Date: Mon, 18 Oct 1999 04:24:37 -0400 Subject: submitting new stroy, part 1 of 3, Agents "S & M" Source: direct Reply To: proxphiler@yahoo.com Title: Agents "S & M" author: agpama e-mail: proxphiler@yahoo.com MSR rating: 17+, Graphic Adult Content disclaimer: No copyright infringement is intended with the creation of this story. I do not own the characters, Chris Carter and 1013 Productions does. Summary: (S)cully and (M)ulder investigate a murder linking it to porno in the Internet, and discover an unimaginable erotica world within their midst. Agents S&M part 1 of 3 Kelly Nast threw her sanitary whites into the hamper, letting out a sigh before stepping out of the bathroom. She had a long day at the hospital and needed to relieve some of the stress from the day's hectic workload. Andy wouldn't be home until after the midnight shift came in so she had readied herself for a night alone with the computer. She switched on the monitor and proceeded to dial on-line. As the computer worked on gaining access into the Internet, she went to the drawer to dig out the garb hidden deep underneath her underwear. Garb she only wore on particular occasions, such as this one. She settled into the chair in front of the computer and fiddled with the video camera on top of the monitor before pouncing on the keyboard. What appeared on the screen was the silhouette of a person sitting in front of his monitor. "Leonardo? Is that you?" Kelly asks, laughing at him for his usual weirdness. "What's the matter? Mother ground you for being a naughty boy again?" The figure nods his head. "Well, let me make it worth the punishment" she teases wearing a black eye mask, and removes her robe to reveal a black leather boustier barely containing breasts that looked like an overflowing bucket of cream. She takes a black leather spiked collar and attempts to wrap it around her neck. As she brings it behind her head, a hand grabs the strap that went through the buckle, and fiercely tightened the collar. She grabbed the arms that created the constriction, then tried to pull the collar away from her neck. She desperately struggled to break free, but was quickly losing oxygen by the seconds. Her efforts worked only to her disadvantage, in the process she snapped her neck. The hands released the collar from its hold and Kelly keeled over to the floor, while the figure of "Leonardo" remained, motionless, on the screen for only a few seconds longer until he moved towards the screen to cut off his connection. Mulder is met at the crime scene by Officer Valley who briefs him on their findings. "I apologize for calling you, but I think there might be a connection with the other body." "Oh?" an indifferent Mulder replies, "How so?" "Well, when we arrived at the scene, we found her by her computer and that she had accessed the Internet." The Officer starts to explain. Mulder looks at him signaling for him to find a good explanation. "She looks like she's really into a cult thing in the Internet." At that moment Scully pops into the room walking over to them and glaring at Mulder. "Officer Valley this is Agent Scully" he quickly says before Scully could utter a word. They shake hands and Mulder immediately asks Officer Valley to fill her in on the details while he takes a closer look at the computer, slickly avoiding a confrontation with Scully. He looked into the computer and found a list of addresses, and wrote them down on a note pad. He flipped through the documents in the computer and a man approached him. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked. Mulder looks up and asked back, "What's it to you?" and continues to click into the numerous files. He pushes Mulder away, "That is invasion of privacy!" Mulder shrugs off the push and replies, "Who the hell are you? I suggest you take it easy buddy, because I am a federal agent conducting an investigation here, and as far as I'm concerned this computer is considered to be evidence." "But you can't be looking in there, it's private!" he yells. Just then Officer Valley intervenes and pushes the man back. "Don't you touch that computer!" the man, walking backwards says as he points at Mulder. Before he says a word Scully reappears and cuts him off. "Mulder?" He looks at her trying to utter a word, but she waves her finger and continues, "You just met Kelly Nast's boyfriend, Dr. Andrew Kavanaugh." He looks at her and wonders if he's supposed to care about that name. "He's the top surgeon of St. Luke's Medical Hospital." His looks strain a bit to indicate that he still doesn't have a clue. "Kelly Nast is a nurse at the hospital." "She's a nurse?" Mulder asked surprised, and followed Scully to the body bag. She unzips the bag to give Mulder a look at the strangulation marks of her neck. He observes the marks that the collar left behind. "Any other marks on her body?" he asks, further unzipping the body bag, noticing the corpse's full figure. Before he zips the bag to cover her face, he pauses and stares at her. Scully moves in closer to see what has caught his attention. "What Mulder?" she asks. He jerks his head towards hers and answers, "Huh? Nothing." "Scully, I'll be back. I'm just going to check on something" he says walking towards the door. "Mulder, you are not going to leave me again. I had to hitch a ride here from the other crime scene. What is going on with you Mulder? You act as if you know something about these women." she contends. "I hope not" he replied and walked out of the room. Scully blowing her hair away from her face, drops her arms beside her frustrated with Mulder's strange behavior tonight. Hours later, Mulder returned to his apartment and quickly walked over to the shelf containing his video collection. He skimmed through the titles and found one and pulled the cassette out, shoving it into the VCR. He stood there in front of the TV with his arms folded, waiting for the credits to show. The screen flashed the names of the cast of the show, starting with the main star's name which was "Alpha Omega", and the title of the movie also titled "Alpha & Omega"-a video Mulder recently ordered from the Internet. He took the remote control and fast-forwarded the tape until he spotted the actress entering the scene. "Kelly Nast" he says to himself. "Mulder?" He jumps back to find Scully slowly sitting up from his couch. "What are you doing here?" he asked. She yawns and scratches the side of her head, "After you left me again at the second crime scene, I had one of the officers drop me here hoping I can get an explanation for your extra bizarre behavior," she yawns out the rest of her sentence, "and to add to my disappointments, found you not to be home, leaving myself stranded once again." Just then, the panting sounds and voices resonate from the TV. Scully looked at it open-mouthed and glared at Mulder, who stood there not quite certain on how to get out of this one. He sat himself next to her on the couch and threw his legs on the coffee table, Scully observing his every move. He raises his arms to the back of his head and leans back. "Mulder, I want an explanation!" she demanded. He felt very awkward at this moment, and tried to pull off being composed in front of Scully, who was soon to find out his taste for this sort of thing has turned up a lead in the case. Nodding to the screen, he says, "There's Kelly Nast." Scully turns to it and watches the pale-skinned actress do her thing. "Do you think her death has any connection with Deborah Dalton's?" she asked, keeping her eyes fixed to the TV. "I have a feeling it just might." He stretches saying his words as he fast-forwards the tape again to a part where another lady steps in. "Deborah Dalton!" Scully mutters, as the two women engage in a petting match. "You really watch your stuff Mulder." He tries to hide his embarrassment by saying, "Well, it's more than entertainment now." The next morning, Mulder brought Dr. Andrew Kavanaugh in for questioning. "We met at the hospital and hit it off real well. After seeing each other for three months, I asked her to move in with me. Our schedules were always conflicting and the only times we were able to get together was-you know? I told her to move in with me since it was pointless to live somewhere else when she slept with me almost every night. It wasn't an easy decision for her since she lived with a roommate she was extremely fond of. But they had a falling out one day, and that's