This continues the story of Wanda and Malin in "The Pregnant Ride!" More scenes of debauchery are coming, my dears. I'll be tee'ing them up, sex scene by sex scene. Warning to my regular readers: This is erotic horror. It's MUCH darker than I'm usually comfortable with writing.
Links to earlier parts are in my story list.
Walking down the central gallery of the game studio building, Malin gestured towards an area with men encased in virtual reality helmets. "Those are the men who enslaved you," he told Wanda. She cringed.
There was a low echo of his voice from the ceiling in the space, and it smelled newly constructed. It was an environment completely foreign to her warehouse work, and she was disoriented. They continued walking towards an area with a table in the center and computer terminals surrounding it at the end of the gallery.
One of the men in the virtual reality area noticed them and pulled off his helmet. Wanda instantly recognized Imun, the man who had tried to have sex with her at the devotional to Dionysus that morning. He flexed his free hand into a fist and charged out of the room towards them.
"Malin, give me the cunt," he growled while gesturing at Wanda. "I'll make sure to finish by they time your shift's over."
Wanda's jaw dropped in surprise, and she looked at Malin in worry while closing it. Malin's usual guarded expression blanked to a robotic nothingness, but he stepped towards Imun putting Wanda behind him. "As was explained earlier, Imun, no woman you lure in here becomes payment for your work."
Imun glared at him. "Then I can't promise not to damage your goods. It's only a matter of time, Security." He poked Malin in the chest.
"Touch me again, and another mark will be added to your file," Malin warned.
Imun backed up holding his arms out, "Tick tock, blu-man." Then he turned away and headed back into his work area. Wanda assumed 'blu-man' was referring to Malin's security uniform.
Malin looked over his shoulder at Wanda, who was frowning. She was back to figuring out how to escape. He snagged her hand, "Stay in my sight at all times. There's a toilet over there near the Command Center. Alert me when you go." She nodded jerkily. On returning his grip, it was only with enough pressure to prevent her hand from getting crushed.
An hour later, Wanda thumbed through a presentation on one of the computers off to the side as Malin inspected the security aspect of various operations. She saw that the Church of Dionysus was in the process of designing a dating service, but it was stuck in the fact that its double cross would be an open secret almost immediately. She chewed on a sandwich as the bullet-pointed slides openly wondered over blackmailing men and how to deal with the ones who couldn't keep a secret even if they wanted to. The conclusion was that only some would be in on the secret, and the rest would just think the cover story was all there was.
Malin came over and rubbed her neck at that moment. "What did you find here?" Then after a quick look he merely murmured, "Ah." He sat next to Wanda and snuck his hand up into her hair, massaging her scalp.
Wanda closed her eyes, and for once just enjoyed the moment: Warm tingles from the simple attention of a man who she actually liked. That made her open her eyes, startled. Malin was about to ask what she was thinking when a woman with the retrieval team approached him. "We need you to work with us on a situation, Security."
"Where?" he asked, turning his chair to face her.
He started petting Wanda's hair as the woman replied, "New Kowloon."
"And legal found a way to impose a contract in a lawless territory, how?"
Wanda flipped the page on the presentation she was skimming. Her attention was entirely on Malin's conversation. In under a minute, he decided the retrieval team should do a straightforward kidnapping. As they discussed where the woman was located, a team that could maneuver without undue attention, transportation, and bribing, Wanda's hope of escaping by just walking away from work or hitchhiking or stowing away on a transportation truck slowly died. New Kowloon sounded like a perfect place to hide. No laws, continuously under construction with ever more complicated internal passageways and rooms, a sustained-contained economy, and a dense population in which to get lost. None of it mattered. The church had to have gotten access to military systems, too.
She flipped another page in the presentation absently. Malin noticed the sag to her shoulders and the flattening of her frown. He wrapped his hand around her neck, massaging the muscles around her spine with his thumb. The tips of his fingers reached well past her windpipe.
Wanda understood his silent communication: he knew her intent to run away from the church...her intent to escape him was gone.
As they left, Wanda kept a wary eye out for Imun. She spotted him with his headset on and tapping rapidly on a virtual input screen in the air. She breathed out in relief. Malin, who had been tugging her along by the hand, shifted his grip to slip his fingers between hers. Her heart jumped in response.
When they were outside, Malin pointed out a tall squarish building, "That's our gym for adults. I'll take you there soon. We'll need to have Cecil with us when we go though."
Wanda crinkled her brow wondering what they had done to the rules for its use. She pointed at the squat rectangular building connected to it, "What's that?"
Malin's voice was somber, "Detention."
Wanda looked up at him as he released his grip on her and wrapped his hand around her throat again. He was signaling something but she wasn't getting it. She looked away with a sigh. Sighing himself, he shifted his hand to lay his arm across her shoulders. As they approached the security building, Wanda noticed several pieces of construction equipment parked behind it. "What's getting built?" she asked.
Malin tugged on her hair, "The older generation needs a retirement home. We have our problems, but we take care of our own, too." As he spoke, Wanda snuck her hand around his waist, making Malin inhale in surprise. He looked at her with a hopeful smile, which she missed since she was still looking at the equipment.
Malin guided her back to his room saying, "I need to talk to people on this New Kowloon retrieval. Keep the door locked and don't answer if anyone knocks." Wrapping his hands around her head, he kissed her on the lips. Wanda was too surprised that she would be left alone to do more than respond briefly.
15 minutes later, Wanda just stepped out of the shower when there was knocking on the door.
"Malin, open up. I want to see Wanda, and it's time to talk."
It was Cecil.
She hesitated but remembered that Malin agreed when Cecil said he was coming by. As she opened the door, his eyes crinkled, "There's my Circe." He wrapped an arm around her in the process of pushing through the door, which he shut and locked behind them.
