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Late Night Home	By : Bonniefan Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 42423 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disney owns, I don’t. I am weak and pitiful, and not worthy of being sued. You know, on FF.net, I always reserved this area for recommending other stories, so I think I'll do that now. One of my favourite stories on this site is Deep Sleeper, by Jawelik. It is both erotic and amusing. I mean, how often do you see Ron as the big, bad stud with all the women everywhere, and yet have no idea whatsoever. I just find that funny.
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Late Night Home – Chapter 3
Kim awoke with a smile as she felt the soft nibbling at her breasts. She groaned appreciatively, and opened her eyes, expecting to see her husband. When she saw Bonnie though, she was, just for a moment anyways, completely confused. Very quickly though, the events of the night previous came back to her, and she settled back to enjoy the sensations.
Bonnie looked quite happy with what she was doing, as she gazed up lovingly. Kim still could hardly believe just how different Bonnie was when it came to the bedroom. Out in the world, she was Bonnie Rockwaller, blood-thirsty shark of a lawyer, ready to rip someone's guts out and do a dance in the blood she brought forth, feared by lawyers everywhere when they found her sitting on the other side of them. In the bedroom though, that seemed to disappear, as Bonnie Rockwaller disappeared, and the submissive BonBon came out, willing to please and do whatever she's told. The only time there was a middle ground was with her little girl Veronica, just seven, the same age as Kim's own little girl Michelle. After leaving Brick, she was devoted to that little girl.
Kim sighed as she felt her husband move as well, stroking Kim's hip. Kim opened her eyes to gaze at her husband, who was lying behind Bonnie with his head supported on his hand as he watched the two of them. Kim smiled at him, and then let her gaze travel down, where Ron obligingly moved the blankets away, showing her that he was more than ready to go.
Kim pulled Bonnie away for a moment, and kissed her gently. Again, Bonnie just smiled up with adoration as Kim slid over top of Bonnie and past her, to straddle her husband. With practiced ease, Kim slid herself onto his shaft, and she groaned loudly as she felt him stab deep within her in one stroke. Kim took a moment to enjoy the sensation of being full, allowing herself a moment to fully awaken as well, and then started to ride Ron.
The first orgasm hit quickly, as it always did now, and Kim paused only long enough for the initial spasms to cease. Almost right away, she was back and rock back and forth on top of Ron, gasping and moaning. Bonnie was there now as well, her delicate tongue working on Kim's nipples again.
The ring of the doorbell snapped them all out of their reverie, and Kim paused to look out the open bedroom door, decisions weighing on her mind. “Bonnie, go get that, would you. That should be Tara at the door.”
Bonnie rose to go, but Ron grabbed her, stopping her. “No Bonnie, Kim will go for it.”
Kim's eyes widened, as she looked down at her husband in disbelief. “But Ron...”
“Bonnie is our guest.” Ron's expression had hardened for a moment, as he looked up at her. “She will be going soon enough, and then I will take care of you.”
Kim wanted to protest, to fight to keep him inside her, but she could see from his face that he wasn't going to relent on this. “Yes Ron.”
As soon as she agreed, his face lightened, his usual smile returning. Kim smiled as well, and leaned down for a kiss before teasingly lifting herself off him. With a sigh, she gave Bonnie a kiss and finally pulled away. “Have fun.”
Bonnie nodded, and quickly moved to take Kim's spot on top of Ron, while Kim grabbed her house coat from the closet. As she closed the door behind her, leaving the two to continue fucking, the doorbell rang for a second time, and Kim sped up a bit.
Tara was grinning broadly as Kim opened the door, the cheery blond all smiles as Kim waved her in. “Hey Tara, sorry about the wait.”
Tara was practically bubbly as she entered the house. “Hey Kim, did I interrupt you taking advantage of a guest staying over?”
Kim just smiled at that. “I guess you could say that.” A few years ago, a question like that would have faded Kim right out of existence with her blushing, even though that flower of Drakken's was well over a decade ago. Now though, with Tara and a number of their friends, it was almost a general inquiry. “Bonnie woke me up nicely, and then I had just gotten started with Ron when you came by.”