when she decided to move in with me. I never knew she was into that sort of thing-on the Internet, I mean." He quietly admits, "She was a very seductive woman in bed, but very reserved in public. I don't believe she ever did a porn flick. She doesn't look the type," he says. "Well, I have evidence that says otherwise," Mulder stated waving the tape in his hand. "She stars in this movie under the name Alpha Omega, which also happens to be the name she uses in her Web-address." "Am I a suspect?" he asked. "We'll know for sure as soon as the autopsy is done. Better hope your alibi checks out." Mulder said. "You said she had a roommate? What's her name?" "Um, Debbie, I think." he said. "Debbie Dalton?" Mulder asked. "I'm not sure. I only met her once, when I helped move Kelly's things out of their apartment," he answered. "Do you think she's a suspect?" "Debbie was murdered last night," Mulder explained. "They both starred in this movie." "Oh my God!" Dr. Kavanaugh says slumping back down in his chair. "Do you know a person that went by the name Leonardo?" Mulder questioned. "No. He's dead too?" Dr. Kavanaugh asked looking overwhelmed. "He's the last person Kelly talked to on the Internet before she was killed." Mulder waited for Scully in his office to find out about the results from the double autopsy. She walked in and handed the folder to him. "Deborah Dalton died from a fatal stab wound to the abdomen. The approximate time of her death was 9:25p.m. Kelly Nast died from a fractured trachea. Approximate time of her death was 7:15p.m. Both jobs were clean and quick," Scully deliberated. "Kelly was killed before Debbie?" Mulder asked. "Deborah's roommate found her and hour after her death. Dr. Kavanugh came home a little after midnight, when he discovered Kelly's body" she informed him. "Deborah and Kelly were roommates." Scully raises her eyebrows in response to the realization of a connection between the two murders. "C'mon, I got the address and the real name of the person who spoke to Kelly last," Mulder said picking up his coat. They pull up into a house, with a front yard full of neatly arranged flowers. Mulder rang the doorbell twice before he heard someone from the inside yell. The door swung open and a man in a wheelchair spun himself towards the door. "I said hold on!" he said catching his breath. "Are you Norman Pringle?" Mulder asked him. "We're from the FBI," he says flashing his wallet. "And her?" the man asked, squinting as he stared up at Scully's face. "Yes, I am." Scully said flashing her wallet. The man smiles at her and says, "Then I am Norman Pringle." "Do you go by the name of Leonardo on the Internet?" Mulder asked. He glares at Mulder, "I paid the bill off if that's what you're here for." "No, we're actually here to ask you about Alpha Omega," Mulder mentioned. Norman's face turned green and started to wheel himself back into the house holding onto the door about to shut it. Mulder held it open and fought his way in. "Norman we just want to ask you a couple questions. Now if you don't want to cooperate, we're going to have to cuff you and turn you in. What'll it be?" He bows his head down and starts to cry, "Please, I'll tell you what you need to know, but don't tell my mother I was on the Internet, " he says whimpering. Scully and Mulder look at each other. "Mother caught me one day talking to Alpha on the computer. She was furious with me." "Why?" Scully asked. "Because" he looked nervously at both of them. "Because she hooked me up so I can do research on my cancer not to talk to women." Scully and Mulder glance at each other again. When I was at the hospital, I talked to a nurse about it and she gave me an address. I must have written it wrong because I came across Alpha Omega's by accident-that's how I started talking to her." "What was the nurse's name?" Scully asked. "Nurse Nast" Norman said. "She was extremely helpful. Mother sent her a bouquet of flowers after my release to show her our gratitude." "When was the last time you spoke to her?" Mulder asked. "Last night, but our connection was cut off immediately. I had to turn off the computer because I heard mother's footsteps coming up the stairs." There was a brief pause before Norman starts to ask, "Did I brake the law in anyway? Is that why you're both here?" They glance at each other then turn back to face Norman. Norman sees them to the door. Mulder says, "If you have any more information feel free to call any time." Scully pauses, after Mulder hops down the porch stairs, and says, "I hope you find what you need to know about your cancer." Norman smiles at her, "Thank you Ma'am. It's awfully nice of you to show your concern." Most of the day was spent investigating the crime scenes. They found sado-masochistic paraphernalia stuffed in a chest in Debbie's closet. Three different types of whips, a pair of hand cuffs, leather boots, and a couple of battery operated devices, were some of the objects that a red-faced Scully observed as Mulder pulled them out of the chest. "Some women stock up on feminine products for protection and some for stimulation. Which is you, Scully?" "Does owning a 9 mm Smith & Wesson Magnum answer your question?" she quips. "No it doesn't, but thanks for the beautiful imagery," he deadpans. The next days were spent interrogating people who's address were found in Kelly's computer. They flew to Florida to question a man who owned a web-page business selling what Debbie had in her closet. He worked in a small section of an adult magazine store. They questioned him about Alpha, and he admitted to having watched her on the web, and also mentioned to have recently sold out of the tape of her one and only debut on the blue screen. They talked a bit, but she stopped coming on-line, "no pun intended" the man quirked. "We talked about sexual stuff what else? She never mentioned anything about her personal life, but I do know she communicates with professional sex therapists. She recommended me to check out "Ying and Yang's site". Scully and Mulder later checked out a beachfront home in Miami and questioned a white couple who reminded Mulder of an African body piercing tribe. It was difficult for him to concentrate with the interrogation, thinking about how he felt like he was trapped in one of his porn videos, interacting with the very people he watched having sex. Watching them was one thing, but to be amidst them was an out of body experience. They lived in a beautiful white, contemporary-designed concrete house, that had a statue, in the middle of the pool of a man and woman intertwined together. "You're the couple behind the web-site 'Ying and Yang'?" Mulder asked. "That's right?" the woman answered. She leaned back on a lawn chair, while her husband sat on the edge of the other chair beside her. "Would the two of you like a drink?" offered the man. "No thank you" Scully and Mulder simultaneously uttered. The ring- clad couple smirked at each other. "You communicated with an Alpha Omega, on the web?" Mulder asked. "Oh yes!" the woman exclaimed after taking a sip of her drink. "She is a student of mine." "A student?" Scully wondered. "Yes, our web-site is a store front for instructional videotapes. We teach the art of Kuma Sutra." This time Scully and Mulder smirk at each other, knowing that they've shared a thought. "People visit our site and sign up for a course in Kuma Sutra. We answer questions on-line 24 hours a day, and we provide live demonstrations on scheduled dates." The woman explains. "What a lucrative business, you've discovered." Mulder comments. "Yeah, well, we're not complaining. It's something we've mastered and enjoy teaching." The husband adds. "You won't believe how many positive responses we've received about our course. We've made a huge impact on people's lives just by improving the quality of their sexual methods, which in turn, affects their outlook on life and their relationships." "What about with Alpha Omega? Was she an ideal student?" Scully asked making Mulder glance at her. The woman answered, "She was very inquisitive and intelligent. From what I sensed, she was deeply in love with someone and eagerly wanted to please him." "What if she was only eager to please herself?" Mulder asked. The woman smiled and flatly said, "Kuma Sutra does not work that way," and looks at her husband for a signal of approval. "I know you're both here on official business, but I don't think it would