Chapter 5
When we landed in Las Vegas it was in the middle of the night and there was a black limousine waiting for us on the tarmac.
“Let’s go, we have work to do,” said Supergirl and got up.
Inside the limousine was a manila envelope which she gave to me. I opened it and found a passport, credits cards, a driver’s license, all in the name of Lisa Compton, aged twenty-one. I realized the age was meant to let me into any bar, restaurant, nightclub in the world. If I had been made to be eighteen, it wouldn’t have worked.
Supergirl took the license from me and after looking at it, she said, “Hi Lisa, nice to meet you.”
I laughed and put it all into a small purse she had lent me.
“The credit cards work and you have around a hundred thousand in credit,” she said as the car began to move.
“Holy shit, why would I need so much?”
“Oh, you never know what life brings you.”
“Where are we going now?”
She leaned back in the seat and gave me a seductive smile. “We are going to see how good you are at seducing men.”
“Oh, well, I have never had a boyfriend so I don’t think I’m very good at it.”
“Don’t worry; I am sure you are a natural.”
She was dressed similar to me but instead of a black leather jacket, hers was burgundy and slightly longer.
As the car slowly drove down the strip I marveled at all the bigger than life hotels and casinos. My nose was pressed to the window and when I realized we were leaving the downtown area I turned to Supergirl.
“Where are we going?”
“I thought we’d go to one of the seedier casinos, it’s not as profitable but easier.”
“Okay.”The limousine dropped us off at a corner and Supergirl told the driver to go and park and that she would call him when he was needed.
While she spoke to him I looked around. In front of me was a small casino with no hotel attached to it. Across was a bigger establishment which did have a hotel. The other two corners had bars and restaurants.
Once inside the casino we continued up to the bar where she ordered a gin tonic and I a soda water with lime. I wanted to have a clear head if I was going to work.
Supergirl sipped from her drink and looked out over the tables and chairs around us. There were maybe fifty people in the bar with men being the majority. At the end of the bar sat three girls who from the way they were dressed I figured were hookers. They eyed us and their looks weren’t very kind. I figured they thought we were the competition.
Supergirl tapped me on the shoulder. “See the guy over there, leaning against the pillar?”
I followed her gaze. The man was in his late thirties, wore jeans, a plaid shirt and a white Stetson hat. Your typical cowboy.
“Yeah?”
“I want you to go over to him and make him invite you for a drink; if he does you sit down with him.”
“Okay, what about you?”
She smiled. “I’ll be here watching your back. Those bitches at the end of the bar don’t look so friendly.
I was surprised that she had noticed them since she had had her back to them since we came in.
“How did you know?”
She winked. “You will learn. Now, go over to him and do your thing.”
My stomach tightened and my hands were clammy as I began the short walk. When I reached him I said, “Hi, what’s your name?”
He was a lot taller than I and when he looked down at me his smile reminded me of a wolf watching his prey.
“Well, hello, pretty little lady. My name is Rick, what’s yours?”
“Lisa.”
“And what are you doing here all by yourself?”
“I’m here with a friend, but I thought you looked so handsome in that hat?”
He took it off. “Oh, this old thing?”
“Yeah, you look so manly.”
He chuckled and then he put his hand on my ass. I froze and in my mind all the men that had abused me flashed by. I slapped his hand away and stormed back to Supergirl.”
“Hey, come back here,” I heard him call after me.
When I reached the bar, Supergirl took my arm and whispered. “What happened?”
I felt tears welling up in my eyes and I was sobbing when I said, “I couldn’t do it when he touched me I froze. All those men in the past, the memories came back.”
She took a serviette from its holder and gave it to me. “Dry your eyes and come with me.”
When we were outside she said, “Lisa, I know this is hard for you, it was for me too, but you have to take all that anger and fear and used it against them. Focus, and think about that you are getting revenge for all the things men have done to you in the past.”
I breathed deeply a few times while wiping my tears. “Yeah!… Yeah, you’re right.”
She kissed me on the forehead and then said, “Good girl, now, let’s go across the street and this time I’ll show how it’s done, okay?”
“Okay.”
Again we stood by the bar and Supergirl was reading the men around us. She zoomed in on a lonely guy two stools to our right. She whispered in my ear, “Stay here and watch. When I feel the moment is right, I’ll call you over.”
She left me and walked up to the guy and put her hand on his shoulder. She stood so that I could see her face and his back. I couldn’t hear what she said but what I saw amazed me.
