Road Trip to Cloud 9

(Author's Notes: I want to thank NotoriusKnave for allowing me to use some material elements from the other postings.)

And they poured into the limousine one by screaming at the top of their lungs one. Nicole hugged, kissed and bounced with each screaming one as they entered. In no time they all were sitting with Nicole on the rear bench seat facing you while they raided the bar as you wonder if you have permanent hearing damage. Showing the driver mercy, you raise the partition up sealing him away up front and sparing him from going deaf especially now that Nicole is jamming Def Leppard through the stereo in the back.

Nicole with a Cheshire Cat smile. "Sweetie! This is the gang." She reaches over past an amazon and hugs a girl that's practically Nicole's clone. "Shell, this is sweetie. Sweetie this is Michelle" Pressing their faces together. "Were twins! We used to confuse everyone back in nursing school."

"We are not twins Cole." But the resemblance is uncanny. The blonde hair, busty rack, and smoking body except where Nicole is mind fucked bubbly, or is that actually her when she's not working, Michelle seems to holds a more professional demure, at least for now. "Michelle Reed, pleasure to meet you.....sweetie?"

Nicole then jabs her fist right into the amazon sitting next to her in the gut. The amazon doesn't even flinch as you hear the smack of the punch was real. "This bruiser is Danielle."

<Holy shit!> You thought to yourself. She's easily the tallest woman in the group. She has to be at least 10 inches taller than Nicole and the others. You'd figure she is a good 6'2", even a few inches taller than you! Her black, wavy hair is braided into a pair of pigtails that end halfway to spread out across her shoulders and chest. She clearly works out, with a full bronzed body that makes you think of an Amazonian Princess, definitely muscled but streamlined smooth and not an ounce of fat on her. Her eyeshadow and winged eyeliner reminds you of the makeup popular with most alternative kids in high school these days. Her smile is thin and ****-looking, giving her a severe appearance when she looks to you as she removes the rubber bands holding her black hair ponytails that explode in a poofy unbraided mess, untamed like a sheep's mane. Danielle reaches out and shakes your hand. Afraid she'd rip your arm out of the socket and beat you with it, you behave.

Pointing to the other one next to her "This is Emily, we call her Em." She looked around the same height as Nicole, a bit thinner with some of the most gorgeous lips you've ever seen. Her thick-framed glasses match her jet black hair, which has a simple bob cut. Em extends her hand to you warmly smiling "Hiiiiii, thanks for um like taking us this is sooo special. " Em said with her Valley Girl accent. "Cole never said not like a word about you." You just shrug your shoulders with a smile.

"That's because she doesn't want us to get our hands on him." Said the redhead after taking a shot of whiskey. "Tiffany." She brushes her thick wavy red hair away from her left ear. "We've known Cole for a long time and she could never keep a secret from us."

"Especially liiiiiike when she's drunk and such." Em said only to be punched on the shoulder by Nicole.

Tiffany pressed forward like she was stalking you. "What secrets are you hiding that Cole can keep her mouth shut from us?" Tiffany leaned in with her piercing green eyes looking right into your soul before returning to the bar for another shot.

Nicole bubbled. "Oh that's simple silly." She leaps past Tiffany into your lap kissing your cheek. "WE'RE MARRIED."

PPFFTHHHHHHTTTT, as liquor sprays all over the limo's interior.

"OMIGOD!! LIKE WHAT THE FUCK COLE?!?" Em screamed back.

"Hahahaha, I'm just kidding, we're not married." A confused look pops on Nicole's face as she rubs noses with you. "Are we sweetie?" You nod no and she nods with you. "Oh yeah, we just act like we're married." To her stunned friend's faces.

Breaking the awkward pause "Actually, 'Cole' and I are friends. I've known her for a long while as I wander around the world and every now and then I pop in to say hi."

Not believing your line of bullshit Tiffany says. "And what do you do.....sweetie?" The others join their stares with Tiffany's at you.

Nonchalantly, "Oh a little of this. A little of that. I travel around learning things, doing odd jobs to pay my way."

