Chapter Twelve
"I'm sorry, I deserve better than this."
Marcus watched his long term girlfriend Vivian leave him, the second the call ended so did their relationship.
He returned to his cell, knowing that the second he gets out, he didn't have a home to return to.
A week later he was out, his parole officer spoke sternly to him.
"Son, I don't ever wanna see here again. Go out there get a job, take some anger management classes and stay off the streets I worked my ass to make sure you become a functional member of society. Don't make me regret it."
They both shook hands and hugged, Marcus' response was somewhat warmer.
"Sure thing, pops."
Marcus wandered aimlessly for a bit and managed to find his former apartment which his ex paid for, he waited in front hoping to catch a glimpse of Vivian but he had to leave when he didn't see her.
He stumbled into a phone booth and called up his family. None of them agreed to talk for even a minute.
"Fuck." He cursed before trying some friends.
"Bro what's up?" Marcus greeted.
"Dude, is that you early release eh?"
"Yeah. So I'm kind of low on cash and I need a place to crash for a bit.." He was immediately interrupted.
"Nah.. Sorry but we're full at the moment."
That was how all his calls began and ended.
'Fuck!" He cursed and left the phone booth, he walked to a homeless shelter and laid there for a while.
He returned to Vivian's apartment and saw the lights on, all his friends and hers were celebrating and he wasn't invited. His better conscience warned him to leave them be but his pride tormented him till he relented.
Knock! The door opened and Vivian stared in shock at Marcus.
"Look I don't have time for this right now." She stepped back in and tried to shut the door but Marcus held her.
"Vivi, I'm sorry. Please let's get back together, you're my woman."
Vivian fought his grip but he proved stubborn and soon the small tussle escalated, those inside came out and forced Marcus to leave.
Marcus looked at them enraged but their eyes were even fiercer, the door was shut and his social life died.
For days afterwards, Marcus stalked Vivian hoping to get a word in but he never saw an opportunity till today.
After another failed day of job searching, he saw Vivian standing alone at the end of the street.
He moved stealthily then forcibly held her from behind.
"What the fuck?!" She screamed.
"Vivi, it's me." Marcus tried to console her but she fought him till bystanders arrived and separated the two.
Marcus slept in a cell that night and a restraining order was made against him.
The next day, he was invited for a job offer but it was a trap. He woke up tied to a chair in front of a figure, he recognised all too well.
It was Vivian's elder brother, Egwin.
"Look bro, I get it. You're low right now and you need a break but my sister ain't yours no more. She belongs to the boss so I'm gonna have to teach you a lesson."
Marcus had his arms broken and he was branded on his left eye before he was strung up naked at the pass for all to see the next day.
He still got arrested but was released since it wasn't his fault and he knew better than to sell out Egwin and risk more retailation.
At the docks, he was approached by a black man in a black tuxedo who gave him a job.
He threw pictures at the table showing Vivian moving around with a popular icon - Arman Julio.
"You probably want a bit of payback so here's the deal. Arman Julio is wealthy, powerful and loved. Something you will never be but he isn't infallible."
Another picture showing Selene was thrown on the table.
"Here is his weakness, you will seduce his wife and gain access a secret package. What you choose to do with it, is up to you?"
Marcus accepted the job, he found her driver and got rid of him, taking on his identity and gaining access to Selene.
Each ride he gave her gave them the opportunity to get closer to one another.
He told her about the state of things outside her sheltered world, listened to her worries about her life and even revealed Julio's numerous affairs he kept from her.
"I know this isn't my job but I want you to know."
"Thank you for your honesty. Well since he has other companions, I might as well enjoy myself too. Are you available tonight?" Selene and Marcus began an affair, engaging multiple times till she was comfortable enough to allow him to call her his woman.
Then one night, Julio was away on his "trips". Selene immediately called Marcus over and he was there.
Marcus waited for a minute before she opened the door to her bedroom.
Selene laid on her martial bed wearing the most lovely lingerie he had ever seen.
She leaned forward exposing her rear end to his lust and Marcus took the bait.
