed to be pretty much numb. But the hook still seemed to affect her, distracting her with sensations she hadn’t felt in years.
Lin pulled a thin purple ribbon out from her pocket, and flicked it upwards. Then with another flick, the ribbon lashed forward quick as a snake. Rags blocked it with her hand, dodging to the side, but she stumbled. The ribbon, moving as if of its own will, extended in length, and snagged Rag’s leg. Before she could unbind herself, the ribbon started wrapping around her, snagging her limbs and joints. With a final tug from Lin, the ribbon pulled taught, forcing Rags into a hogtied, kneeling position. She muttered a string of profanities, causing the other women to laugh.
Jamin stood and slowly inched his way towards the door. He got about three feet before Therin whirled and tossed her rings at him. Jamin curses, snatched one ring right out of the air and used it to bat the other three aside. Ignoring the pulsing of his cock, he tried to bolt for the door, but the ring in his hand snapped back, yanking him towards the ground. The other rings flew back around and snagged his other wrist and ankles, and before he knew it, he was caught again. He hit the floor face down, with and let out a tremendous breath as the wind was knocked out of him.
“Cripes, you just never learn, do you?” said Therin. “I’m starting to think you like being caught.” She made a motion with her hands, and the rings flipped Jamin over, binding him face up. His cock bobbed with the motion, bringing an amused smile to Therin’s lips.
Rags, meanwhile, was thrashing in the grip of Lin’s ribbon, but the more she thrashed, the more her body trembled and her breath was cut short by little gasps of pleasure. “Oh, fuck,” said Rags.
“You’re just defeating yourself like that, you know,” said Lin. “I mean, if you want to keep at it, by all means, less work for us. But the more you struggle, the more the hook jolts you.”
Rags forced herself to quit struggling, but by that point, Rebecca had stepped up behind her. She leaned down and reached around to Rag’s chest. Running her hands slowly over Rag’s breasts her fingers began to rub the small nipples. Rags let out a gasp. The touch was pleasing, and the sensations seemed to trigger a response in the hook, sending pulsing pleasure straight through her clit and g-spot. “You poor dear,” said Rebecca. “It’s been ages since you felt good like this. I can see it in your thoughts quite clearly.”
Rags grit her teeth and let out a groan of defiance, but it quickly became one of pleasure. “G-get out of my head, you cunt,” said Rags, even as moisture quickly collected on her pussy lips. “I’ve got… defenses…”
Rebecca chuckled. “These crude little things? They may stop a cut-rate psychic, but I’m a little more advanced than that. Lin?” Lin nodded and kneeled down in front of Rags, then reached out and touched her clit, right on the hook. Rags let out a gasp, and Lin began rubbing in slow circles. The effect was immediate, and Rags began to squirm in Lin’s binding ribbon like a worm on a fishhook. Rebecca smiled and grabbed Rags head from either side. Closing her eyes, she concentrated. Rags let out a loud wail as Rebecca tore at the psychic barriers in her mind, then started rooting around in her thoughts.
“Now, let’s see,” said Rebecca. “Good god, that’s the sort of thing you do in your job? You have it rough, girl. No wonder your body is such a wreck. Now, let’s see if we can’t put something more pleasant in there. Oh, I know. We haven’t tested how the golden hooks work when you put two people together with them on yet. Maybe I should make you fall head over heels in lust with Jamin, unable to think of anything but fucking him. Doesn’t that sound like fun?”
“Fuck off!” shouted Rags. Then, she let out a near scream as Lin inserted two fingers into her, and worked them slowly in and out. Lin leaned forward, lightly kissing and suckling Rags’ breasts. “Oooooh, god…” She squirmed her hips to match Lin’s movements.
“You have a tough will, but I’m afraid you won’t hold out long. Once you start teasing a person’s sex, you find all that resolve and tough guy training of theirs just melts away. There we go, I think I found the little node I’m looking for. The spot where all you’re dirty little fetishes lay.” Rebecca took a moment to peak inside there, then nearly jumped. “Holy god. You’re into that?! How is that even physically possible?” Rebecca looked up to Jamin and grinned. “You wouldn’t believe the things your little partner here has slept with.”