Tara smirked at that, as she watched Kim starting the coffee. “I could come back you know.”
Kim waved her off, smiling. “No, I'm fine. I let Bonnie have her fun, since she's going home later this afternoon. I can get some of my Ronshine later.”
Tara nodded thoughtfully, taking a seat at the kitchen counter on one of the high stools. “That's some real good progress Kim. I'm proud of you.”
Kim chuckled softly, pulling two mugs down from the cupboard. “Don't be too proud, I did still pout about having to get off my own husband.”
“Yes, but in that first year, you wouldn't have been that nice, now would you? You would have just kept going, no matter what was going on. You should be proud of yourself.”
Kim sighed as she poured the coffee into the mugs, remaining quiet until she placed the mug on the counter in front of her friend. “Yeah, I guess I am proud of that, but still... being a nymphomaniac with the urge to mate daily and with a whole mess of mental issues is not how I pictured approaching the big three oh.”
Tara nodded knowingly as she sipped gingerly at her coffee. “Is that what's triggered these thoughts, assessing the direction your life is going?”
“You know what they say, you can't go forward without understanding where you've been.” Kim sipped at her coffee, meeting her friend's gaze. “You know, I could just book a session with you during the week. You don't have to listen to me off the clock like this.”
Tara put her mug down, her expression serious, all trace of the bubbly blond gone from her expression. “Kim, I'm not just your psychiatrist, I'm also your friend. And it's obvious you need to talk about it.”
Kim nodded, then giggled slightly. “Oh man, five years ago, this whole picture would have seemed so impossible. I mean, here I am, talking to you in just a housecoat, while I haven't even had a shower since I had multiple rounds of sex with Ron, Bonnie, and even your husband. I would have died from embarrassment back then to be in this situation.” Kim took anouther sip, before returning the mug to the table. “Maybe that's what this is all about. I'm getting older, I'm looking at where my life is going, and I'm seeing just how different everything is from what I planned.” Kim sighed, lowering her gaze to the dark liquid in front of her.
Tara reached across the table, grasping Kim's hand in hers. “I know we've gone over it before, but why don't you start from the beginning.”
Kim looked up, seeing the concerned look on Tara's. “All right... well, it was just supposed to be a regular mission, nothing strange about it at all at the time...”
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“And that's all we've got?”
Wade shrugged visibly through the screen. “Sorry Kim. This isn't exactly a government building, all I have is a general layout based on satellite scans. Though it looks like the governor is in this room here.” The screen split, showing a rough map of the building they were looking at. There was a stationary heat signature in a small room to the one side, and no more than three others moving around.
“Any entry points Wade?”
“Looks like the second story window on the east side of the building. No one in there right now, and you should be able to access it easily.”
Ron wrapped his arms around his wife's waist, smiling over at Wade. “So a cake walk then. We can be back to your parents place to pick up the kids with time to spare. You know... we might even be able to convince your mom to keep the kids overnight...”
“Guys, I'm still here.”
Both turned to look down at the Kimmunicator to look at Wade, and Ron just smirked. “Dude, you're well past the stage where this should bother you, ESPECIALLY if what I overheard Joss telling her friends was true.”
Wade went bright red at that, his embarrassment clear, and Kim just laughed with her husband. “All right you two, that's enough. It's game time. We'll call you when we need a ride out.”
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“And it was as simple as that. The breaking into the building was flawless, the three kidnappers were captured with no fuss, and we were in the room untying the governor. The entire mission hadn't taken more than ten minutes, from entry to completion, and I was feeling quite good about it. I was already planning our day with the kids, and the night with Ron.” Kim took a sip of her coffee, and Tara noticed her friend's hands start to shake. “And then...”
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“Hello Miss Possible... or do you prefer Mrs. Stoppable now?”
Kim and Ron whirled quickly, their eyes wide with shock, as they found half a dozen men, all armed, suddenly standing behind them. They had only just finished untying the governor, and thought the situation was clear. But Kim was quick to recover, dropping into a defensive position. “It's Mrs. Stoppable now. And who may I say I have the pleasure of speaking with?”
