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    Morgan......Chapters 1-10

    I was given permission to post this story over here. I hope you all enjoy it. This is part one. ENJOY!
    Morgan By Whisky


    It had taken five years and now he would see his plans come to fruition. Five years of planning, Morgan felt restless but he knew that just a little bit of patience now would pay dividends in the long run.

    It had all started at "Bradmore". Then, Morgan had been an inmate and kept heavily sedated. For the whole of his time there he had been either manacle`d or drugged and sometimes both. The drugs had made him totally lethargic and unable to move quickly whilst robbing him of his strength.

    Inside his head he just wanted to be free and would have killed them all if he could. But he couldnt and they knew it. They all treated him like an animal, especially the head bitch, Sally. She knew that he would kill her if he could for his eyes spoke volumes.

    She would never allow him to be free for one moment or even alone, he was monitored the whole time. Everyday immediately after breakfast, (he would be fed through a tube) which he hated, then they would give him his injection.
    The injection allowed him to be awake and allowed him to move but slowly and robbed him of his strength.

    Morgan had become so used to this regime that on this morning in particular having just been "jabbed", he was waiting for the effects to happen, he even allowed his head to sag to his chest as it normally did... after about a minute he started to realise that it hadnt worked, in fact he became aware that whatever they had given him was having the opposite effect. Morgan started to feel more like his old self and was about to lift his head when he thought...they would never want this, it must be a mistake.

    Morgan let his head stay where it was and feigned lethargy. Sometimes, on nice days they would walk him outside. Two of them, once he was properly sedated would take off his cuffs and walk him into the grounds. It was glorious outside today.........maybe.........just maybe.

    Morgan positively willed them to take him outside and after about half an hour, during which Morgan had kept his head down and mumbled his "gobbldygook" as usual, through half closed eyes, two of them came to him." Right Morgan, ready for walkees are we, Ill bet you are you old bastard, come on" she said, as they both lifted him to his feet and began walking him to the door.

    Morgans heart raced, they hadn`t noticed anything different about him, please take off my cuffs, he prayed, thats all I need now.

    Morgan hoped that they would walk him to the little stream on the other side of a copse of trees, they usually did because then they could have a crafty "fag" without being seen. He became aware that his hope was being granted. Morgan started to become excited, calm he thought, mustn`t let them know about me, not yet.

    Morgan pretended to stumble so that they had to "pick him up", in the process, to help them in this they removed his cuffs, Morgan was ecstatic, not long now he thought.

    On reaching there favorite place they sat him down on a fallen tree branch as usual and lit there cigarettes. Morgan knew that one of them liked to walk to the stream and "paddle", would she today he wondered. Morgans pulse went off the scale as she got up and walked towards the stream.

    As she walked further and further towards the stream Morgan knew that this was it, he would never get a better chance than this. Out if the corner of his eye he could see that the other minder was completely relaxed and taking long drags on her smoke. Morgan drew in a long deep breath and as casually as he could he turned and brought his knee into her stomach with all the strength he could muster, as the breath was knocked out of her he put his hands around her kneck and found her "adams apple" and squeezed hard.

    She couldn`t utter a sound, within seconds her eyelids started to flutter and her body convulse, her face began turning blue. Morgan turned to check on the other minder, she hadn`t heard a thing so she was still facing away, he knew that any second she would turn and she would see him, but that didn`t matter, he could handle her.

    As she turned as he knew she would, Morgan let go of the now limp body. The remaining "minder" was running towards him, "truncheon" in hand, raised to strike. Morgan had been trained originally by the S.A.S. As she approached Morgan made just the slightest movement to the right, parried with his left arm and brought his right elbow up into her ribcage lifting her bodily off of her feet and depositing her in a heap several feet away. As he did this he was rewarded with the sound of "ribs" breaking.

    She was completely disabled, the wind having been knocked out of her and the pain from her damaged ribs completing the job.

    Morgan felt good, really good, he looked at them , neither of them were worthy of him he thought,, but he wanted them to know how he felt about them. The first one he thought was dead so it had to be the other. He walked over to her and began pulling down her pants and rolling her over , she tried as best she could to resist but Morgan was quickly growing both in strength and anger. He dropped his trousers and forced his erect member btween her legs, cleaving her apart. Her screams were muffled by his mouth over hers, he forced both his manhood and his face upon her and almost bit off her tonge for good measure.

    By the time Morgan had finished she was totally hysterical, her fear had absorbed her completely, all she could do was shake her head and babble, incoherantly. Morgan stripped her completely, held her over the log on which they had sat and forced her truncheon slowly but as painfully as possible up her rectum. At first she begged but then gave up and feinted.

    Morgan checked both of them and took money, credit cards and car keys, then he was off.

    Now five years on.....................
    What lies behind us, What lies before us, Are tiny matters, Compared to what lies within us!

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    Morgan Chapter 2

    Another great chapter by Whisky

    When Morgan left his warders he knew that he only had a short time before a man hunt would develope, but he knew exactly where to go.

    Morgan dissappeared without trace, in spite of the best efforts and some supposed sightings, the authorities completely "struck" out.

