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A Needful Hunger
by Lady Spice
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or people. They belong to themselves or the WWF. Title: A Needful Hunger Main Characters: Mark, Trish, Bradshaw, Glen and Molly Plot: Mark and Trish's marriage starts to fall apart over his drinking problem and gambling debts. Rating: Some parts may be NC-17 for M/F love scenes and a small amount of slash for violence/attempted rape scene. If this is not your type of story dont read. *******************************
Ch.1-7
The feel of his hands on her body was electrifying. Sweat poured from her forhead as the tingling sensations sent shockwaves to her loins. She sucked his finger and moaned in pleasure. Mark teased her nipples to erectness. Licking and sucking them in his mouth and with his tongue. His hands cupped her breasts as his thumbs flicked against her hard nipples. As his hand slowly made it's way to her thigh she opened her legs knowing exactly what would come next. His fingers traced circles around the inside of her thighs teasing her mercilessly. Wetness was now seeping onto her swollen bud. Two of his fingers slid inside her moist depths. She ached for his hardness to come inside her body.
"Please", she begged.
But all she could hear was the cruel laughter of her husband Mark. Trish awoke suddenly from her sleeping state only to find that it was only a pleasureable nightmare. The same one she had been having since the coldness between them began months ago. Once again she lay in an empty bed. The same empty bed she had gotten used to lying in night after night by herself. Mark was fighting demons but she didn't know what they were. She had tried to talk to him several times but he paid no attention to her. His drinking had become excessive to say the least. He would often stay out late until the wee hours of the mornings and where he went Trish did not know. The thought that he might have a mistress crossed her mind on several occassions and it scared her. But the thought that she may be losing the man she loved frightened her even more.
(A letter from Trish to Molly)
Dear Molly, I have tried in vain to keep this from you but circustances have now arised that I must implore your help. I have been lying to you my dear sister for many months now about the state of my marriage. All is not well with Mark and I. In truth I do not know where else to turn. He has been drinking heavily and has been staying out all night. He hardly says a civil word to me and when I beg him to please tell me what is wrong he all but pushes me away. Will you and Glen come to New York and see what you can do to help him. I am at the point of giving up.
Love, your sister Trisha
As Molly read the letter to Glen they both realized that something was terribly wrong. Glen knew his brother could be rowdy at times but that was because of his years on the sea when he worked on many ships in his old pirating days. But, he had thought those days were long over. Could he have been wrong about his brother? What in the world could have sent him into this tailspin where he was risking his life as well as his marriage. It just didn't make sense. Well Glen and Molly were determined to find out. As they boarded the next ship out of England heading to America.
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(Meanwhile)
Trish had had enough. One night she followed Mark to a local tavern and peeked inside. The place was full of drunken sailors and women of the night. The place smelled of smoke and liquor, many of the of patrons were drunk or being taken as fools by scheming card sharks. And that is where she found her husband. Deep into his drink and losing money by the second to a seedy shyster named Bradshaw. As she walked into the smoked-filled room she was scared to death. Never had a lady of her stature been in a seedy place like this. Especially one that she considered beneath her. The patrons had never seen a woman so exquisite before. They were used to whores and bawdy women. Trish had to break her way through the crowd just to reach her husbands table. Several men tried to accost her but she managed to side step their grasp.
"Mr. Jessup I demand that you explain yourself sir!" she said as he looked up at her with an angry scowl on his face.
"I owe you no explanation madam." he replied back as the two-bit doxy that was sitting in his lap started rubbing her ample bosom against his chest.
"Please sir, come home with me now." she cried.
"Whatever it is we can work it out between us." she continued.
"Go home Trisha! Now!!" he said as she raced out the back door determined to leave the retched place.
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While in town Trisha happened upon Mr. Bradshaw leaving a store. She wanted to know what was going on between her husband and him. Surely it had to be more than just drinking and women.
