The Heiress' Capture

Thanks for reading! This dirty little piece of HG fanfiction is a birthday present for my friend HazzyRap. Hope you enjoy it!

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"Fiona... come here, Fiona. I can see you there."

Fiona watched from under the table, her heart feeling as if it were about to explode. She'd tried to outrun him, but she couldn't run anymore... she'd been forced to duck under a table in one of the rooms. Hewie stood on the other side of the room, growling threateningly... but Fiona knew that Hewie did not scare this man.

"Please, let's just stop this. I don't want to hurt you if I don't have to." Fiona watched his sandal-clad feet, getting closer and closer to the small wooden table. Yes, he knew where she was... but she couldn't move... she heard the noise of the gun hitting his palm as he strode over near the table. She saw Hewie suddenly charge at him from behind... maybe he would give her a chance to escape... Suddenly, Riccardo whirled around, and a loud bang echoed in the room.

Fiona cried out as she saw Hewie hit the floor. Riccardo had shot him in the leg, and he laid on the floor, yelping in pain. His feet turned once again to the table, but this time he kneeled down. She gasped as she saw his hooded face again... she thought that he would help her, but now he was after her too... the maid was still out there, somewhere... it didn't make any sense to her... everybody in this place seemed hell-bent on chasing her, and she just wanted it all to stop. She felt a tear drop from her eye, and knew that she wasn't going to run anymore. This was it.

"Are you finished running, Fiona?" He asked, his voice sounding so refined, professional... even though he was a maniac. "Or am I going to have to do to you what I did to your dog?"

Fiona just shook her head, hearing Hewie whining in agony. She didn't know what he wanted with her... but it couldn't be worse than this. Any more of this and she would snap...

"I'll come with you. Just... stop.... Please stop."

She saw his mouth twist into a victorious smile, and he nodded his head.

"Good girl. I knew I could reason with you," he said, extending a hand to her.

Fiona reluctantly reached out and took his hand, feeling its dry and rough surface and shuddering involuntarily. This was not a normal man... He brought her out from under the table, then helped her stand up. She stood there, trying not to look at him and hoping that whatever he wanted to do to her, that he didn't want to kill her... And suddenly, she yelled as he grabbed her roughly and painfully by the shoulders and began walking with her.

"Of course, you need to be punished now," he said softly, something like excitement entering his voice, "You'll learn very quickly not to run from me, my dear."

Fiona cried out again as he squeezed her shoulder hard, and looked back through tearful eyes at Hewie, who was still on the floor.

"What about Hewie? He'll die if we leave him here! You can't!

"Oh, yes I can," Riccardo said angrily, opening a door and shoving her through. "The damn mutt deserves it, too."

"No," Fiona said weakly, wishing this was all just a nightmare. She saw a strange blue box in the middle of the room he had brought her to, and he pushed her toward it. Riccardo, keeping a close eye on her, pulled a key out of his pocket and stuck it in a little keyhole at the top of the cube. When he unlocked it, he swung open the side of it, then looked at her.

"Get in. You'll stay here until I decide what to do with you."

Fiona shook her head. There was no way she was going to get into that little box... why did he want her in there? What was he planning? Suddenly, she found the barrel of his gun in her face.

"I said get in, Fiona."

Taking a shivering breath, she found she had no choice. She climbed into the cube, which was big enough to hold her, but not by much... and he promptly shut the door and locked her in.

"Don't worry, I'll be back. You won't have to wait long..."

Fiona watched him walk away from the cube and moaned in despair. Hewie was going to die, and she may, too... She laid down on the cold floor of the cube, her head spinning... This couldn't be happening to her...

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Daniella waited in the shadows as she watched Riccardo walk by, not even noticing her. He'd discovered her chasing Fiona earlier, and had told her he'd kill her if she ever did it again... then he took Fiona off to have her for himself. At least this time he didn't hit her... not that she felt it anyway. She felt nothing. She had never felt anything, not even the slightest hint of a feeling of any kind... until Fiona had arrived.

