Part 3
Along with Kolinka, the Princess Flyer was crewed by a quartet of outstanding beauties who all liked bikinis. She had three other guards, a Chinese beauty, a fiery Hispanic, and a gorgeous Irish lass. The pilot of the ship was an insanely beautiful Nubian princess who wore only a polka-dot white thong. But I digress...
They'd bandaged me up-- Gristle's bullet had just grazed me, and the worse damage was a 2nd degree burn from the gun barrel discharge. Kolika unfolded a map of the bay-- in fact, it was another copy of the same map I'd inherited from Mazli's research; but this time we were trying to pinpoint a different target.
'This is where the rowboat was docked,' I said. 'We took this shoreline drive for 5.6 miles to get there-- I watched the odometer.'
'The road twists so much, it's hard to say how far 5.6 miles is!' said Heidi.
'But we crossed two bridges,' I added. Thumbing a canal bridge on the map, I said 'This must've been the second one. But I don't see the first.'
'Look here,' said Kolika. 'This little road branches off from Shoreline Drive, and it has a bridge.'
'That makes sense,' I said.
'Now tell us everything you remember,' said Heidi, 'so we can pinpoint the exact house.'
...
Kolika guided the speedboat up to the dock. Heidi and I climbed out. We both were wearing dark clothing, and she wore a dark brown cap to conceal her blonde hair.
As we climbed up the slope, I felt like I was at about 80% of my fighting best. I could only hope that the Sig Sauer I had holstered at my side would make up for the rest.
Earlier, I'd argued with Heidi about going along. 'Since when do you have infantry training?' I'd asked. She said, 'I've picked up a few things here and there. Wanna try me?' The offer was quite inviting, considering how she looked in the tight, dark-colored jeans and sweatshirt. But it hardly mattered-- I couldn't lay a hand on her. She was too agile and fast. The real convincer was when she'd clutched my wrist, done a graceful piroette, and brought me crashing down onto the hardwood floor. Kolika had nodded her head in approval.
But now, in the inky darkness, I had second thoughts. I wanted to protect Heidi as much as I wanted to rescue Pam.
'I'll take the house,' I said. 'You take the garage-- flat tires all around, got it?' She nodded, and branched off to the right. I headed to the left and approached the house.
I'd done what I could earlier when the opportunity presented itself. While Thor was letting me watch Pam on the security screen, I'd studied the control panel as well. When he was momentarily distracted, I'd switched off the motion detectors and the perimeter alarm system. Had anyone noticed yet? I was about to find out.
Nothing went off as I crossed the darkness of the back yard. I scanned the lighted windows, and spotted Thor in the kitchen, commiserating with Evans over a bottle of wine. No sign of Monique or Pat.
I entered by a window that was remote from the kitchen, and began quietly searching the house. No one else was on the first floor. I carefully descended to the basement.
The faint aroma of Pam's perfume confirmed that I was on the right track. I began a stealth search, ears pricked for the slightest sound.
Down the hall, around the corner, I heard a door open, and footsteps coming towards me.
I retreated up the hall. I passed the stairwell. At the end of the hall I found a door opening into a dark room. The footsteps came closer, and I moved quickly behind a set of cabinets. I took up position in the shadows, where I had a vantage point to see most of the room. I lifted the Sauer from its holster.
Pam stumbled into the room, pushed by Monique, who followed behind her briskly and switched on the light.
Pam wore only a frilly white string bikini that rendered her almost naked. Monique was smartly outfitted in a karate jacket, its black belt cinched neatly around her trim waist. Her trim, athletic legs were revealed fetchingly below the jacket.
'Hurry along, child-- we haven't much time.' She took Pam by the arm and shoved her over towards a table by the side of the room.
'You will assist me with a focusing exercise. Place that ceramic brick so it rests on top of the prongs.'
Pam took the heavy brick from the table, and placed it lengthwise on top of the metal studs indicated.
Monique stood silently in front of the setup, falling into a deep meditation. Then, suddenly, her right arm shot up, and she sliced downward with the edge of her hand and struck the brick. The brick shattered in two.
Monique smiled at Pam. 'Now I want you to pick up that wooden plank and hold it in front of you.'
Pam obeyed, and held the thick board at shoulder level as instructed. 'Hold it firmly, dear,' said Monique. 'Don't be nervous.'
Without hesitation this time, Monique shot out her left arm and struck at the plank, severing it in two. The blow was so neatly executed that it didn't even jar the wood out of Pam's hands. She stood there, holding the two pieces.
