The Frayed ends of Sanity
Alex awoke with a start to the sound of a loud knocking on the room’s door. He sighed and sat up, getting his arms away from Clare. He sat on the edge of the bed and slowly looked out the window, his eyes still junked up with eye crust. He blinked three times when he saw that the dark blue of the night had given way to a lighter shade of blue that was tinged with orange. It was definitely not nine in the morning.
He groggily stood up but grabbed his Beretta Steel 1 up from the dresser and held it behind his back as he answered the knock. He swung the door open so that the visitor could only see his body in the doorway and nothing inside the room. For the NurseJoy that had knocked this was cause for great embarrassment, as illustrated by her deep red blush. Alex blinked at her twice,
“You remember don’t you? I was joking about the wake up call being at three in the morning.” He said gruffly, too tired to struggle to be polite. The NurseJoy nodded hurriedly,
“Yes I remember sir. It’s just that an OfficerJenny and a Hound are asking for you to come to the lobby.” She said, raising a hand in front of her eyes to block most of Alex’s body from her sight. Alex stiffened all over and his hairs stood on end as his fingers twitched while holding the Beretta behind his back. And suddenly Alex wasn’t tired anymore,
“And OfficerJenny and a Hound?” he asked her, just to make sure he hadn’t misheard. The NurseJoy simply nodded. Alex resisted the urge to swear but only just. He faked a smile and nodded, “Thank you. Tell them that we’ll be right down.”
The NurseJoy nodded and walked away down the corridor. Alex watched her turn round a corner and slowly closed the door. Then he swore,
“Shit! Holy mother of fuck!” he shouted at the world in general. He put the gun down on the dresser again and walked over to the sleeping form of Clare. He knelt down next to her head and gently patted her on the cheek, “Clare… babe we need to teleport…”
Clare only groaned in her sleep and batted out in his general direction with her hand. He swore again before picking the Beretta up again and walking to the window. He grabbed the top of the blinds and yanked it out of the wall, bringing a hail of plaster dust down onto her head. He threw the pole away behind him and opened the window to it’s fullest and stuck his head and shoulders out. He looked down and saw a Hound staring up at him from just outside the pokecenter. He swore and quickly withdrew his head and shoulders before running to the room’s door and locking it before moving the heavy dresser in front of it.
He paused for a moment as he thought of a plan. At the moment most of his plans needed Clare awake to work and they’d just finished a taming session only a few hours ago. So those plans could be thrown out the window. That left the stupid plans and the insane plans and strangely Alex wasn’t drawn to either type of plan. He walked over to the pile of clothes at the base of the bed and pulled on his trousers and shirt. If he was going to be busted he was at least going to be presentable for the photos they’d take of him at the station. It was when he was buttoning up his shirt when the first quick fire knocks came at the door,
“This is the Crimson League police! Open up!” came the demanding voice of an OfficerJenny. He frowned,
“What’s a Crimson League officer doing trying to bust me in the Blue League?” he demanded in response. He went back over to the bed and began slapping Clare over and over again to try and get her to wake up. But it had no more of a response than what the patting got him. Meanwhile the police behind the door had come up with an answer,
“We were on the cruise liner.” Said the authoritarian voice behind the wooden barrier. The color drained from Alex’s face as he realized who was on the other side of the door, “You killed our master. The commissioner.”
Alex gave up hitting Clare and instead went over to the rucksack. He dug around inside it for a moment before taking out two steel saucepans. He still needed time though,
“Refresh my memory. Yesterday I killed a lot of people.” He said and it was only as he said it that the guilt of killing so many innocents hit him. He shook it off when the knocking on the door was replaced by angry shout of one of the police officers,
“You killed our master! He was the best officer in all of the Crimson League police force! He was from the beginning!” came the angry cry and it was shortly followed by the sound of heavy banging on the door, a noise that Alex knew all to well meant shoulder barging. He rushed across the room to Clare’s bedside and he began smashing the two saucepans together violently,
“WAKEY, WAKEY CLARE! RISE AND SHINE DARLING!” he hollered as loud as he possibly could in the A-Bra’s ear. No reaction. He swore as the banging on the door was rewarded with a loud cracking noise as the door broke apart, leaving only the dresser in the way of the OfficerJenny’s advance into the room. The police pokegirl’s face was contorted with hate and anger as she climbed over the dresser and took a step towards Alex and Clare. Alex’s Beretta was up and pointing at her head before she could take another step. Alex smiled as he slowly began to maneuver around the bed towards the window, never letting his gun turn away from the OfficerJenny,
“Hello officer. Can I get you a cup of coffee officer…?”