hurt if I gave you a little bit of my professional advice." Scully and Mulder stood frozen, feeling cornered, and not being able to prevent the inevitable revelation the woman would make from exiting her mouth. "The both of you exude an aura of tremendous tension, sexual, physical, emotional and professional. I think you might find our course beneficial especially in your line of work." Both still frozen as if they've been stripped naked in front of each other. "If it can work wonders for Alpha Omega then it can help you two, with your respective lovers, of course." "Alpha Omega is dead." Mulder declared. The couple both gasp. "We're trying to find a connection with her death and the Internet. She was killed along with her former roommate Debbie Dalton who shared a certain fetish for whips, chains and the Internet." They headed back to DC to question the last possible good lead on the list. "Mulder, you must be getting a kick out of this case," Scully teases as they sat on an office couch, waiting to be called in. "You must be getting a kick out of me getting a kick out of all this," he retorts. They laugh, hiding their embarrassment about the touchy matter. "Ying and Yang gave me an introductory kit complete with a videotape and book of instructions. So when do you want to study?" he teases. Scully glares at him. "It'll probably get rid of that back ache you've been complaining about," he persisted. "Mulder what you do on your own spare time is none of my business, and what I do on my own spare time will never be watching tasteless porn videos," she declared. "But this is instructional, not tasteless Scully. It must've worked on millions. Did you look at their pad? They made their fortune teaching people how to fuck properly," he says with admiration. Scully trying to appear annoyed, but was actually amused says, "Mulder, you'll never pass the course if you continue with your current mental attitude towards sex," she analyzes. "First of all, fucking will get you no where near the level of Kuma Sutra. It's all about being sexually compatible with your partner, knowing how to stimulate her exterior and interior." "I've never heard you talk so crudely before Scully," he quips. "Our conversations have never been this far into the gutter before," she snapped. The receptionist called them into the office. "What is this all about?" the man asks, nervous and annoyed. "We're from the FBI-Mulder begins to say. "Yes I know that." Scully takes charge of the conversation. "We're here to ask about your acquaintance with an Alpha Omega on the Internet." "You've invaded my privacy by checking into my computer without probable cause. You FBI people think you can- "She's been murdered and your web address happened to be bookmarked in her computer," Scully replied. He falls back into his chair behind a big wooden desk. "Debbie is dead?" he mutters. "Debbie Dalton is Alpha Omega?" Mulder asked. "Do you know a Kelly Nast?" "No" the man said unsure. "Am I Supposed to?" "Kelly Nast also shared the same name on the web," Scully answered. He explained his acquaintance with Debbie, "Debbie used to work here. I had to let her go because of her involvement with pornographic film-making." Debbie worked here as what?" Scully asked. "An attorney" the man answered. "A man came in one day and demanded that she pay him his share of the profit, from the movie they made. She claimed to not have received any of it, and the guy threatened to expose her to the associates. He told us everything, and showed us the tape. We had to let her go, the tape was enormously popular and we couldn't jeopardize the reputation of the firm." "And you remained in contact with her even after her termination?" Scully asked. He was embarrassed to admit it. Mulder asked, "What was the man's name, do you remember?" "No, but he was young and had a bald head," he recalled. Scully and Mulder took the attorney to the FBI Building to have a composite sketch made of the man they suspect murdered the two women. They wait in Mulder's office, watching the porno tape again. "Mulder, what are we looking for?" Scully asked genuinely annoyed this time. "A clue," he replied with his eyes glued to the TV set. A knock came from the door and he paused the tape. Another FBI agent comes in and hands him the composite sketch. He spots the paused porno video, walking towards it and comments, "They sure don't look like aliens and government conspirators, Agent Mulder." The agent hurried out and bursted into a loud laughter after shutting the door. Mulder fast forwarded the tape to the end and noticed that the credits contained the name "Leonardo" in it, as the director, and that it was produced by Ying & Yang Inc. "Scully looked at the sketch and deduced that Norman Pringle must have underwent chemotherapy prior to Debbie's termination from the law firm. They arrived at his house and this time his mother answered. "We have a warrant for the arrest of your son, Mrs. Pringle for the murders of Kelly Nast and Deborah Dalton," Scully said issuing her the warrant. Mrs. Pringle cried as she read it. "He's not here anymore," she sobs, "he didn't want to spend his last days with me. He said very hateful words and left." Scully squeezed her shoulder to offer a little comfort. "Where did he go, Mrs. Pringle?" Mulder asked. "He wanted to go to Florida for a while, but I didn't let him go because of his condition- "Thank you, Mrs. Pringle, we'll find him." Mulder said pulling Scully's arm as he hurried down the stairs. They flew back to Florida and arrived at the nice white house to find a party going on. They could hear a band playing in the distance. A small line formed at the front porch and a big man stood in front of it collecting invitations from the people who pushed towards the door. Scully and Mulder pushed through the crowd identifying themselves as FBI Agents. The big man stopped them at the door and went in to verify with the owners. A minute later he returned and pushed them in. Another man met them at the other side of the door and escorted them to Ying and Yang. The house was full of guests dressed in tuxedos and beautiful evening gowns. The two were brought to a private room where more people sat on couches, smoking, drinking and talking amongst each other. It seemed like the theme color of this party was shiny patent leather black, almost everyone seemed to have on, except for the ones who chose not to wear anything at all. "Must be the mellow crowd" Mulder murmured to Scully. The man opened the door and apologized for bringing them into the wrong room and brought them to the right room across the hall. Ying and Yang waited sitting comfortably. "You came!" the woman said. "Well, we're here on official business," Scully declared. The woman poured them a cup of tea, "A client was gracious enough to bring some tea directly from India. "You made it to the 10th graduating class slash reunion, of our course." the husband announced. "Do you know of a Leonardo from the web? He directed a film you produced?" Scully asked and sipped her tea. "Yes, we do know him. He is an alumnus." Mulder and Scully surprised, turn to look at each other with their cups to their mouths. "He's somewhere here, as a matter of fact" the husband replied. Mulder drops his cup and saucer on the table and hurriedly walks to the door. "Wait!" the lady exclaims. "He's wanted for murdering Debbie and Kelly!" Mulder protests. "I know. Please!" she pleaded and urged them to sit in their chairs. "There's something you should know about him. Please take a seat and let me explain." They sit back into their chairs, drinking a cup of the soothing warm tea. Scully pours herself another cup before the lady begins to talk. "Norman has cancer and is nearing death. He approached us last night and confessed to us about killing Debbie Dalton. He didn't kill Kelly, Debbie did." "What?" Mulder uttered. "Debbie's law career had gone down the drain after the videotapes were dispersed. Kelly told Norman that Debbie had taken his share of the profit. He needed the money so he can make it on time for the reunion and to spend his last remaining days here. Debbie found out from us that Kelly had the money all along and kept it for herself. She bought that condo where she and the doc shacked-paid it in full. The video earned a net profit of five million dollars. It was supposed to be divided into fourths between the four of us. Kelly asked that