The man, obviously of middle eastern descent, just chuckled. “Mrs. Stoppable, I'm hurt. My name is Rasheim Huissein. A few years back, you caused the entire disruption of my entire organization. Drugs, weapons, women, all stopped because you felt a need to intrude. Well, now I'm here to collect what you owe me.” He motioned to his men, who flanked off to the side a bit, not approaching.
“Well that's going to be harder than you... OWW!” Kim's hand shot up to her neck, and quickly found the needle buried into the skin. Her eyes widened as her gaze shot accusingly to the state governor who backed away quickly, the guilt written all over his face. Ron was to her side in a heartbeat, even as her vision started to fade.
Governor Wallace moved quickly to the side of his middle eastern 'captors'. “This clears up what I owe you, doesn't it? We're good now?”
Rasheim just nodded. “Remember your cover story, and all will be fine. In fact, I think you can expect a bonus to be delivered to you later today for your good work.”
The greedy governor just smiled and, casting one final glance at Kim and Ron, bolted from the building. Kim by this point was leaning more and more on Ron, her vision going on her quickly, and Ron was holding onto her protectively. His glare turned on Rasheim, his eyes hard, his mouth set. “You bastard, what did he give her.
Rasheim smiled, pulling a revolver from his side. “I am sorry, but I needed Mrs. Stoppable docile for what is to come. After all, I need to be intact to train her if she is to become my newest pleasure slave But I'm afraid I have no need for you at all Mr. Stoppable.”
One shot, that's all it took, and Ron was thrown back against the wall, his eyes wide. Frantically, his hand clutched at Kim's as she lay on the floor, now completely unable to move. The last thing Kim saw was the bleeding form of her husband as his eyes slowly closed.
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“Even more than what happened afterwards, it was that sight, watching Ron dying, and not being able to do anything...”
Tara moved around the counter now, enclosing Kim in a hug. After a few moments, Kim collected herself and smiled at Tara. “Thanks.” Kim sniffled slightly, and Tara moved to sit beside Kim. With a sigh, Kim continued. “Anyways, even now we're not exactly sure how they masked themselves from Wade. Just one moment, we were alone, and the next, they were there. But that doesn't really matter too much with what happened next.” Kim clasped her hands in front of her around her mug, staring up at the ceiling. “When I woke up, he set about making his promise a reality...”
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“Two days Mrs. Stoppable, I must say I am impressed.”
Kim struggled against the bonds holding her, but it was futile, just as it had been every time she was awake. “Two... days...”
Rasheim nodded as he smiled, holding in his hands anouther syringe. “Oh yes, even I never expected such an indomitable spirit. With the combination of drugs we have given you, we could have driven a dozen women into becoming sluts willing to fuck anything that moves, but you continue to resist. I find that... gratifying. It means I was not beaten by someone who is weak. I must say, your inevitable collapse will be a great triumph.”
But Kim was barely paying attention to the man, her mind was focused on resisting the urges deep within her. For two days, he had been pumping some kind of drug cocktail into her, driving her senses up, her physical sensitivity, lowering her reasoning and thinking abilities until she was nothing but a quivering mass of female flesh, ready to do almost anything to relieve the sexual tension that had built up. And yet, she fought on.
“You continue to surprise me Kim Stoppable.” Rasheim had just finished giving her the injection, one that Kim had hardly felt. "What drives you to resist, when everything within you is screaming for release?”
Kim could feel the new drugs already working through her system, and Kim's eyes closed as she felt the elation and ecstasy course through her. But again, her resolve focused on the one thing that was saving her. “Ron...”
Rasheim leaned in until his mouth was just off her ear, and whispered to her softly. “He's dead, I killed him. But even that would not be enough to break you, is it? No, you still hold out hope of rescue, don't you? Well I'm afraid to tell you Mrs. Stoppable, even if Global Justice were to come through those doors right now, the drugs in your system have already altered your body and brain chemistry. For the rest of your life, you are going to be nothing but a little slut, unable to keep her legs closed for anyone at anytime, needing the pleasures of the flesh And soon, when you are ready to accept that, you will beg for my cock, to relieve you of your tensions, and you will be mine!”
With one final laugh, he left the room, leaving Kim to ponder the future he had just described to her.
