The kidnapping
Sorel Cockrect wasn't a porn actor.
He wasn't a very talkative guy.
Another job, on another part of the world. 20,000 Euros as a reward for make it. Why deny the offer? He agreed and started to prepare his equipment to do the next kidnapping.
Sorel was waiting on the top of the UN building in Madrid. From that point of view he had a perfect sight of the whole city. He could see the dramatic spot of the Windsor building. But at that moment he was more concerned about his genitals.
Sorel Cockrect was a snake, a brownish snake, with his chest and belly coloured in a cream toned colour and the rest of his body covered with really dark brown scales. He was famous (well, infamous actually) because he was always naked. He didn't use clothes, only a small and tight thong that covered his testicles and show his cock. His cock was always erect; it was his gift, his cock always hard like a piece of rock, pumping fresh blood that made it look like a red, vein-covered flesh tube.
In his bounty hunter job, he wasn't used to seeing too much blood. He was always far away from his objective, so the only blood seen was two or three little drops. Then he leaves. But this time it was different. This time he didn't have to kill somebody. He had to capture somebody.
The son of the minister.
He had no idea of the minister's responsibility, but he had plenty of enemies everywhere. Many people hated him because of his latest declarations to the press about the world situation: "The third world people are not people, they are rejects". Even Sorel hated him, enough to put a bullet between his eyes.
But that wasn't his objective.
His objective was to capture the son of the minister "alive". That was difficult. There were too many body-guards, too many people on the street, too many cameras and too much distance between him and the boy.
It was a challenge.
He moved slowly towards the edge of the building and jumped. He landed on a window, two floors over the main entrance, and waited there with his back stuck over the cold brick wall. His toes were not on the window, they were free over the void. He moved them with an impatient mood.
A small growling noise cane from the interior of the building and the bodyguards started to come out. Nobody saw him on the front face of the building, because his slender body covered with scales were mimic. So he had that chameleonic advantage.
He saw the minister, who was an eagle with his head half bald. It was a pretty old guy, more than 50, but with that baldness he looked 60. His son was 19, and he was a gryphon. He was the result of his first engagement, when he married a female lion. Now he was divorced, not married anymore, but his soon went with him everywhere.
Sorel waited another few seconds and he saw the boy. His position only let him see his t-shirt and his head, full of feathers, white and brown feathers that were glistening under the sun's light.
Slowly, the bounty hunter took a gas capsule and threw it in front of the boy's feet. The capsule broke and a dense gas spread everywhere, covering a 10 meters area. Everybody was coughing. Sorel took a deep breath (he could hold his breath for five minutes) and jumped to the centre of the gassed area. He found the pretty 19 year old boy on the ground, breathing with difficulty. Surrounding his chest, Sorel took him on his shoulders and jumped back to the building's front face.
Aiding himself with his sharp claws and toenails, he started to crawl up the building and instantly reached the top of it with his prey. Mission accomplished. Now he had to wait for the guys who ordered him to catch this poor young boy.
Taking the gryphon again from the chest, he carried him to the building next to the UN Building, a hotel. It was a pretty expensive hotel, with mini-bar, huge beds and room service. Sorel had a room there to prepare his missions and to have his sexual affairs. He took the young gryphon to the bedroom like he was drunk, saying some stupid stuff to convince the hotel service team that the boy was really drunk.
"You don't have to drink that much, it will kill you someday." he was saying.
They passed next to a waiter, and he said to Sorel:
"Mr, you are not allowed to go naked around the hotel hallways...in fact, I don't think you are allowed to go naked anywhere...
Sorel approached him with his snake like walks, moving his hips like trying to seduce him.
"I think that your ass would be a perfect place to hide my genitals. Would you let me?
The waiter freaked out but didn't move.
"Is it clear?" said Sorel.
The waiter nodded.
"Then keep with your business if you don't want to see your balls on this afternoon's menu, idiot.
The waiter left.
That was Sorel strategy. Actually, the people won't answer or face you if you act in a very hostile way. If you start to insult them, they would think that you are stupid, and they will leave thinking you are a moron. (repetition of the same meaning) If you intimidate them, like saying something horrible or showing them your genitals full length, then they will leave tremble and shivering.
Sorel reached his bedroom. He held his host with one arm, holding him with his hand by his shoulder, while he took the room key with the free hand. He unlocked the room and opened the door.
He locked the door again, and took the boy to the bed that was already prepared to tie the 19 year old gryphon to it with handcuffs and ropes. He didn't want him to escape, like every good bounty hunter would do. The effect of the gas will be on his body for three hours, so he took his time to undress the boy and tie him. He put the handcuffs on the hands, spreading his arms like in a crucifixion image and ropes tied on his ankles passing between his avian feet and toes. He then tied the ropes to the bed.