we give the remaining amount in cash, since Norman was not able to cash a check, because his mother supervised all the bank accounts and had to be present in order for Norman to withdraw. We thought we were doing him a favor. Norman told us that Alpha was Debbie's name and Omega was Kelly's-they were lovers for a long time. Remember what I said about them when you first came here? Debbie was in love with someone who turned out to be duplicitous and deceiving." "Who killed Kelly?" Scully asks rubbing her neck. "Norman confessed last night. He witnessed the whole incident through the computer camera, and drove over to Debbie's and killed her. He admitted being in love with Kelly, and wanted to avenge her death." "Alpha and Omega" Mulder muttered, "the beginning and the end." Scully stood up and said, "Let's go Mulder we have to find Norman and take him back." He's going to die any day, Agent Scully," the woman pleaded. "It is our job to bring him to justice for a crime he committed, and the court's job to decide the fate of his life." Scully said solemnly. "If your job is that important to you, he's by the balcony," the husband said. Agents "S & M" Part 2 of 3 continued They closed the door behind them and Scully slipped her jacket off. Mulder looks at her flushed face and can't help but find her appealing with her jacket off, revealing her nice shapely shoulders. Her silky tank top loose and refreshing. "Scully I feel flushed," he admits. "Mulder, I don't know, but that tea has a potent warming effect. I feel hot all over," she says as she holds on to her throat. "Let's get Pringle and exit from Eden." Mulder agreed and lead the way, pushing through the crowd to get to Norman Pringle. He turns to see if Scully is close behind him, and finds that she is not. "Scully?" he shouts looking for her in the thickening crowd. He sees no sign of her, but persists in making his way to the balcony. He could see women hovering over a couch, and presumed that Norman was the one they were pampering. The women were starting to look very attractive to him. They brushed by him, and he brushed by them as he proceeded to walk. Their breasts rubbing against his arms and chest. Everything started to move in slow motion. His eyes caught sight of every red headed woman. He watched their eyes, the movement of their mouths. They were so sensual-he was looking for a particular red-head. He had to find her quick, his heart was pumping loudly, but he couldn't understand why he yearned for her this way, how he wanted to grab hold of her and-. 'What the hell am I thinking?' he asked himself and tried hard to remember what was it he was supposed to do. He turned after remembering that he was to apprehend Norman. Then he saw a redheaded woman being carried by a man into the room they were first brought in. He rushed to see if it was Scully. He opened the door and the party in there was of a different atmosphere. An unimaginably huge orgy was occurring right in front of Mulder's eyes. This was hypothetically, a dream come true for Mulder, but with Scully lurking around in the picture, he couldn't enjoy it. He feels a tugging on the bottom of his pants, then feels a hand slide up his legs to rest easily on his buttocks. The heat inside him, burned at the sensation. Beads of sweat poured down his face. They remove his coat, revealing his shirt absorbed with sweat building inside him. The room was feverishly hot, and the women were starting to unbutton his shirt. They rubbed his chest, while someone from behind took his tie and twirled it around his neck. They danced around him, rubbing up against him, caressing him, petting him. He closed his eyes to revel in the fantasy he had always dreamed about, transpiring as wide awake as he was, that very moment. Scully had made her way outside, in need of the cool air and breeze to soothe her overheating body. She stopped herself from looking at all the luscious men scattered around the house. It was peaceful where she stood. Leaning against the railings, hearing the waves crashing into the shore. She could think clearly again, hoping Mulder had already found Norman, so they can leave once she cooled off. Scully smelled the salty see breeze with her heightened senses. The effect made her body heat up again and the waves tumbling over each other's white wash was more than a cooling agent for her. As if in a trance, the ocean's invitation lured her to the beach. Faint voices grew louder as she walked on the sand. She heard laughing, and a sudden gust of wind came from behind as several people ran past her . The last person grabbed onto her hand and pulled her with them. Some ran towards the shore, while a few ran beside it. Scully was enchanted by the beautiful navy blue color of the night. They continued to hold her hand as they played a little game of chase. The men were grabbing women, stripping off their clothes and throwing them into the water. At first Scully felt defensive, but couldn't fight the urge to be held by these burly wet men, the moon casting its light on their rippled, glistening bodies. She was grabbed from behind and lifted into the air. "I've got you Scully. Let's get out of here" a voice familiar to her said. It was Mulder's. He managed to brake free from the clutches of those irresistibly lascivious women. Although he was quite stiff in his middle area, he couldn't shake his conscience from wanting to make sure Scully was all right before doing what it was he so desired. He held her by her waist as they treaded through the water. Then the rumbling sound of a breaking wave deafened their ears and crashed on them. The wave easily washed them up on the shore. Scully struggled to get up as the wave swept itself back into the sea, making her feet sink into the sand. She fell and Mulder holding on to her, fell on top of her. "Get up Scully" he ordered, making her feel his warm breath blow on her cold neck. They both slowly stood up, drenched in salt water. They looked at each other's glistening wetness, both feeling an impulse to grab each other to quench this burning inferno within them. The ocean water may have extinguished the exterior heat, but an internal heat was ready to explode. Mulder could see the outline of Scully's bra, and the hard nipples that protruded against it. Scully could see the shiny beads of water on Mulder's exposed chest. His strandy wet hair, and hers. Her heavy breathing and his. They looked at each other as they have never before, wanting to devour each other's succulent flesh. Mulder lifted his hand to touch her face, but before he makes contact, they both hear a snap. The others engaging in a game of chase were playfully running away from a woman in a black bathing suit working her whip. She appeared to be proficient with the whip, and curled it around Mulder's neck without lashing at him. The crowd gathered as the woman instructed Mulder to face down into the sand while she played a little game. Scully pushed the woman aside warning her not to hurt him. The crowd 'ooed' at the confrontation, but the woman decided to challenge Scully and handed her the whip. Mulder was held down by an enormous leg resting on his neck, of one of the muscular men Scully's eyes had coveted earlier. "Pain is pleasure" the woman says to Scully and urged her to whip Mulder's back. Scully hesitated for a moment. Then the woman threatened, "Or I will do it, and it won't be pretty." First, she slid the tip down his back. Mulder's heart was racing. Then he feels a gentle tap of the whip on his back, then felt it slide down, and in a snap, he felt a burning sensation rip across his ass. Mulder clinched his fist as he felt the lashing again and again, until Scully decides to push the big man's leg of Mulder. However, the lady grabbed the whip from Scully turning to a new target and whipped the big man's ass too. Everyone dispersed from the scene, and someone grabbed Scully's hand forcing her into the water again. Mulder ran back to retrieve her so they can escape from these sado-masochistic lunatics. He was able to grab hold of her and took her away from the crowd. They ran alongside the shore until they could not be seen no more. Breathless and panting they managed to laugh at it all-the crazy evening, and at the case that landed them here. "Did you find Norman?" Scully asked in between breaths. "No, but I don't think he's in any condition to go anywhere. A large group of beautiful