    Sally Martin was beside herself with misgivings, there had been an immediate enquiry of course and she had been given the all clear. It seemed that Kathy and Moira had broken all the rules and allowed the prisoner to much freedom whilst also taking for granted the effectiveness of the prescribed drug, which just happened to be "faulty".

    The outcome had been catastrophic, Moira had been killed and Kathy so badly injured that she would probably never work again and their most dangerous prisoner was now at large and couldn`t be found.

    Morgan sat back in his easy chair and carried on watching through his binoculars. He had been monitoring the comings and goings for a month now and knew all of the warders by there size and shape and given each of them a name. He knew which cars they drove and had followed each one of them to find out where they lived. Morgan was almost ready. Now he just needed to get close enough to decifer the keypad entry.

    One week later and Morgan had "cracked" it. Using a powerfull "twitchers" telescope he had found a position from which he was able to watch the warders operating the key pad. He knew and had learnt that the keypad code was changed every a month, but that the change was very simply one digit, so, this month it was 10506090, next month it would be 10506091 etc.

    Everthing was ready. Morgan felt the bile in his stomach rising as he faught to control his anger," steady" he told himself, patience is a virtue and almost certainly the only one I`ve got. All being well, this time next week, it will be done and then you can have your "fun".

    Sally Martin had done everything she could to improve security. It had been five years now since Morgan had escaped and although he had never been seen since it still bothered her. She knew that quite apart from being the most dangerous killer and most awfull pervert, he was also extremely
    intelligent. According to his file he had been trained as an S.A.S. "hit" man, the type of person that would be given an impossible job to do and "succeeed". Possibly being killed in the process of course, but, and this was a big "but," Morgan had a very high survival instinct coupled with the fact that he actually "enjoyed" being a "spe******t". To Morgan, being in the most dangerous, impossible position was exactly what he craved the most.

    Sally supposed that what it amounted to was that Morgan had no fear of death and therefore no respect for human life. In any event Sally was terrified that he would actually try and get "back" at them.

    If Sally had known how right she was to be so terrified she would have fled the country immediately.

    Just three hundred yards away Morgan watched her at her office desk, growling to himself, and promising that "bitch" her "comuppance".

    Morgan held his "member" and tried desperately to "keep it down", he had waited so long ,but not long now, just hold on for a few more days.

    During the time that Morgan had been "on the run" he had studied at the local library, " drugs and there effects", he knew now what drugs that they had used on him. He remebered that they had locked them away in a special cabinet.

    To be continued.........................
    What lies behind us, What lies before us, Are tiny matters, Compared to what lies within us!

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    Morgan Chapter 3

    Morgan chapter 3

    By Whisky

    The secure ambulance, (prison van) for that was what it was, drove right up to the front door of the complex. The driver got out and went to the entrance keypad, typing in the code he let himself in. Ten minutes later the door opened and out came the driver pushing a wheel chair.
    The "patient" was well wrapped up against the biting wind and could hardly be seen, but of course his head was lolling on his chest as was normal here. A warder coming in from the car park rushed to open the rear doors and the driver pushed the wheelchair in and secured it to a purpose made bulkhead.

    Thirty seconds later the driver started the ambulance and drove away.

    Sally Martin was sitting at her desk writing up her "stats" when the door opened and in walked..... MORGAN.......

    Sally "froze" with fear, her eyes almost popping out of her head. Sally managed just one futile little "yelp" before Morgan was upon her, his left hand gripped tight around her throat cutting off her air. Morgans right hand "plopped" the hypodermic into her forearm then he sat on her desk smiling at her.

    Sally could hardly breath and with the effect of the drug he had injected her with, she knew that she was done for. She tried with all her might to struggle but the combination was just too much for her, slowly, she could feel her muscles relaxing, her strength ebbing away. It took less than five minutes and Sally was unable to call out or speak coherantly, her body was not her own, yet she could understand everything said to her.

    Sally`s worst fear had come true, he had come back, to get her, to get her.
    The thought blazed a trail through her brain. She knew that he was vindictive and cruel, GOD what would he do to me. Sally tried to scream but all that came out was a pathetic squeak, she tried to shout but all that came out was goboldy gook.

    Morgan was beside himself with excitement, so far everything had gone very well indeed. His plan for getting in had worked a dream and he had been able to rob the cabinett easily, now he had just simply walked into "her" office and used his brute strength and the hypo, and she was his, with hardly a sound or a struggle.

    Morgan put her into the wheelchair and wrapped her up tight ensuring that her head was well down and that she couldn`t be easily recognised. He was sure that even if he were seen they would not query him in this uniform "taking" a "patient" to court as it were.

    Then he was outside again pushing her wheelchair to the ambulance, a warder came up and even opened the door for him, my god it couldn`t have been easier.

    Sally could not believe this was happening, as she felt herself being wheeled outside she could just make out a woman in warders uniform actually helping to get her into the ambulance. Sally willed herself to scream and get up but coudn`t make any legible sound or summon the strength to rise. All that she could do was to slowly move her head side to side and make silly babbling noises. JUST LIKE HER PATIENTS. Sally wanted to die right now, she prayed to God that he should take her now and save her the torture she knew would surely come at the hands of this sicko.