Sorel threw the clothes to one side and stared at the beautiful body of his host.
From the head to the chest he was covered in white and brown feathers, soft and nice, very shiny and glistening. His arms were covered in feathers too. The rest of the body, from the abs to the ankles he was yellow furred, like a lion. His genitals were not in erection, but his balls were big enough to fit into a hand.
The cock was safe inside its sheath.
Sorel felt some kind of attraction for that young hybrid. Especially those avian feet, with the long and sharp toenails but nice and round toes. It was very seductive. He calmed down a little and sat on a chair, taking his always hard and erect shaft between his fingers.
"Calm down Sorel." he said to himself." You are not going to abuse anyone. You can't do what you are thinking with the poor guy asleep...So...
A little grin appeared on his face.
When the boy woke up, Sorel would have a good time with him. So he rested peacefully on the chair, breathing deeply and feeling his stomach full of butterflies, while he started to masturbate thinking on what he would be doing with that young gryphon.
Sorel woke up slowly, listening some moans and whimps. He saw the boy, tied to the bed, trying to get out of his handcuffs and ropes. It was useless, but he didn't stop.
"Hey!" said Sorel." If you keep doing that you will make several wounds to yourself.
"Untie me!" requested the gryphon, angry but not screaming.
"I can't." said Sorel." My clients want you tied and safe before take you to their lair.
"L-Lair?" said the boy.
"Is a nickname, do not freak." said Sorel standing up."And do not scream.
The young gryphon stared at this huge manhood of the brown snake, shinny, red and full of pulsating veins. Sorel's sweaty and muscled body was also impressive for the young boy.
His eyes were locked on his abs.
"You want to have a body like this one, no?" said Sorel.
"Hell yeah." said the gryphon.
Sorel passed a hand over his chest, taking the sweat away and revealing his shinny scales. He approached the window, always under the deep look of the young boy. Sorel didn't noticed, but the gryphon's cock was starting to get out of it's sheath. He returned to the chair and sat down again.
"There is nobody outside. Looks like they didn't notice your disappearance." said Sorel stroking his testicles.
"Yeah...right..."said the gryphon not very shocked.
"You look cool for this situation." said Sorel." Do I intimidate you?
"Very." said the gryphon.
"Your name is?
"Will." said the gryphon.
"Oh right! It was Will, right, I forgot it...Ok Will, listen up. You are not going to stay with me for a long time, this is only temporary. I have something very personal to tell you. It's related to your body but do not worry. I don't want to cut your fingers or take your limbs for my personal collection that I don't have.
Will stayed calmed and relaxed. It was like he was feeling used to being kidnapped every day.
"I feel very seduced by your feet." said Sorel.
"My feet?" repeated Will.
"Yeah, move your toes." said Sorel licking his lips.
Will stood still, not moving a muscle, even breathing quietly. He wanted to keep his toes where they were, on his feet. He looked to Sorel with suspicious eyes, almost in the edge of fear.
"Move my toes? Are you a feet fetish?
"Yeah, I love your feet. Look at them, they are so yummy, so sexy and hot. The perfect shape of the sole, it's texture, the shape of your toes with a beautiful long and black nail on them, your ankles and those little tiny spots between them...is so exciting.
Will was watching the cock of the snake-man. It started to get shiny and wet, it was sweating furiously not pre-cuming.
"Come on, move your precious toes."said Sorel while he grabbed his own shaft with his hand.
"Precious? My toes are precious?" said Will, who was not excited at all.
"You are so annoying." said Sorel disappointed." Why don't you just move your toes?
"I don't want to satisfy a pervert who undressed me and did whatever you can imagine with me while I was sleeping.
"Only for your knowledge: I am not a bad guy. I can be a pervert, but I wont rape somebody while he or she is sleeping. It's not fun, it's better when the subject is awake, to see his or her expressions.-said Sorel while he scratched his bare chest.
"And what are you really going to do with me? Will you cut my genitals? That's why you are exciting me, right?" said Will almost in the edge of tears.
"No, I am not like that boy who was cutting horse dicks for four years." explained Sorel." I am a vegetarian, believe it or not. I found that eating many vegetables is good for your seed.
Sorel was talking about a Spanish boy who was eating horse cocks for dinner during four years. He used the internet and chat rooms to seduce his victims, take them to his house and then cut their dicks. That Spanish boy ate like 14 horse dicks, literally before get caught.
"I like your feet only. That was only to pass a good and funny time before these people come to take you to other place." said Sorel.
Will sighed. He was tired, upset and worried. The handcuffs hurt his wrists, and the ropes on his ankles were uncomfortable. And in addition there was that mad snake-man who wanted to see toes moving. "Well" thought Will, "He is not burning me with a cigarette, he is not menacing me with a gun, he didn't even have a gun except for his penis, and his manners were decent enough to not make him puke.
