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Foundations Laid	By : Parareru Category: Kim Possible > Het- Male/Female > Kim/Ron Views: 10547 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Phase 2: Rescue

Kim wasn’t sure how long she had slept, but when she woke she found herself tied spread-eagled to a bed. A blindfold had been placed over her eyes. No matter how hard she stared she could only make out blackness. No matter how hard she shook her head or pushed it against the mattress she couldn’t dislodge the mask. Kim laid her head back against the mattress and considered the situation.

It felt as if the collar was still around her neck and to her disgust it also felt that her bra had been exchanged for a bikini top. The thought of someone pawing at her body while she was unconscious turned her stomach. Kim wanted to cry, to wake up, to … anything except be here. Rage blossomed within her. She wanted to meet this Uno and kick his balls up into his skull and then shake him until his head rattled like a maraca. She pulled at her chains, pulling with everything she had in her, praying that the chains would give before her strength did.

Kim arched her back in surprise and shock as the egg still in her pussy clicked on, sending its vibrations through her clit and labia again. In spite of herself Kim felt her flesh begin to moisten as she grew more and more aroused. Kim tried tightening her muscles to force the vibrator out of her pussy, but it only intensified the sensations. Kim bit hep top to keep a tormented moan from escaping. The fact that her captors had her moved to a bed clearly meant that they were planning something sinister that her mind shied away from.

Ignoring her growing feelings of terror Kim tested her bonds again, to see if her exertions had weakened the metal at all. Someone would have had to notice her missing by now. Wade would have to know she was captured. If only she could get to her Kimmunicator. Once she got in contact with Wade she would be jus goo good as free. If only…

Kim started as the door to her cell slammed open to her right and sagged in relief as she heard a familiar voice yell, “KIM!”

“Ron, thank God you’re here!” Kim cried turning her head in the direction of his voice. “How’d you find me?” Ron Stoppable, the blond, slightly goofy and klutzy sidekick of Team Possible and Kim’s best friend since pre-K had the best timing in Kim’s opinion. Kim thrashed on the bed, renewing her struggles now that there was hope.

“Wade tracked your Kimmunicator, but lost the signal when it went through some kinda jamming field. It took him a while to track down the hideout,” Ron said as he climbed up onto the bed.

Kim felt Ron reach across her body and try to free her left wrist. His reassuring scent filled her nostrils, slightly dried sweat, nacho cheese, that aftershave he used and a hint of Rufus. “Jeez, how the heck am I supposed to get these off?” Ron whined. Kim felt the bed bump as he pulled at the chains and the post. “Man, what did they do to you, KP?”

“Just hurry up and get me out of here!” Kim shrieked as she bucked her hips. It turned out that that was the wrong move to make for Ron overbalanced with a panicked yelp and fell across her body. Kim felt Ron’s weight pressing her into the mattress and felt Ron freeze as he realized that his left hand was resting on Kim’s breast. Ron’s hand twitched involuntarily squeg thg the breast and drawing a gasp from Kim.

Ron fell back in panic. “Jeez, I’m so sorry, Kim! It was an dentdent! I swear!”

“It’s ok, Ron. You’re forgiven, but if you can’t open these cuffs right now at least take this damn egg out of my panties.”

Ron was babbling in panic. “You want me… my hand… I can’t… I mean… It’s not…”

Kim took a deep breath. “Ron, go ahead. You can do this. Please. I can’t stand it anymore.” She was almost begging now. Kim’s hips were in constant motion, shifting minutely under the egg’s power the vibrations robbing her of con.
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Kim heard Ron take a several deep breaths and then felt him place his hand on her navel and he slowly began to slide it under the piece of fabric covering Kim’s crotch. Kim felt Ron’s fingers brush through her thatch as he reached for the vibrating egg. Ron’s fingers brushed the egg, shifting its position and pulling a tremulous moan from Kim. Ron changed the position of his hand and dug his fingers around the egg and under Kim’s petals. Kim found herself becoming even more aroused despite herself. Her nipples tightened and strained at the material covering them. It took some more shifting on Ron’s part before he was able to free the egg from Kim’s cunt.

