This chapter takes a massive departure from the first chapter. It is still a nonconsensual story but includes new elements. Please read the story tags to see if it will still be of interest to you. Enjoy.
Chapter 2
Daniel couldn't believe he had survived the last five months. And he was worried about the future. So worried he couldn't sleep and he knew that he needed to do something soon or else bad things would likely start happening. Like really bad things.
He laid naked, as he had been constantly for the past five months, in bed with the four women that he had been captive with. He felt Alma stir in her sleep on his right and felt Chastity's deep breaths on his left. He knew that Mandy was cuddled into Chastity's back and Kali into Alma's.
All four women were visibly pregnant.
That was his worry. He was the father of four babies and they were still being held captive by a South American sociopathic arms dealer. He felt the sticky, warm jungle air as it blew across him and the girls. The temperature hadn't changed much in the last five months. He knew that meant they were very close to the equator, not that it mattered.
They hadn't left this room in the last five months. The view from their balcony was a jungle. Endless green with nothing else visible. He had no plan for escape. Not even an inkling. And he felt trapped.
His cocky stirred as Alma swung her smooth leg over his smooth leg in her sleep. He felt her damp pussy rub his leg. He looked down at her beautiful, brown leg and the little baby bump she sported.
He had grown fond of Alma. He had grown fond of all of them, but Alma more than the rest and he was ok admitting that. He figured they would have been pretty compatible on the outside, but inside their little prison they were perfect for each other.
He had connections with all four women. With Chastity he laughed and joked. They had similar senses of humor and she was wicked smart. Mandy was the responsible one and they connected on that level. Kali was the practical one and he felt a kinship with her for that. But with Alma there was much more.
He had spent the last five months fucking these four beautiful women every single day. It had been such a challenge in the beginning. He wasn't use to having sex and his stamina and ability to cum on command was limited to the say the least. He quickly learned how to have what Kali coined efficient sex.
Each woman was different and he developed a sexual shorthand with all of them over the months. In the beginning he had tried to make them all cum everyday, but that had become impossible pretty quickly. They all seemed to like sex with him, but they also took care of each other and themselves. They all worked hard to make him cum when they gave him their weekly blowjobs and took the weekly anal sessions in stride with the situation. They never blamed him, which he appreciated.
Their jailer, the prick Marco, had come to watch everyday in the beginning as they struggled to meet his demands. He watched Daniel struggle to fuck every woman, or cum when they blew him. He made fun of his height and penis constantly. Daniel knew it was all to maintain a feeling of control and to humiliate him in front of the girls.
As time had gone on Marco had become visibly bored. He came less and less and now he came to see them less than once a week. And that was usually because he wanted to spank some or all of them with his massive wooden paddle with 'slut' written across the face of it. Daniel was spanked every time the paddle made an appearance and always at least twice as much as the girls were. He was ok with that. His ass had adjusted, even though he was fairly certain that 'slut' was permanently embossed across his ass.
After the first few weeks time seems to go by quickly. They had a rhythm. Daniel would fuck Kali in the morning because she was a morning person and wanted it out of the way. Then he would fuck Chastity or Mandy, before or after lunch. They seemed to like the middle of the day. And after dinner he would fuck Alma, it was always more passionate with her, but honestly all of them were fantastic lovers. He was certain that the girls had worked that schedule out amongst themselves but he never asked.
Food was left three times a day. The door would open, an armed man would come in and scan the room and then another man would haul bags of food in and both would leave. Words were rarely ever exchanged.
They tried to lay an ambush one day but Marco spoke over a hidden speaker system telling them that he could see them and they would be punished for trying. They backed off. The girls each received ten swats from his paddle and Daniel received sixty. He couldn't sit for a few days after that.
They didn't try anything after that. It seemed stupid to keep trying without a chance for success. So they decided to bide their time. They were able to communicate in secret in the bathroom when they took their communal showers. They expected that the room was bugged so they drew out words on each other's backs. It took time to send a message, but it worked.
That's how Alma told him she loved him the first time. It's also how he knew she had missed her period.
See the plan to bide their time until something changed was fucked when over the period of 6 weeks every woman missed their period. Alma and Mandy were first. Kali and Chastity followed soon after.
After some begging from all of them, and a spanking in return, Marco brought them four pregnancy tests. They were all positive.
Fuck, Daniel thought to himself at the time. He had never particularly wanted to be a parent, having been raised in the system. But now he wanted nothing more than to protect those babies and their mothers. He just didn't know how.
He had no leverage. No money. No skills to offer Marco for their freedom. Nothing.
He sat up with a start. He had had an epiphany.
Fuck, maybe that's it, he thought to himself. The only thing I have to offer is what Marco wants. He'd have to think about it more.
He slipped off the foot of the bed and walked out onto the balcony, his bare feet feeling the cooler cement of the balcony. The moving air felt great on his overheated skin and he sat on the outside bench, letting his cock drape tiredly between his legs.
He looked at his cock and silently cursed it. He was tired of sex. No, he corrected himself. He was tired of forced sex. He loved having sex, especially with Alma. Something about their connection made it feel like making love rather than just sex.
He sat deep in thought and didn't notice the petite, naked form move through the door until she sat next to him.
"What are you thinking about this early?" Kali asked as she placed her arm around his shoulders. She knew he felt a sense of responsibility to protect them, which had been turned up to 11 when they all got pregnant with his babies. She really liked him, she just didn't love him.
Daniel looked at her beautiful face, her long, dark hair framing her soft features, and said, "nothing really. I think I have an idea to keep you all safe, maybe more even. But I want to think about it some more before I say anything."
She pulled him into her, pulling his head into her chest, more specifically, she pulled his mouth to her nipples, swollen a little with her pregnancy. They discovered early on that Daniel loved sucking on their tits and everyone except Chastity was super turned on by it.
Daniel happily took one of her cute little nipples in his mouth and started to lightly suck and lick it. He moved his hand to her baby bump and gently caressed it as he sucked, feeling his cock react to being intimate with a gorgeous woman.