“Whatever gets you off,” said Jamin. Therin laughed. She kneeled down next to Jamin and grasped his cock, slowly stroking it. Jamin let out a gasp.
“Supposedly, if two people with the hooks on start fucking, they won’t be able to stop until someone else pulls them off,” said Therin. “Think maybe we’ll leave the two of you in here together, see how long you can fight off Rags’ amorous advances.”
“Jamiiiiin…” said Rags breathlessly.
“Th-thhen what?” said Jamin, squirming under Therin’s touch.
“Guess maybe then we’ll see how long it takes for you two to fuck each other to death,” said Therin.
“The sight of Jamin’s hard cock brings you to your knees with lust,” said Rebecca as she tinkered around with Rags fetishes. “When you see him naked, you can’t think of anything but having him inside you.”
“Keep it together Rags!” said Jamin. “Keep her out of your head!”
“Thfuck dya think I’m t-trying to… oh!” Lin’s fingers worked more quickly, and her kisses trailed up Rags’ chest, up her neck, and to her lips. As Rebecca’s mental manipulations began to take hold, Lin kissed Rags passionately, using the pleasure of intimacy to undermine any last defense she could rally. Suddenly, however, Lin jerked back with a yelp.
Rebecca paused and Therin looked over. Lin got shakily to her feet, holding out her tongue. It was slightly bleeding.
“Did she bite you?” said Therin. “She’s a vicious one.”
“N-no, not her…” said Lin softly, bringing a trembling hand to her face. “N-not…” Then she collapsed, looking pale as a ghost.
“What the hell?” said Rebecca. “What the hell did you do?!” In response, Celia darted halway out of Rags’ mouth and bit her on the hand. “Ah! Fuck!”
Therin was already on her feet, but before she could get another step, Jamin dislodged the zipper tab from the gap in his teeth, and spat it at her with as much force as he could muster. The tab struck Therin’s left temple with the force of a low caliber bullet. Not enough to cause permanent damage to physically enhance battle mage, but enough to knock her out cold.
As Therin slumped to the ground, Rebecca was reeling backwards, holding her hand. She lashed out with her mind at Rags in an attempt to knock her out, but the effort was feeble, and Rags just shuddered. Rebecca let out a choked gasp and likewise fell to the floor.
Jamin breathed deeply a few times to calm himself. Then he said, “Rags? You okay there?” Rags was struggling her way out of the ribbon, which was now slack, but had so thoroughly bound her, it was a pain in the ass getting the ties loose. After a minute, she was free, and she crawled over to Jamin. She looked a little haggard. When she glanced over his body, her gaze seemed to catch on his cock, which still twitched with excitement from Therin’s touch. “Rags!”
Rags shook her head. “S-sorry,” she said. “What’s the plan?”
“Pffft, plan,” said Jamin. “I dunno, go grab Rebecca and drag her over here. Actually, no wait. I assume Celia poisoned them, right?” Rags nodded. “How long does that stuff last?”
“Couple hours,” said Rags. She glanced to Therin. “Want me to do her to?”
“You’d better,” said Jamin. “Should could wake up any second.”
“Got it,” said Rags. She let Celia drop onto Therin and bite her, then went over to Rebecca and pulled the unconscious woman’s body over to Jamin’s. Rags had to stop and collect her breath from the hook’s ministrations. She forced herself not to look at Jamin as she did. “Okay… now what?”
“Grab Rebecca’s hand, see if you can pry the hook off with her fingers or something,” said Jamin.
Rags swallowed. “Okay…” she manipulated Rebecca’s hand to clasp around Jamin’s cock head and tried to position her fingers to pull on the hook. Jamin let out a breath, and Rags flushed. She bite her tongue until she tasted blood to resist the urge to stroke him. Instead, she pulled Rebecca’s hand up, which in turn pulled the hook. For a tenuous moment, the hook stayed attached. Then, it slipped off.
