Chapter 11:

The Abduction

***

    Unable to believe what he was hearing on the link to Wong's room, Tsu made his decision. Threat to his family or not, he couldn't just sit there and let Timmy die. Unable to buzz either Hop Sing or Sander through their collars, due to Wong's tampering which had locked him out of that, he chose someone else. He had to find someone fast, someone who was nosey, and someone who would be believed. Even if he could get through to Sander or his son, Tsu figured no one would believe them. He tapped a few keys and spoke to his computer.

    "Lewie?" He whispered, "Lewie, hello? Respond please!"

    Lewie, who just happened to be getting a snack after finishing with a client, jumped and threw his popcorn everywhere. His collar was talking to him, but it wasn't the usual orders. "Yeah?" The small boy asked nervously.

    "Lewie, listen to me. Go find Ben. Tell  him there's a boy in trouble in John Wong's room! Wong hurt him, and he's going to die if you don't help him! Wong is also going to find Hop Sing and Sander, and steal them off the island. Run, Lewie!" Tsu ordered him.

    Lewie didn't argue - he ran.

    Tsu sat back and waited. Then he picked up the phone. It was a call that he'd made several times in the past - calls that had initially gotten him into the mess that he was in. Yet he remembered something...someone...that he'd met in the past for one of his gambling fiascos. If he was right, and he prayed that he was, then perhaps there was a chance to rescue the two boys from Wong. But he'd have to let Wong take them first. That would make it harder. Tsu knew, however, that he had to let Wong think that he'd succeeded in his plan. Only then could he expose himself. "What do you want?" A boyish voice answered him. "More bets, Mr. Loser?"

    "Listen to me, Li," Tsu said, "This is a matter of life and death - literally. I need to know, Li, did you grow up at a place called San Carlos Island?"

    The line went silent.

    "Yes," Li finally answered, "Why?"

    "Thought so," Tsu nodded happily. He remembered Li's voice, a boy's voice, and his tall and slender build and perfect face. There could be only one explanation - Li was a eunuch. It followed that his boss, a high level mob figure, had to know this when he'd hired him as an 'enforcer'. But Tsu went on. "Does the name 'Lu Dongbin' mean anything to you? Little Chinese boy about ten years old, small, sickly?"

    "You wanna get killed after all?" Li asked.

    "No, but I need to speak with your boss, Li. You see, my boy is on that island. Someone's out to start a plan to kidnap boys from there - nullified boys - and hurt them. You know where I work, Li, so you know that I know this. If I'm right, your boss is about to lose money - a LOT of money," Tsu told him. Li put his boss on the line at once.

    Tsu smiled.

    He'd been right after all. For once, his gamble had paid off.

    "Someone screwing with Ben Toeber's operations?" A man's voice asked. "Someone messing up the boys?"

    ***

    While Wong was paging Lewie, Hop Sing was taking his scheduled rest break. He was alone in his room, and the door was locked. He'd been wondering at his collar's warning - his father's - warning, most of the day. He felt like something was wrong, but he just couldn't place it. Then the door opened. Hop Sing looked up to see his Uncle John standing there.

    "Uncle!" The boy blurted happily, "What are you doing here?"

    The door slid shut and locked.

    Hop Sing stared at his Uncle in shock. He was naked, and he was erect and aroused. There was a look on his face that Hop Sing had never seen before, and it frightened him. He sat down on the boy's bed and touched his face. Finally, Wong thought, Finally!

    "Uncle?" Hop Sing asked, confused, as Wong reached down and touched his nullo place. Hop Sing pushed his hand away. Wong drew his back and slapped him.

    The look on the boy's face was almost enough to make Wong cum right there. The hurt, the shock, and the terror were tangible. He was going to take the boy - no, rape the boy - and he was going to make him like it. He was going to teach him that being hurt, that suffering pain, was the highest form of love that his dear Uncle could give him. Yes, he was going to hurt him.

    "No!" Hop Sing breathed, "Uncle, no! What are you doing? You aren't supposed to DO that with ME!"

    Wong then grabbed him, rolling him over onto his tummy. The boy struggled, but Wong was too heavy to throw off. Hop Sing felt his cock entering him, and he screamed, crying out for help. But the security system didn't relay it. It showed only Hop Sing sleeping on his bed to those monitoring it.