She would one second lean in almost touching his cheek with her lips, and the next she leaned back laughing at something he said. Her hands were either touching his arms or his legs, never sexual but always there. She would play with her hair or nibble on her lower lip as she listened to what he said. This went on for about fifteen minutes before she said something to him and then waved for me to come over.
“Lisa, this is my new friend Jake.”
He was in his forties; square-jawed with a short haircut and a diamond stud in his right ear. The suit he wore looked expensive, and that made him different from the other men in this place.
“Well… Hello, Lisa. Aren’t you a beautiful woman,” his voice dark and soft.
“Hi, Jake, nice to meet you.”
Supergirl leaned against the bar and said to him, “Why don’t we take this little party up to your room?”
Jake licked his lips before saying, “And there is no money involved?”
Supergirl giggled. “What do you take us for, hookers?”
“No, no, never, I just wanted to be sure.”
“I promise,” she said and took him by the arm.
While he paid she whispered in my ear, “Whatever happens in the room, stay cool, and don’t panic.”
I nodded and when Jake turned we took him under his arm and the three of us headed to the elevators.
Chapter 6
His room was on the top floor, big and with windows facing the strip. It must have been one of the suites because it had a living room and two bedrooms with attached bathrooms.
“Are you here by yourself?” asked Supergirl after taking in the room.
“Yeah, I come down here a few times a month to blow off steam. My work is quite stressful.”
Supergirl sat down on one of the overstuffed chairs and I sat down opposite her. Jake went over to the mini bar and began mixing drinks.
“Just a water for me,” I said.
“Coming up. By the way, I am a police detective with the LAPD.”
I turned to Supergirl who sat cool as a cucumber with a sultry smile on her face. When she noticed my stare, she made a small gesture with her hand, don’t worry, it seemed to say.
I was almost pissing my panties with fear. What was she doing? We needed to get out of there as soon as possible. I knew I had to calm down so I got up and went into one of the bedrooms. When I closed the door I heard Supergirl giggle at something Jake had said. She was crazy.
I used the toilet and after washing my hands I looked at myself in the mirror. I didn’t recognize the woman looking back at me. She was so pretty, with full lips, perfect makeup and shiny hair. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Then I went back outside.
What I saw when I entered the living room made my jaw drop. Supergirl was kneeling between Jake’s legs and had his cock in her mouth. He had his clothes off and sat with his eyes closed.
Supergirl must have sensed me because she came up for a breath of air and said, “Lisa, why don’t you come over here and join the fun. I need a good lick.”
I stood still not really hearing her but when she cleared her throat, I moved forward as if I was sleep walking. She had gone back to sucking Jake and she was making a lot of wet noises. He saw me and smiled lazily.
Kneeling behind Supergirl I helped her off with her jeans and panties and when they were gone, I cupped her pussy from behind, letting my middle finger run along her moist slit. She moaned and pushed her ass against my finger as it slid in. Tight, warm and wet it actually turned me on. I figured I could forget the man in the room and focus on her.
I lay down so my head was between her lips and began licking her pussy. Her moans became louder and she began to rub her sex against my mouth a nose.
Suddenly Jake moaned loudly and then gasped a few times. I sucked on Supergirl’s clit and she tensed as an orgasm rushed through her body making her sit down harder on my face.
With a slurp, she took Jake’s cock out of her mouth and got up. “Wow, you sure had a lot of cum in those balls.”
I wasn’t sure what to do, so I stayed put on the floor.
“Yeah, it has been a while, the wife doesn’t really like giving me head,” he said and got up.
“You are married?” she said.
“Yes, ten years now, but the sex sucks.”
I watched as she caressed his cheek and gave him a cum-flavored kiss on the cheek.
“Go and get cleaned up, I’ll make us some fresh drinks and then later we can get the real fucking going.”
He laughed and shook his head. “You are crazy, but I love it.”
When he had left the room Supergirl got her bag and from it, she took a vial. Making a new drink for Jake she emptied the liquid in the glass and stirred.
When she turned to me she said, “What the hell are you still doing on the floor, get up. We are out of here as soon as he is knocked out.”
I scrambled up and brushed my hair with my fingers before sitting down on one of the chairs.
Jake came out with a grin on his face and when Supergirl gave him the drink and sipped from hers, he downed it in one go.