"Sir, sir may I have a word with you?" as she chased him down. "Mrs. Jessup is it."
"Ah yes I remember you from last night." as his eyes raked her body with his hunger and passion.
For some reason this made Trish feel excited yet frightened at the same time. She had to admit he had a domineering, dangerous persona that could overwhelm others. It took her a couple of seconds to compose herself. She didn't know why her body was reacting this way with this stranger. She loved her husband didn't she? So why was she so attracted to Bradshaw? Finding her voice she continued.
"I want to know why my husband is meeting with you every night at the tables?"
"What hold do you have on him that I do not?"
He took a drag from his cigar. Leaning over to her he told her that Mark owed him a lot of money. But, he was willing to let his debts be forgiven for a price. With a smug grin he told her if she would meet him at a secret location tomorrow, without Mark knowing about it he would reveal all then. Trish didn't trust him but what could she do. She had to save her husband from this slide into self destruction.
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(the next day)
"Alright I'm here."
"Now tell me how can I get my husband out of your clutches." Trish said as she and Bradshaw stood in the green foilage of the park.
"What do you want?"
"Money, jewels, businesses?"
"Just what will it take to keep you away from my family!"
"This!" as he grabbed her and pulled her body against a big oak tree.
She tried her best to stop him but it was already too late. His large hands grabbed tiny ones and held them up over her head.
"The moment I saw you walk into that bar I knew you were a woman who had needs and desires."
"Desires that weren't being fulfilled at home by your husband."
"Please you musn't." she said as she felt her legs turn to jelly.
Surprisingly not from fear but from desire. He took one of his hands aloose while he still held her with the remaining one. He stroked her cheek and her shaking full lips with his finger. He slipped his finger inside her mouth. Circling it around her moist tongue until she could stand it no longer and sucked on it.
"That's right baby."
"Just like that."
He moved his head down to her chest his lips kissing the tops of her breasts. Her nipples hardened instantly. He pulled one globe out of her dress and his tongue stroked the straining bud to it's fullest potential. She could feel his large cock throbbing between her legs. Moving against her own now wet crotch. His hand soon let hers go as he found a more pleasureable place to put it. Easing up inside of her thigh he located the open crotch of her pantaloons.
"You haven't had it for a long time have you baby." Bradshaw said as he stroked her a couple of times then sucked his finger in his mouth just to have her taste on his lips.
His fingers went to work on her body. Rubbing her mons and filling her desire for more. Suddenly faraway voices could be heard in the distance. As if realizing she was doing something wrong Trish took her now free hands and scratched the side of his face.
"You little bitch!!" he screamed as he felt her break loose and run away.
"You can run but you cant hide."
"I'm in your blood now girl and I intend to have you one way or the other."
Trish rushed home to cleanse her body of Bradshaw's touch.
"What was wrong with her?" she thought. She had been attracted to other men before as most women often did. But they didn't act on that attraction did they? She actually went up in flames in his arms tonight. What was it about him that turned her into this wanton woman?
"I'll just have to put him out of my mind." an unconvinced Trish said to herself as she sat in the warm soothing tub.
"Damnit Mark!"
"This is all your fault."
"None of this would have happened if you had spent more time with your wife than the gaming tables." she lamented.
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(meanwhile)
"I'm losing it here." Mark said. "You promised me the operation would be over months ago."
"I dont know how much longer I can take this Colin."
"I want to stop lying to my family, to my wife."
"She thinks I'm a drunk and a scoundrel who no longer cares for her man."
"It's the same with my brother and his wife."
"I know they have to be concerned about me." Mark continued.
"Mark I know it's been hard on you but just hang in there we're so close to catching him in the act." his longtime friend Colin Lacey tried to tell him.
"If it wasn't for what happened to Ryan I wouldn't even be involved in this mess, but damnit Bradshaw must pay!" he said with conviction.
"I know Mark, I know."
"He was one of our best friends."