“Jenny.” She responded with a hiss, not lightened by his attempt a humor. She stared at the gun in his hand, “A Beretta Steel 1? From the revenge war ear correct? How did you obtain one?”
Alex shook his head and chuckled a bit,
“I have friends. But don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing.” He wagged a finger from his free hand at the OfficerJenny, “Stalling for time while your partner moves in. It won’t work.”
A ghost of a smile crossed the pokegirl’s face,
“It just did.” She said smartly just as the furry form of the Hound came through the window at Alex, pinning him to the floor and knocking the gun out of his hand. The dog type pinned Alex to the floor so that he had his face pressed against the floor. She pulled both of his arms behind his back and held them there as she read out his rights from memory,
“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do say can be used-“she didn’t finish however as Alex had turned the tables on her, quite literally, by rolling to the left as fast as he could. This tactic sent the Hound sprawling into the wall near the window and gave Alex a precious few seconds. He flung himself forwards, hand outstretched for his Beretta. He stopped just short of the gun however and felt a powerful grip on his right ankle, almost crushingly powerful. Alex countered though, bringing his left leg up as close to his face as he could, as if preparing to kick the Hound. The police officer flinched and went to protect her face with her other hand. However, instead of kicking the Hound Alex pulled the Px4 Storm SubCompact out of it’s ankle holster and leveled it at the furry pokegirl.
The Hound’s eyes focused on the barrel and she knew that her career as a police officer, and her life, were soon to be abruptly ended. She closed her eyes gently and awaited the deafening noise and the burning pain that would send her to the afterlife. Neither came. When she opened her eyes she saw Alex still had the gun pointed at her but he wasn’t going to fire, he was frozen by his indecision. The OfficerJenny behind him was not however.
Alex was pushed forwards onto the floor, face first, and the gun was wrestled from his grip. The OfficerJenny brought both of his hands round his back and snapped them in a pair of her handcuffs,
“You’re booked. And you’re going to rot in the worst cell I can find for the rest of you life.” She said with venom and anger in her voice. Alex sighed,
“The aforementioned cell got cable?”
For being a smart ass he got a head butt to the back of his skull and blackness instead of sight.
The bright light streaming down on his face was what woke Alex up. He groggily opened his eyes and saw the grey walls and ceiling of the room he was in. He sat up, regretting the speed at which he’d sat up due to a sudden headache, and looked around. He was in a jail cell, he could tell because of the bars instead of a window and the bars instead of a forth wall. He stood up slowly, careful not to rock his head too much, and walked over to the bars. He looked outside his cell but all he could see was a narrow corridor that ran along in front of his cell’s door. He tapped on the metal bars,
“Hello? Room service!” he called out as he checked the bars for weak points. He stopped when he heard footsteps coming down the corridor. He took a step away from the bars as an OfficerJenny and a Hound stood in front of the cell. The Jenny stared at him angrily,
“You. Alexander Rebind. Come with us for questioning. If you resist we had license to use force.” She smiled slightly at the idea of using force, while still being a perfect police officer while doing so. The Hound had a large array of cuts all the way along her body that Alex only noticed as she opened the cell door and came towards him with handcuffs. Alex held his hands out and inspected the cuts,
“Sorry about the cuts.” He said with a light smile. The Hound gave her own light smile,
“Comes with the job. Now follow me and Jenny for questioning.” She said rather politely. Alex nodded and allowed himself to be led out of the cell and along the corridor. He passed the other cells as he made his way down the corridor but he couldn’t see Clare in any of them.
The OfficerJenny stopped and opened a door at the corridor’s end. Past the door was a room that was bare apart from a table and three chairs, two on one end while the last chair was on the opposite end. Alex walked into the room and took the single seat. The Hound briefly walked over to him to remove his handcuffs but then went and sat with the Jenny. The OfficerJenny’s expression was set, a professional trying not to show her emotions,
“We’ll start the questions off easy… is your name Alexander Rebind?” she asked through clenched teeth. Alex nodded,
“Yes it is.” He said plainly. The Jenny nodded curtly,
“What is you profession Mr. Rebind?” she asked, looking down at a sheet of paper that had questions printed on it. Alex wagged a finger at her,
“You are trying to say that my job is bad officer? I’m just a simple cleaner.” He sat completely still, his hands folded on the table in front of him. The Jenny raised an eyebrow but continued,
“Other names for you include, Alex, Sandy, Agent 77, C17 and Cutthroat. Correct?”