Jamin let out a sigh of relief. “Well, what do you know, it actually worked! Okay, now let’s get these rings off me.” He paused as Rags grasped his cock again, this time directly. Jamin stiffened. “Rags, stop.” Rags didn’t stop, but began to stroke. “Rags, stop!”
Rags shook her head. “You need to cum,” she said. “You need to cum, and I want to see you cum. I have to see you cum for me!”
“Oh, man, Rebecca got you bad, didn’t she,” said Jamin.
“You think I like this any more than you do?” said Rags. She lowered her mouth to his cock and licked it. “Oh…” she sighed. “Nothing against you…” she kissed his cock “I just don’t…” she licked it again, “get into …” (kiss) “human men…” (lick) “Very much…” (kiss) “but I just…” (kiss) “can’t seem to…” (lick) “help myself…” (kiss) “Just let me…” (lick) “do this…” She took his cock all the way into her mouth and began to bob her head up and down. Crazily, he swore he could feel Celia’s antenna tickling his cock head as it reached the back of her throat.
“Fine,” said Jamin, a little shakily. “H-happy to oblige…” He let out a loud gasp. The pleasure, while no longer enhanced by the hook, was very intense due to the sheer amount of teasing and edge riding he’d been through. It took only seconds for him to cum. With a shout, he exploded into Rag’s mouth, pumping burst after burst of his seed down her throat. Then, even when he was spent, she didn’t stop, just continued to suck him and move her tongue against him, completely caught up in her oral service. Unfortunately, this only tormented his now too-sensitive penis post orgasm. “St-stop! Rags, that’s enough, stop!”
Rags somehow found it in her to tear herself away. She closed her eyes, breath heavy, and took a moment to compose herself. “There,” she said. “I think I’m okay. For now.”
“I’ll give you a good long fuck when we’re done here, if you need it,” said Jamin. “Now, get me out of these rings.”
Rags checked him over. “I’m not really sure how.”
“That woman there snaps her fingers to activate them,” said Jamin. “Try that.”
“Try what?” said Rags.
“Snapping her fingers,” said Jamin.
“I don’t think that’s going to work,” said Rags.
“Why not?” said Jamin.
“I can’t just snap her fingers for her, that takes some precise muscle control,” said Rags.
“Have you ever tried it?”
“Well, no, but… look, you’re a mage, don’t you know counter spells for these sort of things?”
“Yes, but I have an anti-magic sigil tattooed onto my back.”
“Sigils only work if they’re intact. Roll over.”
“Rags, I can’t roll over till I get these rings off.”
“Stop being such a pussy and roll over.” Jamin took an annoyed breath, then concentrated all his remaining strength into lifting his left arm. He managed to get it a few inches off the ground. Rags reached over and put her strength into lifting him up. The effort send pleasure thrumming through her body, and she could only help for a few moments. It was enough to shift Jamin’s arm back, so he could twist himself, revealing enough of his back to expose the sigil.
Rags, breathing heavily, looked at the circular design, swallowed, and said, “Okay, bare with me, this is going to hurt.”
“What are you going to do, cut me or somethi—OW! Jesus fuck!”
Rags came up, blood dripping from her mouth. “Sorry,” she said. She watched as the sigil, now broken by the bite she’d made, dissolved away. “Okay, that should do it.”
“God damn it!” his Jamin. He concentrated for a moment, and felt the power of his aura returning. He flexed outward with it, focusing it on the binding rings, feeling their mystic structure. Then, he sensed the tripping points in their mechanism and with another flex of his aura, snapped the binding spell. The rings expanded enough for him to slip out of them, and they clattered uselessly to the ground.
Jamin stood and stretched, and noticed with some relief as his cock slowly shrank down. He used his power again to cast a small heal spell on his back, closing the wound of Rags’ bite. He turned to Rags, who was eyeing him rather intently. She caught his glance, and she looked away. “God, this is so annoying,” she said. “Just looking at you is getting me crazy wet.”
“Yeah, I have that effect,” he said with a wry smile.
“Can we get this damned thing off me?” said Rags. Jamin had her kneel down next to Rebecca, and maneuvered the psychic’s hand to grasp the golden hook in Rags pussy. As his fingers brushed her sex, Rags clutched at Jamin’s arm and gasped. She squirmed a bit, clearly fighting not to buck her hips. “H-hurry it up!”