"Yes he was." Mark said. Never forgetting how the older wiser Ryan took a young Mark under his wing when he first started working on a merchant ship.
"And what Bradshaw and his men did to Lizzie and the other women was unthinkable and unforgiveable." Colin added.
Thinking of Ryan's younger sister and the woman he secretly had fell in love with warmed Colin's heart. Lizzie Tanner had once been a loving, sweet, vibrant young woman. But a sadistic Bradshaw took that away from her.
"She and Ryan will have justice one way or the other my friend."
"Yes and you and I will see that he get's what he deserves even if the courts wont take care of him." Mark thundered as he slammed his fist against the desk.
"We can at least take heart that your wife knows nothing of this."
"She is one woman safe from his clutches."
"Yes."
"I thank God every night for that blessing."
"I pray she never knows his evil for I love her so much."
"I would die if anything happened to her." Mark said.
Not realizing how close to Bradshaw his wife had already been.
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Before Trish went to bed that night she read a letter from her sister Molly that she had recieved earlier in the day. It seemed that Molly and Glen would be arriving in 2 days to stay with her and Mark for a while. Trish was elated at the news. She needed Mol more than ever. She loved Mark desperately but she also felt this pull towards Bradshaw. She knew he was dangerous and exciting but that wasn't enough to build a relationship on. Oh what a dilemma she found herself in. All she knew was that she couldn't go on like this anymore. Hopefully her always level-headed sister could give her some clarity. Finally exhausted from the long days events she turned in and went to bed. Mark slowly crept up the stairs of his NY estate. Now more than ever he needed his wife's loving arms around him to comfort him but he knew that was a chance he could not take. As he walked by what used to be thier room, he had the overwhelming need to see her face if nothing else. As he neared her bed he saw the remnants of tears that had been shed sometime earlier in the night on her cheeks. He took his finger and touched her cheek lightly. Leaning over he eased his hand gently through her beautiful blond curls. He could not resist giving her a soft kiss upon her lips. And though he did not say the words aloud they were spoken in his heart.
"I Love You Trisha".
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(meanwhile)
"Did Jessup really think he could get away with this?" Bradshaw laughed.
"Didn't he realize I would have him investigated."
"How stupid does he think I am?"
"After you found out Ryan Tanner was a detective you watched everyone you came in contact with very carefully didn't you sir." his longtime servant Jewels said.
"Yes I did." Bradshaw admitted. "But dont worry, I've got plans for Mr. Jessup, and Mrs. Jessup." he said with a sick smile to his face.
"You know the kind of games I love to play dont you Jewels?"
"Sick and twisted games."
"Games in which the pain always brings me the pleasure." as he turned a sharp knife into the desk he sat at.
"Inform the men Jewels we will be leaving by tomorrow evening."
"Yes sir." Jewels replied.
"I will be bringing a "very special" passenger with me." Bradshaw said.
As Jewels blood ran cold.
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"What time did she leave?" a frantic Mark asked the house maid.
"Well speak up woman!" he yelled. "Ab...about 3:00 oclock sir."
"She said she got a message telling her that your brother and sister had arrived early and she hurried to go meet them at the boardwalk."
"Damnit!!!" said an exassperated Mark.
"Tell Avery to saddle my horse."
"And you go put me a few things in a bag."
"Now hurry!!"
"Yes...yes sir."
"Right away sir." the fumbling servant said.
(on Bradshaw's ship)
"Well well my dear it seems your husband is right on time." Bradshaw said as he looked at Mark and Colin through his telescope. A scared Trish pulled at her bindings and tried to speak through the cloth wrapped aound her mouth.
"Yes yes my dear, dont worry I want him to watch everything." as he grabbed her face then slapped her.
(on a ship no more than a mile away)
"Oh God, Oh God please."
"I pray we are not to late!" Mark cried to Colin.
"Thank goodness one of your gambling buddies remembered her the night she came into the bar and recognized Bradshaw too." Colin said.