    Then Wong entered him fully.

    The pain was unbelievable. Again, Hop Sing screamed, but Wong put a hand over his mouth as he thrust at the boy - hard. "I'm doing this because I LOVE you so much," Wong told him, "I always loved you like a son, Hop! Stop fighting me! Let Uncle show you his love!"

    And something inside of Hop Sing died right then.

***

    Listening in on his son, as he ever was, Tsu paused in his chat with the man who'd almost ruined his life. And when the story of how Hop Sing had been sold to Ben Toeber finally came out, as the conversation progressed over business interests and bad debts, the normally all-business, and unknown, man on the other end of the line changed his tone.

    "You there, Tsu?" the man asked.

    "That bastard Wong is raping my son on the island," Tsu whispered, "He's tampered with the security system!"

    "I think I need to come and see you in person," the man growled, "Ben's a friend of mine, and we can't have his business compromised by someone like this. We will teach him a lesson."

    ***

    "Collar told me!" Lewie repeated to Ben for the umpteenth time. "Timmy in trouble!"

    "Timmy is with  a client on the beach," the computer replied to Ben. Lewie didn't know what to do. Ben didn't believe him! He thought Lewie's hysterics were cute! Lewie raced out the door and ran for the beach. He knew the favorite spots there to get fucked, and no one was there. He screamed at his collar, "Computer wrong, Ben! No one here! Just swimmers! No Timmy!"

    Ben wasn't sure what to do. The system had never been wrong before. It couldn't be wrong. Then something clicked over in his mind. "Wong!" He growled, dashing over to the building where his own IT-people ran the computer system. Wong liked to hurt boys, Ben knew, but he'd said that didn't do that anymore. Ben chided himself for being so stupid as to believe him; men like Wong never changed. "Security, report to guest room registered to John Wong, NOW!" Ben yelled. Then he thought better to trust the comm-system and flagged down a real guard, who just happened to have a hold of a very hysterical Lewie. They ran for Wong's room.

***

    Unable to bear the fact of what his uncle was doing to him, and combined with the orgasm that hit him, Hop Sing's brain shut down. Wong smacked him once, then hauled the insensate boy to the showers and washed the evidence out of his rectum with an enema. Then he sedated him and put him back in bed. He left the room and went in search of Sander.

    He found the boy in garden shed, with some other boy that he didn't know. Wong was shocked at first, as they were just sitting there talking. Sander was dressed in his work uniform, but the other boy - with a red collar and older - was naked...and intact. He looked familiar. Having grabbed up his bag and put on some clothing again for their departure, Wong pulled a stunner out but he didn't need it. The other boy was saying goodbye. He hid behind the door until he left, glad that there was one less witness to deal with.

    "Hello, Sander," Wong said in a cold voice. "Ready to go?"

    "Go?" Sander asked, confused. "Where?"

    "With me, you stupid boy," Wong told him. "You have a date - a permanent one - with Mr. Lester Delray!"

    Sander's blood ran cold. Matti had told him all about Delray. He backed up, but there was nowhere to go. He considered screaming, but Wong had pulled out a personal stunner and was pointing it at him and shaking his head.

    "You're going to leave your friends a note, Sander. You'll take it to your room, and come back here. I'll be waiting. You won't tell anyone, because if you do, your friends will die for it. You see, I've stashed Timmy somewhere, and he's in a bad way. I'd say he only has about two hours left before he expires. And Hop Sing, well, you'll find him in your room, poisoned," Wong lied. "If you don't cooperate, I won't give Ben the antidote. And don't bother to try and call for help - I've sabotaged the computer. It's going to completely forget all about you, and lie about your friends' whereabouts. Now, write!" Wong ordered him, handing him a pen and pad and dictating Sander's suicide note.

    Sander did as he was told. If giving up his life - because he knew that Delray would probably kill him - would save his friends, then he would do it. He was miserable anyway. He'd lost everything, despite Matti's promises, which he just didn't believe. And if Delray killed him, well, at least that wasn't suicide. With his head hanging, Sander went back to his room and put the note on Hop Sing's pillow. He kissed the boy's cheek, seeing that he was hardly breathing, he was so heavily sedated. But Sander didn't know that. He wasn't sure to believe Wong or not, but Hop Sing was still and cool. Sander covered him.

