Entrapment

[drhyde79]

Chapter 60: Frustrations

James looked out the window facing the sea south of Sentosa. The sea remains as ugly and dirty as he remembers, the horizon is choked full of container ships carrying the lifeblood of trade. The irony that most Singaporeans would kill to have the ‘breathtaking’ view he owns had never failed to amuse him, well, not until now that is. Now, his mood is as ugly and harsh as the reality before him.

Slut. That bloody fucking bitch.

How dare she try to leave him? How dare she!

The world has always been an unfair place. He knew that when he was laughed at and fucked over by the Malay bitch and her friends. He knew that the minute he cast away his childhood innocence to join the little gang for revenge and protection. He knew that when he started to chase after Elaine, getting into his father-in-law’s good books in the pursuit of power and wealth.

As soon as he began to get smart, to learn the way of the world and to learn what it means to be a civilized man in this civilized world, he learned that the American, the Japanese, the Koreans, in fact, all the civilized people of this world simply recognise being civilized as long as you have power. No one will care for you, no one will fear you, no one will bother being ‘civilized’ to you unless you have power. Civilization is simply another name for power, the ownership of the strong over the weak. That the powerful owns everything and the weak owns nothing.

And now? Now, the weak are fighting back. How dare they? How dare she? He owns her. He OWNS her. Her body, her life, her soul, her everything.

Resign? Quit, will she?

Did she not remember who was it that brought her out of that hellhole she calls home? Did she not remember who gave her a chance? A chance to give birth to her little whelp, A chance to escape? To work for him? To breath some of the same air he does? To become civilized just as he was? To go from a worm in the ground, to morph and become a butterfly in his hands?

Bitch!! A whore will always be a whore! Bite the hand that fed her, will she? Maybe its time again to put her in her place. Someone needs a reminder that he is the one who decides who gets to stay and who gets to go. He groomed her, he owns her. She needs a reminder that this world is about power, and that what he can lift up, he can also crush beneath his feet.

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“Thump!!”

The gnarled fist of the dirty blond giant smashed down on his mahogany work table, threatening to break its beautifully lacquered surface.

“Yebatz!!”

How dare he! How dare this pizda call him off like he is her dog!

He looked at the crushed paper ball still clutched tightly in his first. The message was clear, “Lay off. Stay clear. This man is useful to the Rodina.

Taking a deep breath, Alexei forced himself to calm down and think. What happened to Vicky has clearly clouded his mind, and prevented him from thinking calmly. His instructors would have kicked his hairy arse… Nah, killed him if they have seen him now.

Smiling grimly, Alexei scattered a pinch of pepper over his vodka before downing the shot swiftly.

Ahhh…

The solution is simple.

All he needs to do is to avoid using any resources with ties to the SVR. Hhhmmm…

He has the resources available, but it can be tricky getting the right asset with plausible deniability. The problem is trust. Can he trust the tool to remain silent about his involvement when the SVR investigates?

Interlocking his fingers, he pushed them away from him in a stretch that sent his joints cracking. This feels like old times, setting up action cells that cannot be traced back to him, only this time, the one that must be kept in the dark is his old agency and the Rodina.

A challenge. Well… Its been a long time since he has had a challenge, and if all else fails, there is always one final option.

Thank god he has always had the habit of keeping himself in shape, unlike some of his other, less disciplined compatriots.

[slyhypo]

Welcome back, Bro.

Excellent update, and looking forward to more of your great writing ahead.

[Hillsborough89]

Nice update TS, please keep going...

[drhyde79]

Chapter 61: The Ultimatum

Monday. It is almost Monday.