"Yes, yes."
"Did you leave word for Glen?"
"Yes but I didn't tell him everything."
"Just that Trish and I were away and that we would be back in a couple of days and to wait for us." a worried Mark said.
"Look!"
"are my eyes decieving me or is the ship stopping?"
"I do believe it is."
"But why would it be stopping?"
"Something isn't right, I just feel it in my bones." as a foreboding feeling came over Mark.
Ch.8-10 (Conclusion)
The ropes made his skin sting. He and Colin had been tied, gagged and bound the minute Bradshaw's men stormed thier much smaller ship and took them hostage. For two days they had been like this. Mark's head ached from the pummeling that he had took. Colin's right arm looked to be broken too. Everytime Mark tried to speak the guard would slap him around a couple of times just to remind him of how helpless their situation was. He knew Trish was on the ship somewhere. The nasty bastard had bragged about all the vile and disgusting things he wanted to do to her. Things that made Mark's stomach turn and made him feel even more helpless to get the woman he loved to safety. He could hear loud noises coming from the room next door. The words were inaudiable but he knew there was shouting just the same. Were they discussing he and Colin or had their schemes been discovered? Either of which Mark did not know.
(meanwhile)
"It's time for the painful/pleasure I promised you darlin." he said as he looked at a scared and tortured Trish.
"Have the husband brought in here Jewels!" "I want him to witness everything I do to his slutty little wife."
Trish pulled at her bindings once more. Eventhough she could not say the words her movements screamed "NO!" It broke her heart when she saw Mark's beaten and battered body being brought in the room. They sat him in a chair next to the bed where he would have to witness her humiliation firsthand. For a moment thier eyes met. No words need be spoken between them. The love between them shined through their eyes. Trish was laid upon the big brass bed. Her hands and ankles tied with rope to the headboard and base of the bed. She was stripped naked of all clothing. Strip naked of her humanity and dignity. Bradshaw pulled off his clothes and grabbed his favorite weapon his knife. As he sauntered to the bed two other people came into the room. They were women who looked to have been on the ship for a long long time, either as prisoners or whores.
"Ready her for me my dears." Bradshaw said.
Trish's blood ran cold, as one woman started kissing her cheeks, neck and breasts. While the other starting hitting her with a whip. Mark's eyes stung with tears for all his helplessness. To see the pain and degregagtion in his wife's eyes was just too much. He turned his head from the gastly scene. Finally Trish could take the pain no more. She felt Bradshaw's heavy body moving up her tiny one. He started kissing up her legs. Biting them and bruising them. He stuck a hard finger inside her dry body making the action painful to her. His teeth bit into her sore nipples harshly. Trish screamed out in pain. Then he took his knife and made cuts to her skin. On her stomach, legs and breast.
"Now the moment I have been waiting for." the cruel Bradshaw said.
As he opened her legs wide for the most painful humilation of all. She could feel his arousal stiff and ready for the painful plunge he would inflict upon her. Jewels his long time servant watched the scene in horror. Something snapped in him as the years of torment and humiliation he had witnessed placed upon others came to the forefront in his mind. Where he found the courage he did not know but he grabbed a metal rod pipe and slammed it across his masters head as hard as he could. Bradshaw didn't know what hit him as the blood oozed out of his head. When he tried to stand up Jewels hit him over and over again until he was a bloody mess. Finally the monster that was Bradshaw took his last breath on earth. Jewels untied Mark and then Trish and the two lovers who had been estranged for months embraced in the safety of each others arms.
