Chapter Four: All Bad Things Will Come To An End
It was a pale and gloomy day in LA. It was a bit windy and there were nothing but clouds in the sky. The Sun couldn't be seen from anywhere in the city. Inside of the Wong residence, the den area was dark. Only illuminated by a thin ray of light coming in through the blinds. A sound of moaning reverberated through the room. Mr. Wong sat on his knees on the sofa behind his daughter Frankie. He fucked her slowly from behind as she quietly moaned through her sobbing. Paige sat across the room in a dark corner tied to a recliner. She wiggled around trying to get free, but to no avail. "You sick fuck!" She yelled being forced to watch him fuck her best friend. He paused in his movements. "Now, you keep that volume up and I'll have to hurt your friend." He said pointing at Paige from across the room. He then went back to thrusting into his daughter softly clapping her cheeks. Paige was genuinely terrified. This man was so fucked up that he would hurt his own daughter just to keep his rapist secret she thought.
Bernie and Amelia walked hand-in-hand down the sidewalk as cars cruised by. They arrived in front of Frankie's house and turned up the drive. The two walked up to the front door as Bernie knocked. Mr. Wong froze. He looked at Paige. Paige desperately wanted to scream for help. She really wanted to, but she was afraid that he would hurt her friend. So, she stayed quiet. Bernie knocked again. "Isn't she supposed to be home? It's like...twelve o' clock." Bernie said looking at his watch. Just then, they heard a moan. It sounded like Frankie. "You heard that right." Amelia asked. "Heard what?" Bernie asked. He didn't hear it. Mr. Wong pulled out of his daughter and walked to the front door eyeing down Paige. He put on his pants and cracked the door open a little bit. "Hey, guys!" He said enthusiastically. "Hey, Mr. Wong." Bernie said nonchalantly. Amelia cocked an eyebrow. She knew something was up. She looked down to see his belt undone and him not wearing any socks. She nudged Bernie.
Bernie didn't know what she nudged him for, but he saw the look on his friend's face. That's all he needed. "Uh, is Frankie here?" He asked trying to look inside. "Um, Frankie's at Paige's house. She spent the night yesterday." Mr. Wong lied flawlessly. "O-okay." Bernie said nodding. He looked at Amelia. She shook her head furiously. Something was up. She could've swore she just heard Frankie's voice. "Okay, thanks, Mr. Wong." Bernie said taking her hand. He wanted to get her out of there. The two walked away as Mr. Wong watched them intently. Amelia looked back to see him staring at them as they left. The door finally shut. Mr. Wong quickly looked out the window to make sure they were gone. "Okay!" He clapped his hands. "Who's next?" He asked walking into the den. Amelia quickly pulled Bernie's hand as they crept into the neighbor's backyard. "Amelia, what are we doing? What's going on back there?" Bernie stopped her behind some bushes.
"Somethin's not right." She said in her southern accent. They looked over the shrubs to see and open window in the kitchen. "We need to get in there." She said. "What are you, crazy? That's burglary." Bernie whispered. "Shh." She pressed her index finger against his lips shushing him. He smiled as he liked her touch. "Trust me, Bern." She said looking into his eyes. He thought for a moment, then silently nodded. Amelia got up and crept over through the neighbor's backyard with Bernie close behind. They reached a large white fence between the two houses. "You gotta loft me up." She said looking back at him. He crouched holding out his clasped hands. She stepped on them as he lifted her up and over the fence. "You got it?" She whispered through the fence. "Yeah, hold on. Just give me a second. He backed up and took his mark. He sprinted towards the fence and jumped slamming into it creating a loud bang. Mr. Wong was sitting on the sofa with Frankie straddled over his lap riding him reluctantly.
He groaned holding her hips and pushing her shirt up a bit thrusting up into her slowly. He paused when a loud bang cane from outside. "I'm gonna go see what that was, sweetheart. Don't get tired on me." He said putting her aside on the couch. He walked into the kitchen to see no one at the white fence. He walked away as Bernie and Amelia were pressed against the wall right under the window. "Alright, I need to get through that window." She whispered. "Amelia, I don't think this is a good ide-and you're already doing it." He said as Amelia climbed through the window. She landed quietly in the kitchen as she heard moans. It didn't sound like Frankie this time. No, it sounded like Paige. Something was definitely up now. Mr. Wong sat on his knees in front of the recliner with Paige's legs over his shoulders. His head was deep in her lap as he ate her coochie. Paige's back arched as she moaned. His tongue exploring her insides. He pushed her shirt up showing her small breasts as he squeezed her developing mounds.