Kim lay there basking in the absence of sensation only to realize that sensation was not so absent as she had first thought. Ron was absently rubbing his hands over Kim’s crotch, his middle finger pushing deeper into the cloth with each pass.

“God, Kimmie. You’re so beautiful.” His words made Kim’s heart leap into her throat. Kim had long suspected that Ron might have had feelings for her, much as in the same way she had feelings for Ron. But by a mutually unspoken consensus, neither one of them had chosen to make a move out of fear that it might skew the flow of their friendship. A relationship between the two of them might have been great, but there was too much at stake and it was a risk that neither one of them was willing to take.

“Ron, stop. This isn’t you.”

“Maybe it is, KP. Maybe you just never noticed.” There was an odd note in Ron’s voice now. “You never had time for dopey Ron Stoppable.”

“Ron…” Kim began, but Ron just continued as if he hadn’t heard her.

Ron’s hand slid from her groin to her thigh and he absently began to stroke its entire length. Kim shifted her thigh, but Ron doggedly continued caressing it. “I’ve been in love with you for the longest time. But you didn’t notice, didn’t want me. You know this been a fantasy of mine for the longest time.”

“You don’t want to do this, Ron,” Kim tried to reason with him. “We’re friends.”

“But we could be so much more. You can’t tell me that you haven’t felt that.” Ron shifted his position. “I’m not going to argue with you any more,” he said softly.

Ron dove forward and covered Kim’s mouth with his own. Kim yelped and struggled, feeling Ron’s tongue slide around in her mouth. His mouth tasted clean, but with a lingering hint of Bueno Nacho. It was so very Ron. Kim felt Ron reach up behind her neck and back and pulled the strings holding her bikini top. With a quick swipe he tossed the top away exposing Kim’s pert, well formed breasts.

Ron broke off the kiss and Kim guessed that he was looking at her chest as he gently cupped one of her breasts and rubbed her nipple with his thumb and finger. “You’re breasts are just perfect,” Ron breathed. He moved so that his head was even with Kim’s breast, his breath just inches from her skin sent tingles racing along her body. “No tan lines,” Ron observed before he took her breast firmly in his hand. He flicked his tongue over the tip of Kim’s nipple before inhaling as much of her tit as he could. Ron fluttered his tongue over her smooth flesh dragging moans and gasps out of Kim. Kim felt the moistness of Ron’s tongue swirl round andnd hnd her nipple. He withdrew his mouth from that small nub of flesh with a soft sucking sound and then bit it gently. Kim heard Ron a p a pleased grunt as the nipple stiffened still more under his efforts. Her nipples felt so hard it was almost painful. His hands massaged Kim’s firm yet pliable breasts as he continued to suck and tease at her tits. Kim arched her back wanting Ron to continue his ministrations, but wanting him to stop at the same time. She tugged at her chains unsure if she wanted to pull Ron closer or drag him off.

After Ron had explored and sucked and licked and nibbled every inch of her breasts Kim felt Ron slide his hand down her stomach to her last remaining bit of clothing. His hand rubbed over the cloth again with a few firm strokes, the heel of his hand grinding against her mound.

Kim lifted her hips toward his hand, gasping and moaning. “Oh, Ron… Please… It’s too much…”

“You’ve just about soaked ugh ugh these, Kim,” Ron told her as he changed position until Kim’s knees were just under Ron’s armpits. Kim inhaled deeply and tensed as she felt Ron’s warm, wet tongue lick up one side of her thigh and then down the other. Goosebumps popped all over her flesh as Ron blew lightly across her damp skin.

“That tickles,” Kim protested. “Come on, Ron. We need to get out of here.”

Ron’s fingers tugged at the thongs holding the cloth in place. Using both hands he gently peeled the fabric off of Kim’s crotch and then slowly tugged the material out from under Kim’s buttocks. “Your hair is so red, Kimmie,” Ron whispered as his fingers ran through her thatch of hair. “It’s like there was a fire trapped in your pants.” Kim felt Ron shift again before his tongue began to work the petals of her labia.

