3 . #2
Instead of glee, amusement, or lust, The Dominator looked…
perplexed. Clearly, this wasn't a part of his plan, and the fact that he too was caught off guard made the helpless Xia even more terrified.
The Dominator had his arms wrapped firmly around Siewi, who also squirmed in embarrassment.
"Mhhm nph phhnph hnppmnnng phn mm?!?!"
It seemed like there were hundreds of men in the crowd. They pressed forward towards the gurney, their greedy hands reaching out towards the helpless Xia.
“Urrrmmm mpph!” She cried, trying to wiggle away as their hands caressed her bare breasts.
“Mmmphh! Sttthhp!”
The men laughed, and crowd forward, their hands groping at every inch of her nude form. All She could do was wriggle and moan as they explored every inch of her helpless frame. The masks made them feel like a group of imps or demons laughing at their torment of her.
"So this is a famous Interpol agent. She doesn't seem so tough."
"Didn't you watch the auction? Turns out she's just a phony."
"That's right. She used to be called The Unconquered Goddess!"
"What do they call her now? Oh—That's right. Kidnap Bait."
"Kidnap Bait, haha! That's so perfect! Look at her; she's so helpless."
"Helpless and hopeless. She's nothing but a damsel in distress."
"She's even less now. She's just a gag slave."
Xia heard it all as hundreds of hands simultaneously felt her up. All she could do was moan in frustration.
"Nn! Nnn'ph phnnch mm! Phphnp!" She cried in vain as the masked faces leered down at her.
“Get away from her! Unhand her!” Xia heard a voice cry.
Surprisingly it was The Dominator, her captor, trying to intercede now.
Looking up, she saw him pushed back, fighting through the crowd of bodies to get to his prize.
He kept one hand clamped over Siewi’s gagged mouth as he tried to shuffle through to the helpless Xia.
As the older man fended off the tuxedo clad onslaught, he failed to notice how they were feeling up and groping Siewi much like they were Xia.
“Nn! PHphnm nmmnm, nmm nf mnn!” Xia Lan’s garbled as countless pairs of hands stroked, petted, pinched, grabbed, fondled and groped every single inch of her body.
The gurney was shuddering under the onslaught of sweaty palms. More and more men pressed forward, their hands reaching out towards Xia like they were dying of thirst and being offered water. From somewhere in the crowd, she could heard The Dominator shouting and Siewi moaning into her gag.
Still the hands kept coming, and Xia realized that if the gurney wasn’t going to be torn apart, she might. The men weren’t thinking, just reacting. A pack of wild dogs fighting over prey.
"Enough!" The cry rang out, deep and commanding, echoing through out the ball room like the voice of god.
In a split second all of the hungry, groping hands receded, and the men began to part, leaving Xia in the middle of the room.
A hush settled over the room and even the musicians stopped.
Looking up, Xia saw The Dominator taking the moment to catch his breath while holding onto a sweat coated Siewi like she was a security blanket.
If the masked men were a pack of dogs, the alpha had just made himself known.
All eyes, including Xia’s, turned to the arched entrance of the ballroom, where the man who spoke stood, his one good eye glaring at the cowering pack of masked men.
“Nnnnphh! Mmmmg!” Xia cried, recognizing the man from his other eye, made entirely of solid gold.
Sergei!
Sergei Petrov stood there with his arms clasped behind his back.
He cut an imposing figure, wearing a suit so tight that it looked like it might burst if he flexed slightly.
The man’s one good eye fell on The Dominator, but his golden eye seemed to see everything.
It sat lifeless in his eye socket, yet it felt like it was following Xia’s every move despite the fact that it never moved.
She froze on her gurney, staring at the man whom she had set out to bring to justice at the beginning of all of this.
“Mmmmph…” She moaned, her eyes widening. Her heart quickened as she began to put the pieces together.
Sergei strutted forward, a sly smile spreading across his face.
"Hello, Diederik. I have missed you, my mentor. How have you been?" He extended a hand towards the older man.
"Sergei, what is the meaning of this? I have a product to deliver to a buyer!" The Dominator glared at Sergei, barely keeping his composure.
Xia noticed the old man’s gloved hands tightening into fists, but then relax. He knew he was outnumbered.
“Yes, you do, and I’m here to collect.” Sergei stepped forward and placed a hand on Xia’s breasts.
“Hmmph!”
The Dominator gasped, and then hardened his gaze at his former student.
“I should have known! Of all the underhanded, cheap ploys, this has got to be-”
“Please, you taught me everything I know!” Sergei laughed, and then grabbed two flutes of champagne from a passing waiter. He offered one to The Dominator, who just glared the larger man.
With a shrug, Sergei took a sip from one of the champagne flutes and held the other.
"The truth is, I've had my eyes on this girl for quite some time. I'd made numerous preparations to acquire her." Sergei handed the other champagne flute off to one of the masked guests and ran his hand up one of Xia’s thighs.
"Hnnnph nff mnphhmrfnchmr!" Xia bucked against his touch.
"That's when I found out you'd set your sights on her long before me.
No one knows your skills better than I do.
So, I set some things in motion, hooked the line with bait that I knew she couldn’t resist.
I even made sure that your abduction of her was as easy and seamless as possible.” Sergei looked down at Xia and winked.
“Hmmmph!” She grunted.
Xia couldn’t believe it! It was a trap and she had fallen for it!
"I always knew that nothing was beneath you Sergei, but this…" The Dominator ground his teeth.
"What, are you mad because I outsmarted you? You’re still getting paid, and I will also give you another 30 million if you return home. Your work is important, and no one respects you more than me. Hell, I’ll even throw in a nice large mansion for you and your new girlfriend."
Sergei motioned to Siewi.
"Hrhh rmh mm gr, hrmrhm!" Siewi protested, but The Dominator kept a tight grip on the girl.
The Dominator glared at Sergei, and then at the party goers around him.
“We used to do things differently in my day.” He grunted.
“Times have changed, and let’s face it, this is a cut throat business. It’s every man for himself.” Sergei took another sip and shrugged.
The Dominator continued to glare at Sergei, but the younger man had him beat. Not only had Sergei outsmarted him, but he had the numbers on the older man as well. With no other recourse, The Dominator sighed and nodded at Sergei.
“Wonderful!” Sergei clapped his hands. “Now, feel free to enjoy yourself, both of you.” He smiled, reached out, and lifted Siewi’s gagged chin with his massive hand.
“Phffff!” She squealed, eliciting a laugh from Sergei, who then looked down at Xia.
"As for you, you are mine. I am in complete control of you from now on. Mind, body, and soul. You will remain bound and gagged for my side for the rest of your life till death do us part, and for that reason, we need to make our union official."
Xia trembled with fear. Every word Sergei uttered shocked her system, but the last part scared her the most. She now realized why these people were all present and dressed so formally. She knew of Muzzaria's history and traditions, so she knew what he had in store for her.
"Nr, N nrn'h mrnh hr gmh mrrrnmn!" She shook her head, scanning the room at the hungry eyes looking down at her.
“To my new bride!” Sergei raised his glass.
Everyone in the room followed suit.
“To the Unconquered Goddess finally conquered!” With that he looked down at the bound and gagged Xia, that golden eye hovering on her naked helplessness.
“Hmmmph!” She cried, trying to retreat into the folds of the gurney, but it was no use.
She was helpless, a prisoner, and now Sergei’s property.