The sweat-drenched man tossing and turning in bed is a tortured shadow of his former self. The entire weekend has gone like a stop motion nightmare. Boss wasn’t around on Thursday and Friday, and it is obvious that they won’t meet during the weekend. His wife has left him and went on a holiday in Bali. He has no idea what he should do with the impasse between him and Kelly. She had been non-plussed when Boss didn’t show up on Thursday. The two of them had been so keyed up and emotionally uptight about admitting to their affair that they have been at a loss, almost frantic when Boss simply decided not to show up for work. The two of them had been on tenterhooks the entire time, not being able to talk to, nor even look at each other, not on Thursday, not on Friday either. He cannot find his courage. He simply didn’t dare ask her to try again on Monday, to go into Boss’s office with him to explain that she had seduced him in Vietnam and that she likes having rough sex with him.

Fuck!

His career is facing ruins. Everything that he had studied and worked so hard for is in ruins.

The last two days had passed in agony and self-reproach. He is not stupid. He guessed that Boss Chen’s right-hand woman, May, probably has everything to do with what happened, but he has no proof. Just a very strong suspicion.

The only other option is that someone he had never met before but has offended in the Vietnam office set him up. But is that possible? He knew some of the Vietnam staff had not been the nicest to him, maybe even somewhat cold and aloof, but he could swear that all is forgiven at their makan session during the final night. Someone needs to be pissed off enough, and have the foresight to install the cameras in Kelly’s room and correctly guess that they would have sex like animals. Something even he had not expected.

No… This is simply not possible.

A final option is that some unknown Vietnamese perv has wired Kelly’s hotel room and had known enough about him and Kelly to edit and send the photos to Boss. And he had done that in the short couple of days between the end of the trip and Boss Chen's summons. And there was no reason for him to do that. It simply makes no sense! Why would the unknown perv do that? He should have sent them to him first, right? To blackmail him for money or something. Why send the obscene pictures and videos to his boss? That scenario simply makes no sense.

No… It has to be May. He doesn’t know why yet, but he strongly suspects Boss wants something from him, and May was simply the person who made it happen.

The entire pliot sounds like something out of a poorly scripted Japanese porn, but it is the only scenario that fits.

But he just can’t figure out Kelly’s role in this. Why would Kelly take part in this plan to seduce him like that? What is in it for her? Her grades? Her internship review? Money?

Nothing makes sense.

Kelly is not that kind of girl who would do this. She simply isn’t. He might not be as worldly as some of his peers, but his gut instinct tells him that Kelly simply isn’t that kind of person. So why would she participate in this… This entrapment? And what does he have that Boss doesn’t? That fat fuck has more money than what he knows what to do with! Why would he go to all this trouble to fuck him over? Did he screw his daughter in a previous life or something?

Fuck!

2 more hours. 2 more hours before he needs to get up and wash his face. 2 more hours before he needs to go through the basic habits of life and go to hell. A hell that Boss Chen, May and now Kelly have conspired to make for him.

He will get his answer soon. Soon, he will know what is it that fat fucker called James Chen wants from him.

Fuck.

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Felix stood. His eyes front and centred at a spot 6 inches above that bastard’s head. WIth precious lack of sleep and food, his exhausted body had responded by reverting to instinctive behaviour. Old habits from National Service conditioned into him to stand at parade rest and look straight ahead when reprimanded and in his current state, he couldn’t stop himself.

“So....”

His fingers perched in a steeple before him, Boss Chen contemplated his next words carefully. The idiot before him is a broken man. He could tell. His posture, his blood-rimmed eyes and gaunt cheeks. Everything positively screamed, ‘broken!’ He smiled inwardly, taking simple pleasure in his complete mastery, his power and ownership of the shell of a man before him.

“What should we do with you, Felix?”

Felix stood silently. His stomach clenched and churned as it threatens to collapse from exhaustion while his mind contemplated killing the man seated in front of him. He gripped tightly to the slender thread of sanity as fear of the consequences of killing the fat fuck warred with his anger, the despair of his ruined career, his ruined life battled it out with the hope of eventual reconciliation with his wife. His mind and body are ruined, threatening to collapse in all directions, held up only by his confusion as to which way to fall.

“I’ll be frank with you, Felix. I had such high hopes for you when you joined us. Even when those photos came out, I had hoped that you would be able to prove your innocence. But now? It appears that even Kelly is unwilling… No… We cannot blame her, can we? It looks like Kelly’s absence has proven what was in those photos after all.”