“Correct.”
“You were on the ocean liner that traveled from the Crimson League. Correct?”
“Correct.”
The OfficerJenny took a deep breath to calm herself again before she asked her real question,
“Why did you target, and kill, the commissioner of the Crimson League police force on his vacation to the Blue League?” she asked in calm a voice as she could manage. Alex shook his head,
“He wasn’t on vacation.” Alex said simply. This seemed to infuriate the Jenny and she lost all calm she had possessed,
“Why did you kill him?! Why did you kill my Master?!” she demanded of him, standing up to her full height to tower over him while he sat there calmly. Alex motioned for her to sit again,
“Officer, please conduct yourself in a manner befitting someone of your station.” He said calmly. The Jenny nodded slowly as she tried to regain her calm. As she sat Alex continued, “I killed your master because it is my job. I killed him because he deserved to be killed.”
This was the last straw and the OfficerJenny tried to laugh herself across the table at Alex, only being held back by the Hound,
“No! Jen, stop it Jen!” shouted the Hound as she restrained her partner. The Jenny was beginning to cry now though,
“But he’s lying about our master! Our master was a good man!” she screamed as she tried to make it to Alex. The Hound pulled her back sharply,
“Get a grip Jen! You’re a professional! Now ask the questions!” she demanded of her partner as she readied to restrain her again. Jenny sighed once and tried to calm down,
“Okay… Let’s continue. Why did you kill our master?” she asked, trying not to attack Alex again. Alex sighed slowly,
“Because I was paid to. And because he deserved it.” He said calmly, keeping his calm even as the Jenny slammed her fists into the table,
“He was a good police off-!”
“Calm down Jen or I’m sending you out!” cut in the Hound. The Jenny nodded,
“Okay. Why do you think he deserved it? Who paid you to do it?” she shot at him. Alex responded in his normal, calm, way,
“He deserved to die because he was corrupt.” This sparked a reaction with the Jenny, namely trying to kill him again before being restrained by the Hound. Again, “And I was paid to kill him by the officials in the Forest League.”
The two officers stopped fighting one another,
“The Forest League wanted him dead? Why?”
“Because he had set up a drug ring inside the league. They paid me to kill him because he’d covered his tracks too well in the Crimson League so you couldn’t get him for corruption.” He was not at all surprised to see the Jenny come running at him again, only to be stopped by the Hound. Again. The Jenny eventually just stopped and started crying on the floor,
“But I was his alpha! I would have known!” she cried. Alex shook his head,
“You’re a good detective but this man had spent his entire life in the force. He knew all your tricks. The only way to stop him was from the outside.” Alex got out of the chair and knelt down beside the Jenny. He stroked the side of her face as she cried, “But you’re not a fault here.”
The Jenny sniffed and got to her feet again, regaining her composure. She looked down at Alex,
“You’re still going to have to go to a Blue League prison for murder. Even if he was…” she sniffed once again, “But I’ll still have to ship you off to prison. I’ll investigate your story myself at a later date.”
Jenny turned to leave but Alex called out to her,
“Before I have to go to prison… can I spend one last night with Clare? Please, she means a lot to me.” he said simply before looking down at the floor, cursing himself for showing such weakness. The Jenny nodded,
“I guess I can agree to that. Though my partner will have to watch to make sure you don’t try to escape.” She looked at the Hound and the furry pokegirl nodded, “Alright then. Glice will escort you to you A-Bra’s cell.”
Alex walked behind Glice as the dog pokegirl led him through a maze of corridors that made up the police station. He watched as her tail went from side to side when she walked. She was dressed in her police uniform but Alex had already undressed her with his eyes. He took a step closer to Glice’s back and whispered into her ear,
“Mmm… nice tail. You can join us if you want…” he blew softly and the soft fur that covered her ears rustled and she cooed slightly,
“Oooo… but I… I’m not allowed…” she began to protest but stopped as Alex pushed his body into the back of her’s, the bulge in his trouser sticking out enough to press against her and to let her feel his cock pulsing underneath the thin layer of cloth. Alex leaned forwards and nibbled on Glice’s ear lobe,
“Come on baby…” he encouraged as his hands slid round from his sides to her front before slowly making their way up her revealing police uniform to cup her breasts in his hands. His fingers slowly began to tweak the nipples through her clothes and she moaned a little,
“But my master…” she tried again but stopped and gasped when Alex’s fingers squeezed harder on the protected nubs. He licked her ear lobe and pushed his bulge even harder into her back,
“Come on Glice… a good looking girl like you had to sit there while the old man violated you?” his touch became softer, tender and loving, “Not like me… I’m young enough to let you fell like a real pokegirl. I could give you every type of pleasure you could ever ask for. I would become your loving master and Clare would be you alpha, protecting you and making sure that you get whatever you need.”