"Oh yeah, like what?" Em asked

Weaving your best bullshit. "I worked a fishing trawler in Malaysia. I was a sheep shearer in New Zealand. I apprenticed at the St. James Brewery for Guinness in Dublin. I was a street performer in Paris, London, Rome."

"Street performer, you say? Did you dance in a cardboard box or what?" asked Michelle.

"I used to hypnotize people making them cluck like a chicken. Shit like that for money." The look of disbelief was palpable.

"All right, all right. Before she went to nursing school, Nicole was always my subject and she would play the part of the volunteer to the hilt. Ain't that right pookey?"

"Sure thing sweetie." Nicole squeaked back.

Tiffany yelled not believing a word you're saying. "BULLSHIT! I grew up with Cole and she never left home except to go to nursing school."

<SHIT!> echoes in your head. With hands raised. "Whoa Whoa. Here I'll show you." You look Nicole in the eyes waving your hands like some spastic Svengali. "OOOOOOOO EEEEEEE UUUUUUUUU." Nicole breaks out in giggles. "Nicole when I snap my fingers, I want you to tell your friends how we met and how you feel about me."

SNAP.

The giggling stopped. Nicoles face goes blank as her head snaps forward looking at her friends with soulless vacant eyes. And then her lips start to quiver then it quickly turns into a tremor and she begins shivering uncontrollably. She looks over to you and her eyes go wide in horror. "GET AWAY FROM ME!!!" Kicking and screaming. "HE HYPNOTIZED ME!!!" Nicole scrambles to the back of the limo to her stunned friends sobbing. "HE MADE ME DO........THTHTHINGS...AND....oh god......he **** me......OH GOD......HE **** ME!!!" Nicole desperately claws her way past her friends trying to get further away from you slamming into the tinted back window. Smashing her hands at the glass. "LET ME OUT!!!! LET ME OOOOOOOUT!!!! She breaks down into a fetal heap smacking her head with a fist crying uncontrollably . "...please.....let me out...."

You raise the volume up drowning out the scream over 'Pour Some Sugar on Me', smiling as you taste the sweet fear in the air like dew drops. Your eyes flare up with emerald/pearl tinged light lighting up the dimly lit interior as your irises begin to dance and manifest your infernal power . Emily, Michelle and Tiffany begin screaming in absolute terror pushing their way back on top of Nicole.

Danielle launches herself at you, but she's too tall to move around fast enough inside the limousine, slamming you into the cushions that takes most of the **** away. She clamps down on your throat **** you off with her powerful hand as she cocks back a fist aimed for your face.

You sneer at Danielle and barely managed to say. "Bang, you're mine."

The green white light from your eyes explodes in the back of the limo like a supernova, right into Danielle's face. The screaming stops. Danielle is stunned and pushed back but the snarl on her face quickly intensifies. In that moment, you pull away from Danielle's grip and wedge yourself between her and the limo side-wall bracing yourself as you push into Danielle and slam the back of her head to the floor stunning her for a second. You climb on top of the feminine mountain and jam your nose into hers looking at her point blank, ignoring the stabbing pain and burning in your mind, you unleash pulse after pulse after powerful pulse of green white light right into the amazon's face leaving her as nothing but a drooling spiraled wide eyed catatonic mess on the floor.

Calming yourself, you lift up the phone receiver clearing your throat. "Hey man sorry about the ruckus back here. I've got them to calm down."

The driver replies. "No problem sir. It's all part of the job. We'll be at the airport in 10 minutes."

"Make it 20 minutes, we're celebrating. Call me when were 3 minutes out."

"Yes sir. I'll notify Ms. Brown of our delay."

Sitting on top of Danielle, you grab her face by the cheeks. She's barely breathing. Her eyes swirling a kaleidoscope of green white rings. The others are all crumpled in one big pile in the back swirling in blissed oblivion. All this drama has really jacked your heart rate not to mention your disposition. Your throbbing cock is screaming for release and it would be a waste to let all this go unused. You open your zipper letting yourself loose and place it in Danielle's mouth.

Now feeling the sting of Danielle's grip on your throat. You look down at your amazonian prize and grab her by the ears. "Suck me you fucking bitch." Danielle awkwardly closes her mouth around you when you begin to face fuck your new prize.