When Daniella first saw her, she was disgusted. Fiona, a woman far more perfect than Daniella would ever be... Riccardo wanted her, every man wanted her... and she was gifted with Azoth, something Daniella could never have... but each time she got close to Fiona, she felt it. She felt the Azoth inside her, and she wanted it so badly... And that's when she felt jealousy, something she'd never known before. It overwhelmed her, and consumed her... Fiona deserved to die, the filthy little bitch...

But she was able to restrain herself... until dinner. She'd put a sedative in the soup she'd given Fiona, something she'd gotten from a cabinet... soon, Fiona was out like a light, and Daniella went up to her room, intending to kill her... but she found she couldn't. As she watched Fiona's perfect body, rising and falling as she slept, she felt the jealousy return, but something else was there this time... curiosity.

Daniella had never known the pleasures of being a woman, she didn't have what a real woman had inside of her... and she suddenly reached out and began running her hand over Fiona's body. Her skin was so smooth, she was so perfect... all of the men wanted her because she had something Daniella didn't have, and Daniella wanted to know what it was... she felt herself desiring to feel Fiona on the inside, to touch her womanhood, feel what it was like to have something so important...

Daniella had woken Fiona up before she'd gotten the chance, though. Miss Fiona had gotten away from her, and that was something she wasn't allowed to do... but now she was there, in the room. Daniella looked down the hall to make sure Riccardo wasn't going to come back. He was nowhere to be seen, and so Daniella stepped out of the shadows toward the room he'd come from. She knew Fiona was in there, trapped in that little box... She didn't deserve the Azoth... she deserved to die...

Daniella opened the door and walked into the room, closing it behind her. She saw the expression of terror on Fiona's face when she saw her, and smiled the slightest bit. She walked toward the box, starting to laugh uncontrollably. She felt no happiness, no joy... but still she laughed, knowing that she had her prey trapped in here with her. The laugh was inhuman, psychotic... the woman was trapped, now...

Sha approached the cube, her laughing finally stopping, and stared through at Fiona. Fiona looked away, whimpering softly. Yes, she was scared, as she should be... soon, her Azoth would be freed from her body, and it would belong to Daniella... she just continued staring at Fiona, putting her scarred hands on the side of the box... She would wait here until Fiona came out, and then the bitch would die... she would DIE... she needed to DIE! Slowly, she started laughing again, causing Fiona to curl up on the other side of the box. She couldn't cower there forever...

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Riccardo walked back toward the room with the cell, with his precious Fiona. He knew he couldn't wait any longer... he had to have her now. He was afraid that Daniella would have killed her before he could get to her... when he found Fiona, Daniella had been coming after her in the estate with a huge shard of glass, obviously wanting to kill her, though Riccardo had no idea why the dumb clone was acting in such a way. She never used to act irrationally, she'd just do what she was told without question.

He'd taken the glass shard from Daniella and told her that if she tried any shit like that again, he'd kill her himself. Whether that would be enough to keep her away from Fiona, he didn't know... but he wanted her to know just how much Fiona meant to him. She would be the mother of his child...

As he opened the door to the room, he growled in anger. There she was again... Daniella, leaning on the cage, looking through at Fiona... why was she here? What did she want from Fiona? Well, Riccardo was going to find out.

"Daniella!" called Riccardo in a stern voice. "Get over here now!"

Daniella slowly turned around and faced him. She did as she was told, walking to him like a robot. Everything she did seemed automatic... except recently, when she was around Fiona, she was somehow different... She walked up to him, and Riccardo pulled her through the doorway, closing it. As soon as the door was closed, he struck her across the face. She said nothing, didn't cry out, just stayed still, as she always did...

"What the hell were you doing?" He asked her, hitting her again. She may not have been able to feel it, but it made him feel better. "I told you not to go near her anymore! Do you want me to kill you, Daniella? Is that what you want?"