“Alright, I’m ready ladies, let’s fuck.”
“Give me a minute, I want to finish my drink baby,” said Supergirl.
What happened next really surprised me. Jake stood by the bedroom door, half leaning against the frame looking at me. Suddenly his eyes went blank and he slid to the floor where he lay motionless.
“Okay, let’s see what he’s got. I’ll check his pants and you do the bedroom.”
I found a laptop and a mobile phone which I took with me into the living room. Supergirl was counting cash and when she saw me she said, “leave that, I got just over two thousand in cash, let’s go.”
I looked back at Jake and asked her, “How long will he be out for?”
“Six, maybe seven hours. When he comes to he will have a vague memory of meeting a couple of women in the bar, but that’s it.”
I closed the hotel room door behind me and we walked across the thick carpet to the elevators.
“Supergirl?”
“Yeah, what is it?”
“You still have cum on your cheek.”
Chapter 7
After that night everything turned into a blur. Airports, hotels, conferences, sex, alcohol, more sex and money, so much money. It surprised me how much cash wealthy men carry with them. I guess it was to show off but Supergirl and I took it all. In New York, we scored a hundred grand from a dealer in antique watches. In Miami, we scored another hundred and fifty in cash from a drug dealer. That was dangerous but we didn’t know he was a dealer until I found three pounds of white powder under the bed in his hotel room. We quickly got out of town.
In June we found ourselves in Houston, Texas. There was an antique car auction held in the city and Supergirl figured there was money to be made.
“You are so soft,” she moaned as she licked my pussy.
“Mm, and you make me crazy, please let me come.” I moaned.
She had been at it for almost half an hour and kept pulling back when I was on the verge of coming.
“No, not yet.”
Her tongue worked my clit and I grabbed the sheets harder, arching my back. The hotel room was quiet apart from my moans and the soft humming of the air conditioner.
“Yes, yes, please, Supergirl, I beg you.”
She giggled and took my clit between her lips.
“Yes, yes, thank you,” I almost screamed as she finally let me release my orgasm.
I lay panting on the bed as she got up and walked over to the window. After looking out she turned back to me.
“Lisa, we are going to Europe tomorrow.”
I sat up, my naked body covered in a film of sweat. The air conditioner in the cheap motel wasn’t working properly and the room was hot.
“Why?”
She sat down next to me stroking my thigh and playing with my still hard nipple.
“The French Riviera, its summer now and the super rich go there to show off their money.”
“Okay, what about the job here?”
“We’ll still do it, but right after we’re flying out.”
“How long do we have before we have to leave?” I asked.
She checked her phone. “A little over an hour.”
I put my arms around her neck and pulled her towards me. Whispering in her ear I said, “Good, that gives me time to eat you out.”
*****
“Oh Lord you girls are hot tonight,” said the man lying on the bed.
His name was Jock, he was in his late fifties with a large beer belly and a thick mustache. He reminded me of a seedy car salesman, which he in fact was. But not of the normal brands you find on car lots all over the country. Jock was a specialist, he only dealt in American muscle cars from the sixties and earlier. That evening he had sold a couple for a good amount of money.
He was naked and Supergirl was riding him. Her nails dug into his fleshy chest and I leaned forward to kiss her. I was straddling his face and his mustache tickled like crazy while he licked my pussy and asshole.
I gave Supergirl a look and she nodded while her face contorted slightly as her first orgasm ran through her body.
“Ah, ah, Jock, you made me come, oh God, that felt good,” she said and rolled off him.
That was my cue. I got off his face and went down to his cock which I slid between my lips. It tasted of his pre-cum and Supergirl’s juices. By now I had overcome the struggle at being with men. I just pushed my feelings to the back of my head and thought about the money.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Supergirl preparing a drink and I knew what was coming. Grabbing Jock’s cock I began to stroke him while sucking on the cock head. His breathing became harder and faster before he finally shot his load. I got his cock out of my mouth and the thick cum welled out of the cock head and over my fingers.
“There you go, baby,” she said and handed him a glass.
“Thank you, my dear, that’s very kind of you.”
I got up and went to the bathroom where I washed my hands. When I came back out Jock was knocked out on the bed and Supergirl was grabbing the briefcase with the money from under the bed.
“Ready?” she said.
“Yes, let’s get the fuck out of here, France is waiting for us,” I said and gave her a quick kiss on her lips.
