From a letter on the JCAdventures ring. "I like the ninja's, not the wizard guy. and spleeferz, don't worry I'll help ya fight the system." Ballroom bounces around, raising a fist to the sky. "We will get the great Mistress Spleeferz Back" Cracker yells hanging from The chandailer. Valmont starts to chant potition. everyone soon joing in. Suddenly their picketing is interrupted when New FFNet troopers were unloading in front of Ballroom's last standing Domain. "Aw crap!" She said as the FFNet troopers surrounded her base readying to luanch their attack..... ...... . ..... ........ The SOI and Spleefie's rescue team gathered their weapons, readying for the onslaught..... ......... .. ............ hehehe... And no I still don't own this. I so want those gloves! Sorry this story just kind of hit me, you know, Like a sort of two ton heavy thing. I saw Cracker Jack Today! ^_^ They slinked down the wall, it was easy for them to do, and they were so accustomed to doing it. It helped that there were grooves in the stone structure, this way they could grab a hold easily to make their way down. Though a Fall wouldn't kill them out right, it could possibly damage them. At least that's what they discovered in their last adventures with this person. But now they wanted revenge against him. They finally made it to the top of building, and locating an entrance they slipped in. It wasn't unusual to find these hidden homes and other buildings underground. It was just rare any of them held anything of Value. But this particular underground house did hold something far greater than the treasures they hunted. It promised Revenge! They made their way through the labyrinthine Tunnels in which they traveled, following the urge for vengeance. They soon came to a grate and low and behold their target. This was one of the ones who not only foiled them, but he was the one who stopped them from getting what they wanted. The one on the right motioned to his friend. 'There he is, what's the plan?' 'I say we make him suffer.' The second one motioned back to the first. 'it has to be the perfect vengeance, we don't want the reputations of a push overs.' They paused and gazed at the completely prone form of someone named their arch enemy. 'How many people you suppose don't like him?' 'Dunno, but I'm included in that number when we find it out.' The first responded to his friends question. They slipped through the grate, landing gracefully on the night stand with barely a sound. The first one motioned to the second as he landed on the nightstand next to his friend. 'Hey check out his under garments, how queer, smiley faces.' 'I know, you would think they would have better dress since than that.' The second responded as the first one nodded his agreement. The one on the left motioned to the doors, his friend completely understanding they went and locked the doors that lead into the dark haired man's room. With that done the converged next to the bed, motioning the fate of the snoozing man. The one on the right was obviously making suggestions of a rude nature, while the one on the left stifled laughter while nodding his agreement. The one on the right motioned to his friend. 'We have to gag him, and get his hands tied somehow so he can't get help.' The one on the left pulled out a pair of handcuffs and a huge bandana that could be used as a gag. The second one handed the handcuffs to his friend then followed suite onto the bed. It was easy to crawl in undetected, and they quickly set to positioning and tying him up properly. The man was out cold and with a few tickles here and there, his hands had moved enough that they could handcuff him to the bed. Jackie awoke with a start, his mouth felt like cotton. Wait that was cotton in his mouth. He tried to remove the offending cloth but for some reason his hands refused to come from above his head. He looked up to see he was hand cuffed to the frame of the bed. He looked around baffled, no one was in here, was this some kind of sick joke? If so who was doing it? Jackie heard some faint sound and felt something in the bed next to him. He looked down to see nothing to out of the ordinary, he tried undoing his hands from their bonds. Tugging on them caused them to clank onto the frame causing Jackie to wince at the offending sound. Suddenly something was walking on his midsection beneath the covers. Jackie froze as something crossed his stomach and grabbed his crotch. Jackie started to struggle, as that wasn't quite right as his soft member was being petted by something that felt strangely like a disembodied hand. Suddenly Jackie heard that squeaking sound as the left one emerged. Jackie stared wide eyed. It's the gloves! Their Back! He wondered why they were here for a brief second, then it hit him, they wanted vengeance from him, for stealing their treasure. The left one made a rude motion, while Jackie returned from space, then made a dive under the Chinaman's shirt. Jackie gritted his teeth as the right one stroked his hardening length and the left one added to these stimulation by teasing his nipples roughly. Jackie whimpered, these gloves were evil little rapist, and had he been able to he would have been screaming for help. Jackie struggled against his bonds trying to knock his dismembered attackers off him to no avail. Suddenly lefty made for Jackie's boxer shorts, and Jackie squirmed in surprise as suddenly his balls were being fondled by aged leather. Jackie let out a moan of pleasure as the two continued their administrations for a moment, eliciting moans from their prisoner. Lefty paused in his work, then Jackie felt his boxers being pulled down as Righty continued to stroke him. Lefty pulled Jackie's' boxers all the way off before returning to the excitement. Jackie was squirming, thrusting his hips up as he moaned loudly, trying to find release, but the right glove wouldn't let him have release. Lefty laughed slightly before he dived in between Jackie's legs. He took