"No, Master Riccardo," she replied in a monotone voice. She wasn't even looking at him, she was just staring off into space... did anything he do get through to her?

"Why are you after her, anyway? What do you think she could possibly give you? Why are you doing this?"

Daniella said nothing, just continued staring at the wall, which just infuriated Riccardo more.

"ANSWER ME!" he roared, taking a step toward her, fist pulled back.

"Azoth," she said, turning her face to look at him. "Womanhood... I want to be a woman! I need Azoth!"

"What?" asked Riccardo incredulously. "You can't just take Azoth from a person when you kill them! It doesn't work that way, you stupid maid."

"I want..." Daniella said again, some strange emotion entering her voice, though Riccardo couldn't tell what. "I want to feel what makes her woman! I want to know what pleasure is... I want to be like she is."

Riccardo paused. He'd never heard Daniella talk like this before, with such emotion... what did she mean by all this? ...Suddenly, an idea came to Riccardo. He smiled, his perverted mind thinking about it. Was it possible...? He'd imagined that having sex with Fiona would be the greatest thing in his life, but... he'd always wanted to try two women at once... and although Daniella was not really his idea of a woman, the mere thought of the situation made him grin. Daniella would always do anything he asked of her, but this was something she would enjoy....

"All right, Daniella... you want to know what womanhood is, do you?" he asked her in a sly, anticipating voice, his mind brimming with possibilities. "Come with me... I'll let you feel her any way you want..."

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Fiona sat in the cube, shaking. She knew something was about to happen... but she didn't know what. She looked outside of the transparent blue walls of the cube, toward the doorway, but nobody was there. Where had the maid gone? Why was Riccardo keeping her in here? Suddenly, the door opened and she saw him step into the room, the maid close behind. She got a twisting feeling in her stomach... whatever he was going to do to her, he was going to do it now. She could feel it.

He strode up to the cube, gun in his hand, and took his key out. Fiona wondered whether she should try to run, but saw the maid grinning behind him, and knew that she probably couldn't escape both of them. Riccardo swung open the side and extended his hand to her again. She took it, repulsed. Why was he still pretending to be polite?

She slid out and her feet dropped to the floor. She looked over at the maid, and saw her licking her lips with that same hungry smile on her face. She seemed excited... Fiona had never quite seen her like this, and she took an involuntary step back. She felt Riccardo's gun push into the small of her back, and stepped forward again, gasping.

"Just a precaution, my dear," he said. "Let's go."

Fiona began walking forward, toward the doorway, not exactly sure where she was going, but not wanting to get shot. She went through the door, and Riccardo herded her toward a door on the side of the hallway. She looked back uncertainly at them, Riccardo still with his hood up, and Daniella, staring at her, still grinning. What the hell was so funny?

"Where are you taking me?" asked Fiona, walking toward the door, but slowing down, almost afraid to know the answer.

"You'll see, Fiona. Go through the door."

She approached the door, turning the knob slowly and entering. She was surprised to find a fairly nice bedroom, a four-poster bed with white sheets and linen hanging down around it... she felt Riccardo's gun leave her back, and wondered if they were just going to let her rest... she turned around, not quite understanding, and saw Riccardo shut the door and take another key out of his pocket. Why would he lock himself...

It suddenly hit her, and Fiona's breath caught. No... they wouldn't... In a split-second decision, she rushed at the door, trying now for any chance of escape... but she was intercepted halfway by Daniella, who grabbed her around the waist. For such a frail figure, she had a strong grip... but Fiona fought against her, trying to escape. Riccardo turned around to watch, and the expression on his face could only be one of amusement. Fiona felt panic rising within her... she couldn't let them do this to her... she felt Daniella's breath on her face as she whispered to her.

"Miss... you'll be staying a while. A room fit for a little princess..."

"No! Let me go!"