“God, you taste of cock, you need to carry some gum with you.”
I laughed. “Just so you know, I can still smell your pussy, you must be dripping wet.”
Chapter 8
When we had landed at the Nice airport, Supergirl led the way down the steps and to my surprise the Captain and the purser followed us down the stairs. The captain was called Kelly and he was a very laid back man in his late forties. The purser was called Sammy and he was around thirty or just under. They were both good looking and fit men and very quiet. I think I had spoken maybe twice to them for any longer than five minutes since I had met Supergirl. They always stayed with the plane or if we were in town for longer than a night they would check into a different hotel than ours.
“What’s Kelly and Sammy doing, and why aren’t we taking any suitcases with us?” I asked as we walked along the tarmac towards the customs area for private jets.
“They are coming with us, this is a complicated operation and we need the backup. As far as clothes, we will buy what we need.”
Inside the customs building, we showed our passports which the lazy officials hardly looked at. They looked more at Supergirl and me which was understandable dressed in our short matching red dresses and fuck-me heels.
To my surprise, Kelly walked over to a car rental office and after a while, he came back with car keys and a grin.
“What are you smiling at?” said Supergirl.
“A Mercedes, AMG 55.”
“Okay, let’s go.”
We found the sleek black car on the second floor of the parking garage and after getting in whith Sammy as the driver I asked, “Where are we going?”
Supergirl and I sat in the back and she put her hand on my thigh. “I have rented us a villa outside of town.”
“Oh, no hotel?”
“No, I thought we might as well relax since we will be here for a few days. And the guys need proper beds after sleeping on the plane.”
Sammy put the car in gear and we almost flew down the ramp making the wheels screeched. I held on for dear life as the car speed out of the garage and onto a road leading us to the highway.
“Wow, that is nice,” I said staring at the house.
We had driven for half an hour and when we finally arrived at the house located on a hill with an amazing view of the ocean in the background and valleys around it. We had stopped on the way to buy clothes, food, and drink. Supergirl and I had several bags with expensive items inside and the guys carried the groceries. It almost felt like a normal family on holiday, but it wasn’t.
“I like it, let’s go inside. Everyone freshens up and we can meet by the pool for drinks,” said Supergirl.
I turned to her. “It has a pool?”
“Yeah, why?”
“I didn’t bring a bikini.”
She took my hand and said, “You can go skinny dipping, I am sure Sammy and Kelly wouldn’t mind, would you guys?”
They both shook their heads slowly as their eyes moved over my body. To my surprise, it didn’t feel creepy.
******
I was floating on the surface letting the warm sun lick my body. Supergirl lay on a sun bed with a drink next to her.
“Hello, ladies,” said Kelly when he and Sammy walked out on the terrace carrying a beer each. They were dressed just like Supergirl and me, which meant they were naked.
Kelly had a thick cock with heavy balls and a big bush around the base. Sammy’s was shorter and slimmer and he had his pubic hair shaved.
“Lisa, could you come out of the pool,” said Supergirl.
By the time I was out Sammy and Kelly had sat down on a bed in front of her. I sat down next to her and she said, “Okay, this is the plan. Kelly, you are our driver, Sammy you get to be the bodyguard.”
“Why do we need one?” I asked.
“So the guys think we have money and are important, that way they won’t be on the defensive. If they think we are rich, they don’t feel threatened.”
“Makes sense,” I said.
“Trust me.” Supergirl put her hand on my thigh and I felt more than saw how it moved along it caressing my skin until it reached my pussy.
I gasped as her finger slid along my slit. The two men moved and they were both sporting full hard-ons.
“Wow, just look at that,” said Supergirl.
She was still caressing me and my words came out a bit slurred. “Are those for us?”
Kelly grabbed his shaft and slowly stroked it a few times before saying, “If you want them?”
I looked at Supergirl who smiled and then I said to Kelly and Sammy, “I would love some cock in me.”
They spread a few towels on the ground and then Supergirl and I slipped into a sixty-nine position with me on top.
“Oh, yes, yes, that’s super nice,” I said when Kelly filled me up from behind. His cock stretching me and at the same time, Supergirl was licking my clit like a crazy woman. I could hear Kelly’s balls slap into her head as he went to town.
“Oh, ah, yes, yes,” I moaned and for a moment I forgot licking her clit.
“Lisa, get down there!”
“Sorry.”
