Late-Night Appointment

A message pinged on my phone, from 3154.

'Meet me at the far side of the bridge.'

I read it, and deleted it.

I was distracted from my phone, by the sound of a car, pulling up outside the diner.

Two women, dressed in skin tight black clothing, got out from the car and headed for the diner entrance.

They went straight to the cash desk.

"Can I help you two young ladies?"

"Yes, we're looking for a man."

"Aren't we all darlin', aren't we all," the waitress replied.

The second woman shot a look of impatience at her.

The first woman, more diplomatically, continued.

"He's about five feet eight. Scruffy looking."

"Well, there's that guy in booth eight."

The waitress pointed to the table, where my cold coffee cup and crumb filled plate sat.

"Aw bloody hell. You can't trust anyone. Damned tramps and their iPhones."

The second woman, took the first by the arm. They both turned and hurriedly left the diner.

The restroom window was tight, but I made it. Just.

I was off and running again. I needed to get to the bridge, leading out of town. Thankfully, the rain had stopped.

After about five minutes, I arrived at the bridge, signposted 'Hawkstown'.

I was about to leave cover, and make my way to cross it, when I saw the car.

The two women, were stood, resting against it. There was no way to cross the bridge without being seen. The river was too swollen by the rain, and fast flowing, to consider wading or swimming an option.

Damn.

My phone rang.

This time, the caller ID read 'Mistress'.

I answered.

"Hello, Mistress?"

"Ah, there you are," a woman's voice answered, "we were beginning to get worried about you."

I figured my best gambit was to play along.

"I'm sorry Mistress. I didn't mean to cause any trouble."

"That's okay 4927. I just need you to return, and we can forget all about this messy business. The girls will pick you up."

"Okay, Mistress. I'm going back to the diner, in town, they'll find me there."

"Okay, 4927. They'll be there shortly. Make sure you wait for them."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good boy."

The phone went dead.

Within seconds, the two women were back in their car, speeding into town.

Once they were out of sight, I made for the bridge.

There was no traffic, so I ran straight across it. As I reached the other side, I slowed to a stop. I needed a rest. Bent over, I breathed heavily, resting my hands on my thighs.

Someone grabbed me from behind, and pulled me into the bushes.

"What the...?"

"Don't shout. It's me 3154."

They let me go. I straightened up, and turned around. I knew this woman, but I was damned if I could place her.

"It's the meds, 4927. They'll should start to wear off soon. Come, we need to move."

Three One took my hand, and led me through ac wooded area. On the far side, was a car.

"Quick, get in. They'll be back."

"They who, exactly?"

I jumped into the passenger seat, whilst Three One, got in the driver's side.

"The Mistress's lap dogs. I don't know their names, but they are not the people to mess with."

"Do you know my name?"

"No, just your designation, 4927."

Three One looked down, as she started the car.

"No. No I don't," she confessed.

She looked so sad. Like a piece of her life had been deleted.

The car kicked in. Flailing dirt behind us, we were off.

"At least we're free now," I declared.

"We're not. They still have my sister. I can't leave without her."

"Who are THEY?"

Three One handed me a business card, the same one I had in my pocket.

'Amnesia - For an experience you'll never remember.'

"It's a company?"

"Yes, Four Nine. A company I wish I'd never heard of."

"How DID you hear of them?"

"I found them online. Both my parents were recently killed in a car crash, and when I saw the advert, I thought it would be some ideal escapism, for me and my sister, to get over the grief."

"What's your sister's name?"

Three One pulled the car to a stop.

She was crying.

"3362, is all I know."

She broke down.

I put my arm around her. My initial fears evaporated. Three One's sister was in trouble. I could no easier leave her sister behind, than she could herself. Tomorrow would be a day of action. I'm a man. I have a name. I'm not a number!

We eventually arrived at a motel. Three One had already booked a room.

Parking the car in a far corner, we slipped inside.

I pulled the curtains, and put my phone on charge. I had no luggage, obviously. Three One had a large shopping bag.

"How did you get away?" I asked.

"I was running errands for them. I'm allowed into town, to do shopping for them. That's why I have the car and three-hundred in cash. They know I won't leave my sister."

"But, you've stirred the pot now?"

"When I heard you'd escaped, I saw it as my only chance to save myself and my sister, so I took it."

"Do you think I'll be able to help?"