Glice let out a soft moan that greatly resembled a cat-type’s purr. Alex chuckled and moved one of his hands to the tight skirt that was part of the uniform. His fingers led the way as his hand delved underneath the skirt. The exploring fingers found her wet sex easily enough and Alex let his fingertips slowly brush against Glice’s sensitive folds. He loved the feeling of control he had as Glice shuddered and nearly collapsed; only being held up by Alex’s hands.
Alex pushed Glice against a wall gently, her face being pushed into the wall only slightly. She was emitting soft moans as she stood there being teased, prodded and rubbed by Alex’s experienced fingers. He licked her ear and she let out a little squeak,
“Okay!” she gasped and panted for a few seconds before continuing, “I’ll join your harem and help you and Clare escape… just make sure that you keep your promise… you have to tame me good and hard…”
Alex chuckled into her ear and nibbled on it a bit,
“Oh don’t you worry about that part of the bargain…” he said as he slowly removed his hands from their positions on Glice’s body. She moaned softly but jumped a little when Alex slapped her on her ass, “Get that lovely ass moving Glice… we need to get to Clare before I can pound it.”
Glice giggled a bit and walked with her hips wagging in front of Alex, teasing him. Finally they reach the pokegirl cells and Glice opened the one that housed Clare. She went over to the physic pokegirl and tapped her on the shoulder,
“Clare-“ she began but Alex stopped her by pushing her into the wall in front of her, not too hard but not gently either. She gasped with realization when she felt his hands round the front of her skirt and heard her zip being pulled down. She tried, though not very hard, to escape his grasp,
“But the other police officers… they’ll hear us…” she protested but soon stopped protesting as Alex began to rub the head of his cock against her glistening sex. She cooed and bucked her hips, trying to impale herself on his manhood. Alex smiled,
“Had a change of heart have we?” he asked her with a smile before blowing gently on her ear. Glice moaned and her hands began to work over her sex and his cockhead,
“Hurry… gives it to me before someone finds us…” she complained. Alex began to slid his length along her dripping sex,
“Mmm… but we need this first time between us to be something really memorable…” he smiled and repositioned himself, “This ought to do nicely.”
Glice gasped shapely at the pain that exploded from her anus as Alex powered his manhood straight into her, without warning. She soon changed her tone from gasps of pain to gentle moans as Alex began to thrust in and out gently. She let out the same gentle, almost catlike, purr. Alex smiled and pushed her into the wall harder, whipping her smile away as he increased the speed of his thrusts tenfold, sliding in and out of her anus as if it were a pussy.
He reveled in the feeling of her ass clamping down on his cock and her moans that grew louder with every thrust as he pushed her into the wall, dominating her completely. He smiled as he felt her insides squirm and she screamed as her orgasm hit her,
“Oh gods Alex! Yes! Oh Gods I needed this! Harder… do me harder Alex! Do me… OH GODS!” she stopped screaming but her moans kept up the volume. Alex smiled at her orgasm and thrust himself in and out as fast as he could, shaking her entire body as he thrust wildly into her. She let out as loud gasp as Alex shoved her harder still into the wall, buried his entire length in her ass and blew his load into her insides.
Alex retreated from Glice’s leaking ass and let her fall to the floor, contented, before slapping Clare round the face. The sleeping A-Bra slowly opened her eyes,
“What’s going on Alex?” she asked sleepily as she looked over at Glice, noticing the Hound’s gaping ass and the thick trail of cum that led from out of it. Alex smiled,
“We have a new member of the team. But for now we just need to escape. Teleport please?” he asked as he threw a pokeball at Glice, capturing her. He smiled. Police intelligence for you, take away the pokegirls but let them keep the pokeballs. Clare nodded and jumped into Alex’s arms, as if hugging him hard. She concentrated and the two of them slowly began to fade from sight just as the OfficerJenny came running into the cell,
“Rebind! Get back her with my partner right now!” she demanded of him and she leapt across the cell at them. Alex laughed as she went straight through him, the teleport sequence almost complete,
“Bye, bye officer! Be sure that Glice will enjoy her time with me!” he shouted to her before fading from view completely, another cell broken out of successfully but this time he’d collected a nice, fluffy, little prize for his efforts. Life was going to be fun from now on.