women were hovering above him." Mulder replied. "C'mon Scully," he said wrapping one arm around her. "Let's get you out of the cold." "Did it hurt Mulder?" she asked. "Huh? What? My ass?" he smirks. "I won't be able to wear jeans for a while. If that's what you mean." "I'm sorry, I had to do it. Otherwise, that lady would've beaten you silly," she reasoned with him about the obligatory butt lashing. Mulder stopped and cupped one side of his ass and stared at Scully. "Did you enjoy it while it lasted?" "No, but it did relieve a lot of tension, after all," she replied. They continued to walk back and Mulder noticed Scully, in her soaked tank top, freezing to the bone. "Come here. Close to my body," he ordered. He felt her hard nipple rub the side of his chest, rekindling a surge of body heat. She could feel the warmth of his body penetrate her clammy skin. Her hand brushed against his sore buttocks and Mulder subtly jerked forward. "Sorry" apologized Scully. Mulder wanted to let go of Scully before he could do anything drastic, but she was cold, and therefore had no choice, but to fight those devilish thoughts. He decided to take off his damp shirt and put it on her. The devil was winning the battle, and he'd rather freeze then suffer the consequence of attacking Scully at that moment in her most sensual comportment. As he attempted to place the shirt on her, he allowed himself to drift into a daze staring at Scully's chest. The shirt flew from his grasp and Scully lunged to fetch it. He held her hand and said, "Forget it. I know another way to regenerate body heat." He curled his fingers on both sides of her waist, lunging his waist towards hers. Their eyes stay fixed on each other's, while Mulder slid his hand underneath the back of her blouse and rubbed warmth into her back and neck. His other hand crept underneath the front of her wet blouse and brushed her hard nipples with his palm. He tightened his grip on the back of her neck and slowly tilted it back. His grip was painful, but he relieved the pain by giving her the pleasure of his impassioned kiss. He wrapped his arms around her waist, while their mouths and tongues played a vigorous game of tag. The water rushed by their knees, as they did a quasi-waltz on the wet sand. Scully used their swaying momentum to push Mulder down. The water had rolled back into the sea, as Mulder threw his head back into the sand while Scully mounted him. She felt his penis twitch underneath her inner thigh as she grinded into his hips. Mulder reached for her hair and pulled her down, turning her over as he kissed her lips and sucked the saltiness from her chin down to her neck and onto her breast. Her blouse pushed up above her breast as Mulder fiercely sucked in as much as his mouth could hold. The pressure was painful, but Scully could feel the heat return to her body streaming down to her lower abdomen. The water kept rushing by them, ebbing and flowing-a relaxing motion to the bodies preparing to launch into its maiden voyage as one, onto a sea of passion. Mulder knelt up to remove his pants, exposing his distended penis above Scully's head. She grabbed it to pull herself up, and Mulder leaned back from the slight discomfort. Mulder watched her take him in, and how she tickled the tip with her tongue. He arched his head back from the tingling sensation of her teeth sliding back and forth on the sensitive skin of his penis. He pulled her head away from him, before feeling the impending pulsation of an orgasm. She leaned back as Mulder pulled her pants down and threw it over his shoulder. Scully took him by the hair and submersed his head into the ebbing water to the fuzzy brown hair that covered her thermal cavity. His strong tongue feverishly licked the pulsating clit as Scully gyrated her hips to control intensity and direction. "Oh Yes!" Scully exclaimed repeatedly as Mulder took his fingers and placed it into her, sucking her clit hard, making her cum, instantly. He wiped his wet hair back and proceeded to mount her, grabbing her left leg and clipping it against his waist and arms-his other arm, stretched out beside Scully. He quickly thrusts into her, in and out. Grinding into her, then shifting to short and quick strokes. "Oh, Mulder, I'm cumming again," she murmurs. He starts to grind again feeling Scully's inner muscles contract, squeezing his penis. He lowers his head to overcome her with violent hard kisses. Scully pushes him to the side so she could mount him. She slowly rocks back and forth, using her weight to grind his penis. Mulder moans in pleasure and grabs a hold of both her breast. He lifts his head up to suck them, using both hands to cup her breasts together. Scully pushes him back. He bites her nipple before releasing the suction of his mouth, making Scully sigh in pain. The water splashes against her buttocks as she bounces up and down, leaning backwards as Mulder holds on to her arms. She rides into the waves of Mulder's orgasm, and he rises to squeeze her tight, pressing his mouth hard on Scully's, sucking her tongue as he releases his membranes into her. Scully's contracting inner muscles squeeze into Mulder's overflowing penis, making him groan uncontrollably. She pants into his ear, as the pulsating continues from the last of a series of multiple orgasms. Still breathless, they look into each other's eyes and muster a laugh after catching their breaths. "That wasn't bad at all," an extremely gratified Mulder says. Scully sitting on Mulder's lap continues to wait for the scintillating pulsation to fade. "Whew, I'm speechless." She gasps. After leaving the water, they settled into a sand pit with tall grass. They sat there making out like high school sweethearts, and finishing each session with a grand slam-home run. They had their work cut out for them, having so much fun in discovering each other's g-spots, that time passed by quickly as the dawn's colors were becoming visible beyond the ocean horizon. "Agents Scully and Mulder" a voice called out to them. They woke up to find the bright rays of the sun blinding their eyes. Mulder checks his watch to find that it is 9:13 in the morning. The Kuma Sutra couple had found them, after searching the entire house, and their car, only to find them out here. "Norman, our dying friend has fled." The husband said. "Come I think you should see this." They walk into an impeccably clean house as if there had never been a party the night before. Mulder staggered behind the couple who was taking them to their bedroom, while Scully held on to his arm to support him and herself. She was feeling a headache that felt like a hang-over. "Look!" the man said as he pointed to a safe that someone cleanly welded a hole through. "Norman asked me to put his cash into our safe, and when I discovered that it had been broken into, I went to his room to tell him, but discovered that his clothes and things were gone. He had about seven hundred grand and our expensive jewelry in the safe. He couldn't stand on his legs mush less drill a hole through thick metal. I thought you were going to apprehend him last night?" the husband asked. They start to fidget, not knowing how to explain their situation without giving any hint that they consummated a sexual relationship, six times, several hours earlier. "The tea had a profound effect on me. I was incapacitated for a while and Mulder took me to the beach. Do you have aspirin? My head is spinning" Scully babbled. "What was that stuff?" Mulder asked. The couple chuckle and the husband answers, "Its a special blend of herbs and a hint of ginseng. Ginseng is a root the oriental believe is an aphrodisiac. One cup of the tea can give a guy an erection for an hour. It's like alcohol-you develop a tolerance after a while. " Mulder recalled helping himself to a second helping and Scully had three cups. They avoided each others eye contact, embarrassed to find out that a cup of tea had caused them to break the boundaries of their once platonic relationship. 