Slowly, Will started to move his toes.
"You like it like this?" he said.
Sorel looked at the moving toes.
"Yeah, that's fine." he said, not much interested.
Will was starting to move them faster, doing circles movements with them, when he saw Sorel scratching his own cock with his finger nails. Sorel's fingernails were like claws, long, sharp and pointed, so Will couldn't understand why he could do that without make his cock bleed.
"How can you do that?" he said.
"Do what?" said Sorel scratching harder on his cock.
"That. Scratch your shaft that hard without making any wound. It's impossible. The skin is too sensitive to hold that kind of treatment." said Will almost freaking out.
"My cock is better than yours that is for sure. It's a genetic thing you will never understand. The skin of my cock is thicker, and it's always erect and hard, something that doctors can't explain. But my body can handle it, and I have a normal living with my always hard member.
"Then you are not excited with me? Your cock is always hard?
"Yeah!" said Sorel." But I am excited with your feet. I think I will do something naughty with your feet right now.
"Like what?" said Will rocking on the bed like a helpless worm.
Sorel stood up again, and approached to the bed, then stopped right in front of Will's right foot, with his cock a few millimetres away from the gryphon's sole. His cock was almost in contact with the soft skin.
"Like this." said Sorel.
Then he took his cock from the base, and softly started to rub it up and down the gentle sole of the young boy. Will sighed and moaned slightly, feeling a weird heat inside his chest. He was enjoying that, the touch of that moist and wet manhood on his sole foot was amazingly satisfying.
"I will be gentle..." said Sorel making a pause to catch breath. He was panting." I want to cum all over your feet, first this one and then the other, but I want you to enjoy it. Not every day you can have somebody making you a foot massage with his cock, so I hope you appreciate that.
"This guy is sick! He is sick! Damn, why do I like this so much?" thought Will. He didn't answer to Sorel, he just kept moaning while his gryphon like shaft started to came out of the sheath.
"Hey...look at me, do not close your eyes. I want you to look at my face.
"You are sick." said Will.
"Yes, and a little bit insane, as my last psychological report says. I am a sex-addict, surprising, huh?
The rub started to go faster. Sorel slid his cock between the bigger toes and, pressing in the middle of his balls, began to stroke his cock with Will's foot. The gryphon's cock was already fully extended and getting harder minute by minute. Sorel enjoyed this. He needed somebody looking at him while he stroked himself. That turned him on, excited him like never before.
It was kinda funny to love being watched, but hate to watch other people. Sorel wasn't a voyeur; he was the target of voyeurs. He was one of those guys that sat in the middle of the garden and start to masturbate furiously while everyone around stares at him. But even porn magazines were a problem for him.
That was why doing this foot massage to Will was so exciting for him. All his body was sweating, from the head to his own feet, Sorel was a huge mass of sweat. He left wet foot-prints on the floor of the room. His long snaky tail was dripping salty liquid and from time to time he shook it spreading sweat all over the bedroom.
"Are you ok?" said Will.
"In the glory." said Sorel." Why you ask?
"You look flushed. All your body is sweating and your skin is like on fire. I can feel your heat from here.
Sorel was now stroking his shaft harder against Will's foot, across the space between his toes, rubbing it with animal fierce (? not sure what you mean). He realized that stroking his cock against that foot would not be enough for him to cum.
So he did it by the typical methods. He took his cock with one hand and started to stroke it, and introduced two fingers of his free hand up his ass. In a mixture of pain and pleasure Sorel came hardly over Will's right foot. The jet of cum covered the sole and the foot with a pearly white, almost translucid liquid.
Will never thought it can feel so...far from impressive and exciting? He was disgusted! His beautiful and gentle foot covered in that pearly scum made him want to vomit. He cried.
"Clean my feet right now! Clean them!
Sorel grinned.
"Come on sweet-heart. It can't be so bad. I did that many times with many other guys and they never complained.
"I am not as sick as your other boyfriends are." yelled Will.
"Nah, they were not boyfriends, kid.
Sorel went to the bathroom and returned with a towel and some water. He cleaned Will's feet with a little bit of disappointment. He expected to have a fun time with that sexy gryphon; he was hot, handsome and also cute. He had everything a man or a woman could find in a perfect mate. But he wasn't a feet lover. That disappointed Sorel a lot.
"Now you are clean. Happy? Or you want me to cut your toenails too?" said Sorel.
Will didn't answer.
Sorel sighed and sat down again in the couch. That was a low kick for his anaemic state. He won't feel horny, he won't want to have sex anymore...well, maybe only that day.
"Are you ok?" said Will.
"Why you ask me that again?" said Sorel.
"You look...depressed." said Will." I am the one who made you depressed, right?
Sorel sighed again.