Kelly’s cock was so good that I came within minutes and when he pulled out and emptied his balls over my lower back and ass, I slumped down, my face only inches from Sammy cock which he continued to pound into Supergirl.
“Oh God, Sammy, yes, yes, harder, harder,” she moaned.
Even though I was still on top of her, she managed to arch her back as she came and bit into my inner thigh.
“Ouch, what the fuck? That’s going to leave a mark.”
I had hardly finished the sentence when Sammy pulled out and his cum shot over my face and Supergirl’s pussy.
“Wow, I needed that after the long flight and drive,” said Supergirl when we had stood up. Looking at her phone she continued, “Let’s all rest and then we can meet in the living room at six.”
They guys left while she and I picked up the towels. I asked her, “Have you fucked Kelly and Sammy before?”
Without turning she said, “It has happened in the past, but it’s nothing I do often.”
When we were in our room we took a long shower together but when Supergirl tried to finger fuck me I begged her to stop. I was so tired and the previous sex had drained the last of my strength. I needed rest and then good food.
Chapter 9
At six we assembled in the living room. Kelly was driving so he didn’t drink but Supergirl, myself and Sammy had a drink in our hands.
“To the north is Monaco which I want to stay away from,” said Supergirl.
“Why, there has to be loads of rich guys there?” I said after trying my drink.
“That’s true, but there is also more competition. During this time of the year hustlers and con artists flock to the Riviera. No, we should go south towards Antibes, Cannes and maybe as far as St. Tropez.”
“I understand that it has become popular for the mega rich to anchor outside the smaller towns and stay away from the more popular places,” said Kelly.
Supergirl slowly nodded her head. “You’re right, let’s try one of those. Is everyone ready?”
She wore a black strapless cocktail dress, heels, and her hair was flowing down her back. I wore a similar dress but in pink and the guys wore Armani suits, white shirts, and red ties.”
“I think we’re all set,” said Sammy and left his glass on the table.”
“Okay, good luck everyone, and stay safe,” said Supergirl before finishing her drink.
******
“What about those two?” I said and nodded towards wo men who had gotten out of a Porsche.
“That’s a rental.”
I turned to Supergirl. “How do you know that?”
“Look carefully and you will see a small sticker on the rear window.”
I turned back to the sleek sports car and she was right. There was a small circular sticker, hardly noticeable if you didn’t know where to look.
“Those guys don’t have the kind of money we’re looking for.”
I sighed and sipped my wine. We had been sitting at the bar for almost an hour now and I was getting bored. Supergirl had chosen a town with a name I couldn’t even pronounce and after parking, she and I and Sammy had walked down to the marina where the rich liked to hang out. She picked a bar close to where the bigger yachts were moored and we sat down. Sammy was two tables behind us nursing his third soft drink. Looking over at him I saw he was as bored as I was.
“Patience, honey, patience,” said Supergirl and put her hand on my thigh.
“Okay, but my ass is feeling numb from sitting.”
She giggled. “Well, your cute ass has to wait. We never chase the men, they have to come to us.”
“Uh-huh.”
All around us sat men and women dressed in expensive clothes. I’d say the average age was around forty. The night was filled with the sound of music, chatter, and glasses being touched. People laughed and some spoke louder to be heard over their friends. I was about to wave to the waiter for another drink when Supergirl said, “Heads up, here is something.”
I looked towards the marina and saw a sleek speed boat gliding to a stop. In it were three men, two big and burly and the third younger, and dressed in a white suit. The boat moored and when the men stepped up onto the walkway in front of the bar I noticed that the younger man wore several thick gold rings on his fingers.
“He must be from the middle east,” whispered Supergirl.
“How do you know?”
“The way he is dressed, those dark eyes and the amount of bling he is wearing. He is young, so I guess his daddy is paying for all of it.”
She was right, he couldn’t be more than twenty-fiv, at the most. With black, slicked back hair, a large hooked nose, and high cheekbones. He was a handsome young man, that was for sure.
He looked around and then said something to the two men who nodded. When he turned back to the bar his eyes surveyed the area and when he saw me he took a double take. Our eyes met and he smiled, showing white teeth. He spoke to the man to his left and then came straight towards the table at which we sat.
“Hello, can I invite you for a drink?” he said standing in front of us.
His voice was soft with an accent. His dark eyes bore into mine and I had to look away.
“Sure, why not?” said Supergirl and gestured for him to sit down.
