Chloro Club Pt2

By Boomer

The sun beamed through the window, crossed the blue carpet and streamed over the unmoving naked female figure lying on the bed. The curly silver gray hair slowly moved from side to side and the partially opened lips emitted a low groan. “Ohh..what..happened?” Athena's eyes fluttered as she tried to open the heavy lids. “My head. Something hit me.” The slender attractive fifty year old Regional Director of the NIA tried to rub her forehead, but discovered her wrists were bound to the bed posts, and her long shapely legs were spread apart with her ankles also tied to the bed posts. She lifted the pretty head to focus on her surroundings to discover the room decorated with Metro University memorabilia. “Where am I?” She wondered.

While downstairs the group of Fraternity Brothers gathered before classes to view the latest movie. “Wow, this one's naked.” One of the students remarked. “This is really hot.”

“She's upstairs if you want a better look.” Bernie remarked.

“UPSTAIRS!” The group repeated in unison. “What's she doing in the house?”

Mike entered the bedroom wearing a skull Halloween mask. “Good morning Miss Henderson, I hope you're not too uncomfortable.” He went to the chest of drawers, removed a small bottle and a cloth napkin. “I've decided to take you back home, but you'll need to go to sleep first.”

Athena watched the big man carefully and tried to make a comment. “MMMMPPHHH!” For the first time she realized there was a gag in her mouth. She noticed him pour something onto the napkin. “He's going to chloroform me again.” Her slender shapely figure squirmed, and her arms and legs pulled against the ropes. “Can't let him do that.” The Director began to panic as Mike approached. “NOMMMDONMMM!” Her whole body tensed when the man's hand touched her mid-section, and then moved slowly upwards to caress each of her nicely formed breasts. “MMMMMMMM!” She closed her eyes, as her body responded.

“You are very beautiful.” Mike bent over to kiss one of the breasts, and then gently pressed the wet napkin over her nose and mouth. “We'll get to know each other later.”

Athena tried to hold her breath, knowing it was futile. “What is he going to do to me?” She wondered as her mind became confused by thoughts of this man stroking her and kissing her and then....”UUHHMMMMMM!” Alternately she felt afraid of this unknown mystery man, and then felt feelings of wanting him. Everything began to spin.

Mike saw her body twist and turn and then spread out, while her eyes pleaded for him to stop and then rolled back only to slowly close. “I do want you, but r%pe is out of the question.” He untied the beauty, rolled her in the sheet, and then carried her out to the van.

It was Monday morning when a tall broad shouldered man wearing a white Panama hat exited the private jet at the Miami airport, and went straight to customs. “Anything to declare, sir?” Asked the officer, who checked the bags and the man's pass port. “What's your business here?”

Ivan looked at the uniformed person. “I'm here on personal business, and have nothing to declare.” He was impatient with the slowness of the processing.

Satisfied, the officer finally closed everything, handed the man his pass port and greeted him. “Welcome to the United States of America.”

Ivan quickly exited the building and climbed into the back seat of a waiting Cadillac. “Have you located the target?” He sat next to a young black haired man, who was wearing a green flower print shirt and tan pants.

“We've located her residence, but we've not seen her all week end.” He paused then continued, “A young man carried something inside Saturday afternoon, and left in the evening.”

“I don't have much time, so locate that woman. I want to take her back to Aruba on the Yacht.” Ivan looked at the docked Cruise ships as the car headed towards the waterfront.

Athena was inside the house struggling to free herself from the ropes that kept her spread eagle on the bed. At last her mind was finally cleared from the wicked punch as well as the chloroform mask that had been left over her face. She remembered being brought back home.

The very attractive NIA Director couldn't see anything, because the man had her wrapped up in some kind of rug, her ankles were bound, as were Athena's wrists and there was a gag to muffle any protests. Still dazed from the previous chloroforming, she was much too weak to do anything like yell for help nor did she much care at this point. Suddenly the man dropped her on the floor and unrolled the naked captive. “It's my bedroom.” Athena suddenly realised, and then panicked as the white rag approached her face. "Please...No..more chloroform.” She uttered a muffled plea through the gag, but there was no point to struggling or resisting, so the helpless woman simply lay breathing in the noxious fumes until everything went black.

“Wakey, wakey.” The man's voice broke through the fog, and Athena saw the young man's face for the first time.

“Oh no.” She thought. “If he's letting me see his face then...uh oh..he plans to kill me.” She was now lying spread eagle like before with both my ankles and wrists tied to the bed posts. He bent over and untied the gag, and shook her head. “Who are you and why are you doing this?”

“When I saw you at the hospital, I knew I must have you.” Mike massaged her breast and felt the woman react. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.”

“I'm old enough to be your mother.” Athena blurted out, and yanked at the ropes.

“That's probably true, but I still want you....” He leaned over and gently kissed her on the lips. Surprisingly she didn't pull away, but raised her head to continue the contact. Mike then placed his hand behind her head and pressed his lips more fervently for several minutes. “If I release you, will you let me...you know.”

“Yes, but you must let me go free.” Athena agreed, but only as a ploy. The Director laid there watching the man reluctantly untie her ankles, and then her wrists. He then undressed. “You're quite good looking. Do you go to the University?” She watched him climb in the bed next to her, and then very gently caress her body. Then instead of reaching for her pistol in the nightstand, she reacted to the young man's advances, by turning towards him, and taking his face in her hands kissed his lips passionately. However, that was as far as she intended to go, and finally opened the small drawer to remove her pistol,

“No you don't.” Mike reached over to grab Athena's out stretched arm, and the two of them began to fight for control of the weapon, as they rolled off the bed onto the floor. “Give me that gun.” He held onto the woman's wrist as both of them struggled to their feet. She kneed the young man in the groin, and when he bent over his hand reached out to lift Athena's knee in the air, causing her to fall backwards. “Oooo..that hurt.” He remained bent over, but when the silver haired beauty struggled to her knees, and started to point the gun, he swung his clenched fist straight at her jaw.

“UUNNGGHHH!!” Her head snapped to the side as her body turned and fell over the edge of the bed, where she remained for a couple minutes. She then slowly slipped down to fall onto her back, completely oblivious of anything around her.

Mike gently lifted the unconscious Director onto the bed, where he once again tied her wrists and ankles to the bed posts.


Mike had worried about the helpless woman all week end, and decided to drop by her house before classes this morning. “There's someone at the door.” It was a tall man wearing a Panama hat, a shorter man and a blond woman. “They must have come to check up on her.” He thought, but then stayed to see what happened next.

While upstairs Athena lay bound spread eagle to the bed, unable to move, with erotic thoughts dancing in her head, when the phone rang. “Good, Brutus will come looking for me soon.” There was a noise at the door, not a knock but more like scratching. “Somebody's picking the lock.”