    Morgan was on "cloud nine", he had pulled it off. Now he just had to get her back to his "pad", fifteen miles away.

    To be continued................
    What lies behind us, What lies before us, Are tiny matters, Compared to what lies within us!

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    Morgan Chapter 4

    Chapter 4
    By Whisky

    Morgan had been driving for about five minutes when he came upon a traffic jam, the line of traffic was not moving. Then Morgan saw the motor cycle cop "filtering up" the side of the traffic towards him. Morgan hoped that he would just carry on bye but when he stopped level with Morgans drivers side window, Morgan reached down and grasped the heavy iron cudgeul.. The cop motioned for him to wind down his window. "where are you headed for" he said. Morgan, acting on his whits, said, " "Pembury magistrates court, why?". The cop said " Ok Ill escort you , follow me", and with that turned on his blue light and pulled out into the traffic.

    Morgan couldn`t believe what was happening but had no choice but to follow.
    When they arrived at the court house Morgan waved and mouthed the words "thank you" to the cop. The cop carried on down the street , Morgan waited untill he had turned the corner and slowly drove away taking a left turn to put him on course for his "pad". Phew that had been close.

    As Morgan opened the door to the old warehouse he felt jubilant. Who would have thought that he, the completely insane animal, as he had been termed., could have got away with something like this, but then Morgan knew that mostly it was down to his training.

    Morgan had found it about seven years ago, quite by accident, it had been built during the "sixties" when the cold war had been in full swing. Local authorities had built "secret" bunkers for the town principles but since the demise of the Berlin wall and the fall of communism they had been left to rot, and of course virtually all of those that it had been intended for had died.

    So now Morgan was the proud owner/keeper of a nuclier shelter. The bunker was fully equiped and had taken very little effort to re - commission.


    To be continued
    What lies behind us, What lies before us, Are tiny matters, Compared to what lies within us!

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    Morgan Chapter 5

    Chapter 5

    By Whisky


    Morgan Lifted her up and put her over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes and carried her down into his "pad".

    Sally could do nothing, the drug had completely disabled her, now whilst atop his shoulders Sally could only cry and sob and make weird babbling noises.

    Morgan laid her down on the bunk and started taking off her clothes, he had wanted to see her without them for years, now he would. Of course she looked up at him and pleaded with him as best she could and tried to hold on to her clothes but it had no effect on Morgan.

    "Now my dear, there is no point in you struggling now is there, you should know better than most what this drug is capabable of, you have no strength to protect yourself, you cannot speak properly or call out and I am going to strip you naked weather you like it or not. I want to see that luscious body of yours and yes I am going to help myself to your womanly charms".

    As he stripped her Sally convulsed in tears. His hands were everywhere, first he massaged her breasts and sqeezed pinched her nipples, then between her legs. Sally could feel his awfull fingers invading her sex and squeezing and rubbing her clitoris. He forced her legs wide and her knees up and started putting two or three fingers at a time up inside her, she grabbed his hands but had no strength to stop him.

    " You see my dear Sally I have always wondered if what I have read in books is true, namely, is it really possible to "bring a woman on" as it were against her will, now I know that you are most unlikely to be enjoying all this or for that matter what I have in mind for the future, so now I intend to find out.
    If I rub and massage and pinch your clitoris, which is just under this hood, like this, will your body react or can you prevent it".

    Morgan was ruthless, he gave her no quarter. Sally`s head rolled side to side as she tried desperately to control her body but it took only about a minute and she knew that she couldnt control it, no matter what she did her body began secreting fluids. Morgan looked at her and smiled.

    "Ah, I see that you are already loosing your battle Sally, my fingers are already saturated with your juices and just look at your face , how flushed you are".

    Sally was in hell, her orgasm was building, she couldnt control it, he was rubbing and pinching her and her body was reacting, she desperately wanted to prevent it yet she also had a dreadfull desire to cum. Sally was becoming more and more lost to her desire. As she laid there on her back with her legs spread and her knees up, head now thrashing side to side she knew that she was close. Morgan knew it too and stopped, leaving her short.

    Sally howled in despair, she had been almost there and now he had stopped, as she thought he would, leaving her wanting, torturing her. Sobbs racked her body.

    "There now Sally you are one hot little bitch when you get going arn`t you, by god you and I will have some fun wont we, but first of all there is the little matter of your punishment, yes I did say punishment, because I havent forgotten what you did to me you bitch, oh no I dont forget. How you used to bend over when you knew I was watching and shake that arse of yours and when my "member" got hard stab it with a pin. Well now you are going to know just what that feels like, have you ever been stabbed with a pin Sally" ?

    Sally shrivelled up inside, she knew exactly what he meant and it didnt take too much imagination to understand what he had in mind for her.

    to be continued .........
    What lies behind us, What lies before us, Are tiny matters, Compared to what lies within us!

 

 

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