Felux lurched at those words. As he caught himself, he found himself looking at his tormentor’s face at last. The spike of fury at the Cheshire cat grin on that oily face, putrid with flesh threatened for a moment to overwhelm the last bit of control he has.

“Well… I’m afraid I have to report you to…”

“NO!”

Silence.

Well, well. It looks like the dying man is not quite so dead after all James mused.

“No… tell me what I have to do. Just… I know you want something from me…. Just… Just tell me what you want...”

Well… I had your sister-in-law… Yums… But I want your wife were the words that never made it past James’ mouth. Its too early to turn the screw here. This young fella has some brains. He obviously suspects that he has something to do with what happened, but it is obvious its just a suspicion. There is no proof. The broken man standing before him is not yet fully broken. Let’s see… Will he be willing to throw Kelly in front of the bus to save his own skin?

“You think too much Felix. What do you have that I don’t? What can I possibly want from you? I am trying to be professional here. No matter how much I like you, I have the responsibility to take care of the interns sent to our firm you know?”

“I…. I…”

“Say no more. If you are really innocent, I will give you one more chance. Show up at this address with Kelly on this date at the stated time. I will listen to her there. If she tells me you are innocent, I will drop this matter and we will all pretend that nothing has happened. Agreed?”

As he is speaking, James slides an innocuous-looking white card out on the table in front of him.

Felix looked at the little card on Boss Chen’s table. What choice does he have?

[Kotobuki]

Very good story TS, nice share

[drhyde79]

Chapter 62: An Uneasy Interlude

Time passed slowly. And Vicky drifted into a semiconscious state. Later, she was only vaguely aware of other people in the room with her.

When they tried to take the fabric around her nakedness, she became hysterical, she fought back, she fought hard, and her reward was to be given a sedative before the cloth was ripped from her body. She was washed down and cleaned, cleansed of the physical remnants of her ordeal.

She hadn't been aware of all that, but had she known she would have been glad that someone had seen to it and flushed out all of that cruel man's filthy semen.

They had sprayed her and perfumed her and that had felt good and cool and that had helped ease her sleep.

Her sleep was deep, but her mind played back, vividly like a full-color, three-dimensional movie, the past couple of days. Her mind focused immediately on that night when she went drinking with Arlena, when May had joined them, then Alexei. Her husband’s troubled smile when he left her with May. And that final shot before everything went dark.

No. That wasn’t true.

Her mind had remembered bits and pieces of that night. That night when she had, for the first time since she got married, for the first time since her sordid past in Japan that she was drugged and made to pleasure another man. A strange man.

She tried to come to terms with it but she can’t.

Memories of that night had torn apart scars that she had once thought healed. It had laid open all the hurts she had hidden behind her smile, and sprinkled salt on it. Because this time, it was worse. Alexei has seen her. It was not like Japan when he saved her in the light, saved her without seeing what she was made to do.

She knew. One memory that remained clear was that Alexei had seen the evidence of her violation. He had seen the trickle of evidence between the swollen lips of her most intimate place, the contamination leaking out from between her legs, and she doesn’t know how to cope with that.

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Arlena headed to the workout room to do some exercising.

It has been three days since “that night.” The night when everything had seemed so right before it all went wrong.

Something bad had happened to both her and Vicky… Something that was not supposed to happen. Everything was wrong from the moment she woke up, until she got that phone call from Alexei, until they got onto his private jet to Hong Kong, until…..

Until now. The entire world has gone mad and nothing has gone right since.

She has only met Vicky twice since they got back to Hong Kong, but she would either be crying in her arms, but talk pleasantly about nothing, blissfully in a state of sedation.

Alexei… Her brother-in-law hasn’t exactly been avoiding her, but…

Sigh.

Still… She has found something to entertain herself. His home gym was outfitted with everything he needed, allowing him to work out and maintain his magnificent physique and she has taken advantage of that.