    "I love you, little brother," he whispered, as he headed back to the shed.

    He didn't see everyone rushing to search the guest hotel, namely Wong's room. He was oblivious to anyone around him. When he arrived back at the shed, Wong was waiting. "We're going for a walk in the jungle," Wong told him, "And when we reach the far side of the island, we wait. When it gets darker out, then we go. Now, turn around and bend over," Wong told him. He then yanked Sander's shorts down and injected something into his rectum. Sander went limp at once and his vision blurred. The last thing he remembered was Wong putting some kind of hood over his head and binding his limbs.

    ***

    "Told you! Told you!" Lewie was screaming, as they broke into Wong's room and found Timmy. The boy was very still, only moving when a slight tremor overtook him. Doctor Knox saw to him as security tore the room apart.

    "All Wong's things are gone, sir," a guard reported.

    "Ronnie?" Ben demanded, as Knox pulled the hood off of Timmy. The boy's eyes were wide, and glazed. He was hyperventilating, but in shallow breathes. When the hood came off and the gag came out, he screamed. He screamed until Knox sedated him and began freeing him. "I don't know, Ben," Knox snapped, "I have to get him to the hospital! Jesus! What kind of person would DO this?!"

    "Wong," Ben growled, turning to the guard. "Get over to IT and have them dump the system. Wong's upgrade to the computers obviously was a fraud! Wipe the system from the day he arrived and reload it! Lewie, how did you know about this?"

    "Collar!" Lewie repeated, rolling his eyes.  "Collar, talks to Lewie, tell Ben!" He explained.

    "Ben Toeber?" Lewie's collar then spoke up. Ben sat down hard on the bed in shock. He knew that voice.

    "Tsu?" Ben gasped.

    "Yes," the collar replied. "I work for John Wong. I am Hop Sing's father. Your system has been compromised by first me, then Wong, Ben. I can only tell you this now that I have the confidence of some very powerful men with me to protect my family. I couldn't tell you sooner. For that I am sorry." Tsu then told them all the story behind just HOW Hop Sing had come to be on the island, and how Wong had used the Tsu family for his own twisted desires. He explained quickly how Wong had set him up to steal Hop Sing from him, to make sure he became an island boy for Ben, and then how he'd spotted the virus-like bug in Ben's security software upgrade that Wong was delivering in person. Ben didn't question it a bit. The evidence was all around him.

    "Wong's going to take Sander, that's his whole agenda," Tsu then said. "He's raped my son," the man cried, "But...but...he's still in his room, Q. is! You've got to help him, Toeber! He hates sex, and he loves...loved his uncle John - trusted him - and he raped him! He hurt him! He might not survive this! Ben, I don't want out of the contract, I do, but...never mind! You have to help my boy!"

    "Page the doctor, Tsu, Ronnie Knox. Send him to Hop Sing's room. We'll talk later," Ben assured him, "Right now, we can't trust the computers here. We have to manually find Sander and Wong," he snapped at the guards. "Lewie, round everyone up! All the boys, all the guests. Go get on the PA system in my office and call everyone to the arena! That's a manual speaker! Now!"

    Lewie ran.

    Normally, the arena was only used for cutting boys and the big show it was. This time, however, every single slave boy and client on the island was there, with the exception of Timmy, Hop Sing, and Doctor Knox and a nurse. No one knew how Timmy was yet as Ben took the center stage. "Security has been compromised here on the island," Ben began, "One of our boys has been kidnapped! If anyone knows Sander," he said, as the holoscreens lit up with Sander's most recent image, "We have to find him. It is thought that he's been kidnapped by John Wong," the image changed, "For the purpose of being taken to one Lester Delray!"

    A loud murmur ran through the crowd.

    It was obvious that a great deal of the guests knew Delray.

    And didn't like him.

    "I can't ask you all to help, as guests, but...," Ben started, but an angry roar cut him off. He didn't need to ask for their help.

    So it was that the search for Sander began.

***

    The ATV was hidden right where Delray's men had told Wong that it would be. He tied the unconscious Sander across the rack like a hunted animal, stashed his bags, then took off into the jungle along a trail that Delray's men had cut during the nights after he'd infected the computer with his "upgrade". Things were going perfectly, with the exception of leaving Hop Sing behind. But he would come, Wong knew. He'd wake up and find the note and come after Sander, naive as he was.

