Twisted Vacation, Part 2

Note - I originally had this posted on fanfiction.com and I hadn't bothered coming back here because of some controversy with my other story...so, I was finally able to get back here and deleted that one. I hope people like this one. Don't mind some of the notes for the first four chapters - those were done in response to reviews from fanfic.com.

Twisted Vacation, Part 2
Disclaimer: Most of the characters mentioned in this story are the property of Tecmo. That would be Ayane, Christie, Lisa, Tine, Kasumi, Helena, Lei-Fang, Hitomi, Jann-Lee, Hayate, Hayabusa...you get the point. Any character that appear in the actual Dead or Alive Extreme Beach Volleyball game or ANY of the Dead or Alive fighting games are the property of Tecmo. Let's leave it at that.

Summary of Part 1:
Lei-Fang discovers new things about herself while on vacation at Zack Island. She experiments with Christie and Hitomi in an effort to gain a better understanding of herself. Christie leaves the island so the two of them can be together after killing Sonya, a rival assassin.

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It was late. I couldn't sleep, so instead I found myself standing on the beach in a faint pink kimono. The cool night breeze blew my reddish-colored hair back...I missed having it in a braid.

2:00 AM. Another evening of thinking too much had led to more temporary insomnia. I felt so foolish for rushing to Zack Island. The whole time, I had been hoping for another fighting competition. I missed Hayate...my only brother, the one I could trust among everyone else in this world. I looked up at the stars as if expected an answer, but they floated completely still as always. My bare feet brushed against the soft, white sand, safely away from the cool tide that threated them.

'A little swim might ease things,' I told myself. I let the robe drop to the ground and gave my naked body over to the soft wind and silver moonlight. Slowly, I began walking toward the ocean water. I could feel the sand become more firm as I got closer. 'Here it comes,' I thought. I had never enjoyed cold water very much, but I was in a bit of an adventurous mood that night. Unfortunately, I wasn't prepared for what happened next.

Rather than feel the cold water on my toes that I had been expecting, a heavy form crashed against me and lifted me from the ground. Instinctively I tried to scream, but a thick hand stifled the sound. Before I could think, I was gagged and my wrists and feet were bound. It didn't even occur to me to feel embarassment at my nudity in front of others - the surprise and sudden anger more than overwhelmed it. When I got my bearings again, I was being held over a large man's shoulder. I could barely turn my head to see another man walking beside him, yet their faces were hidden from me. I tried kicking the big guy, but it was no use - a gloved hand securely held the back of my upper thighs against him.

"Looks like we got a juicy one tonight, Jake," was what I heard from the one who held me. His coarse, unshaved cheek pressed against my behind as he took a deep whiff...I blushed as his nose brushed against my 'private area.' They were dressed in black...it'd be no use trying to identify them. And I didn't know what they'd do to me. I was scared, but forced myself not to panic; there would have to be a way out sometime. They'd make a mistake sooner or later - nobody's perfect.

"You're gonna share, right?" My fists clenched as best they could in their current bonds. Both of the men laughed - one very gruff, and the other like a normal guy who had something to hide. A smaller hand came up and grabbed my ass, squeezing and feeling when it shouldn't have been. "Wow, you were right. She is juicy! I can't wait to put my face between those sweet legs." A final smack, and the smaller hand was gone. Suddenly, their voices sounded oddly familiar. Before I could think enough to put a face to either of them, I was falling...I made an audible "thud" as I hit the ground. They had taken me into a little area of the jungle where nobody else could see us. I caught a glimpse of their faces before a white cloth was pushed up against my nose. I quickly, reluctantly, lost consciousness, but not before feeling those rough hands grope me where they didn't belong.

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A few days after Christie left, I woke up with Hitomi next to me - as usual. She looked so cute when she slept. The white bedsheets covered her nude form, but I knew from viewing it so many times exactly what I was missing. They rested lightly on her exposed side, giving a good form to her hips and sliding in between her legs. Her breasts were fully visible, and it was an effort not to give them just a quick touch. A fragile-looking hand rested on a feather pillow that matched the bedsheets in color. I half-expected her to have a thumb in her mouth. She seemed so peaceful...I would've spooned with her if she was facing the other way. Plus, I didn't want to wake her. I loved the way her hair caught the early morning sunlight...even if it wasn't a bright blonde. It looked like it had been brushed and placed neatly on the pillow...almost no disturbances. I rubbed my eyes to keep myself from admiring her any longer and decided that a shower would be nice.

Walking over to the bathroom, I could see out a large window - there was a gathering of the hotel staff and a few of the other girls on the island. Apparently there was some sort of commotion...I didn't give it any thought.