'Don't you two get it?" the wife said, "He took us all for a ride. I can bet that he probably killed Debbie for her money, and not to avenge Kelly's death. "Yeah, but you said Kelly used it to pay off her condo." Mulder recalled. "That's what Norman claimed." The wife stated. Scully leaning against the wall said, "Maybe Debbie took the money from Kelly the night she killed her. Do you think Norman saw her take the money?" She looked at Mulder who was looking through her with a smile emerging from his stubbled face. Mulder felt giddy inside as he thought about last night's event. His mood didn't even change after the couple told them that the tea was actually responsible for their primal behavior. It relieved Scully though, for she was now able to explain and make sense of her actions. She didn't know whether she was feeling regret or disgust inside because she didn't allow herself time to think about it. She pushed it in the back of her mind trying to concentrate on the case. They left the mansion and headed back to DC. Mulder was unable to ask her thoughts on what just happened between them, since she slept through the flight. He watched the exhausted beauty by him, wondering if she could recall every moment, feel every kiss, every sensation that sent fireworks shooting up his stomach, last night and as it did that very moment. Scully wanted to get cleaned up before heading to the office to prepare a report for Skinner, while Mulder decided to head there directly from the airport. After a couple of hours, she entered his office relieved to find that Mulder completed a report. She had prepared to ask him what his thoughts were about last night, but it wasn't necessary. As soon as she walked towards him, he picked up the instructional video tape and said, "This will come in handy after all!" and threw it on the desk before rising to greet Scully. She quickly asked him what he wrote on his report before he could grab hold of her. He paused and carefully rested his butt on the edge of the desk. "I said that Norman Pringle is our prime suspect of the murders of Kelly Nast and Debbie Dalton. That we came across a couple in Florida who claim to have heard a confession from him, about witnessing Debbie kill Kelly, and that he killed Debbie later in her apartment. And how he fled the scene, robbing the place before we were able to apprehend him." "Mulder, how are you going to explain the gap in time when we discovered that he was the killer, when he broke into the safe, after confirmed alibis and statements from witnesses, and how he was able to escape from us after we caught sight of him?" she asked very worried. "I'm going to tell him the truth. That our clear thinking faculties were altered by the tea. You disappeared from my sight and I thought I saw someone carry you into a room. When I went to find you, I was confronted by a bunch of sex-crazed lunatics. I finally found you and we managed to escape from them, and we ran as far as we could, away from them, and we..." he pauses. "And we, what? Mulder?" she asked. "We cannot recall events after that, and found ourselves, in the morning, on the beach . I called the couple and they're sending a sample of the tea so our lab can run a test on it." he stated. "You really don't remember what happened-?" Scully starts to say but Mulder cuts her off. He slowly gets up from the desk and walks over to her. "Of course I remember, every little thing and every little touch." He looks at her as she tried to avoid eye contact. "But I'd rather not go into detail about that with him." Scully started to panic after glancing at Mulder's eyes and saw the same look he had on all night. She backed up while Mulder continued towards her, lifting his arms to grab her. "Scully what are you so afraid of? Why are you backing away from me?" He grabbed her, Scully turned her head to the side, still avoiding eye contact, while he spoke. "I realize this was something sudden and not quite what we expected, but it turned out beautifully. We clicked instantly, like our bodies were meant for each other. You knew what to do, and I knew by your response that I was doing something right. You felt it too Scully. We know each other too well, and I know you still want me, but you're afraid to look at me because you won't be able to control yourself." He lunges forward and kisses her. His kisses were hard, but Scully resisted them. Mulder heard a loud snap pierce his ears and he retreated after feeling a burning sensation on his cheek. He held onto his face realizing Scully had slapped him. She pushed herself away from him and turned towards the wall. "Mulder, I do feel it, but this is not the time and place to discuss this. Don't you see what's happening to us, Mulder?" she shouts. "We messed up, big time. This is not supposed to be happening. We let a criminal escape, for Christ's sake! Because we got caught up with ourselves, and neglected to do our job." Her face was flushed, using all her will power to resist Mulder's kisses. "That's not the real reason is it Scully? Why you're afraid?" he asked. "Be honest with me Dana, and to yourself." She just sat into the chair and didn't answer. So Mulder spoke what he thought was making her put on her shield. "You're afraid that I might find nothing more about you, or that I might not like what I find- Scully interrupts, "That's not true." The phone rings, but Mulder insists on finishing, "Well, you're right, there is nothing left to know, there is only what is left to explore." He says before picking up the phone. Scully sat there motionless, gazing blankly at the "I Want To Believe" poster on the wall. He drops the phone, and for the first time Scully meets his eyes. "The couple form Florida has a lead on Norman Pringle. A guest from last night called to inform them that Norman was on the same flight, to LA. It seems that Mr. Pringle also stole a collection of clothing from their closet, that their friend, a fashion designer on the plane was able to recognize as his. He has him detained at his home awaiting for us to bring him back." He picks his coat up and instructs Scully not to follow him. "I think it's better if I go by myself. I'll be sure to get the job done this time." Agents "S& M" part 3 of 3 continued Scully was on her way to Skinner's office when the mail clerk stopped her to deliver a small package. The package was addressed to both her and Mulder. She opened it and found a videotape inside. The title on the bottom read, 'Agents S&M' by Leonardo. Scully then pulled out a letter and read it. Leonardo stated, in the letter, that the tape was a copy, and that another one will be sent to their superior unless they forked out fifty thousand dollars. He was black mailing Scully and Mulder with a tape of-. Scully did an about face and rushed to the elevator for the basement to find out how incriminating the tape was. Once she entered the room she headed straight for the VCR and slid the tape in. The first scene was of a beautiful beach with big waves crashing onto the shore. The sun was just appearing over the horizon when the title appeared on screen. It said Leonardo Productions. Then the scene cut to a man in front of the camera with the beach as his background. It was Norman Pringle who started to say a few words, giving a synopsis of the movie. Towards the end of his lines he said, "This would be a case they will never solve, as their suspect flees to freedom while they lay, forgetting to serve justice after serving themselves to a night of sublime, sexual pleasure." The scene cuts to a couple sleeping peacefully on the sand, intertwined in each other's arms and legs. As the camera zooms in on the couple's face, to Scully's terror, she sees that it is her and Mulder. The rest of the movie was a montage of the party. There was a scene where Mulder was being seduced by a group of women. Scully was caught on tape being tugged by a man holding her hand along the shoreline. Leonardo managed to catch the whole beach scene from the lashing of Mulder's rear end up to the time where he grabbed Scully, both running away-fading in the distance while holding tightly to each other's hands. Scully called Mulder, who had just arrived at California, and informed him about the tape and that Norman was extorting money from them because of its content. She suggested that Mulder approach Norman carefully to better his chances of finding out the location of the original tape. Mulder arrived at the address of the designer where Norman was being detained. A servant escorted Mulder into a room with a huge bed to find the petite Norman lying on it. He looked severely emaciated, purple circles under his eyes. This didn't look at all like that man he met three days ago. The designer informed Mulder that Norman was experiencing withdrawal symptoms. "He said he forgot his medication, and within a few hours