“Sorry,” said Jamin. He pinched the golden hook between Rebecca’s fingers and tried to pull. Her fingers slipped off. Jamin frowned and tried again, then again, making sure he had a firm grip each time.
“Quit fucking around, you ass!” cursed Rags.
“Rebecca said only the one who put it on can take it off,” said Jamin. “It must not be her.” He looked to the other two unconscious women. “Lin sure seemed to get into it with you. Maybe it was her?” Jamin dragged Lin over, but that failed to work as well. He tried Therin and still, nothing.
Rags was trembling and had broken out into a sweat from all the touching by then, and she pounced on Jamin. “Oh, god, please…” she gasped. “Please, just fuck me, I can’t take it anymore!” She tried impaling herself on his cock, but he was still soft, and so she settled for humping against his right thigh. Jamin was knocked back. Rags, gasping a gyrating against his legs, clutched at him desperately. “Please, Jamin, just fuck me.”
“I’d love to, Rags, but remember, only the person who put it on you can will you cum,” said Jamin. “If I fucked you, it would just drive you crazier. Now get off me.”
Rags balled her hands into fists and pounded the wall, but couldn’t seem to stop herself. Jamin sighed, and knew he couldn’t be gentle to snap her out of it. He shoved her off hard enough to hit the far wall. She was tough enough, that wouldn’t really hurt her, but it did knock the wind out of her. Slightly dazed, her hands instinctively reached for her pussy, but the hook jolted her with a series of shocks. This, combined with the throw, seemed to knock her somewhat back to her senses. Rags, catching her breath, slowly stood. “God, is this what it’s like for you all the time with these missions?”
“Sometimes,” said Jamin. “Sometimes, I’m lucky and I can get everything done without getting captured and raped. Sometimes, though it’s worse. I appreciate you coming to get me. Last time I got this thoroughly captured, I ended up trapped in a monster girl maze for a month.” Jamin stood and grabbed the sleeve of Rebecca’s shirt, and wiped his leg off with it. He went up to the door, finding the edge, and extending his aura through the crack to pull it slightly open. He thought for a moment, trying to figure out his next move.
“How are we going to get out of here?” said Rags.
“I dunno,” said Jamin. “No offense, but you’re going to really slow me down as you are. And we don’t know who hooked you; until we do, we can’t get you free, and we can’t even get you off to clear your head.” He paused. “I may have to stash you somewhere.”
“Jesus, just let me cut this damn thing off,” said Rags. “Then you can heal me with your magic, and we can go.”
“We don’t even know if that’s going to work,” said Jamin. “And my healing magic isn’t that great. It supplements my own healing factor, it’s not so good for rebuilding other people’s organs.”
Rags cursed. “I’ll take what I can get. Then I’ll get some better help later.”
Jamin let out a sigh. “There’s no guarantee we’ll make it out of here to even get you better help.” He turned. “Can you really not just tough it out?”
Rags bit her lip. “Jamin, that psychic bitch has made it so I look at you, and I can barely think straight, and the hook keeps responding to that, and I haven’t felt sensations like this in I don’t know how long…”
Jamin nodded. “Okay, okay. I get it. But you know, getting the hook off isn’t going to erase what Rebecca did.”
“It should make it barable.” Rags gave him a fierce look. “Well? You going to help me, or do I have to make Celia chew it off?”
Jamin blanched. “God,” he said. He crouched down and held out the palm of his hand. From the palm formed a blade of thin white light. “I say again: and you call me disturbed.” He grasped the small blade like a scalpel. “You can bite down on me if you need to.”
Rags grabbed Jamin’s arm and guided it to her. She leaned forward and clamped her teeth down on Jamin’s shoulder. Jamin took a breath to steady himself and began the make shift surgery…
The Erotic Misadventures of Jamin Frey: Golden Hook Part 3
Re: The Erotic Misadventures of Jamin Frey: Golden Hook Part
fantastic as always 