After Jewels saved them from the monster that was known as Bradshaw, Mark and Trish rushed to find Colin. Trish slipped on some man's shirt and pants while tucking her long blonde hair under a cap as to not be recognized. Colin had been worked over pretty badly but at least he was still alive. Mark threw him over his shoulder and carried him up on deck. Jewels motioned for Bradshaw's men to return to his ship and told them that they would be leaving right away. While the men made their way back on the boat Mark, Trish and Colin slipped into a small fishing boat on the other side of the large vessel and made thier getaway. Before they left Mark tried in vain to get Jewels to come with them but he refused. He said his place was there on Bradshaw's ship and that he must pay his penance for killing his master. When they arrived at Colin's ship his men helped them up the side of the boat to safety. Trish immediately fainted as the whole ordeal she had been through finally caught up with her. Mark took her below to his cabin where he tended her wounds and had a bath drawn for her. Then he went to check on Colin's condition. Colin's arm had started swelling from the abuse it had taken. But luck was on thier side and it did not appear to be broken as once thought. It took them a day and a half to make it back to the New York port. Glen and Molly were shocked at the sight of them when they arrived at the house. Trish was worn out. The ordeal of the last few months had taken their toll on her poor body. Mark was beside himself with worry. He was glad that he had his brother and sister-in-law there for support. Finally he could let his family know why he had been so distant these past few months. A week later there was a ray of hope. Trish seemed to be coming out of her hellish nightmare. Although she knew the memories of being on that ship would stay with her forever, she no longer had the constant sleepless days and nights that once had plagued her every waking moments. As time went by she and Mark put thier tattered marriage back together and built up the trust they once knew. Both of them grateful to God for this second chance at love, second chance at life. It had been a long time since Mark had made love to his beautiful wife. Sleeping next to her every night and not touching her was driving him insane. Trish was feeling much the same way.
'Did he think she was soiled goods? She would often think.
"Is that why he wont make love to me?" she would ask herself.
"Maybe I should try and seduce him." she thought to herself.
"Maybe I should try and seduce her." he thought to himself.
That night they both put thier plan into action. Starting at the dinner table. When Mark was eating a delicous piece of cake for dessert he got some of the sticky icing on his fingers. Before he could lick them off himself Trish slowly took his hand in hers and started licking and sucking his fingers in the most sensual and erotic way possible. And when she looked at him so innocently Mark could feel his desire for her rising and his already hard cock got even harder. When Trish "accidently" dropped a piece of fruit on her neck and breast Mark returned the favor as he licked the sweet morsel off her neck and voluptous breasts. Trish could feel herself getting moist between her legs. Soon dinner was over and the two retired to thier room. Mark could barely control his hunger for her as he slipped out of his clothes leaving only his underwear on. Trish left on her chemise and stockings but despinsed with her pantaloons. As they lay side by side the heat eminating between thier two bodies was electric. Finally Mark could take no more of this torture. He reached Trish and pulled her over to his side. Kissing her long and slow his tongue slipped between her soft full lips. Trish moaned as his fingers undid the lace ribbon holding the skimpy chemise together as a full view of her breasts unfolded before his eyes. He licked the hard little peaks of her nipples pulling at them with his teeth. Teasing them. Pleasuring them. Trish arched her back to give him better access. As he pulled the chemise over her head he sought out her slim stomach. His tongue eased around her belly button sending chills up and down her body. Trish not content to let Mark have all the fun sucked at his nipples and worked her tongue down his powerful chest to his hard endowed erection. She took him in her mouth through his underwear. Teasing him unmercilessly. Mark realized this type of love play must stop or thier lovemaking would be over before it began. He flipped her onto her back and opened her legs wide. She could feel his hot breath scorching the inside of her thighs and her wet mons. His tongue was like a snake as it licked her wet juices, and he sucked her swollen bud until she climaxed in ecstasy. Mark could wait no longer. He pushed his large cock inside her tiny body as easy as he could. The feel of him moving in and out of her body drove Trish out of her mind. Soon they were caught up in a pleasure that transcended all others before it and a shuddering release was thier reward. Mark and Trish both said a little prayer that thier lovemaking that night would produce a child. And not two months later thier prayers came true as Trish learned she was expecting. Mark and Trish basked in thier love for it had come through great challenges and still remained intact forever.
THE END
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