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Savage Desire	By : LindaG Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Savage Garden Views: 2070 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Savage Garden. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: I own some Savage Garden paraphernalia. Other than that I have no claim to any of them. For the purposes of this fiction, Savage Garden live in San Francisco. And if this doesn’t sound like the San Francisco you know, please remember, this is fiction.

Rated: NC-17 -- Disturbing subject matter. Kidnapping, Non-Consensual sex, Bondage.

“And we slowly come undone…

pray for the king who never comes…”

~~Darren Hayes, In This Lifetime

Savage Desire – pt 2

Two police cars arrived approximately ten minutes later.

Ben stepped up and introduced himself to the officers, telling them what little he knew.

Sergeant Byers nodded, making notes as Ben talked to him.

Ben was impressed with Byers. He looked to be in his mid forties, but was not a stereotypical older officer. He obviously worked out. For some reason, Ben found this calming.

“Officer Patterson, start questioning people inside. See if they remember seeing anything or anyone unusual.”

“Someone broke a glass,” Ben spoke up. “But I didn’t see him, because Daniel, the man who’s missing, was blocking my view.”

Sergeant Byers nodded. “Patterson?”

The younger man nodded. “I’m on it, Sarge.”

“Officer Delco, as of now, no-one enters or leaves without my express approval.”

“Our P.A. will be here soon. She—we need her inside. One of our group is seriously distraught right now.”

Again Sergeant Byers nodded. “You can remain here with Officer Delco to point her out. Now, where is the man you say saw the carjacker?”

Ben pointed out the room with the closed door. “They’re in there.”

“Officer Jackson, you’re with me.”

Tears ran freely down Daniel’s face now, and he no longer made any effort to hold them back.

When his body began twitching, he knew it wouldn’t be long. He didn’t want this, but his body would not listen to reason.

The hot lips on his cock sucked harder as two fingers probed deep inside him.

A hand tugged on his sack roughly, and he lost the battle with himself as his body stiffened, then jerked painfully.

“Oh, God, NOOOooo!!!!” He screamed hoarsely, sobbing loudly, as his cock pumped into the warm lips.

The hated lips continued to caress his slowly softening cock.

Probing fingers withdrew, as the tongue leisurely cleaned his now limp cock of any traces of his essence.

Daniel couldn’t stop the tears, as he felt the hands slowly glide back up his thighs, his chest.

Felt them wrap around his face, and pull him in for another deep, unwanted kiss.

He tasted himself on the tongue that thrust into his mouth. And he hated himself for being weak. For giving in to this… freak. This mad man.

‘Darren… help me… please, Darren… save me…’

Lee jumped when the door opened, and swallowed as the officers entered. An older man, and a young woman with crisp blonde hair, cut short; and piercing blue eyes. Lee shuddered without thinking, as she ran her gaze over first him, then Darren.

Darren was nearly catatonic. He sat, rocking slightly, staring at nothing.

“I’m Sergeant Byers, this is Officer Jackson. We received a call of a car theft and a possible kidnapping?”

“I—I’m Lee Novak, this is my friend, Darren Hayes.”

“And it’s a Mr. Daniel Jones you suspect has been kidnapped?”

“He wasn’t in the parking lot… I don’t know what else to think.”

Sergeant Byers nodded, as the other Officer walked over to question Darren. She looked cold, and Lee watched her carefully.

“Mr. Hayes, I need to ask you some questions.”

Darren continued rocking, clutching Daniel’s wallet to his chest.

“Mr. Hayes. Sir! I need you to answer some questions.”

Darren’s head shook slightly as he continued rocking. Mumbling softly, “Oh, Danny… please be okay, Danny… oh, God, please let him be okay…”

“How did you happen to be outside to see all this, Mr. Novak?” Sergeant Byers’ calmly stated question drew Lee’s gaze away from Darren for a moment.

“Dan forgot his wallet,” Lee nodded toward Darren. “I’m pretty quick on my feet. I thought I could catch him before he left.”

As Lee finished, Officer Jackson reached for the wallet.

“No!” Darren screeched, knocking over his chair to get away from the officer. “It’s Danny’s! I can feel him! You can’t have it!”

“Mr. Hayes –!” Officer Jackson spoke sharply.

“What’s the problem, Officer?”

Everyone turned toward the door as Leonie and Ben walked in.

Darren ran around Officer Jackson, and threw himself onto Leonie. One arm around her neck, he buried his face in her shoulder, the hand with Daniel’s wallet between their bodies.

“Danny’s been kidnapped,” he murmured, his voice breaking. “They tried to take his wallet…”

Officer Jackson started to speak, but Sergeant Byers held up his hand to stop her.

“I’m Sergeant Byers. Officer Jackson just needed his license number. Makes it easier to pull up his picture if we link name and license.”

“I’ve got a picture, Sergeant Byers.”

Leonie guided Darren to the chair Lee had picked up, and gently pushed him down into it.

She put her right hand on Darren’s left cheek, and smiled understandingly to calm him.

He stared wild-eyed at Leonie for long minutes, then inhaled suddenly and nodded.

Leonie set her briefcase on the pool table and opened it.

“If I could get your name, Ms?” Sergeant Byers asked.

“L e o n i e M e s s e r,” she replied, spelling it out automatically.

“And your relationship to the alleged victim?”