The two men who were with him sat down at another table, not taking their eyes off him.
“My name is Abdul.”
“This is Lisa and I am Anna,” said Supergirl, using the name in her passport.
“Please to meet you. Such beauties as yourselves are hard to find,” said Abdul and waved to a waiter. He came over and after ordering Abdul turned back to us.
“What are you doing here?”
I let Supergirl do the talking while I sat quiet and looked sexy.
“We’re on a European tour,” she said.
“Ah, alone?”
She gestured to Sammy. “No, we are with him.”
“Oh, I see, is he your boyfriend?”
She laughed. “No, he is our babysitter.”
“I don’t understand,” said Abdul frowning.
“It’s a joke, he watches us, you know, for security, like your men watch you.”
“Ah, I see. My father and I just arrived from Monaco, our yacht is moored outside. He wanted to rest but I decided to go ashore.”
“Are you here on vacation?” she said.
“Yes, and no, my father does business here and there.”
The way he said it made me think that Daddy wasn’t one hundred percent legal in his business ventured. So much better, criminals didn’t call the cops if they were robbed.
Our drinks arrived and while Abdul told us about his week in Monaco I wondered what this would lead too. Was he worth the time, or would it be better to leave and go to a better place?
I got up and excused myself saying I needed to visit the ladies room. On my way there I nodded to Sammy who got up and followed me inside.
“This is a waste of time,” I told him when we met outside the bathroom.
“You have to trust Supergirl, she knows what she’s doing.”
I sighed. “Okay, I guess you’re right.”
When I sat down again Supergirl took my hand in hers and said, “Guess what, Abdul just invited us for drinks on his yacht, doesn’t that sound like fun?”
“What about Sammy?” I asked.
Abdul said, “Bring your man with you, he can have something to eat with my men.”
“Okay, why not?”
He smiled and said, “and you can meet my father, I am sure he will be pleased to meet such beautiful ladies.
Chapter 10
After a ten-minute boat ride, we reached a yacht about two hundred feet long with three floors and a helicopter on a helipad at the stern.
I gave Supergirl a glance and she mouthed “jackpot” before turning to Abdul.
“Are you sure your father will be okay with us coming on board?”
“Of course, he loves to meet new people.”
When we stood on the deck Abdul said to Sammy, “Why don’t you go with my men while I take the ladies to the salon.”
Sammy turned to Supergirl who nodded.
“Follow me,” said Abdul and lead the way inside the yacht.
When we reached the salon, I was amazed by the size and the luxury it held. White leather chairs and sofas, glass tables, a large LED TV and a full bar was just part of the room. There was also a wall-to-wall aquarium where brightly colored fish swam. Art from famous painters hung on the walls and I guessed they were originals.
Abdul picked up a phone and said something in his native language. When he turned back he smiled. “My father is on his way, a drink maybe?”
“Sure, I’ll have a gin tonic,” said Supergirl and sat down in one of the overstuffed chairs.
“White wine for me, please,” I said, before sitting down opposite her.
Supergirl watched Abdul for a second where he stood at the other side of the salon. Then she turned to me.
“Okay, these guys will have expensive watches and maybe cash on hand. We have to get them to take us to their bedrooms, that’s where they will keep the good stuff.”
“What if it’s in a safe?”
After checking on Abdul she said, “No, they like to have easy access, it will be in a drawer.”
I was about to say something when two things happened. One, Abdul turned towards us with our drinks and an older man walked in through a side door.
“Ah, my father, Mustafa. Father, this is Anna and Lisa, they are here on a European tour and have decided to visit with us.”
The older man stood a head taller than his son, wide shoulders, a thick mustache and short slicked back hair. He wore a tailored black suit and on his fingers were even more gold rings than his son had. These guys loved their bling, that was for sure, I thought.
When he spoke his voice was dark and soft, like liquid night. “Ladies, it is a pleasure to have you on board.”
“What will you drink, Father,” said Abdul.
“A whiskey, son.”
Mustafa sat down on the sofa and stared at us. The silence grew a bit uncomfortable before Supergirl broke it.
“Abdul told us you have come from Monaco. We’ll be leaving for there tomorrow.”
He waved his hand slowly in the air and said, “Bah, it is not what it used to be. Now it’s all full of the newly rich. They have no class, none whatsoever.”
“Well, we want to see the famous Casino.”
“Do you gamble?” said Mustafa with a raised eyebrow.