Monique held up her hands and examined them, smiling with satisfaction at the deadly weapons. Then she looked at Pam and gestured to her.
'Alright, dear, come here. I'm going to undress you again.'
Pam whimpered and backed away.
Monique tilted her head and smiled. 'I might as well tell you. Your husband hasn't returned, and neither has Mr. Grisaille. I'm afraid our security in staying here has become rather tenuous. We must depart tonight, and you, my dear, must be eliminated as a problem.'
She stepped towards Pam. 'But before I take care of that, I wanted to keep up my end of the bargain with your husband. He failed in his mission, so as I promised, I'm going to destroy your body. It's nothing personal, my dear, but it's a business necessity that I make an example out of you. Now if you'll just cooperate, I'll tie you down and we can get started. The procedure should only take about an hour...'
Pam screamed and threw the fragments of plank at Monique. The redhead easily struck them aside, laughing. Pam fled to the far corner of the room.
I raised the Sauer, and was about to make my move. But then a voice came from an intercom on the wall-- 'Monique, this is Thor-- pick up!'
Monique sighed and went to the intercom. 'Yes?'
'Evans and I have something you'll want to look at, dear. Right away, please.'
'Ok,' said Monique.
She glanced at Pam regretfully. 'A momentary reprieve for you,' she said. 'Have patience, I won't be long.' Smiling, she went out the door and locked it from the other side. Then I could hear her footsteps receding.
Pam collapsed against the wall, her face buried in her hands, quietly sobbing. I stepped into the light. 'Hey-- it's me...'
She wheeled around in surprise. 'WARD!' she shouted. She ran over to me, and I put a comforting arm on her shoulder.
'Come on-- lets get you out of here!'
I pulled out the lock picks and began working on the door. 'Are you ok?' I asked.
'That bitch! She reminds me of my Aunt Gertrude! I'd give anything to learn karate, just so I could pop her one!'
'That's the spirit,' I said.
I carefully opened the door and led the way, gun drawn. But we met no one in the basement, on the stairs, or on the first floor, and we got to the window and out onto the grounds undetected. We ran silently down to the beach. Because of the sharp rocks near the dock, Pam let me carry her the rest of the way, and I deposited her in the speed boat. Kolika threw a jacket over Pam's near-nakedness.
'Where's Heidi?' I whispered to Kolika.
'She's still up there,' replied the Hawaiian beauty. 'I'll go back for her!'
'No, this is my party,' I said. 'You stay here with Pam. In twenty minutes, pull out and leave, with or without us.'
...
I ascended the slope again, filled this time with an ominous dread. I understood now why Monique had been called away-- Heidi had been captured!
there was no one at the garage. The tires hadn't been touched.
I proceeded from there to the house.
I couldn't see any signs of life. I belly-crawled to a darkened window and entered the house.
I was in a familiar room, and when I turned my head I figured it out-- gleaming in the darkness was the house security station Thor had shown me earlier. It was unattended, and I quickly realized that here was a way to scan the entire complex in a matter of seconds!
I clicked through a series of views of empty rooms. Then suddenly the screen filled with a shot of Monique, now dressed in jeans and a green shirt, rushing down the basement hall. I knew what she'd find.
Then I found the room where I'd first been taken when I was brought here. There were three people standing within camera range-- Thor and Evans, both pointing guns at Heidi!
I settled down close to the floor, so I could watch the scene while remaining inconspicuous if anyone should happen into the room.
Just then, Monique showed up at the door, returning from checking on her prisoner in the basement. 'He's been here and gone!' she declared. 'Took our pretty captive with him! It's a good thing we have another shapely young beauty to take her place!' She smiled at Heidi.
'Mr. Samuels is probably still on the grounds somewhere,' said Thor. 'Evans, give the house a thorough search. If you find him or the girl, kill them.'
'Don't waste your time,' said Heidi. 'Max is long gone!' Evans looked at Thor, who nodded. Then the taciturn thug left the room.
'We don't tolerate liars around here, young lady,' said Monique. 'Speaking of which, I have a hard time believing that the Pearl of the East would allow herself to be captured so easily. After all our plans to wrest you away from that fortress-ship of yours, and you turn up unarmed in our back yard?'
'What are you complaining about? asked Heidi. 'You've got what you want now. And I've managed to return a favor to an old friend who saved my life once.'