The shower water got hot pretty quickly, and I jumped in to let the heat and steam envelop me. I left the door unlocked, just in case Hitomi did wake up and decided she wanted to join me.

"Hmm...mmmm," I hummed an old Chinese folk song I learned as a kid. I was beginning to miss home...would Hitomi come with me? It seemed she was in my every thought lately. That was how I knew I loved her. Yet, I loved Christie too. I don't know that I could've done the same thing if I were in her position...I know she didn't decide easily on what she did.

"Let her be happy. She deserves someone better than me." I stared down at my body and almost regretted the encounters I'd had with her. Before I got too hard on myself, though, I was reminded that I was new to this whole side of me, that I had never had any experience, that I was confused...Christie had been the one to help me through it. I almost wished there were two of me - not so I could feel both Hitomi and Christie, but rather so that they could both have me instead. Too much thinking on that subject often left me a bit saddened...I just focused on soaping myself up instead, when Hitomi walked in and smiled.

"Morning, sexy." I didn't think I'd ever get tired of staring into those blue eyes of hers. "Mind if I take over?" I loved how quickly she was opening up to this whole thing. She slid the glass door open and shut it behind her in order to hug me. I dropped the bar of soap and let my slippery form rub against her.

"Did you sleep well?" I asked. She nodded into my chest...I wasn't sure if I was ready for an orgasm that early in the day. I kissed her on the cheek and nibbled on her ear a bit. She giggled in that unique way of hers.

"Yeah, I did." She let go and pushed her hair back behind her face. "Wanna go snorkeling today?" She picked up the bar of soap and handed it to me, and rubbed what was left of the suds on my chest.

"Sounds good." I stopped talking after realizing that it might be a problem. "Did you see everyone gathered outside? Looks like something odd's going on...we should check that out, just to be safe." She nodded.

"I hope everyone's okay." Hitomi stepped forward again and turned so her back faced me, and then pushed her behind up to my front. Those soft hands of hers (which I knew were much stronger than they looked) rubbed against my face and neck, causing me to purr and almost drop the soap again. "How about washing me, Lei-Lei?" she asked as the hot shower water trickled down her body and reflected light at certain spots. I was practically holding her against me with one arm, squeezing her chest and trailing down to her navel and pussy, and soaping with the other. I loved it when our skin slipped against the other's like that. I sucked on the index finger she stuck in my mouth and moaned as her other hand felt between my legs. We made it a habit to shave down there daily...it just kept things easier and felt much better. I moved my mouth down to her exposed neck and gave it a little bite...I almost laughed at her little yelp. 10 seconds later, there was a dark reddish mark where my mouth had just been.

"Just my little way of claiming you," I joked. Her angry smile didn't come as a surprise to me after she turned back around, but the squeeze on my ass did. Her thigh slipped between my own...before I knew it, our wet bodies were sliding and grinding against each other.

Ten minutes later, after enough biting, fingering, and nipple-sucking, we finished washing up and dried off to go see what all the fuss was about. Neither of us had reached our climax in the shower, so I kept a hand underneath the back of her blue panties as we walked out of the room and towards the elevator.

A small bump briefly caught my attention as we passed by a door...actually, it seemed more like a closet than anything, the way it was positioned between two rooms. The numbering sequence didn't really follow on that particular door, either...

"Weird," I told Hitomi. She agreed, but we dismissed it by the time we got into the elevator.

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I woke up later and tried to piece together the fragments of memory that still remained. Big hands...bad places. Big guys...violation...discomfort...there and then not there. It was difficult and enough concentration caused my head to hurt. My wrists were bound above me and my ankles below...I couldn't move. I couldn't even scream because I was gagged and my mouth was full of cloth. Any vocalizations I tried to make were lost. I couldn't see, either - everything was black. I was also vaguely aware that I was still nude...that my jaw and crotch both ached...that something had dried and crusted over on my thighs, waist...I knew I was turning red, even without a mirror. Yet I couldn't even make a sound. I felt so...useless.

I just sort of hung there for a while, thinking of how I could escape, or even make someone else aware of my presence, when all of a sudden I heard two pairs of feet walk by. Low voices....I screamed as loud as I could, but it was no use - what little sound might have escaped didn't exist - my throat was so dry that it was more of a hoarse, raggedy exhalation than a scream. I couldn't take it...I began thrashing my body wildly, trying anything to give myself a chance of salvation from the two passersby.

My head struck something behind it...and again, I felt myself lose consciousness and return to that familiar blankness...

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A/N - Yeah, I know, I totally skipped ten minutes of hot girl-on-girl shower action....But I gave you Kasumi nude and kidnapped! ; ) I haven't written in a while, so hopefully this'll help me get back into the groove of things. Don't forget to drop me a line : ) Expect another chapter soon.