Dangerous Prey Part 1

[CBiscuit]

C.Biscuit
Dangerous Prey

Book the First "Recalled to Midlife"

Bruce was 40 now. He was more than ready for a new challenge. Somehow he knew the answer was right in front of him. He had yet to find it though. He did know this much. It would involve a woman somehow, and a most unusual woman at that.

Bruce’s mom died when he was very young. His dad raised him for the rest of his life. Bruce’s dad was very wealthy. He had a fine home in town, and a secluded hunting lodge on several acres of land in the wilderness. The lodge was near the Canadian border and a 3 hour drive away. The third hour was all on unpaved and unmarked roads.

Bruce’s dad only lived to hunt when he wasn’t working. He always took Bruce with him as soon as he was old enough to walk the terrain. Bruce was an expert marksman before he started school. His father took him hunting all over the world. Asia, South America, and oh yes Africa, mainly Kenya and the Belgian Congo.

No animal could ever escape his dad or even could escape Bruce for the most part as he got older. Every weekend when they weren’t off to some exotic place, they went to the hunting lodge. There was no TV there, so in the evenings Bruce’s dad would tell him hunting stories and read him books by the hour.

One story always stood out. It was a short story in a book with many other stories. The Most Dangerous Game it was called. An English Colonel had retired to his own private island. He hunted on it until he got bored hunting animals. They could not think, and acted only on predictable instinct. Men were far more dangerous, so he hunted shipwrecked sailors that were stranded on the island. One such stranger finally proved to be his match, and ended up killing him and sleeping in his self described "fine bed."

Bruce’s dad was gone now, and the money and the properties, as well as all the hunting equipment belonged to Bruce. Bruce had made a living as a personal trainer and his dad had bought him his own gym to run. He had sold that. He didn’t need to work anymore. He divided his time between home and the lodge and was getting bored with hunting. It was like his favorite story that ran through his head. No game was dangerous enough to be a thrill anymore.

One Saturday morning his calling came. He was at the local convenience store buying some juice when she brushed up against him. He didn’t see her face up close, but he got a whiff of the essence of her hair and that was more than enough! He followed her outside. She drove away in an expensive SUV. Her vanity plate said “Kate 32.” The car looked to be at least 3 years old, and she looked about 35 to him.

When Bruce went back inside the store, the teenage clerk laughed and said she was out of his league. Heck she was out of everybody’s league! The truth was no one knew much about her. Her name was Kate and she lived alone in a house as fancy as Bruce’s. When she wasn’t working, she was only ever seen in this store to buy a bottle of water before she hit the jogging path. The clerk said that she had beautiful, penetrating blue eyes and shiny brown hair with red highlights. She was about 5 foot 5 and had long, slender, and somewhat muscular legs.

She had entered in the local marathon several times, and always had won by a wide margin. Oh yes, the clerk noticed a pin that she wore on her sweatshirt which suggested that she had significant martial arts training as well. She was only ever seen in her jogging outfit, which was a pair of shorts, a sweatshirt, sneakers, and white socks. Her breasts were invisible so she was either flat chested or wore a sports bra to flatten them out for running.

The next day Bruce saw her run on the jogging path from about 20 feet away. She was like a sleek well groomed race horse on the track. Her speed matched that of a young gazelle he had once seen trying to outrun a lioness. Oh yes she was really something all right. She was also as breathtakingly beautiful as she was spirited.

He knew now what the story reference in his head meant! It was a new era. Man was not the most dangerous game anymore. Women like this were far more dangerous! He would give anything to see her in feminine clothes. There was only one way to make that happen. He would have to capture her and take her to the lodge. He would have to drug her of course. He would also have to figure out her sizes and buy some appropriate clothing.

When he went home he started to plan his adventure. He looked around the house. There was chloroform and ether in the basement. His dad was a chemist originally and that part was easy. Capturing Kate with chloroform would be impossible though. It would take at least 2 men to hold her down and a third to hold the cloth. She might still get away and who could ever catch her?

He looked over his father’s old dart rifles. There were also several dart pistols. The drugs in the darts were too old though. Besides, they were dosed to bring down a rhino and would probably kill a young woman. He could get help there though. His old high school buddy was the local veterinarian and would be sympathetic to his cause.

He went to pay a call on his own pal Woody. Woody turned out to more sympathetic than he thought. He had already had an encounter with Kate and hated her. He chuckled and said,

“Ah yes; you’re going to do a bit of shrew taming!”

“Yes” Bruce said “Isn’t it amusing that the old bard knew of these same problems centuries ago!”

From Woody, Bruce also found out that Kate was a corporate raider and didn’t have a friend in the world. The drug of choice would be the equivalent of Rohypnol which was now only used as an animal tranquilizer under a new name.