Sighing softly to herself, she walked up to the barbell rack, then slowly started adding on the weights before stopping at 40 kg. Slowly, she slide her shoulders under the long hard steel, then she began to lift. As she started squatting, soft grunts sounded in the gym as her muscles slowly began trembling and straining.

One two, two two, three two... Her movements were slow and purposeful. The pain and strain in her thighs and gluteus maximus took her mind away from the nightmare that was Bali.

Before long, an hour passed. Arlena was still doing high intensity exercises, showing no signs of stopping.

At this moment, the door to the workout room opened and someone walked in.

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Alexei almost walked out when he realised who was in the gym, but made the mistake of looking at her. She was wearing a loose-fitting t-shirt and tight aerobic shorts. With only a careless glance, his eyes were glued onto her body.

The white gym clothes she wore accentuated her refined and graceful movements. The dark aerobic shorts wrapped tightly around her buttocks, emphasizing the delightful tight curves. They ended high on her thighs, revealing a pair of fair and slender legs. Her shirt was oversized, making it easier for her to move, but revealed the black sports bra they failed at covering. The curvaceous outline against the thin fabric made his heart skip a beat.

Even though he had already tasted her body, he could still feel his erection straining stiffly against his jocks. He could feel his tongue threatening to dangle from his mouth, making him drool like an idiot. The focus on Arlena’s face as she was exercising was an expression of beauty that reminded him that she has now entered the orbit of his world.

[Nomsit]

Nice update, camping for more.

[slyhypo]

Excellent build-up.

Camping for more.

[redarrow]

Welcome back! Hope to read more on your creative and sensuous writing. Cheers 🥂

[madpig88]

Thanks for sharing this nice story TS, look forward to your next updates.

[wildmank]

Great story! Thanks for continuing, you were certainly missed

[drhyde79]

Thanks for the encouraging comments bros,

I’ve always meant to continue, but adjusting to having a little one in the house certainly hasn’t been easy. And to be frank, I was also stuck in a creative rut for a while and was not sure where and how to take the story.

This time round, I’ll be taking it a little bit slower, and try to release a chapter every 2-3 days so I won’t need a long break to get the creative juices going again.

Once again, thank you for your encouragement bros, and please feel free to give your advice or suggestions about some fantasies you may have. It’s a story I am writing to satisfy some of my own fetishes, and maybe yours too after all. No guarantees I will comply, but if they happen to coincide with the plot line I am already contemplating, or perhaps make certain scenes I have in mind even hotter, things can be made to happen :-)

[BoBehZhao]

Very nice story TS, support!

[drhyde79]

Chapter 63: Mending Fences

Arlena could feel someone enter the gym. Perhaps it’s a woman’s sixth sense but as someone's eyes lingered on her, she knew immediately who they belonged to.

Somehow, she doesn't feel ashamed. She knew what had happened to her was terrible, and what happened to her sister was equally horrid, and what she did was wrong, and what they did was a betrayal, but it’s been three days. Three days! She has had enough. It’s time they start talking to each other and face what happened instead of avoiding each other, hoping things would go back to where they were, pretending that nothing had ever happened before.

“Alexei, come, be my training partner.” Arlena jumped and did a quick skip, loosening her muscles, before throwing a punch. Her straight left, thrown through the air was a beautiful sight.

With only the slightest pause, Alexei nodded. How could he possibly refuse? That would only make things between them even more awkward.

He picked up two target mitts off the ground, then walked over to her, taking a position about one to two arm’s length away.

“Let’s start. Give it all you got,”

She’s right. This might not be the best way, but it’s a start. They should be coming to terms with each other and stop dancing around each other. All three of them. But perhaps starting with them.

“Okay! Ready?” Arlena took up a stance, grinning crookedly at Alexei, and that lifted his somewhat despondent mood.

Vicky’s situation, the slow progress on the revenge plan, all that had caused a shadow to grow over the last few days. He shook his head, casting aside the annoying and negative thoughts in his mind.

Smiling back, Alexei put one foot back and braced himself. “Ready!”