his condition deteriorated." "Norman, what medication are you under?" Mulder asked. Norman laughed maniacally, then choked abruptly. "Don't worry about me. Just give me my money." "What good is the money if you're dead?" Mulder asked. Just then, his cell phone rings. He answers it and Scully is on the other end. "Mulder, it's me. I'm here at the Pringle's residence. I just arrested Mrs. Pringle." "What for?" Mulder asked as he stood from Norman's bedside. "She's very much involved with all that has been happening. I'm in Norman's room and I just discovered one of the hundreds of videos, I'm assuming, he has recorded from the Internet. It's a tape of Kelly being strangled to death by Mrs. Pringle. I came here to tell her about her son's whereabouts, but she tried to sneak out from the front door when I went to the back. She tripped over one of her suitcases and fell down the porch stairs, managing to sprain her ankle. She had several packages ready to send to the post office. Looks like they were black mailing several other people. Her air line ticket is for LA. She was going to meet him there. Mulder?" she paused. "Yes?" he muttered. "I have the tape." She answered holding on to a tape addressed to the Federal Bureau of Investigation, Washington, DC Mulder walks back to Norman, and says, "Norman, you won't be meeting your mother after all. They just arrested her for the murders of Debbie Dalton and Kelly Nast." Mulder enters Skinner's office, and Skinner immediately asks for a report. "Aren't we going to wait for Agent Scully?" Mulder asked. "Agent Scully has given her report, and is currently on leave." Skinner replied. "Her report? What were her findings with Mrs. Pringle?" Mulder asked, dismayed to find out that Scully ran off without saying a word to him. "Mrs. Pringle and Norman made a living through the Internet as extortionists. They recorded people on the Internet and used it against them for money. Norman wanted to acquire as much cash, to provide his mother an easy and prosperous lifestyle, after he had passed on. As strange as this may sound." Skinner says looking at a distant Mulder. "If you had caught Norman the night of the party, his mother would have been able to leave town with all the loot and cash. They were running out of time and acted out of desperation murdering Deborah Dalton and Kelly Nast. We'll never know their actual motives, but Norman never intended to spend his dying days in prison, for a crime he couldn't have possibly committed. "I think his mother planned everything. She capitalized on his terminal illness, and deluded him to thinking that there was no hope for a cure and that before his eventual departure from this world, he was to ensure that she would be well taken care of. That she didn't approve of what he was getting too distracted with-the pornography on the net, and decided to settle the matter herself. Like she has done with everything throughout his life. I think Freud's Oedipus Complex theory explains their relationship well." "Agent Dana Scully, here on official business again?" the woman asked as she met her at the front door. "Yes and no." Scully uttered. "I'm here to return the items that were stolen from your safe." "Thank you so much!" the woman exclaimed as Scully handed her a box. She sensed something troubling Scully and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?" Scully sighed before answering the question, "There's another business I would like to make official." The woman knew instantly, while looking at Dana who had loosened up after the admission, to what she had suspected all along was true. It's been two weeks after Mulder last spoke to Scully. He wanted to go after her in Florida, but decided to give her time alone to absorb the monumental event that had undoubtedly affected their lives. It was raining hard outside and so Mulder increased the volume of the TV even though he was aimlessly surfing through the channels. His mind kept telling him to prepare for the worst once Dana returned. Knowing her, he thought, she would not let the relationship persist. She was going to ignore what they had and shield herself from any type of romantic display from him. He sighed remembering how it felt so right making love to her, how it was so much fun and so easy to please and to be pleased. 'How can she deny herself this ultimate connection between her body and mine? How can I live without ever touching her again?' His heart and his head ached to hear that question in his mind. The rain spattered against his window pane in a rhythmic beat putting Mulder out of his misery as he drifted into sleep. A bright light flashed all around him. For a moment he thought the aliens that abducted his sister Samantha were back to get him this time. Fortunately, he was awaken by the erupting sound of the thunder. Another flash lit the window, a silhouette stood a few feet, eclipsing the light. Mulder attempted to rise from the couch but felt a constriction around both his wrists. He looked up to see that his stretched arms were cuffed to the arm rest of his couch. He looked back at the figure walking towards him. Lightning flashed several times making it difficult to see around him. Then right smack in front of him did she appear. He looked up at the figure towering above him, unsure if the rapid beating of his heart was due to panic or to a morbid sense of pleasure, of the woman dressed in a white silk brocade boostier, lace panties with stocking holders clipped onto silky white hosiery. She shifted her weight to her right straining the firm muscles of her calves with her nice white four inch high heels. Her nails were painted red like the shiny, luscious lipstick on her slightly open, inviting mouth. Her hair was stringy and wet, with red blood-like streaks at the ends, some sticking to her neck , while other locks of hair dripped water down. Down Mulder's lips, and chest. He lay there, paralyzed as Dana Scully erotically danced for him. She swayed her hips from side to side, bending more at the knee after each sway until she reached the floor, squatting and gyrating her hips. She picked up a long slender object from the ground. Mulder realized that it was a horse whip, and his heart beat uncontollably. Her tongue curled up towards her top lip and hair draped over half of her face. She smiled at Mulder with steamy hot eyes and he goofily let out a grin, exhibiting sheer shock from this exquisite encounter. He was so focused on her that only now, did he hear the sultry music playing in the background. Dana, still squatting, lunged over and kissed a panting Mulder. He rose to keep his lips locked with hers until he could no longer rise from the restraints of the cuffs on his wrist, not wanting to be released from the clutch of her lips. She rose and lifted one leg onto Mulder's bare abdomen. The spike heels sunk deep into his skin, strangely sparking a surge of stimulation from the increasing pain. She bent over adjusting the elastic part of her stockings. "Take these cuffs off. I promise- Mulder tried to say before Scully pressed her finger against his wet lips. He opened his mouth and sucked her finger in. "Just watch my every move, Mulder. Let your eyes explore every part of me," she murmured, sighing in pleasure from the warmth of his tongue wrapped around her finger. She grabbed onto his stretched arms and plunged down to his mouth again, indulging in the taste of his hot, wet lips. Then she slowly slid downward, towards his chest and stopped to rest her chin on the button of his jeans. Mulder lifted his head to watch Dana's every move. She was looking right at him with a mischievous smile. Her tongue ran circles around his navel before sinking into the little drop, then she traced the hairy line of his lower abdomen until she returned to the button of his jeans. In a snap, she loosened the button and slid the zipper down with her teeth. Right before her eyes, she could see the rising mountain of skin, compressed with the gushing blood vessels. She pulled the sides of his pants down, including the boxers underneath and began to do a spine tingling, and an eye popping job. She was not gentle, but right on the money with every touch, lick and bite. Mulder's face was boiling red, and his eyes were misty with steam coming from all over him. His pores were quickly releasing beads of sweat to extinguish the heat. He let out a cry as her tight mouth stroked him