When Bruce left he had enough to fill 50 darts and was told the proper dosage and everything. She should be shot in the butt or upper thigh he was told. There was a better chance of a direct hit without danger of hitting an organ or bouncing off a bone. She should fall in about 20 seconds, and will lay there helpless and dreamy until she finally passes out completely in a few minutes. She would be totally out for at least 5 hours. She wouldn’t remember anything but the dart hitting her when she woke up. Woody also loaned him a small injection gun that used a burst of air rather than a needle. The dose could be set to knock her out for as little as 20 minutes or as long as 3 hours. This had to done while touching her neck or shoulder though and she would have to be bound for that. He had handcuffs and shackles as well as ropes at the lodge.

There were still problems though. He would have to test everything on a less dangerous woman about the same size, age, and weight as Kate. He would dart a test woman on a jogging trail, take her somewhere, try out the injection gun and the chloroform, and oh yes, while she was out, take off all her clothes and get her sizes. It couldn’t be anywhere near home either. Once it was known that a girl was assaulted that way, Kate and the police would be on alert. No; he would go a thousand miles away for a weekend and do it.

Oh yes this had the makings of a master plan! Kate was not the type one practiced on. She would require a hunter with well sharpened skills that was for sure! Still if he wasn’t the one to do it who was? He booked a flight and reserved a rental car. Then he packed some things. He gathered some chloroform, ether, cloths, the injector gun, a dart pistol, several darts, and some rope. That should do it. He would have to check that bag. Security wouldn’t like the contents!

When Bruce’s plane arrived at the distant airport, he picked up his rental car. Then he headed to a medium size town outside the city. He looked on an old state highway outside of town for a suitable motel. He found a nice old one where he could back the car up to the door of the room. He rented a room far from the office. Now he was ready for the hunt. He would wait at the jogging path in the local park until dusk. First he would dart the proper woman specimen, and keep her hidden in the bushes until it was dark. Then he would carry her to the car and bring her to the motel for experimentation and research.

At just before 6 PM, while sitting on a bench, Bruce saw the perfect woman. She could be Kate’s sister! She was a few years younger than Kate, but the same in nearly every other way. He got the pistol ready and followed her at a safe distance. There was no one else around. He cut through the trees to get ahead of her and waited. When she came into range he waited until she had passed him. Then he fired a dart. He saw the dart penetrate her left butt cheek just before he ducked into the bushes out of sight.

Audrey felt a sting in her butt as she rounded a curve in the path. She was a 31 year old divorced mom enjoying her weekend without the kids. She loved to be outside and was the athletic type. She stopped and reached behind her and felt the feathers of the dart. She pulled it out and looked at it. It looked very old. She looked all around and could not see or hear anyone.

Suddenly Audrey’s head started spinning. She panicked and pulled her cell phone out of her hip pack. When she opened it, her vision was too blurred to make out the numbers. Suddenly she fell and dropped the phone. Everything was spinning around her, but she was too relaxed to care. She looked up and saw an older and good looking man standing over her. He asked if she was all right. She could not speak to answer him. She just lay there with glazed eyes. Bruce knelt down and cradled her pretty head in his arms. “He’s kind” she thought. That’s when her lights went out.

Bruce was trembling and smiling as her eyes finally closed and her head went totally limp in his arms. He picked her up and cradle carried her out of sight behind some trees. He hid her hip pack and cell phone there. When he was finished with her, he would place her still unconscious on the path with those on her. When she woke up he would be out of state and long gone.

After about an hour it was dark and the park was deserted enough for him to make his move. He threw the very limp woman over his shoulder and carried her to his waiting car. He placed her on the back seat and drove to his motel room. After he unlocked the door and turned on the lights, he went back for his catch. He quickly carried her in and closed the door.

He placed her on the bed and looked her over. She was pretty, but not as much so as Kate, at least to him anyway. He tied her hands behind her back and bound her ankles. He had a scarf ready to gag her with when she showed signs of waking. All was ready.

It was several hours until she moved at all. Then he quickly gagged her and waited. He turned the lights low and put on sunglasses so she would not recognize him. He had the injection gun ready and set for 20 minutes or the minimum setting.

When Audrey finally woke up she was still feeling dreamy and had a floating sensation. She felt like she had just had a long session of great sex. That was far from the truth however! She soon noticed that she was bound, gagged, and held captive in a strange room. Terror set in.

A strange man in dark glasses was with her. She remembered jogging in the park, and then the dart hit her. She remembered pulling it out and looking at it. That was all. Now she was here, wherever that was.

The man was folding a piece of white cloth. Now he was opening a brown bottle and pouring something on the cloth. Then to her horror he bent over her and held the soaked cloth over her nose and mouth. The fumes were intense and penetrating. She tried to move away from the cloth but he just held it there tightly. She tried to scream but only muffled umps came out. She thrashed around and held her breath. He still held the cloth fast.