"I'm your woman." He made her repeat this words and he thrust into her with his bulging member, the bed sheets were stained with the essence of their infidelity after their tryst.
Selene opened a bottle for both of them as the glasses were poured, Marcus slipped a white pill into one of them and gave them to Selene.
Within minutes, she was out of it and open to all his suggestions.
"Where does Julio keep all his important stuff?"
"In a secret vault downstairs." Selene said lost in a trance.
"Anywhere else?" Marcus pressed on.
"He has a private warehouse down at the docks." Marcus searched the vault after unlocking it with a retinal replica of Julio's eye.
Other than some precious jewels, cash and documents what he was hired to find wasn't there.
His next move was at the docks, he arrived in Selene's car.
"Boss sent me to inspect the package before its shipped out. Open the damn thing up."
His countenance and the fact he drove one of the Arman's cars convinced them of his authencity.
In the container, Marcus found it. Within a transparent chamber that looked like a coffin laid a black body suit that looked like a prop out of a movie but props don't get packaged this nicely.
It looked like it was made for someone several sizes taller, had a deep muscular grain, an exoskeleton and a rigid heavy body that weighed almost two kilograms.
"Go get the papers for this thing." Marcus ordered the worker.
"Right away boss."
Alone he got to work, he opened the casing with the replica eye and brought down the suit.
"How the fuck do I work this thing?" Marcus said to himself.
The suit's chest opened up revealing its interior and Marcus slid into it.
The interior was temperature regulated, the suit's fabric stole the heat from his body.
Several objects in the suit locked around his limbs and suddenly the rigid thing almost comparable to a statue mirrored his movements without him having to use his own effort to move it.
He leaped a bit causing the spinal core to turn on, the world felt lighter and soon Marcus was levitating off the ground.'Shit' Marcus said in disbelief.
"Look this is all I can find.." The worker froze when he came in to see Marcus wearing the extremely important object and knew they had been played with.
"We got a robbery here." He said into his shoulder comms and aimed a pistol at Marcus, a single shot was fired. The bullet made contact with the suit and dropped off harmlessly.
"Damn." The guard cursed and began to fire more but the suit remained impenetrable but Marcus was still careful to protect his exposed head.
The fight began and the warehouse was stained with blood as Marcus ripped through everything that stood in his way. Every punch tore through guts like wet paper, the other side struggled in a futile effort to contain him for hours till he was the only one left standing in a pool of blood and guts.
The last person was reaching for his comms when Marcus found him, he launched at him with the full might of the armor, landing on him like a canon ball, instantly turning him into flesh mush.
"Hahaha!" Marcus laughed to himself as he acknowledged the true might of what he had become.
Feeling like a god, Marcus knew what he had to do. Vivian was meeting with Julio at the hotel when suddenly Marcus flew in with a mask and found their room.
A massacre ensued and he laid waste to the whole building including Vivian and Julio.
Then his friends, his parents and now his sights was set on Selene.
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"Good. I will forgive you if you say it." Marcus ordered, "Say you're my woman."
The weight of his grip was unnaturally light and yet he held so much strength, Selene knew that she really could die at a moment's notice if he so wished so she opted to give him what he desired.
"Yes. I'm yours." Selene accepted this degrading title, "I'm your woman."
Marcus' ego was finally satisated but he wasn't done yet and Selene prepared herself for what came next.
He leaned like a crazed stalker and sniffed her with depraved passion.
"Will you be a good girl?" Marcus whispered to Selene who was still backed to the wall.
Selene knew what would happen next would be far from ideal and she was ready.
"Yes. Anything you want."
Marcus lifted her up from the waist, his hands crawled across her body, groping, feeling and sliding into spaces too sensitive to play with.
Selene groaned before leaning into Marcus, wrapping her arms around his neck allowing him more space to explore further.
Knowing than to remove his amour, he instead opted to simply use other means to enjoy his prize amongst the chaos he had wrought.
Not caring about the situation neither who could see them engaging in such things out in the open, Marcus began his perverted activity in complete disregard to Selene's dignity or will. Selene knew what he wanted and gave it freely, a small payment in order not to meet the same horrible fate as her guests.