'Ha! Ha! Ha! laughed Monique. 'So sentimental! Is THIS the Pearl of the East I've heard so much about? The showgirl who danced her way into the hearts of statemen, diplomats, and bureaucrats alike? The double- and triple-agent who's parlayed her sexual prowess into an encyclopedia of state secrets as formidable as any Mata Hari ever collected?'
Monique's nostrils flared, and her expression darkened. 'Is this the little sneak who crushed the Stenratt Terrorist Network? The little tramp who destroyed my father's career?'
Heidi looked apprehensive. 'What are you going to do with me?'
Monique went over to a collection of CDs and selected a disk. 'For the moment,' she said, 'we are merely going to prepare you for transport. And sience we have to wait anyway for Evans to perform his pest-control duties, it is only fitting that we should have some entertainment. I think this selection will prove excellent background music-- for a striptease!'
She started the music playing.
She turned to Heidi and smiled. 'Alright, sweetheart, remove that outfit-- but don't make any sudden moves. I think you've had sufficient practice in disrobing slowly before an audience, haven't you, my dear?'
I knew I shouldn't be watching this. But I couldn't tear myself away. As Heidi began, merely unlacing and removing her shoes and socks, the atmosphere was palpably erotic.
Heidi started peeling up her sweatshirt from the waist. She was in fact behaving like a performer, her hips swaying slightly to the right and left in time to the music. Was it just force of habit for her, or was she trying to use her body to play to Thor's sympathy-- or Monique's? When she pulled the garmet up and over her head, her breasts where revealed in a blood-red bra. They jutted out from her chest in a fearsome display of feminine carnality.
Heidi removed her brown cap, and her golden tresses came cascading down over her shoulders. Then she turned around, swaying her wide hips and showing Monique, and the camera, her enticing behind.
She undid her belt and began pulling down the jeans. She was wearing a frilly little undergarment that arched up over the curves of her firm, round buttocks. Turning to the sided, she stepped out of the jeans, the magnificent long thighs of her bending legs displayed to startling effect.
One of the most beautiful women in the world, she endured the cold inspection of the older redheaded woman.
'Now the rest, please,' said Monique.
Heidi glanced at Thor, but saw no sympathy there, only a raised gun. She proceeded to undo the shoulder straps of her bra, and let them dangle down over the crest of her gorgeous large breasts. She bent her arms behind her and slowly undid the clasp, then pulled the bra forward, dumping her released teets out. They sagged down upon her chest, still jutting magnificently and rocking from side to side with her every movement.
She looked at Monique, who nodded with satisfaction for her to continue. Fear in her eyes, Heidi pulled down the frilly red panties, revealing her trimmed, naturally blonde bush. She bent over to remove them, betraying the immensity of her breasts in a hanging posture, and the pleasing roundness of her naked rump.
'Cross your wrists behind your neck, sweetheart. Back arched. That's right, make yourself pretty for us.' Monique's instructions dripped with sarcasm. 'Now turn around, slowly, so we can get a good look at you.'
Heidi kept her arms over her head, and turned slowly. 'Mmmm...' said Monique as Heidi's buttocks came into view, 'lovely, very lovely...'
When Heidi was facing them again, Monique turned and opened the drawer of a cabinet. She took out a shiny pair of crome-plated handcuffs. 'Come here, dear,' she said casually. She watched as Heidi approached her. 'Now turn around, sweetheart,' she said, and Heidi complied, presenting her naked back to the older woman.
Monique took Heidi's right arm and pulled it back. In the quiet room the 'click' of the handcuff could be heard. Monique then grasped Heidi's left arm and twisted it behind her. Another 'click.' Heidi tested the handcuffs, her eyes widening at the certainty of their having been locked upon her.
Monique moved to the side of the frightened girl and placed an arm affectionately around her. She raised a hand and brushed some hair away from Heidi's face, and smiled at her warmly. Then she began speaking in a calm, reassuring tone.
'Please try to relax, dear. I don't want you to be frightened. I have no intension of hurting you, or trying to setting any old scores with you. I simply want to help you adapt to your new life as my little songbird. My pretty little songbird.
'I know it will be difficult at first. You will want to rebel, and I will have to persuade you, patiently but firmly, that rebellion is out of the question. And while at first it may seem impossible for you to accept your new life, in hardly any time at all, it will become impossible for you to question it.
