Sex Genie: Pleasing My Master

The door opened to the outside, and thankfully, was without a creak to announce his presence. Not really knowing why, Stephen took his bat, and pressed it across the frame, checking for anything that might be in front of him as he crossed the threshold. It wasn't until his bat neared the floor that it poked back on something pliable. Furrowing his brow, Stephen knelt down and was amazed to see a thin strip of chicken wire at ankle height across the door frame. The house had been booby-trapped!

Checking one more time to make sure he wasn't missing any more wire, Stephen stepped over the wire as carefully as he could, entering the backroom. Knowing that the wire had been there to either disable any intruders, or announce their presence, he picked every step carefully as he made his way into the back of the house.

The room he had entered had not been decorated or furnished, exposing only bare cream-colored walls. It gave the old house an eerie feeling. It was not a feeling of entering someone's home. Rather, it felt like entering someone's base of operations. Reminding himself once more to be careful, Stephen pressed on, and entered the next room more slowly, which was the kitchen of the house.

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Like the room before it, there was little within the kitchen to give away that it was someone's home. There were no dishes in the sink, no cups on the counters. It was unique in how it looked, like nobody had cooked in here, or lived there even.

As he neared the main dining table, there was a spare scrap of paper on one end, but it was hard to make out exactly what it was since the language wasn't in English. Just two lines that, to Stephen's eyes, looked like nothing but scribbles. He put the paper back down on the table, and continued on, about to enter the main dining room.

As soon as he crossed the threshold between the kitchen and the dining room, his peripheral vision caught a flash of black out of the corner of his eye. All he saw were the murderous eyes of Hanif and the face of rage as Hanif's body slammed into him out of surprise and chucked him across the room, coming to a slamming crash against the wall behind him. Stephen crumbled down, grimacing in pain as the attack took it's full brunt against his injured ribs.