    No one would have thought to go that deep into the jungles, and many of the clients in the search didn't. Security, while they had ATV's of their own and a chopper, couldn't see through the dense foliage from above. They searched until dark, but no one discovered the trail.

    "Sander's collar isn't registering, sir," a guard told Ben, when he located him in the hospital. "It's HERE, but the signal is random. Something is damaging it."

    "Figures," Ben growled, "Keep looking. And keep all the boys under house arrest, too! We don't want to lose anyone else!" He then turned to Knox. "How is he?"

    Timmy was in bed, heavily sedated. There was a tube up his rectum, and another up his urethra. There was also a tube coming from a fresh stoma on his right side. Knox was infusing something into him, muttering about tissue regrowth and cellular duplication and nerve damage. He waved Ben off. "Physically, I can repair the damage," Knox snarled, still angry over what had been done to the boy. "But there's extensive bruising and rupture to the prostate, burns in the urethra, and both rectal and bladder tearing. He's lost blood inside, and even with stem cell cultures, there's no way to know the extent of the nerve damage. That contraption Wong had shoved up in him just kept making him orgasm over and over, and the nerves aren't built for that. It also damaged his anal and urinary sphincters, and there's infection - he's septic as hell. All of that I can repair, in time, and with surgery and physical therapy, but...,"

    "But?" Ben asked.

    "He's probably ruined, Ben," Knox told him. "The psychological trauma from literally being pleasured to death, almost, is going to be bad. I'll be very surprised if he can even get near an intact man again, much less have intercourse. And if the nerves don't regenerate right, he'll be numb and incontinent for life. He won't even be able to feel pleasure. What I really need, Ben, is a fresh umbilical cord from a baby delivery to treat the damaged areas with. I've done a LOT of research into that, you know, especially with the nerve bundle transplants after nullifications."

    It wasn't funny, but everyone laughed. The chances for finding a pregnant woman in labor on San Carlos Island were very slim.

    "No more fuck for Timmy?" Lewie asked. The boy had refused to leave Ben's side, and Ben was happy to have him there. There was something comforting about him. Lewie was quietly crying, just sitting there holding Timmy's hand. He knew that Wong had done this to his friend, and he remembered how Wong had fucked him too. Hard. "Bad man," He muttered.

    "It's getting dark out," Knox observed, just as a guard burst in with Chris. Being Sander's roomie, Chris had been drafted by security to go and hunt down all of their secret hiding places. It had been very informative for the guards, but they hadn't found Sander. What they had found was a very groggy Hop Sing wanting to help, and the suicide note from Sander. Ben read it while Knox tended to Hop Sing, scanning him and drawing blood. He fed the bloody strip into his stand-along computer. "Just sedated, that's why I just left him in bed," Knox nodded. "He's fine, really."

    "He was raped by Wong," Hop Sing's collar spoke up. "Ben? You there? I still can't get video to work! All the cameras are still down!"

    "Keep on it, Tsu!" Ben snapped. Since exposing himself, Tsu had explained to Ben just WHO he was - the designer of the codes that ran the whole island. Ben had been more than happy to turn him totally loose in the system then, even procuring the best connection for him. Of course, when the computers had all shut down and dumped, Tsu had lost the link. However, as soon as the collars had first come back online, Hop Sing's chip had linked back into the network. He didn't tell Ben about THAT! "Any luck on Sander?" Ben added.

    "None, it's like he was never registered," Tsu replied.

    "Father?" Hop Sing mumbled, as Knox gave him a stimulant. They had to question him, and Hop Sing spilled it. He told them everything. What got everyone's attention, though, was the dark look on his face. Hop Sing was angry.

    "Son?"

    "Father, they took my brother Sander," Hop Sing said in a cold voice. "They hurt Timmy. And...and...HE raped me, father! He hurt me!"

    "I know, Q., we don't know how to find Sander. Wong wiped him from the database, totally. He's gone, son."

    "NO!" Hop Sing said defiantly, which gave them all pause again. "Sander would not write that note like that. Wong made him do it - I know it. Sander did not want to die anymore."