She felt Daniella throw her backwards onto the bed. Before she could get up, the maid was upon her, pinning her legs to the bed with her own, licking her lips again and giggling softly. Suddenly, her eyes turned fierce, and she began tearing at Fiona's clothing, ripping it apart... Fiona screamed, knowing she couldn't get away, she could only watch as the deranged woman tore savagely at her blouse... she ripped the left side partway off, and one of Fiona's huge mounds sprang free, bouncing crazily on her chest as Daniella exhaled in what sounded like pleasure...

Fiona moaned in embarassment, closing her eyes. She'd never even been touched like this... She felt Daniella pull the other side of the blouse down, revealing her other breast, and stopped moving suddenly, just staring down at Fiona's attractive, perfect chest, eyes wide with jealousy. Fiona felt her cold, scarred hand squeeze her right breast, and she gasped involuntarily. This was horrible... She saw Riccardo, still just standing there, watching. She felt Daniella's hands rub up and down her breasts, feeling her nipples get hard... why? She didn't like this...

She watched in horror as Daniella threw off her blue outer uniform, then ripped her own white blouse in two with a single, swift motion, and exposed her own chest, looking down at her smaller breasts, then back at Fiona's huge, quivering mounds with envy. She removed the remnants of her shirt, then leaned forward, laying on top of Fiona, pushing her body down onto Fiona's soft breasts. Fiona felt an unbidden moan escape her lips as she felt the maid's cold body on hers. Daniella, staring intently into Fiona's eyes, brought her own lips close to Fiona's, whispering...

"Woman... you... filthy, vile woman..."

Suddenly, Fiona felt a hand roughly grab her between her legs, and cried out as she felt Daniella's hand through her skirt. She looked up to see Riccardo standing over them, watching her as she panted, helplessly pinned down by Daniella... but now, his hood was off, and she saw his face for the first time. Fiona felt a confused gasp escape her lips. He... he looked just like...

"Daddy? Wha... Ah!"

She was grabbed by Daniella again, harder this time, and was forced to look down at her hand as Daniella watched her reaction with a smile. Fiona heard Riccardo throw the rope he'd had around his waist onto the floor, and saw him remove his shirt. She tried to look away, but she couldn't. He came around to the foot of the bed, and she saw him stand right between her legs, staring hungrily... she cried out in despair, unable to move, as she felt Daniella grab her pussy again. Her face was still just inches away, just staring at her, grinning...

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"Ahhhh! Stop! Oh, god..."

Riccardo heard Fiona cry out as he pulled off her skirt, revealing her white panties underneath. He couldn't restrain himself any longer. He'd loved watching them... but he couldn't wait any longer. It was his turn. Of course, that wasn't to say Daniella couldn't still be there... Daniella kept her pinned to the bed with her own body, which really got Riccardo off... he grabbed her panties, knowing he couldn't wait any longer, and heard her make a noise of embarassment and despair as he pulled them down the legs and revealed her beautiful pussy.

"Ahh... Fiona..."

Riccardo moved in close, taking in Fiona's feminine aroma as he pushed Daniella off to the side, climbing up onto Fiona himself. She moaned as he moved up over her, looking down at her. She was so perfect... her beautiful cheeks were flushed deeply with red, her milky white skin trembling, her heaving breasts looking like two big, very appetizing ice cream sundaes with cherries on the top... he noticed Daniella taking her own skirt off, running her hand along Fiona's side... Riccardo decided it was time to indulge himself. He brought his tongue down to her right breast, while his hand sought out something else...

"Ah... Ohhhh! No!"

Riccardo slid his fingers along her slit, feeling around her labia folds, while simultaneously sucking on her nipple, running his tongue around her areola and biting lightly on her erect nipple. He worked her pussy open with his fingers, making their way inside to the jewel which he seeked...Fiona, just an innocent virgin who'd never had stimulation like this before, moaned passionately, arching her back off the bed. Riccardo reached with his fingers inside her tight pussy, searching... he felt his fingertips brush against her clitoris, and Fiona screamed, throwing her arms around his bare back.