“It’s not alleged!” Darren went off, jumping up again. “Do you see him here? See his car out there? He’s been kidnapped! He wouldn’t have left without his wallet! He keeps his house key in here!”

Leonie turned to Darren, placing her hands on his shoulders. “Darren, get a hold of yourself.” She spoke firmly, but gently, and gave him a little shake. “You aren’t helping Daniel, being like this.”

Tears began to stain his cheeks again. He covered his eyes with one hand, and fell back into the chair; still clutching Daniel’s wallet tightly, sobbing quietly.

Daniel’s body shook uncontrollably, as his mind seethed and raged it’s anguish.

One by one his legs had been lifted, his ankles fastened in restraints.

His already strained muscles shrieked as his wrists and ankles now supported his weight.

He wanted to ask why. Plead with his captor. But his mind could not process the request--locked as it was between fear, panic, pain and trying to deny physical reaction.

Slowly the silent fingers brushed the length of his legs, along the inside. Ghosting over his inner thighs again, and he groaned in fear as his cock twitched. When he felt the body pause between his thighs, he found a moment’s strength to plead again.

“Please don’t…”

Hands gripping his hips were his only warning before the thick, hard cock thrust suddenly, deeply into him.

He screamed.

“I’m the band’s P.A.. Here.” She handed the Sergeant an 8x10 of Daniel.

One of the photos from their stamp photo shoot. Daniel’s intense, serious emerald gaze looking straight at the camera. His hair looking quite windblown.

Officer Jackson whistled, then immediately looked guilty. Sergeant Byers frowned.

“I think you should go see if Officer Patterson needs any assistance.”

“Yes, sir,” she replied meekly.

“I apologize, Ms. Messer.”

Leonie smiled slightly. “That’s okay. Daniel has that effect on women.”

“Not while they’re on duty,” he replied seriously. “Still, you mentioned a band?”

“Savage Garden.”

“You played The Warfield earlier tonight, didn’t you? I thought this young man,” he gestured with the picture, “and Mr. Hayes looked familiar. My daughter is a big fan. She was at the concert tonight. She called me at work, because she simply had
to tell me she’d caught a guitar pick tossed by someone.”

Darren’s breath caught, his sobbing silenced momentarily.

Leonie sighed, and nodded toward the picture.

“Him?” Byers asked.

Leonie nodded silently.

“God, you feel so damn good!”

A voice. For the first time since his ordeal began, Daniel had a voice to associate with his pain.

“I knew you were going to be good, but damn!”

Soon there were no words, only animalistic growls and grunts as the thick cock continued to pummel Daniel’s ass.

He cried and screamed from the pain. He had never felt pain like this with Darren.

And yet through all the pain, Daniel’s body betrayed him yet again.

The thick cock hammering into him kept hitting that spot. The spot where Darren always gave him pleasure.

Through all the burning it kept stroking that spot, and he grew hard again.

‘Dear God, no… please no…’

There would be no answer to his plea though, as a rough hand wrapped around his arousal, and began jerking it frantically.

Sergeant Byers cleared his throat nervously.

“Well. I guess if I’m going to have peace at home, I’d better put extra effort into thase.ase. Have there been any ransom demands?”

“No.” Leonie responded quietly.

He closed his notebook, and studied Darren a moment before he took out a business card and handed it to Leonie.

“If you get a demand, or think of anything else…”

“He’s got a birthmark.” Darren spoke quietly.

“What’s that, Mr. Hayes?”

“He’s got a birthmark. Here.” He indicated a spot on the back of his neck with his left hand. “You need to know things like that,
right? To help identify the body.” Darren was staring vacantly again.

“Darren! Don’t talk like that! Daniel will be –”

“What, Leo? Will be what? Fine? You don’t know that…” Darren’s sad gaze met Leonie’s stern one, but he didn’t back down. “You said yourself. No ransom demand…. He’s scared, Leo. He’s very scared…”

“How do you know that, Mr. Hayes?” Sergeant Byers asked kindly.

“Danny and I… we have a… chemistry…. I just know.”

“Mr. Hayes, sometimes it can take as as as a week to receive a ransom demand.”

“And how many victims live?” Darren’s hopeless gaze fell on Sergeant Byers.

He scratched the back of his head, unable to respond.

“That’s what I thought.”

Darren went back to staring at the floor.

“There is always the possibility the perp doesn’t know Mr. Jones is important enough to ransom.” The Sergeant offered.

“We’ll have to do a press conference in the next twenty-four hours.” Leonie responded. “Appearances will need to be cancelled.”

“If you don’t mind, I’d like to assign Officer Patterson to you personally. Clear your release with him, please.”

“Do you really think that’s necessary?”

“Yes, ma’am, I do.”

“I suppose I can do that, then.”

“If you’ll come with me then, ma’am. I’ll introduce you to him.”

Daniel’s mind was a morass of conflicting feelings, and he despised himself more every minute.

The heat in his groin had built once again, as the hand worked him at a feverish pace.

Blood ran in sticky rivulets from his raw wrists, and all he could do was cry out in anguish.

Suddenly the orgasm gripped him again, shaking him like a rag doll. He convulsed in his restraints.

Felt the stinging warmth deep inside, as his tormentor’s passion spilled into him.

He wanted to weep with shame, but he had no tears left.

As his captor collapsed on him, adding immeasurably to his pain, his mind shut down, and pulled him into welcome darkness.
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