“Yes, I prefer Texas Hold’em Poker.”
I was surprised since she had never told me she gambled.
Abdul came back with his and his father’s drinks and when he sat down Mustafa turned to his son.
“They say they gamble, what do you think, a game of strip poker maybe?” he said and laughed.
Abdul grinned like an idiot and said, “Sounds good, what do you think?” The question was aimed at Supergirl like if I wasn’t even there. I guessed they had figured out I was the follower.
“Sure, why not?” she said and winked at Mustafa.
Abdul got up and went over to a drawer under the aquarium and when he came back he placed a deck of cards on the table. “Five card poker, no jokers.”
“Cool,” said Supergirl.
I had never played poker but I had watched Sammy and Kelly do it, so I knew more or less how it worked.
Things went to shit in a heartbeat. After five hands Supergirl and I were down to our panties and the men had only lost their jackets. My nipples were erect and I felt their eyes burning on my skin. Supergirl giggled like a teenager and cooed. “Lisa, why don’t you join me in the ladies room, we need a new strategy.”
The men laughed and stood when we trotted off on high heels after Abdul had told us where the bathroom was.
“What the fuck are we doing?” I said when we were alone.
“We are making thm comfortable. As soon as we are naked, they have won and then we take them to a bedroom.”
“What? All of us together, will they go for that?”
She added some lipstick and then said, “Yes, these two clowns have done this before, I can feel it.”
“Okay, I hope you know what you are doing.”
After she had put her lipstick back in her purse she said, “Listen, Lisa. We fuck them, drug them, and then clean out their rooms. After that, we pick up Sammy and have one of the guards take us back to the shore. We tell him the father and son are sleeping, easy peasy.”
“Right,” I said but I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Three hands later and Supergirl and I were naked and the men laughed.
“Ah, you are not very good, maybe you shouldn’t go to Monaco,” said Mustafa while ogling Supergirl’s bouncy boobs.
“Yeah, maybe you are right, but I have a suggestion,” she said.
“And what might that be,” said Abdul.
Supergirl leaned back in her chair and let her fingers run along her slit before saying. “I think you two have earned a real prize. What about if we all retire together somewhere more private?”
Mustafa looked at his son and said, “Do you remember St. Thomas, last year?”
A grin grew on Abdul’s face and he said, “Yes, I do, the twins were marvelous.”
The father and son got up and we followed behind them. Supergirl grabbed her clothes and so did I; we might need to make a quick escape.
******
I unbuttoned Abdul’s shirt and then opened his pants. His cock was hard and poked against his black briefs. As they came off his shaft popped out and I took it in my hand before running my tongue around the cock head.
“Mm, good, good,” moaned Abdul as I took him as deep as I could.
I glanced over at Supergirl who was between Mustafa’s legs on the giant bed. She was slurping away and Mustafa’s dick which was longer but thinner than his son’s.
I moved on my knees as Abdul moved backward until he reached the bed. He got on it and I took up position between his legs. Father and son lay next to each other and I and Supergirl went down on them, making sure we had their full attention.
While we sucked and slurped on their cocks we fingered each other giving the men a bit of a show which they seemed to like.
After a while, Mustafa pulled Supergirl up and she straddled his cock and slowly let it slide into her pussy.
“Ah, you’re tight, I love it,” moaned the older man while holding on to her hips. Supergirl began to ride him with such force her ass slapped against his upper thighs and groin.
Abdul pushed me away and then turned me over so I was on all fours and he was behind me. I reached between my legs and grabbed his shaft guiding it to my pussy but he laughed and said, “No, I want to fuck your ass.”
“Ah, ah,” I gasped as he penetrated me hard and began to thrust into me.
“I love asses,” he moaned while I massaged his balls.
Next, to us Mostafa began to gasp and moan as Supergirl drove him to his first orgasm.
“Oh, woman, you drive me crazy with your pussy,” he said and closed his eyes.
By now Abdul had switched and was inside my cunt, holding onto my hips so hard I could feel his nails digging into my flesh.
“Yes, yes, take it, take it, take it,” he almost shouted as he emptied his balls inside me.
At the same time Mustafa came and with a roar, he shot his load into Supergirl who slumped down on his chest.
“Oh, baby, that was wonderful,” she moaned.
Abdul pulled out of me and lay down on the bed. I rolled over on my back and without trying to sound too eager I said, “Who needs a drink?”
