"Just hold still and try not to cry," Sanchez whispered in his deep and creamy voice.

Liz felt her heart racing in a way that had nothing to do with being the hostage of giant, genius rats. The sound of Sanchez's rich, manly timbre sent waves of excitement through her virginal body.

Liz did her best to hold still as Lucien used his skillful hands to set her alabaster body free. Liz moaned as the ropes brushed against her excited nipples. Right now, she was tied to a chair but once Sanchez had her free, she would be naked without the ropes covering her nubile body.

She dared not look at Lucien as he fought with the ties that bound her. He had been allowed to keep his small, black briefs. Briefs that he filled to capacity.

With his manhood, that is.

"Oh, how I wish Dagless was here," Liz whispered, huskily.

"Me to," Sanchez eagerly agreed.

xxx

Dagless took the first rat out with a roundhouse kick to the whiskers. A karate chop felled (knocked over) the second. Then Dagless found himself eye to eye with the most intelligent eyes he had ever seen - other than his own eyes looking back at him from a mirror or other reflective surface. He was a handsome rat, but a rat with a face that had seen pain.

"I presume you are the 'Dagless' of whom everybody speaks with such awe and adulation. You are the worthy opponent for whom I have waited. Once I have defeated you," announced the articulate rat (in whom Dagless saw a bit of himself), "I will be truly ready to take over the human race for you, Dagless, are the finest specimen that humankind has to offer. Once you are defeated, the world will fall. Let the battle begin."

The rat, that Dagless would later learn was called Snuggles, dropped into a fighting stance.

Dagless pulled out his holy gun and shot the rat between his sensitive eyes. His considerable amount of brains splashed on the wall behind him.

"Sorry, my never-to-be friend. I've got lives to save and yours isn't on of them. However, mine is and so are my friends'."

Dagless threw open the stockroom door and found Sanchez and Liz in a state of undress. Liz was wearing nothing but some carefully placed ropes.

"Sorry, guys, I was just here to rescue you. I didn't mean to catch you en flagrante (having sex). I'll be out here whenever you're done," Dagless apologized, reaching to close the door.

"No!" Sanchez and Liz yelled in unison.

"You got here just in time, Liz was about to throw a very girlie hissy fit because I was seeing all of her lady bits," Sanchez explained, "I told her, I'm a doctor. The nude female form no longer holds any appeal to me. I'm totally immune. Sometimes I have to make a lady put some clothes back on just so I can get in the mood, if you know what I mean."

Dagless was not indifferent to the female form and Liz seemed to know it. She was flushing but making very little effort to cover her enticing nude body. Her perky breasts called to him like pale, firm sirens.

"I've disposed of the rats with a little help from the big guy," Dagless explained.

"Well done, Dag. You've saved us all again. I guess I'll go have a chat with the Padre, have him thank God for me. I'll do it myself as well but I think he probably listens closer to the Padre," Sanchez said as he threw a lab coat over his nearly nude and chiseled body, "Take care of Liz, will you?"

"I think I can manage that," Dagless responded, his voice deep and highly sexual.

"Well, that's me off," said Sanchez, "See you guys next adventure."

xxx

Liz dropped the ropes that had tied her but she also, metaphorically, dropped the bonds that had (metaphorically) bound her body and she gave herself over to love.

Knowing the young and beautiful doctor was a virgin, Dagless took his time. He kissed her alabaster skin until her delicately scented mossy valley was full of dew (indicating sexual arousal).

Her tiny pink nipples puckered under his sensitive lips and she moaned, "Make me a woman, Dr. Dagless."

"I'll make you my woman and you can call me Rick," Dagless explained as he continued to fondle her supple breasts.

"I want you inside of me, Dr. Rick," Liz pleaded, seemingly in pain from her desire to be filled by a real man.

Wanting to make her first time special, Dagless guided Liz to a small leather couch. As she moaned and cried his name, Dagless penetrated her unopened rose with his aching thorn. They did it lying down on the couch. Then he had her bend over the side of the couch so they could do it doggy style. Then they went back to doing it regular style until they both orgasmed.

"Oh, Dr. Rick. Is there nothing you can't do?" Liz asked, panting from their athletic and satisfying love making.

"I'm sure there is something I can't do," Dagless explained, "and if I look long and hard enough, I'll find what it is that I can't do."

"Speaking of long and hard..." Liz giggled.

"Oh, you," Dagless laughed before beginning to make love to Liz for a second time.