A gang of human traffickers

Alan parked down the street so you could approach unseen. The girl you just came inside hung from your arm with her head laying on your shoulder and wrapped one of her hands around your muscular bicep, stroking it with reverent awe. Then she lowered her hand and held your hand in a loving gesture. Jessica stayed behind you and watched hungrily as your cum leaked from her pussy leaving a slick trail beneath her.

"Jessica did you ever get her name?" You asked.

"No," Jessica said sheepishly, "I just said "hey cutie, you look lonely" and we started making out."

"Ask. Her. Name." You said.

"Yolanda," Jessica translated after asking the question.

"Can she read lips?" You asked and Jessica translated. Yolanda looked at you and rolled her eyes then signed back with an annoyed expression.

"Just barely and she doesn't like to," Jessica translated.

"Darn it. There goes that plan," unless you learned ASL you wouldn't be communicating with Yolanda directly any time soon.

"Ask her if these guys were armed," you said. Yolanda tried signing then got seemed to get frustrated and started over.

"I think she's trying to spell tranquilizers," Jessica said.

"Well that's better than bullets," Mr. Locknae said.

"We don't know that they don't have regular guns," Mr. Spellman said.

Yeah I don't like this," you said, "But we might not have much time."

Fortunately nobody spotted you when you walked up to the building. Yolanda saw something lying on the ground, a length of sharpened rebar, and tried stabbing one of the van's tires.

"Good idea," you said but realized she was struggling, "Here, let me." You took the rebar from her and with both hands drove it right through the thick rubber. Not effortlessly by any means, but you knew there was no way you could have done it before yesterday. The men were astounded and the two girls were very, very impressed. Jessica stared at you slack jawed and Yolanda bit her lip then started scooping your cum into her mouth from her pussy. They smiled at each other and signed something you couldn't guess. Then they both glanced at you mischievously and giggled while eating up the eye candy that was your new body.

"Not sure how much that accomplished," you said, "but they won't be **** anyone else today."

A moment later you reached the door and listened. You could here voices but had no idea what they were saying. There was definitely more than one man in there, how many more you couldn't say.

"We should find a side door," you suggested, "Somebody wait here, and then maybe we can hit them from two directions."

"We're really going in guns blazing?" Mr. Spellman asked, "So to speak."

"They kidnapped my wife and our daughters?" Mr. Locknae said, "I'm definitely going in guns blazing!"

"Daughters?" You asked, "Plural?"

"We're having twins," he said.

"Congrats, Bob!" Mr. Spellman said.

"Thanks but save it," he said as he raised his club, "I'll wait here and jump when I hear a commotion."

You nodded and the rest of you snuck around to the back of the building. You spotted the back door and motioned everyone to move back whe. You watched it open.

"That pig," Said the man with a hearty laugh, "Or I guess sow is more like it. This oughta teach her for locking me up, if there's still anybody home that is." Then he lit up a cigarette and leaned back against the wall.

You picked up a rock and whispered, "When he turns, we run." Jessica and Mr. Spellman nodded but Yolanda gave you a confused look. You weren't going to wait for him to head back inside though and tossed the rock over his head. It hit the ground on the other side and the guy looked that way just as you planned.

You sharged forward with Jessica's dad but the daughter sprinted forward and jumped on his back with an animalistic snarl. And she clearly didn't want fo fuck him.

"Damn it Jessica!" Her dad shouted then hit the man in the back of the knee making him stumble while Jessica strangled him. You him next in the stomach and then in the face. Jessica kept him from screaming for help and her dad flattened the man by striking him in the lower back. His gun fell out of its holster and he said reached for it before you nailed him in the back of the head. He twitched and stopped moving, but he was barely still breathing.

Mr. Spellman grabbed the handgun assuring you he knew how to use it and you didn't argue. Jessica had calmed down and slumped against the wall in shock.

"Did... did we kill him?" She asked flatly.

"No," you said.

"Oh," she said emotionlessly. Yolanda sidled up next to her petted her cheek but Jessica only gave her a delayed reaction. Although she was traumatized, it was somewhat relieving to see she had the presence of mind to understand what she did. She definitely wasn't like that yesterday afternoon. Her father did his best to consol her as you creaked open the door and peaked inside. It was a hallway with rooms on either side and a door at the end of the hall. There was a light on and you see movement under the door but couldn't tell anything beyond that.

"Jessie, listen," her father said, "When we get inside you and your friend find a place to hide and stay there. Got it? Good girl."

Jessica and Yolanda slipped into one of the side rooms and locked the door then you and Mr. Spellman crept your way down the hall.

"For the record," Mr. Spellman said, "I know she's carrying your child."

"And let me guess, you don't approve," you said.

"I don't approve of your harem," he said, "You got my daughter pregnant, she deserves your undivided attention."

"Well I didn't have to many options yesterday," you say, "It was either get her pregnant or let her rip me apart. Right now we need to take care of these goons, but i promise we'll discuss it in full later."

You pressed your ear to the door and heard someone fucking on the other side.

"You have a nice mouth, Officer," someone said, "How's her ass?"

"Goddman she's tight for being such a slut before," someone else said. In between their speaking you heard muffles feminine moans and deduced what was happening on the other side.

"There's at least two of them," you said.

"My turn!" Someone else said, "I want a turn with that pretty whore's mouth."

"Three of them," you corrected yourself. Mr. Spellman looked at the gun reluctantly then nodded at you. You pushed the door open and he ran through.

"EVERYBODY ON THE GROUND NOW!" He shouted. You joined his side a moment later and surveyed the scene in the room. There were actually four men, three of them were gangbanging a strawberry blonde policewoman who they had locked in her own handcuffs. She was stuffed airtight with one of their cocks in each of her holes. The guy by the window raised his gun to fire at you then Mr. Locknae smashed the window with his bat and dragged the man outside. The other three pulled out of the cop they were **** and tried to get their guns, but it wasn't easy with their lants down. Mr. Spellman cursed and shot on of them in the chest while you charged the other two like a wildman. You knocked one of them out in one blow and stunned the other with the backswing, then smote him with an over the head swing. He hit the table on the way down.

After that it was eerily quiet.

Until...

"NO NO NO!" The policewoman shrieked, "You killed the guys who were fucking me why did you do that?"

"Ignore her!" Mr. Spellman said as he searched the room, "Look for any clues."

"FUCK ME PLEASE!" the attractive cop screamed.

"Don't even think about it, kid," Mr. Spellman said, reading your mind.

"She's still a witness," you said and spoke in your commanding voice, "Officer, snap out of it and tell us what's going on here."

"What, oh," she said, "These guys were human traffickers. I was tracking them for months before they kidnapped me and locked me up in here. I think they're drugging their captives, giving them aphrodisiacs to make them compliant with uncontrollable libidos. Aaaaaagh! Myself included! Pound me into the table so I can think again!"

"You're a bit out of the loop, officer," you said as you fiddled with her handcuffs, but you couldn't find the key, "How long have you been here?"

"I don't know," she said, "Three days? Yesterday all of the captives started acting they couldn't help themselves, sexually I mean."

She pointed to one side of the room which was floor to ceiling windows covered in blinds.

"That's where they're holding us," she said, "in the main garage area, then someone else comes and takes them somewhere else."

"Officer!" Mr. Locknae tried to get her attention from ourside, "Have you seen a pregnant woman?"

"I... don't... know. ERRRGGG," she was trying her hardest but she was losing her grip, "But you can all get me pregnant if you want!"

Finally Mr. Spellman opened the blinds and said, "By god!"