'Indeed, at first you will think of me as your worst nightmare. Considering the things that I plan to do to you, this is completely understandable and expected. But that feeling will pass, and soon you will come to depend on me in an innocent, childlike way. And, strangely enough, another transformation will occur. Hard as it may be to comprehend, you will come to love me, and to be devoted to me, and feel no greater contentment than when I permit you to kiss me.
'Nor should you be bitter about this prospect, because I in turn will feel a great deal of affection for you. In fact, I already love you. I love that wonderful mind you have. I love all the beautiful little secrets that I will make you whisper to me, and I love the money and power that I will have when I know those secrets. You're going to be my beautiful little songbird, and I'm going to make a fortune off of you.
'I also love the fact that we have between us that quaint little bit of unfinished business, and that I have a gratifying opportunity now to bring about a satisfactory closure. My triumph over you now is complete, and I will enjoy having the last laugh, at your exorbitant expense, for as long as I keep you alive!
'But you need not be concerned about your physical well-being, my dear. Because I also love your flesh. I'm going to keep you beautiful and healthy and well-fed, safe in the happy little bird-cage I have planned for you. I'm going to possess you forever as my beautiful little bird. I'm going to derive exquisite enjoyment from your body, and will maintain an solicitous interest in your personality. Or, that is to say, the quivering shreads of personality you will have left after I'm finished with you.'
She stroked her fingertips across Heidi's nipples, and cupped an enormous breast in her hand. 'You certainly are a magnificent specimen of womanhood, my dear,' complimented Monique. 'You know, Thor,' she added, 'when I see genitalia as well developed as these, I can't help but wonder how well they will conduct electricity!'
Heidi turned quite pale at this remark. Monique studied her with sparking eyes.
As I watched, I'd kept down, out of sight behind the nearby desk. My caution had paid off, because suddenly the lights in the room came on. I heard someone moving towards me, but I kept perfectly still in my concealed position, my right hand holding the Sauer.
Evans walked up to the security station and began checking it. He was only inches away from me.
He must have heard me at the last second as I swung the handle of the Sauer down on his head, because he dodged to the side. The gun bashed him on his right ear and went flying out of my hand. The blow wasn't enough to take him out, and he staggered forward and fell against the security station.
I quickly locked a choke hold on him, and pulled him down to the ground. He was too dangerous to let live...
When I was finished, I looked up at the monitor. The room where Monique, Thor, and Heidi had stood was now empty. I picked up the Sauer and went after them.
...
I found them leaving the house and moving along the driveway towards the garage.
'Shouldn't we wait for Evans?' Thor was asking.
'No,' replied Monique. 'I can smell death in the air, and the quiet of the night speaks volumes.'
I approached in the shadows, my gun raised. But as I got closer I could see that Monique was grasping Heidi firmly and had a gun aimed into the naked woman's chest. I couldn't risk an ambush.
Suddenly Heidi cried out, 'No! Don't take me in that garage! There's rats in there! I'm barefoot!'
Monique laughed. 'Afraid of rats, my little songbird? We'll have to remember that, won't we? Thor, would you go get the van? I don't want my pretty friend to suffer any rat bites!' Thor continued on into the dark garage.
I moved forward cautiously. I had only moments before they made their getaway, taking Heidi with them...
'Mr. Samuel!' Monique called out. 'I know you're out there. I'd like to thank you for disposing of Evans for us, but I warn you to proceed no further-- I can put a bullet in your dear old friend's chest before you can do anything about it. It's a wise man who knows when to...'
A flash and a thunderous roar came from the garage. When I looked in that direction, the entire structure was in flames, and debris was strewn all about it. A car bomb! Instead of slitting the tires, Heidi had rigged the van with a car bomb!
In that same dumbstruck instant, Heidi twisted away from Monique, then high-kicked a jab to her face that sent her reeling. Heidi made a dash for it.
I ran forward out of the shadows and pointed the gun at Monique. 'Stop where you are!' I shouted.
Monique saw me and turned her gun towards me. I pulled off a shot that knocked the gun out of her hand. 'Ohhh!!' she cried out, and bent over, clutching her wounded hand.
But I underestimated her. I kept the gun pointed at her, but came too close. She sprang forward as lightning-quick as a rattlesnake, and knocked the gun out of my hand. I swang on her, but she blocked my attacks effortlessly with her injured arm. Then she kicked my legs out from under me, and I was on all fours in front of her.
I braced myself. I knew the moves and counter moves, but I wasn't nearly as fast as the demonic redhead. She poised herself over me, preparing to take another life, her eyes gleaming...