Audrey was determined not to breathe and struggled like a wildcat. His strengths and her bound hands and feet prevented any victory. Then with his free hand, he punched her in the stomach. The wind was totally knocked out of her, and she was forced to take several deep breaths. She began to feel lightheaded. Next she heard a dull ringing in her ears. Her vision was blurring. Now her eyes were blinking and felt heavy. That’s the last thing she remembered.

Bruce smiled as she finally surrendered to the cloth and went limp in his waiting arms. The thought of struggling with Kate like this sent chills down his spine. He pulled the cloth away as soon as she was out and looked at his watch. Then he waited.

About 15 minutes later her eyes opened once more. Bruce looked at his watch. Now he would put her out again. Bruce poured more fresh chloroform on the cloth. Then he held it on her once more. This time she was too groggy to put up a big struggle. She did whimper and thrash around a bit, but she was out in about 30 seconds. This time he held the cloth on her for about a minute after she was out. He checked his watch again.

It was just over an hour when Audrey woke up the second time. Bruce was taking mental notes and looking at his watch. Audrey looked around the room and saw the man pouring liquid from a clear bottle this time. She braced herself for another fight. Whatever he used this time was different however. Holding her breath didn’t seem to help much. The fumes seemed to penetrate anyway. They were much stronger and not as sweet smelling. Her head was already swimming in a few seconds. She was no longer in control and her helpless body was breathing the fumes of the ether. She was totally out in about 15 seconds.

Bruce pulled the cloth away after a few seconds. She was deeply under. He lifted her leg and let it drop. She was as limp as a rag doll. He looked at his watch. Then he walked around the room. She was still out after a half hour. Then an hour passed. She was still out.

It would be 2 hours before the woman stirred. Bruce realized that the ether was way faster and more potent than the chloroform. This would be important where Kate was concerned. Now it was time to undress her and check out her clothing. He would have to put her under again. Since he would need some time, he used the ether again. He poured a generous amount on the cloth and applied it to her face once more.

Audrey was barely awake when the cloth was placed on her this time. It was the strong stuff again. No point in fighting that. She knew she was going under again and very soon. She inhaled normally and was out in 10 seconds.

Bruce held the cloth there for about 10 more seconds and then pulled it away. He removed her ropes, but left her gag on. He slowly untied her sneakers and slipped them off. Next he peeled off her socks. Then he lifted her limp form into a sitting position and slipped her sweatshirt over her head and off. Finally he placed her on her back and pulled off her shorts.

Seeing her knocked out on the bed with a gag in her mouth and just her bra and panties on was more that he bargained for! Wow she was hot! Back to work though. Must focus! He lifted her up and removed her bra. It was fairly heavily padded and her breasts were very small. Next he put her back down and slipped off her panties.

Bruce gathered up all her clothes and read all the labels. He wrote down all the sizes. Then he made a few phone calls on his cell. Finally he went into the bathroom.

Audrey woke up suddenly and realized she was untied. She was also naked! She didn’t waste time looking for her clothes. She went straight for the door. It didn’t open. He had all 3 security locks on! Audrey desperately fumbled at the locks, but it was too late. He grabbed her and dragged her back to the bed. She thrashed around, but was still lightheaded. The man had a weird looking gun in his hand. He held it against her neck.

Audrey thought she was about to die. Instead of hearing a gunshot though, she heard a chirp and a burst of air sound. Then she felt a sharp sting in her neck. Her eyes closed almost instantly and she fell limp onto the bed.

Bruce checked the gun. It was only set for 20 minutes. He redressed the woman and prepared to leave. He left the key on the dresser. The room had been paid for in cash. All was ready. He would have to shoot the girl with the gun set to 3 hours now. He waited for her to wake up first. It was risky of course, since she wasn’t bound, but he wanted to see her pass out. He was beginning to like that part!

When Audrey woke up she was dressed and lying on the bed. She was not tied, but was still gagged. He was standing over her holding the gun again. He told her not to worry and that she was going home now. She didn’t believe him and tried to get away. He held her with his strong arms and shot her in the neck again. Then he let her go. She got halfway up from the bed before she passed out and fell down again.

Bruce removed her gag and carried her to the car. Then he took her back to the path where she fell and put her hip pack back on her. He left her just as she had fallen. Then he drove to the airport, returned his car, and boarded the next plane home. He had learned many valuable lessons. Still as he sat on the plane returning home, he was in deep thought. Kate would fight harder, much harder. She might even escape. It didn’t faze him. The lodge was too isolated for her to get anywhere. After all he was a dead shot and had a long range dart rifle and 49 darts no less! Hell, he may even let her escape and hunt her in the woods. After all that’s what the guy in the story did! She would wake up bound on his fine bed!