Her dress was lifted to her waist and her underwear was shifted out of the way.
Marcus' armoured fingers, each the size of an erect cock went in and out of her pussy, one way then two then three straining to the limit.
Pleasure shot across Selene's body, the novelty of the experience and the controversy of the situation made the activity feel so rewarding and at the same time unnerving.
Her mind cleared of all thoughts and emotions, what was left was the incessant crave for carnal gratitude that her assaulter brought.
Her arms tightened around his neck, his fingers tuned her clitoris like a knob, exploding even more pleasure into her body.
"Do you like it?" Marcus jeered.
"It feels amazing. More please." Selene whispered into his ear, "Make your woman feel good." She leaned in, pushed away her hair and kissed his forehead. Selene knew how to stir him on with this simple affectionate gesture and it worked.
The armoured fingers rubbed against the walls of her pussy which clenched around the invader to dissuade it but it instead released more pleasure for its host body which quivered to the touch of danger.
"I'm about to come." Selene declared.
"I want to see it." Marcus told her. Selene leaned in closer and had her orgasm, staining the cold exterior with the warmth from her body.
Marcus' fingers brushed her cheeks and slid into her mouth which opened to accept him, he dragged the edge of her lips.
Selene sucked and bit gently on the armoured fingers, Marcus chuckled at the scene pleased at her submission.
Marcus flew with her outside into the garden where many were still in hiding.
"Time for your next performance." Marcus said to Selene. "Get on all fours."
Selene did revealing her wet rear to him and those watching, Marcus spanked her butt which shook like a solid watery mass.
His fingers made their next conquest, Selene's ass.
They slid into the tight area, pushing against the clenching walls into her depths.
He pushed through several checkpoints, never satisfied till he reached the next one.
Selene winced, groaned then moaned, Marcus touched a new area and Selene couldn't control herself.
"Ughh..!" She quivered, the intense discomfort and pleasure made her body quake.
"Is this your weakpoint?" Marcus taunted before making that area, the main focus of his attack.
His finger rubbed that area fiercely and Selene lost her mind to the gratifying experience.
She instinctively shook her ass as he attacked her anal G-Spot.
"I Love this." She said out loud, boldy proclaiming her newfound adoration for anal play.
Marcus grinned proudly, Selene gave him something no other lover had ever given him.
A palette to explore his depraved fetishes without care and he planned to make the most of it.
One finger wasn't enough, another followed then an additional two.
Selene's anus was extended to the limit, she felt full and uncomfortable but couldn't stop and deny herself the pleasure or risk his wrath.
Her insides were crawling with armoured fingers which rubbed her walls, attacked her fiercely and destroyed whatever honour and decency she had before.
Her pussy dripped and Marcus used his other hand to attack that too.
Selene's holes were attacked by Marcus who enjoyed his Dominion.
Selene's body shook and her pussy sprayed out a bath of fluids, while her anus tightened uncontrollably releasing its own unique orgasmic fluids.
Selene laid on her back, recovering from the intense love making.
Marcus came up to her and plunged his fingers into her mouth, she left her rest and used her mouth to greedily clean up his fingers.
She sucked each finger with skill like she was executing a blowjob, her actions enthralled Marcus' fully, keeping his senses glued onto Selene who did her final service dutifully.
"This is how it should be." This were Marcus' last words before a metal wire strangled his neck followed by a paralysing jolt of electricity which left him exposed and the attacker took the opportunity and drove something into his skull ending his life, two forms fell to the ground.
Only one rose from the pile, it was a blood soaked white haired gentleman who kept Selene company earlier, moments before the attack began.
While Marcus laid on the ground, his eyes bulged out and his head split open by a garden shear.
"Are you okay?" Ives asked Selene who stood in disbelief from a minute, suddenly Ives still delirious from the electric shock fell forward and Selene caught him in her arms on instinct.
Ives laid barely awake in Selene's arms, he still mouthed.
"You… okay?"
Selene smiled at him like he was the best thing in the world and replied.
"Yeah."