"You know...you are a very attractive peep, but you don't use your charm to conquer anyone. I read the magazines. You still not only a virgin but a single. Alone. You are too handsome to die alone, you know?
"I am just waiting for the perfect girl." said Will.
"No. You are waiting for a miracle that will never arrive. Instead of waiting, you should search.
"I don't care. Maybe I will die before I can get free of this kidnapping.
"Oh no! Do not try to move my heart with those easy tricks. I am not going to release you.
Will shut up and didn't open his mouth for the rest of the stay in the hotel room. Sorel just kept looking to Will's feet, while he scratched his balls and his erect shaft, not looking for another ejaculation, only because he was bored. It was getting darker, night coming over the roofs and the buildings of the city.
Orange lights turning blacks and greys. The police was everywhere, moving up the street and down the street, looking for the kidnapped. Helicopters, special patrols, any kind of security forces involved in the process of find Will.
"I wonder how they will get you out of here without calling the attention of the cops out there." said Sorel.
"What?" said Will." You are not coming?
"I thought you wouldn't talk to me for the rest of the day." said Sorel.
"Why are you not coming with me?
"Looks like you are worried about that." said Sorel." Look kid, I am not the one who will ask a rescue of 1,000,000 Euros for your living body. I am not the one who will send a proof of life to your parents, that's for sure.
"Why you do this?" said Will." Why do you help others to kidnap people?
"Because this is the only thing I know how to do." said Sorel." And it's difficult to find a good bounty hunter nowadays.
Sorel had no humility with himself. He knew perfectly how good he was doing his job. But it was estrange. He felt some kind of respect for that boy on the bed. Like he was something precious and valuable, something untouchable, like a very expensive jewel. That was why he wouldn't dare to have sex with Will.
"You are not going to dress me?" said Will." I am starting to get cold.
-You will get dressed before leaving. For now stay like that." said Sorel." This is getting boring.
"It was boring five hours ago. Even with you touching my feet.
Sorel approached to Will, slowly, but looking to his eyes all the time. Those nice, innocent eyes. The snake-man placed one hand on the gryphon's chest and gently stroked his feathered skin. Will moaned.
" Mmmmh, thank you, it was itching for a very long time." said Will.
"You don't need to thank me." said Sorel." Will, be honest. Am I your kind of mate?
"I am not gay, if you refer to that, but you look good for me. You have no girlfriend, or wife, or...?
"No, not even a nice house with a dog and a good car. Forget about it, you ruined the mood again.
Sorel moved away from the bed to the couch.
"You are so annoying." said Sorel." Why you don't turn me on like other guys? I had savage, wild and healthy sex with everyone I kidnapped, but you are a problem for me. Look at yourself! You even don't get hard yet.
Will's shaft was limp and soft, not hard and erect. Sorel was desperate.
"So many girls and boys...so many men and women...so many of them having sex with me, having a good time and then leaving happily to their kidnap, and then return to their homes with a good experience of having free sex with ME! But you are not going to have that privilege because you are so annoying!
"And I am the guilty." said Will.
"Aaaaah!" yelled Sorel in despair." I wish all those people would come and take you out of here as soon as they can.
Sorel took a cell phone and dialled a 9 digit number.
"Hello? Look, come right now to take him out of here, he is turning me nuts!...Impossible, he is much too annoying for me, I am driving crazy with this kid!...Yeah, thank you...no, not that, just bring the usual equipment.
Sorel rang off the cell phone and tore it apart over the bed, next to Will.
"Do not try to dial 911. That number is banned in the phone system." said Sorel.
Will's idea of escape got ruined.
Sorel had to wait another five hours before the kidnappers arrive. They drugged Will again and took him downstairs to their vehicle.
"How will you take him out of the hotel with all the cops around?" said Sorel.
"Dressed as cops." said the leader of the group." We took a van and painted it like a SWAT van. You saw Ocean's Eleven? The same idea.
"Yeah, how original." said Sorel. " Where are you going to be?
"We are heading to Asturias. There nobody will look for us. Far away from our home.
"Okey. Take care of yourself and of your group. I don't want to hear from you in the news.
"Do not worry, we can handle it.
And they left. Sorel never saw them after that day.
One month later, the terrorist group released Will in the middle of a Forest, naked and with wounds all over his body. Sorel saw the footage on the TV. His body was totally shaved, all his beautiful feathers had disappeared, his lion-like tail had several cuts, and his feet were bathed in blood.
Sorel felt disgusted, angry and disappointed. The terrorist had fun with poor Will, that handsome kid who would be traumatized for the rest of his life, and 50% of the fault was Sorel's.
The phone rang.
Another job, on another part of the world. 20,000 Euros as a reward for make it. Why deny the offer? He agreed and started to prepare his equipment to do the next kidnapping.