    "He's right," Chris surmised, "Hop was getting Sander over it, gettin' through to him. He's not suicidal."

    "So why the note?" Ben asked.

    "Bait," Chris reasoned. "Wong likes to hurt boys. He stole Sander. And he raped Hop Sing."

    "But why leave Hop Sing here?" Knox asked.

    Ben snapped his fingers. "Because he couldn't take him without being seen, he was in a well populated area. Wong knows the boy will follow him!"

    "But to where?" Tsu cut in. "We can't find him?!"

    "I can find him," Hop Sing nodded. "Sander has been gone a lot lately, sneaking out. He told me where he'd been going, to the far side of the island, sometimes all day, when Ben took him off duty. There's a high cliff and deep water there."

    "I know that place," Ben agreed, "But how do you know Wong will take him there?"

    "How can you get off the island and not been seen?" Chris asked. "Planes make noise and you can see them, even in the dark, radar would track them. Boats make noise, too. And there's a reef all around the island, too. We learned it in geography class here! But at that cliff, there's a hole in the reef."

    "Submarine!" Tsu exclaimed. "Would Delray have a sub?"

    "He can afford it," Ben nodded. "But will he wait for Hop Sing to show when he knows we're after him?"

    "He doesn't know," Tsu replied, "He thinks his software bug is foolproof, and he has no clue that I've accessed the system all along. He thinks he's got me cornered, but he's wrong. He'll wait until after dark just to be sure. And he wants...he wants...," but Tsu couldn't say it.

    "He wants ME," Hop Sing finished for him. "Father, I have to go."

    "You can't!" Ben exclaimed, "He'll take you and...and Delray...he...he's a monster, Hop! He'll kill you with what he does to boys!'

    "He will kill Sander if I do not go," Hop Sing declared.

    "And you think YOU can save him?" Knox asked, "This is nuts, Ben! He can't go!"

    "Father, will you be with me?" Hop Sing asked.

    "I will," Tsu assured him, but no one there had a clue as to how.

    "Ben, sir, I need clothes and boots, socks, a hat, bug spray, a light...," Hop Sing listed it all.

    "You're really going?" Ben asked, as a guard went to get the things.

    "He won't last, he's too tired from his day," Knox replied.

    "Get him an ATV, then," Ben snapped, "One with a tracker! Is the GPS system fully operational yet?"

    "Yes," Tsu confirmed. "You're almost back to 100%."

    "But how do we find HOP SING when Wong takes HIM?" Ben demanded.

    "Trust me," Tsu laughed, literally. "Trust me!"

    And so it was that Hop Sing, dressed as if for a safari, set off into the dark jungle - alone.

    "I'm coming, brother," he chanted like a mantra, following the trail that Sander had told only him about.

    Unknown to everyone, Tsu watched the GPS tracker that had locked onto the one-way chip implanted in Hop Sing's neck.

    It took the boy some time to arrive at the cliff, Sander's secret place. As he parked the ATV and got off, he called for Sander, wondering at how long it would have taken his friend to walk there and back. Probably all night, Hop Sing wondered.

    "Hello, Hop," the boy then heard Wong's voice answer him. "Glad you could make it, you stupid boy! And get a load of that outfit? What are you supposed to be? A safari guide?"

    "Why?" Hop Sing simply asked, as the last bit of love that he had for the man he called 'uncle' drained out of him. The sight of Sander's unconscious from, lying on the ground next to Wong's ATV, was too much for him.

    "Because someone wants him, and I wanted you," Wong replied flatly. "And if you think you were loved, boy, then you're more stupid that I thought!"

    "Give me back my friend," Hop Sing said.

    "No," Wong replied. "And since you came for him, which I knew you would, you can come with us!"

    "You wrote the note," Hop Sing said, "Sander would not have done that."

    "Very good," Wong nodded, as he advanced upon the boy. He wasted no time. In the darkness, Hop Sing didn't even see the stunner.

    "Stupid, lovely, stupid boy," Wong murmured, as he popped the green collars and tossed them into the sea. He knew very well that the GPS tracker would show that Hop Sing was now lying on the bottom of the ocean and that Sander was just plain GONE.

    He then bound the boy, and hauled the both of them down to the beach where they took an inflatable raft to the awaiting submarine.