Then three shots rang out, and Monique was torn from the air and strewn across the pavement.
I looked over and saw Heidi crouching in the grass, her gun clutched in her manacled hands behind her back.
'Nice shooting!' I said.
'C-could you check her? And see if she has the keys to these things!'
Monique was dead, alright. I found a set of keys in her pocket, and went over to Heidi.
As I tried keys to unlock her, she explained. 'I hid my '45 over by this bush. I was laying a trap for them all along-- although I don't think it would've worked if you hadn't distracted Monique for a few seconds.'
'It worked just fine, thanks!' I said. I found a key that unlocked the handcuffs. 'There you go.'
Heidi got to her feet and rubbed her wrists. 'Here, let me give you my sweatshirt to wear,' I said.
She laughed. 'Max, dear, I'm the last person to be embarrased about being barenaked! Let's hurry back-- my mistress will be anxious!'
'You mean Kolika?'
Heidi nodded. 'She changed my life-- I literally worship the ground she walks on! But don't let that put you off-- she has no objection to sharing me with my other lovers. In fact, Max, have you ever done it with two women before?'
'Not often,' I responded, my voice trembling but in control.
'Well, then...'
'Heidi, dear, I don't know what to say...'
Her brow furrowed. 'You're on a mission, aren't you?'
'I just have to tie up some loose ends with it.'
She stopped and turned towards me, and reached up and put her arms around my neck. She pulled me down to her, and pushed those sweet, soft breasts into me. She lifted her face to mine, and I stood there, holding and kissing the most beautiful naked woman on the planet.
...
Heidi and Kolika dropped us off at the dock next door to our hotel room. I watched them ride off, Heidi turning back to look at me from the boat. Would I ever see her again? If I tried to track her down, would I find her?
Pam and I went back to the hotel room, hardly saying a word. I was so tired from the past 24 hours that I could barely put one foot in front of the other. The last thing I remembered was drawing the shades to keep the rising sun from coming into the room.
When I awoke it was early afternoon. I saw that Pam was already up, and was eating a breakfast tray brought up by room service. She glanced at me as I staggered towards the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, and took a long hot shower. While I was soaking, I began to daydream about Heidi kneeling and kissing Kolika's feet. This was a mistake, and I ended up having to turn the hot water off and finish up with just the cold water. Shivering, I patted myself down with the towel, and gingerly forced on a pair of swim trunks. Then I went out to greet what the new day would bring.
'I ordered for you,' said Pam. 'I hope it's still warm.' I smiled. 'I'm so hungry I could eat... well, lets say I could eat something a lot more disgusting than cold eggs.' I tried them. 'Hmmm... good.'
She watched me while I ate, which ended up making me nervous. I took a sip of coffee. 'Well,' I said, 'I guess this will be our last meal together!'
'Why do you say that?' asked Pam.
'You kidding? After what you've been through?'
'But the Wallaces aren't coming here until tommorrow! Don't tell me you're chickening out!'
I thought of reaching for the stationary pad to answer her, but decided, the hell with it. I held up my hands. 'My mistake! Forget I even mentioned it.'
As I continued eating, she said, 'As a matter of fact, I think we need to concentrate on doing the best possible job of fooling everybody. I've been thinking about it, and I feel you need to be much, much more convincing when we're out in public.'
'Brrr!' I thought, but said nothing.
'In fact, it occured to me that what you need is some practice. What we should do is perform some rehearsals before going out there again.'
I was about to grab the last piece of toast when she reached over and put the plate to one side. 'Would you stop feeding your face and listen to me?' she said.
I looked up and gazed into that lovely, dark-tanned face that looked like a beautiful gypsy woman's... and I forgot all about that last piece of toast.
'I'm particularly concerned about the kissing,' she explained, her serious, penetrating eyes scaring the heck out of me. 'I think it's important that we spend the next few hours practicing. I don't want to be seen in public with you until I'm absolutely certain that you've got it RIGHT!'
She got up from her chair and walked around the table to stand next to me. 'Would you move your chair out, please?' she said. I nervously pulled the chair out so I was sitting there facing her.
She undid the front of her nightgown, then pulled it off her shoulders and let it drop. Her beautiful naked body was unveiled before me in all its voluptuous, nubile glory.
She put her finger under my chin and lifted it so I was looking into her face. Then she slowly settled down onto my lap, our eyes locked. She put her arms gently around my neck, and lowered her face to mine.
'Lesson number one...' she whispered.
The End.