vigorously, feeling her teeth grind against the extremely sensitive skin. In a frenzy, he struggles to break free from the cuffs so he could subdue and conquer her. His body crashes onto the floor as he tried to use his legs to shift himself around the couch. She rose again laughing at him for tripping on the jeans that were wrapped around his ankles. "Tsk, tsk! Submit to me and there will be no need for this," she said, snapping the whip against the coffee table. He jerked back on the floor hitting his back against the couch cushion, his right arm stretched across his chest, the cuff chains dangling by his wrists. He remembered too clearly the unpleasant feeling his ass received after being flagellated several times not too long ago, but when he watched Scully turn around to fetch more inducing-erogenous gadgets, his heart started to beat wildly as he realized that his far fetched, sex-crazed fantasies were going to be fulfilled. Dana ran the tip of the front of her shoe in between Mulder's legs. Then along, the rock-hard bump that pulsated against her shoe. She continued to glide it along the center of his stomach up to the bottom valley of the center of his chest. She pressed her heels against the soft skin of his stomach and Mulder twitched in pain. The shoe rolled down between his legs, and she repeated it with the other, making Mulder sigh in pain again. She stepped closer to him until he could smell her perfumed skin against his nose. She straddled above him, and Mulder leaned his head against the wall of her lower abdomen. He rubbed his hair against it, inhaling deeply to smell her. She felt his warm breath blow at her down there and clutched onto a huge chunk of his hair pressing him towards her as she moved in a subtle gyrating motion. Dana was in control and Mulder submitted. Without a word, she commanded him and he willingly obeyed. She lifted her left leg, threw it over his shoulder and landed her foot on the cushion of the couch. Guiding Mulder with her hands, she gently pressed his head against her stockings. At first, he sucked on her inner thighs then moved towards the lining of her lace panty. His tongue tried to force its way into the panty, and when she felt his strong tongue break through Dana pulled his head away and moved it back against her stocking. He bit the strap, and loosened its hold from the stocking then held on to the stockings with his teeth as she slid her legs along his shoulder, away from him, until he successfully peeled the nylons off her. He did the same with the other, then down went her panty immediately after. He looked up at Dana who had let herself go to the music, closing her eyes with a smile of delectation on her face. She lifted her hair up with her hands swaying her bare hips in a figure eight manner, inches away from Mulder's opened-mouth face. He relished this moment so much, watching this totally renewed and invigorated woman finally unlock the secret of her extraordinary sexual prowess unto him. She moved with finesse and had rhythm like a professional, in tune with the music and well rehearsed. She danced down to a squatting position then rested her buttocks on his lap. The tension hardening his whole body had slowly faded as he looked directly into Dana, beyond the mist in her steamy eyes. She stared back at his eyes although with a different sentiment. She was ready to unleash the overheating Mulder's steam, but Mulder didn't react the way she expected. He swallowed the fluid in his mouth before softly saying, "Dana?" "Yes?" she said running her fingers through his hair. "You fill me up," he muttered. "You are the most incredible woman on the face of this earth." She shushed him and pulled his head towards her chest. In her cleavage he spotted a key wedged between the compacted breasts. He kissed them both and pulled the key out with his teeth, and lunged his head towards his hands reaching for the keys. He easily latched the key into the hole and unlocked one cuff and then the other. Instead of attacking her, the way he initially intended once he was freed from the cuffs, he embraced her. Letting his deepest emotions about her take over his physical desire. "I love you. Dana, I love you!" he uttered into her ear while locked in the embrace. "I could never live a day from now on without ever holding you. Feeling your skin, your lips, your hands, your face, against mine." He pulls back and holds both her arms, looking into her eyes. "Your like a 'drug' to me. I'll go crazy without you. You're so beautiful, so sexy and intelligent, and I have this wonderful opportunity to explore every bit of you-everything." He says sliding his finger down the hollow of her neck to the tip of her cleavage. "You are mine, and you are never going to escape from me again," he reaffirmed. Dana leaned over to hug him, kissing his neck, cheeks and lips. He rose from the ground and lifted Dana along with him placing her on the couch. He rested on top of her, kissing her hungry mouth then tracing the soft skin on her arms with his firm tongue. She giggled as her skin tingled from the wonderful sensation. All of a sudden, she heard a snap then another. Mulder had placed the cuffs on her wrapping it around the arm rest of the couch just as she had done to him earlier. The tension reemerged from within him and he grew hotter by the second seeing Dana, bounded and completely vulnerable. Although she was restrained like a prisoner, her eyes revealed to Mulder that he was free to do anything he wanted to her. He quickly accepted the invitation, and threw himself on top of her, ripping the hooks of her boostier apart from underneath her, clutching her swollen breasts. He sucked her hot pink nipples with all the strength his facial muscles could muster. She trembled and groaned loudly creating tension on the chain of the cuffs as Mulder squeezed and violently fondled her breasts. He drove his fingers into her-four all at once, feeling her stomach contract after each thrust. She let out cries and bit her bottom lip to keep from shouting out loud again. It was obviously painful for her, but she allowed Mulder to continue the vigorous kneading of her supple flesh and encouraged him to penetrate even further, bruising her, eliciting every nerve in her body to ignite with every touch of his lips and fingers. He paused for a moment, panting and sweating, to stare at the golden glistening skin of this astoundingly skillful lover. She kept her eyes close turning her head towards her stretched out arm. In an instant, he shifted gears, easing on top of her to gently kiss her lips. He slid two fingers into the slippery opening between her legs, and rubbed around the folds of the loose, pulsating skin. Dana felt a rippling sensation stir from within her, whispering the word "yes" repeatedly under her heavy breathing. Mulder knew that she was already climaxing and shifted his hips on top of hers, adding pressure by rubbing the rock hard muscle that protruded from his body like a tree limb, in between her. He proficiently slid his penis into her and Dana felt the rippling intensify from the friction of his penis against the snug walls of her vagina. The feeling was unfathomable and unrelenting. Every movement made was electrifying. She held on to the chains of the cuffs, and cried, gasping out sounds of overwhelming pain and pleasure. Then Fox eventually joined Dana experiencing the catharsis of their body and soul, purging out and into each other. From that moment they were both able to touch the ends of the universe, discovering all there is to know about the world they have left behind and the new world they have found-inside their hearts. There is no room for anyone beside themselves, for it is both filled up with the love for only one Dana Scully, and only one Fox Mulder. It is now pitch black in the apartment, and the only sound heard is the rustling of sheets before Mulder's voice breaks the silence. "Dana, I just have to ask." "What?" she sleepily replies. Where did you learn to move like that? You know? So well like that," he timidly asks. "Well, I've always been an eager student" she says and pauses for a second before quickly adding, "to learn about the dynamic human body." "Then, from the knowledge you've applied tonight, you must've scored perfect on the exam," He sighs. The sound of their laughter fills the dark room. THE END Please! Send out critiques and comments to proxphiler@yahoo.com