Kim let out a long, shuddering breath; this was so much more intense than the vibrator had been. “Ron, not like this. Please.” She trembled as Ron began lapping at her sex with long, slow licks. “Please. Ron. We mean so much to each other.” Another tremor as Ron quickened his tempo. “I’m telling you right now, Stoppable. Stop it.” The iron was in her voice now, the firm tone that she had never used at Ron before. To her relief Ron stopped and Kim felt him sit up.

“You know KP, there are two things you need to know,” Ron began. “One; you taste great. Like honey and maple syrup great. Better than Bueno Nacho great. Two; you talk too much.” With that he quickly reached over and shoved a wad of cloth into her mouth. Kim let out an indignant shout that was quickly muffled by the cloth. She tried to work the gag out of her mouth with her tongue, but Ron just stuffed it back in and then secured it with some tape.

Kim heard and felt Ron remove his clothing before he resumed his position at her sex. Her muffled protests only served to spur Ron on as his tongue began dipping into her at a frenzied pace. Kim tried bucking her hips to dislodge Ron only to have his face ride her pussy licking away furiously as he snaked an arm around her waist and drag her back down to the mattress.

Kim jerked in surprise as Ron’s tongue found her clit and it rolled around that tiny engorged bundle. Bolts of pleasure raced through Kim’s body as Ron’s tongue slid up and down her clit. Kim’s hands clawed for purchase as the pleasure overtook her, washing coherent thought from her mind. Ron released her clit just before Kim’s orgasm hit and let her r to to a lesser state of arousal. His hands roamed Kim’s quivering body, caressing and squeezing her buttocks, placing a trail of hot kisses on her legs and stomach.

Once Kim had relaxed enough Ron resumed by sucking the juices seeping from Kim’s labia. Ron slid two fingers into Kim’s slick pussy drawing a stunned gasp from her. Ron’s fingers pumped in and out as Kim moaned in time with those thrusts, her hips bouncing against the mattress rapidly, her breasts jiggling from the force of her motion. Kim slammed her head again and again against the mattress as the sensations kept flooding her, threatening to overwhelm her. Suddenly Ron stopped, leaving Kim moaning in relief, chest heaving from the effort. Kim tried yelling through the gag at Ron, hoping he’d finally see reason and stop.

Ron idly rubbed Kim’s cheek, tracing the outline of her jaw. “Dobe sbe so impatient, KP. I’ll take care of business in just a sec.”

Kim shook her head in denial as she realized what Ron meant by business as he shifted position again. Kim felt Ron’s knees inside of hers and his musty scent intensified as he drew closer. The tip of Ron’s manhood bumped against her opening and Kim pulled her hips away, deeper into the mattress.

“Nowhere to go,” Ron murmured as he again positioned himself above Kim as she moaned and grunted frantically. Smoothly he let his weight settle, gravity forcing his shaft between Kim’s wet, engorged lips. Kim moaned as Ron’s meat kept sliding deeper and deeper into her. Kim felt Ron’s warm head swell even larger inside of her. The feeling was even more intense than when Ron had his fingers in her. She finally had to relax her hips and felt the mattress push her sex deeper around Ron’s manhood. Ron’s head bumped up against her hymen, pulling a pained grunt from her.

“You still have your hymen, KP,” Ron said in a surprised voice. Kim felt Ron draw himself back out of her. Kim sighed, knowing that Ron would not rob her of her virginity. Not like this. Not Ron. His penis was almost out of her when she felt him tense and shift position. Too late Kim realized Ron’s intent as he slammed his hips forward, tearing through her virgin seal. An anguished wail slipped through her gag as pain worse than she had ever felt before ripped through her.

Kim didn’t know which hurt more, her battered sex or her heart and the knowledge that her trusted friend was raping her. Tears sprang to her eyes only to be absorbed by the material of the blindfold. Ron just lay there with his shaft buried between her legs, his chest pressing her breasts nearly flat. He grabbed her hair and brought his mouth to her ear which he kissed and then nipped. “You belong to me now,” he whispered. As is to enforce his claim he thrust his hips, grinding deeper into Kim while he grabbed one of her breasts painfully. Kim’s cry of pain was absorbed by the gag.