"You escaped didn't you. Besides, I might be in a position to help YOU."

Three One held out a bunch of keys.

I was puzzled for a moment, then I remembered the cock cage.

"Throw them to me."

"It's okay, I'll try them for you. It's not as though it's anything I haven't seen before."

"You have?"

"And then some."

I dropped my pants. Three One got on her knees, and fumbled with the keys. After trying a dozen or so, the lock popped open.

She delicately removed the cage for me. My cock was growing hard. Unfurling to its full length.

By the time it came to remove the retaining ring, my cock was too hard to allow it.

"That is not going to come off," I said with resignation.

"Hmm.. Maybe."

Three One clamped her hand around my shaft, and took my glans into her mouth.

I was about to protest, but it felt so good, and I needed a little 'good' just about then.

Her tongue lapped the underside of my head. She'd done this before.

She released my shaft from her grip. Putting her hands behind her back, she started to work further down, taking half my cock in her mouth.

Her doleful, expectant eyes, looked up at me.

I lifted the hair from her face.

She worked my cock good, whilst maintaining eye contact. I don't know how long it had been since I had last cum, but I was going to do so now, in short shrift.

"Three One...?" I asked, with words unspoken.

"Uh huh," she replied.

I let go. My fiery hot fluid, hitting the back of her throat. It felt so good. Three One swallowed, and kept sucking. She wanted to drain me. As my cock softened, she let me free, from her mouth. I was done. Three one licked the tip and head of my cock clean.

If I didn't before, I certainly owed her now.

"Shower time. Are you coming?" Three One asked.

"What, again?" I replied, following her to the bathroom.

It was good to feel the warm clean water, cascading over our bodies.

I hardly knew Three One, yet her presence felt so familiar. We washed each other off. I avoided making it sexual, as best as I could.

Three One's wrists bore the same friction marks as my own. Her back was untouched, although her butt had obviously taken a bit of punishment.

The time in the shower, was an interlude from our problems. Our thoughts focused on each other.

Those thoughts continued, as we dried off and got into the only bed in the room.

"I want you Four Nine. Not to a schedule. Not to a plan. Not for someone else. I want you to enjoy me, as I enjoy you.

Kisses were plentiful. The one human contact, still as meaningful today, as it had ever been.

I didn't stop at her lips. I traced Three One's throat, neck and breasts. Particularly her breasts. Then her abdomen, and finally her pussy. By now, she was wet. I used my tongue, to pleasure her, as she had pleasured me.

The slow, casual mood soon changed, as the passion in Three One grew.

"Oh, Four Nine, fuck me. Take me now. I WANT you inside me."

I was more than ready. The earlier blowjob hadn't stifled my desire. Unusual for me, but I'm not going to question it.

My hard shaft found Three One's pussy tight, but neither of us was going to let that get in the way.

Three One's wrists bore out her arms above her head, and crossed her wrists.

"I need it in me. I NEED it!"

I held her wrists to the bed with my hands and pressed my way in. I started to pump her.

"That's it. Make me cum. Make me cum. I want to cum for you, Four Nine. Just like you came for me."

My hip got into a rhythm. This wasn't about romance. This fuck was a means to an end.

I powered as much as I could muster. Three One's arms struggled under me. Her own hips beginning to rotate.

"Cum, Three One. Cum now, or I'm going have to stick it in your ass!" I threatened.

I had no idea where that came from, but it worked.

Her pussy tightened on me, and she began to scream.

"DON'T FUCKING STOP!"

Jeez, she really wanted it.

I rapidly pumped. I was close now. There was no going back.

Three One was getting really animated.

"SUCK MY TITS! PLEASE, SUCK MY TITS."

I barely had one nipple in my mouth, and we both came.

I let her arms go, and wrapped mine around her body, holding us together. We kept fucking as best we could, until fatigue made us stop.

Lying on the bed, next to each other, we were both breathless.

"I'm sorry Four Two. I've no idea where that language came from," Three One apologised.

"We all say things, in the heat of the moment, that we would never dream of saying at any other time. Besides, I think we both needed it."

Three One took my hand.

"I knew I'd made the right choice, from the moment I saw you."

It would have been perfect, if we could have just walked away, there and then. We didn't have that choice. Along with answers, we needed to save Three One's sister.

Fortunately, Three One had a plan.