They all said yes and I got up and went over to the small bar in the corner. I poured three whiskeys and from my purse which I had conveniently left on the bar, I poured the drug into two of the glasses.
When I returned to the bed I gave the men the drugged glasses and then handed the third to Supergirl who had sat up.
“Cheers,” she said and lifted her glass.
To my horror only Abdul drank from his, Mustafa swung his legs over the bed and got out. He headed for the bathroom and I gave Supergirl a panicked look.
Abdul finished off his drink and gave the empty glass to me. It took no more than fifteen seconds before his eyes closed and he fell back onto the bed.
“Shit, do you think Mustafa is drinking his?” I whispered to Supergirl who was getting dressed.
“I have no idea, but we better get the fuck out of here.”
I quickly got dressed and was by the door when the bathroom door opened and Mustafa came out. He saw his knocked out son and us getting ready to leave.
“Whores! What have you done to my son?”
He pressed a button on the wall next to the bed and a siren started to scream somewhere.
“Run, Lisa, run!” shouted Supergirl and at the same time she kicked Mustafa between his legs so that he went down to his knees.
I opened the door and as I turned to run I saw Mustafa reaching out grabbing Supergirl’s ankle. She fell to the floor and with a roar, he fell on top of her.
“Run, run, run!” she shouted and I did.
When I came up on the deck my first instinct was to jump overboard but I knew Sammy was somewhere on the yacht and I wanted to find him, but it was too late.
“Stop, stop, or we shoot,” a man shouted who had just walked out onto the deck a bit to my right. A door to my left swung open and another two men stepped out.
I ran towards the railing and jumped over into the warm summer water. I shot rang out and then another but I swam under water as far as I could before my lungs burst. When I popped my head above the surface I was a good thirty yards from the yacht and I figured they couldn’t see me. I began to cry while I swam to shore. I had left Supergirl behind, my friend, my savior, I hoped and prayed she would be okay, but deep inside me I knew I might never see her again and that tore at my heart.
Half an hour later I reached a rocky beach a few hundred yards from the marina. I had to find Kelly and get to the airport as soon as possible. There was no time to go to the villa.
He jumped as I slapped my hands against the driver’s window before getting in the back seat.
“Drive, drive to the airport, we need to get the fuck out,” I said.
“What happened?” he asked as he started the car and put it in gear.
“Supergirl, Sammy, they got caught,” the words came out in bursts as I tried to get control over my breathing.
Kelly looked in the rear view window and said, “Supergirl is gone, long live Supergirl.”
I began to cry.
Chapter 11
As the jet flew across Europe that night I sat holding a drink with both of my hands in the co-pilot seat next to Kelly.
We were on our way to Paris where there was a safe house Kelly told me. After taking off I had taken a shower and changed into jeans and a T-shirt.
“Kelly, what do we do now?” I said.
“Well, you are Supergirl, and that’s your decision. I do need a new co-pilot and you need a new partner.”
I sighed and stared into the night. The co-pilot wouldn’t be too hard to find but where would I find a partner? I had no idea where to find one.
*****
Three weeks later I was walking along the streets of Prague. Kelly and I had laid low constantly moving so Abdul couldn’t find us. I wasn’t even sure if he was looking but I didn’t want to take any chances. When we had landed in Paris and were holed up in the safe house I searched the internet. I found a small article about two bodies that had been found in the surf. They were a young woman and a middle-aged man, both had had they throats cut and had suffered from torture before being thrown into the sea.
A drizzle began and I went into a coffee shop to take shelter. After ordering a coffee I sat by the window looking out at the wet street and gray skies. A movement caught my attention and when I concentrated I saw a young girl sitting on the wet cobblestones on the other side. She had dirty hair that at one time had been blond but now was gray with dirt.
I watched her while I finished my coffee and when I was back outside I crossed the narrow street. When I reached her she moved back against the wall and looked up at me with scared eyes.
“Hi, do you speak English?” I expected she didn’t and was surprised when she said, “A little.”
I hunkered down and took her cold hands in mine. She had beautiful green eyes and under the dirt, I saw a beautiful young woman.
“What is your name?” I asked.
“Misha.”
“Okay, Misha, would you like to get something to eat?”
She nodded but was still afraid.
“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you,” I said as I gently pulled her up.
“What is your name?” she almost whispered.
I smiled and said, “Supergirl.”