Ron began sliding his cock in and out, letting out a pleased grunt every now and then. Kim tried to resist, but found it difficult to predict Ron’s rhythm. Kim felt something trickling from her sex and down her butt before pooling on the mattress and whimpered as she grasped that it was her virgin blood. He was raping her. Ron was rapinr. r.

Ron was pumping harder now, her breasts shook with each blow. He drew his cock nearly out of her and then rammed it back in as if reliving the moment of penetration again and again. Pure physical desire slowly began to displace the pain of her deflowering, but Kim held on tightly to her rage. She would get through this and then there would be hell to pay.

Kim bleated helplessly as Ron changed style again. Now he was thrusting in slowly wriggling his hips as he traveled deeper and deeper down Kim’s slippery love canal. In spite of herself Kim found her body gripping his cock tightly as her muscles shifted with every movement.

“You’re so tight, Kimmie,” Ron breathed as he ground his hilt against her clit. Ron shifted his hips so that as he drew his dick out of its scabbard it slid along Kim’s clit. He lowered himself off her clit as he pushed back in. “Stop fighting me, Kim. It’ll feel better,” he moaned as he drew himself out again. Kim’s jaw ground on the gag, hands clenching into fists, even as her body responded to the stimulus, her pulse racing faster and faster.

Ron began to pick up the pace, still brushing his shaft against her clit with each withdrawal. He began to pant from the exertion as Kim’s pussy began to flutter around Ron’s cock. Kim could feel the pressure building to the breaking point and she wondered if she would be able to hold on. Ron’s thrusts came faster and faster as Kim’s disobedient body betrayed her and gripped Ron’s member even tighter. Kim’s nostrils flared with each breath as her hips jumped off the mattress to meet Ron’s with a mighty smack. Over and over again her hips thrust skyward as her body yearned for relief.

Ron yelled wordlessly and he gave final mighty thrust into Kim as she let out a wail of pain, frustration and pleasure as her body exploded in ecstasy, her vaginal contractions pulling Ron’s manhood deep inside of her as his seed splashed inside the walls of her pussy. She lay there body quivering, tightly cleaved to her rapist as burst after burst of Ron’s hot spunk filled her.

Finally, her body relaxed and melted against the mattress as Ron recovered enough to make several final thrusts inside of her. A squishing, fluid noise came from their sex as Ron continued moving inside of her. Kim could feel Ron’s hardness soften slightly inside of her, but just lay there too spent to move or do anything except let out the occasional distressed moan that seeped through her gag.

Ron lay across Kim, still inside of her and cupped her breast, fingers rubbing at the droplets of mingled sweat on her body. He slid his thigh against hers and Kim moaned in discomfort as the motion caused Ron’s member to brush her now over sensitized clit. “You came with me,” Ron said as he continued stroking Kim’s body. “You can’t deny that it felt good for you too.” He reached up and pulled the gag out of Kim’s mouth.

Kim worked her tongue around her mouth, moistening it before saying, “I hate you, Ron. You took me, raped me. I hate you. Fuck you.”

Ron chuckled and then laughed. “You just did fuck me and you will again and again and enjoy it again and again,” he promised. Kim felt Ron raise himself off and out of her with a soft slurping sound and then his fingers were on the side of her head as he reached for the blindfold. “Ding. The clock has struck midnight and now it’s time for the ball to end.”

Kim blinked in the bright light as she raised her head and tried to focus on Ron. He was kneeling between her legs, his still erect cock dripping with her blood and fluid and his semen. Her eyes traveled upwards and with a start realized that his skin from head to toe was blue.

Dr. Drakken leered down at her and said in Ron’s voice, “What’s the matter, Kimmie? Don’t like what you see. Or maybe you miss me and want me back inside.”

Kim was shaking her head in horror and revulsion. “No, this isn’t possible. It’s not.” Kim’s emotions roiled inside of her. Relief that Ron had not raped her warred with disgust that Dr. Drakken had. The entire time she thought that it had been Ron inside of her, it was Drakken. She had wanted to kill Ron, but he was innocent.

Drakken pulled off a small patch off of his throat and said in his own voice, “I really enjoyed that. It was worth all the acting just to see the look on your face right now.”

“Well done, Doctor,” Uno’s voice boomed in the room. “Perhaps now you should move on to Phase Three.”
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