Riccardo brought his mouth away from her breasts, sighing in pleasure as he felt her love juices begin slowly flowing out of her and onto his fingers. Fiona just lay there, breathing heavily, her eyes squeezed shut, on her face an expression of pain... but also of undeniable pleasure. Riccardo decided he'd played around long enough. Standing up beside the now completely nude Daniella beside the bed, he undid his pants and dropped them and his underwear to the floor, showing her his long, stiff prick.

Fiona gasped, looking away in disgust... she'd never even seen one before... but Riccardo just smiled, grabbing her arm and dragging her over to that side of the bed. He'd wanted to do this for a long time... he grabbed her by the shoulder, forcing her to sit up and face his dick, which caused her breasts to bounce beautifully. She looked at the organ in horror, swallowing as a tear fell from her eye. She would enjoy this...

"Put it in your mouth, Fiona," Riccardo commanded, still holding her shoulder. She shook her head vigorously, a terrified sound coming from her throat. Riccardo squeezed her shoulder, causing her to yelp in pain, then pulled her head forward. She tried to keep her mouth closed, but he forced his prick inside, sighing in relief as he felt her warm lips close around it, her saliva washing over it. Fiona just sat there with her eyes closed as Riccardo watched Daniella crawl between his legs and move for Fiona's now wet pussy

"Use your tongue," he said, putting more pressure on her shoulder. Fiona let out a muffled cry of pain, complying. Riccardo began moaning in pleasure, feeling her tongue run around his head, making him feel like he never had before... he'd had sex so many times, but Fiona... she was the one he'd wanted all this time, and it felt so good when she did it... Suddenly, Fiona cried out as Daniella stuck her tongue into her, licking her clit. There were two things at once, and Fiona looked as if she was completely enraptured by all of it... her now open eyes stared blankly ahead as she moaned rhythmically and she took even more of Riccardo's shaft into her mouth, nearly choking herself. Riccardo felt a feeling beginning to develop in his loins... he didn't want to come yet... he wasn't finished with her.

He removed his saliva-covered dick from her mouth, and Daniella looked up at him, her mouth drenched with Fiona's juices, which were now flowing freely, and her eyes filled with eager anticipation. Daniella stood up and laid down on the bed behind Fiona, watching the girl with earnest. Riccardo pushed Fiona backward, feeling her ample white ass, and forced her to lay down, face-up, onto Daniella. Daniella spread her own legs apart, bringing them up and around Fiona's, preventing her from getting away from Riccardo as he moved into position. He pushed his prick into Fiona's pussy, which was now lubricated enough to accomodate him, and Fiona screamed in desperate pain and passion.

He began thrusting into her, each pump making a nasty squelching sound. Fiona began moaning uncontrollably, her yelps of pain turning into moans of pleasure with each thrust. Daniella lay underneath Fiona, wrapping her legs around her and reaching around Riccardo's back with her arms, and moaning seductively while licking Fiona's ear, obviously feeling pleasure now. Her breasts, pushing into Fiona's back, moved up and down with each thrust, as did Fiona's, which were pressing into Riccardo's chest. Fiona was sandwiched between them, helpless and completely captivated by the feelings inside her. Riccardo fucked her in mindless passion, all this time planning how to get her had finally paid off.

He felt his climax approaching, and increased the tempo of his thrusts, pumping into her with ruthless abandon. Fiona closed her mouth, and her cries changed to muffled moans, signifying that she was close to her climax, too. He thrust into her a few more times, then pushed his dick as far into her as possible as he moaned once more, reaching his peak and shooting his load. He heard Fiona scream at the top of her lungs, feeling her pussy tigten up and squeeze his dick inside of it as she reached orgasm. Riccardo collapsed on top of her, panting heavily and watching Daniella, who appeared to have gotten off herself, a smile of absolute pleasure on her face. He watched Fiona, eyes closed and panting like a dog, her beautiful breasts rising and falling under him...

Soon, he thought with satisfaction, you will give me my heir.