his middle digit and started to insert it into Jackie's hole. Jackie tensed up at that feeling of something pressing in the wrong place, and he let out a muffled yelp. Jackie struggled as he felt the leather finger enter him, his muffled cries getting lost in the cloth that was gagging him. Jackie struggled as he felt the finger enter him completely as it brushed against a spot deep inside, sending shivers of absolute pleasure through him. Jackie arched his hips up, trying to find more of that of what he felt. He would have creamed had Righty allowed him too. Righty in the mean time was still stroking Jackie, but was pressing his urges back. Righty snickered as lefty down below made the man squirm like mad, tickling his prostrate. After a few moments of sweet torture, righty stopped, and Jackie whimpered as the erotically rough handling was ceased. Jackie felt the Right one slide under his shirt, walk across his stomach to stop at his chest. Jackie barely paid head to it while the Left glove inserted a second finger, causing Jackie to squirm even more. That was when the right one grabbed his Nipple and tweaked it hard. Jackie let out something between and yelp and moan, and the right Glove continued pinching the already hard peck. Jackie closed his eyes, wishing so very much for release that he couldn't find. After a moment the right glove turned it's attention to the left peck and started on it, causing Jackie to become very bothered. Jackie started to whimper as he felt a third finger enter him, his prostrate getting more attention than he could handle. Pressure was building up in lower regions and he knew he would explode any moment. Now he was struggling just to do so, he was being filled with pleasure like nothing before. Jackie was so involved with the pleasure of what was happening he didn't notice Righty till the Glove wrapped around his member and began stroking. He let out a muffled yell, his member hardening beyond what he thought capable as Righty petted the length. Jackie came with a muffled scream, squirting straight up in the air, then having it land on him. Jackie laid there a moment before he realized that the gloves were out of sight. He glanced around as mush as he could, then sat up, facing the head board. He glanced at himself, all he had on was his white T-shirt. He looked at the hand cuffs that held him to the head of the bed. "Great, how am I going to explain this�?" 'That was interesting. He sure was messy.' Lefty squeaked out to his other half, who nodded with the last sentence. They ran over to the fire escape quickly and leaped their way down. They had gotten used to it over the months of freedom they had, so they had a pattern for these things all worked out. Lefty, who hangs from the bar, then Righty, who swings from Lefty' to the ground, then to Jump down to the next bar. Meanwhile Lefty got down and was jumping by the time Righty had landed. You think that all out, I had to Type it!:)~ They finally made it to the ground and ran for a few blocks before relaxing in an alleyway. Righty squeaked to his friend. 'If that was torture, I think he wanted to do it more.' Lefty nodded this time, thinking to himself. Righty knew exactly what he was thinking to, it was way back when they sailed the seas. When they would capture valuable people who knew something worth something, they had been made to talk. 'Who knows maybe we can get our treasure back!' Left Squeaked out. Righty nodded and they two ran off searching for things to loot. That night they broke into countless places, hiding the loot in the forest. Gloves! Gloves! Three hours later. Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Three hours later. Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Three hours later. Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Three hours later. Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! Gloves! JCA Three hours later. Three hours later� "I can't believe these Fantastic little guys! They are so wonderful!" The nicely dressed man exclaimed as the gloves, with all the loot they could fit through the mail slot, which was almost everything save the furniture, jumped in the car. He had been in the park when he spotted them and tried talking to them. They understood every word he said, so he had played on the fear that any one could walk by and steal their treasures. They had agreed to steal for him so long as they could have a safe place for their treasures they decided to keep. He agreed so long as he got what they didn't want and it had better make it worth his time. So far it was working great, and the best part was, once he could show them how to bypass more complicated security systems, he could have them break into museums. He grinned as the two gloves shifted through what they didn't really want and what they planned on keeping. This was going to be a good relationship. 'Think him and his friends will Help us with breaking into that one place with our treasure in it?' Right asked, lefty was kicked back giving his opinion of the jewels pulled out. 'Of course, we just need to talk to him. Right?' Lefty asked as he shook at a particular piece and Righty threw it in their bag. Righty shrugged as he dug out another piece and lefty shook his finger no. "Oh here's a nice place, want to go shopping my little accessories." The man with white hair lowered the window as they slowed down. The gloves dumped the rest of their loot and took off for the doors, two men following suite. One was brightly clad and the other was dressed in Black. The gloves slipped through the mail slot to land on the far side. Lefty and Righty ran around gathering the jewels, taking them back to the mail slot to deposit them with the two waiting outside. Righty paused in his works, motioning and squeaking out his comment. 'We got this guy hooked, Hell help us with anything so long as we hold up our end of the deal.' Lefty agreed and they went back to stealing, the night was young. |