Frankie sat crying on the sofa with her hands over her face. Mr. Wong came up for air. He took out his cock and pushed it into Paige's pussy as she moaned loudly. He held her thighs up as he fucked her tight little vagina hard and fast. He held her feet high as he clapped his pelvis against her's. His member exploring deep within her body. He banged into her harder. BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! as Paige's eyes rolled to the back of her skull in euphoria. More on the physical side of things rather than the situation as she still hated him for raping her and her friend. He stopped. "You know what? I need to go to the little boy's room. Don't go anywhere." He pointed to Frankie. He walked away and up the stairs. They heard the bathroom door shut and lock. Bernie started to climb through the window. He slipped on some water on the sink as he fell crashing into some dishes. Amelia stares at him wide eyed as he got up. "My bad." He said smiling nervously brushing himself off.
Paige and Frankie jumped when they heard the bang in the kitchen. Paige looked at Frankie as she looked back. Amelia and Bernie crept through the halls as they neared the den. They peeked into the room to see Frankie and Paige without pants on. "Oh, God!" Bernie turned around covering his eyes. "Guys! What're you doing here?" Amelia asked. Paige and Frankie silently motioned for them to run and hide. Amelia didn't understand. She walked over to Paige and tried to untie the rope as Bernie blindly handed Frankie her pants still covering his eyes. "Well. Well. Well." A voice said from behind them. The two turned to see Mr. Wong standing there. "If you touch them, I swear to God." Paige said trying to break free. "Okay. Can somebody tell what the hell is going on here?" Bernie asked confused. "You're gonna did today, kid. That's what's going on." Mr. Wong said. He walked towards Bernie. "Hey! Woah!" Bernie exclaimed as Mr. Wong gripped him up by the collar.
"Get off of him!" Amelia grabbed a vase throwing it across the room. The vase bounced off of Mr. Wong's back and hit the floor shattering. He let go of Bernie and looked at Amelia. "Okay, I thought that would do a little more." She said. He grunted walking towards her. "Get away from her!" Bernie ran at him jumping on his back and covering his eyes. Mr. Wong yelled shaking vigorously trying to throw him off. Bernie held on for dear life. Mr. Wong slammed his back into a wall knocking Bernie off of him. He knelt above Bernie. Bernie slapped his face away as Mr. Wong held his arms together. He then proceeded to pummel his face in with his fists. "Bernie!" Amelia shouted. Bernie's head smashed into the hardwood floor as each fist came down with brute force. Blood started flying everywhere as he face was brutally beat up. Just then, Mr. Wong was thrown across the room and smashed clean through a wall and back into the den. Dirk stood above Bernie panting out of breath.
"You hurt my Bern-man!" He yelled running at Mr. Wong. He punched him in the face sending him flying through the glass coffee table shattering it. He picked up Mr. Wong by the neck and threw him through another wall. "Nobody messes with my friends!" Dirk yelled. He panted as his chest heaved balling his fists. Mr. Wong sat groaning in pain not able to get up. "Bernie!" Amelia ran to his unconscious body by the stairs. "Bernie, are you okay?" She asked as tears welled up in her eyes. "Hey. Did I win?" He struggled to say through his bruised jaw. Amelia chuckled crying. Police sirens wailed as red and blue light shone through the windows. Frankie untied Paige as they put their pants on. The paramedics wheeled Mr. Wong in a stretcher with a handcuff on his wrist into the back of the ambulance. They also wheeled Bernie into another ambulance. Amelia held his hand the whole way. "You're gonna be okay, Bern." She said as they pulled stretcher into the truck. "I'll be fine." He said putting his thumb up.
Amelia laughed. The two ambulances drove off. Amelia walked over to a cop car to see Paige and Frankie with blankets over their shoulders leaning against each other. Dirk stood beside them. "I am SO sorry, guys." Amelia said standing in front of them. "It's okay. You saved us." Paige said hugging Amelia tightly. The two separated as Amelia looked at Frankie. "Frankie, I'm sorry about your dad." She said. "It's okay...He's always been weird with me ever since my mom died." She said looking down. The four all huddled together as the camera pans up to birds-eye view. A metal cell slammed shut as Mr. Wong held the bars. "Please! You gotta let me out of here!" He yelled after the guard who walked away. "Hello, there, sweet cheeks." He heard a voice from behind him. He slowly turned shaking to see a gang of inmates all pulling their dicks out. "Noooo!" He screamed as they all walked towards him. Cut to the gang hanging out at Vuugle. Amelia sat on the couch holding Bernie.
Frankie sat to her right and Paige sat to Bernie's left. Dirk sat in the chair next to the couch. "I can't believe you guys went through that." Dirk said looking at the girls. "I just...don't want to talk about it anymore." Frankie said looking down rubbing her knees. "Okay. I understand." Dirk replied. She smiled at him. "Amelia, you don't have to hug me anymore. I'm fine." Bernie squirmed as she had her arms wrapped around him tightly. "Wow. I never thought Bernie would complain about Amelia hugging him." Paige said. Bernie paused. "You're right." He wrapped his arms around Amelia hugging her back. Paige laughed.