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“I think it was the next day that I gave in, but I can't be sure. I barely knew my own name at that point. One moment, I thought Ron was standing over me, and I begged him, over and over again.” Kim's hands fell from the mug, balling into fists. “For two weeks I'm told, it was just an orgy. They kept me so drugged up, just in case I found a way to fight the drugs, but at that point... I wasn't even there mentally at that point. I don't even remember it really, just an endless stream of cock and pussy and sex... so long as I was getting some, I was happy, and if I wasn't, I wasn't happy. But they never did leave me alone for long, not when they threw me in with the other girls when they were done with me.”
Kim paused, glancing over at Tara. “And then, my angel came for me.” Kim smiled, and her eyes grew damp. “I didn't even know it then, not really, but there I was between this other woman's legs, not even sure who's, when there's this sound behind. I turn around, and there was Ron. I thought for sure I was dreaming, because Shego was there with him, but you wouldn't believe how happy I was to see him. I crawled over to him and was begging him to fuck me without anouther thought. All I wanted was my husband between my legs. But he stopped me. For a moment, there was this really sad and hurt look on his face, and maybe even a little disgust, which hurt, but in the state I was in, it really didn't matter to me.”
“I'm sorry about that Kim.”
Tara and Kim both jumped at the sudden sound of Ron's voice behind them. He was dressed in boxers and a t-shirt, and his hair was a complete mess, but to Kim, he still looked good. “Ron, you scared me.”
Ron moved into the room, hugging Kim tightly. “I'm sorry I ever looked at you that way and hurt you.”
“It's not your fault Ron, you couldn't help it.”
For a moment, the pair just held each other, rocking back and forth slowly, before Ron slowly pulled back to look into her eyes. “You didn't tell me you were having a bad day.”
Kim smiled at the euphemism that Ron always used when describing it. “I'm fine Ron, it was just on my mind a bit last night.”
Ron's eyes widened, a guilty look quickly coming to his features. “Was what I did last night...”
“No, no, that was fine.” Kim moved quickly to alleviate his concerns. “It was on my mind even before that. And then Bonnie had her breakthrough, and since I was thinking about it before...”
Ron kissed her softly, placing his forehead on hers. “Do you want me to stick around at all. I'm sorry for listening in, but Bonnie and I finished and she went to take a shower...”
“No, it's fine.” Kim traced the line of his jaw, smiling up at him. “I know you have some paperwork from the restaurant to catch up on before the kids get home. I'll just talk with Tara for a bit, okay?”
Ron's smile matched hers. "Sure, whatever you want.” Ron pulled out of his wife's embrace, and smiled sheepishly over at Tara. “Hey, sorry for ignoring you there.”
Tara's flighty grin was back as she rose from her seat and gave Ron a kiss. “Don't you worry about it. Now you get out of here and get some work done mister. Kim's told me how you get when it comes to that.”
Ron laughed, and quickly grabbed a cup of coffee. “I'm out of here. And if you ladies would like, I can even make lunch for all of us.”
Tara's stomach rumbled at just the mention of that. “I don't think you'll have to twist my arm on that one.”
With a final laugh, Ron left the two ladies alone in the kitchen. Kim sighed as she watched him leave. “I don't think I could have made it without him. Everything he did for me after he found me... most men would have left. But Ron...”
“Yeah, he's one in a million all right.” Tara's smile faded slightly, and she breathed out slowly. “I just wish he would open up a bit. He's holding something in, something that is bothering him greatly, but he just won't tell me. Everything else, he has no problem, but...”
“I asked him once.” Kim glanced back at the door. “It has to do with after he found me, I know that, but he... he just got real serious, more than I had ever seen him before, and he said I shouldn't worry about it, it was over and done with. I think Shego might know, but...”
Tara nodded, and they knew that would be the end of that part of the conversation. Ron wasn't going to tell them, though they did suspect. Tara shook her head to clear that thought. “All right, so tell me about your recovery...”
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Author’s Notes – This got quite a bit longer than I thought, so part two should be coming shortly. I promise, much more gratuitous sex in the next one. And just think, once the background is all out of the way, we can really get things going properly!
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