Arlena slid a few steps forward, then threw all her weight into her first punch. Her delicate shoulder drew a graceful arc through the air and her tiny fist struck the target mitt with a loud “platt!”

Alexei could feel a slight tremor transmitted through the target mitt. The power behind her punch was pretty good.

“Not bad. Put more power into your hips. You need to also be more stable on the follow through,”

Listening to his instructions, Arlena followed up with another punch, and then her elbow jab, alternating her blows, punch after punch, jab after jab, simple combinations of blows followed with another, and another, and another.

PLATT! PLATT! PLATT! Arlena hit the target mitts continuously, all the while following Alexei’s advice and adjusting her movements.

Alexei grinned when he realised he was steadily being rocked back, finding great pleasure in Arlena’s movements. Her skin tight aerobic shorts accentuated her already tight butt. Her womanly curves stimulated his primal desire as he recalled the night they shared, the feel of her deliciously cute ass grounding against him in the pursuit of their mutual pleasure.

After a series of punches, Arlena finally stopped to catch her breath. She was suddenly in quite a good mood. Training together with Alexei made her realize how lonely she was the last few days. Vicky barely talked to her while Alexei was, well, he was simply avoiding her.

For the next hour, apart from a few water breaks, Arlena didn’t stop. She didn’t want to lose this opportunity to connect with Alexei. So, she persevered.

Eventually, she was drenched in sweat, panting for breath as her body decided to stop the abuse of herself. She could feel his gaze fell on her body as his breathing, too, became slightly ragged. Because of all the sweat, her originally loose-fitting t-shirt was sticking to her voluptuous curves, revealing her heavily rounded bosom. The cold air and hot exercise stimulated her sensitive peaks, pushing them against the sports bra, two tiny nubs poking from underneath the thin fabric.

The atmosphere quickly turned awkward. Arlena hurriedly pulled her arms across her bosom, not daring to meet Alexei’s heated gaze. Her cheeks burned bright red as she became flustered.

Seeing Arlena’s blush, Alexei’s mind was suddenly set afire with lewd thoughts, but the moment passed almost just as quickly as Vicky’s face passed in front of him. Shaking his head wryly, he started walking over to Arlena, a wicked idea in his mind.

The closer he got, the more difficult Arlena found it to breath, she could feel herself suffocated by his powerful presence, reminded of how his massive body had mastered her so pleasurably that night.

His muscles are huge but not exaggerated like a bodybuilder’s. Instead, they were firm and toned, brimming with explosive power. Her heart started racing. She hoped he would take her again just like that night. She prayed he wouldn’t. The urge to flee welled up inside of her, but her legs felt like jelly.

Only the two of them were in the spacious workout room. The bright windows allowed the rays of sun to shine through but she knew they will be left alone. There will be no one to see what the two of them are doing.

Arlena suddenly started feeling uneasy.

“Shall we take a break?” she whispered.

“Hmm? A break? To do what?” Alexei asked with a wicked smile.

From the moment the workout had started, she has been unconsciously teasing him, seducing him. She may not be aware of it but it’s precisely her innocence and naivety that had fanned the fire in him. This was what she deserves from playing with fire.

Seeing Alexei’s wicked grin, Arlena immediately became bashful. She turned around to flee, only to be pulled back.

“Where do you think you can run away to?” he whispered in her ear. He mischievously slid his hand up her shirt, caressing her flat stomach. Slowly, he moved upwards, following the contours of her body, before it stopped… And started tickling her ribs.

Already completely exhausted from the high intensity workout. Arlena was caught by surprise by his sudden move, she lost all power to resist as he suddenly tickled her.

“Please… No…! Help!”

And just as suddenly, the moment was gone. She was released from his powerful embrace, and was standing an arm’s length away from him again, as if nothing has happened.

Feeling her blush from the tips of her toes to her dainty cheeks, Alexei laughed, and slowly, awkwardly, a girlish giggle joined his booming laughter as well.

[Orange22]

Enjoying your story TS, please continue