Esha's Revenge


**WARNING**
This story contains descriptions of non-consensual sex, rape, 
bondage, anal sex, girl-girl content, etc..If you do not like 
this material, read no further.

This story is, like many other stories posted throughout
this website, is an inspired development/sequel/etc.
of one written years before by another author.
This story is based on the story and characters of 
"Esha the Thief', circa 1997.

Chapter 4 
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She stood like a dark, ominous, shapely statue as she watched the 
moonlit mansion across the road, never swaying or stirring even as the 
fall breezes blew like blasts of chilling water smashing into the shore. 
From under her fedora,  Esha glared intensely, the hate flowing through
her. Carefully eyeballing the structure to see if anything had outwardly
changed, it seemed just as it was on that night long ago.
Her long overcoat waved in the wind like a gray flag, flapping angrily 
as the ragingly horny former had-been thief sprouted a wicked smile.
The ominous shapely statue become two as the raven-haired amazon who Esha
considered her closest friend stealthily appeared beside her.  
"Wake up, girlfriend.  You ready?" "I've never been so ready." The two vixens
each keyed a miniature transceiver arranged in what looked like nothing
more than a telephone-headset mike boom attached to a small earplug.  
"One's up." "Two's up."  A voice came back.  "Okay, girls synchronize watches...
now.  On my mark, the clock will start, you will have eight hours.  When
you're done, just walk out and leave the door open.  We'll stay with you
until things are under control; when you've got things in hand, just say
'under control, signing off.'  We'll reply and break the connection." "Got it."

Esha growled under her breath like a tiger about to pounce.  This was it.
The night she'd been waiting more than another thousand nights for.  She turned to Ally.  
"You sure you want to do this? None of these people is the one you're after." 
"You've done me a good turn, Esha.  One of the best a friend would do.  Besides, I know 
you'll enjoy helping me work over my old girlfriend when we find her.  I'll teach her
to cry 'rape.'  She'll learn what the word means, between the two of us. I'm
in like Flynn, fuck-buddy.  Let's go get some!" Keying their earplugs once
again, each heard a soft 'squeep-squeep' in return.  The entire area was
plunged into darkness as the support agents in a surveillance van nearby
stroked a computer keyboard, placing a five minute shutdown cycle into the power
company's computers,powering off a three block radius around the Birmingham
property, being sure that the power to the Birmingham grounds was cut while leaving
the house appropriately lit.  A private party was scheulded for tonight, just Mad Maddy
Birmingham, her daughter, and the four sexpot friends of her innermost circle.  No one
knew just what the event was; but the grapevine had it they were taking advantage of
a visit home by Ursula, now nineteen and enrolled in a major university on the other
side of the country.  Whatever their plans, the Birmingham sextet musn't be disturbed
by a power outage.  The strike team wanted every advantage to get through the outside security
system Mad Maddy B had put in place after Esha's break-in three years before. She'd even changed
the old wrought iron fence, so easy to slip through, having it torn down and building a brick
wall around her property, forsaking looks for security.  No one would
ever interrupt their private parties again (or so she tought); no matter that it might
keep out any other well stacked amazon thieves (not that there WERE hardly any others) 
they could otherwise capture and abuse. But, if the house lost power, their suspicions would be aroused
and they'd stay on alert for too long a time to be taken advantage of.
 
Unfortunately, on this night, by a quarter to eleven, only two of the innermost
foursome had arrived. Linda Brightstar and Sophia Escobar, for unexplained reasons,
while having RSVPed, had inexplicably stayed away.  Belinda Carmichael had arrived just before
nine, while Lady Marcia Tantum had arrived fashionably late (as usual), at nearly ten. Almost
an hour later, with the operation timeline start time minutes away, the remaining guests 
had been reported to be snugged down for the night at home, no reasons given to their friend and
hostess of the night for their last minute cancellations. Unfortunately, this secret operation,
to be kept as quiet as possible, had taken only the absolute necessity of resources and manpower
to back up the duo's entry to the property of the 'untouchable' Mad Maddy Birmingham.  
As h-hour approached, rather than wait to take all six at once, the op would go forward as
planned.  Another such opportunity might not arise for months.  The missing pair would have
to be taken later.  They weren't the highest priority, anyway.  The primary target was all
that mattered.    

As the darkness settled in, all that could be seen were the lights on the 
top floor of the manor house.  The rest of the house was dark.  The clock was now
running. Quickly the duo ran, silently, fluidly, from the alley down the street from the manse 
to the wall surrounding the grounds.  Catlike, Esha boosted her friend up to the top, where Ally
reached down and grabbed her.  Springing, Esha mounted the wall, and they dropped silently
to the lawn below.  Crossing the grounds, they made for the heavy wooden patio door at the 
rear of the house,where forsaking style for speed, Esha extracted something from the pocket of her coat. 
A tool of the trade, Esha's electronic card reader quickly defeated the lock.  "Cheese, Ally.
This bitch worried so much about outside security; but she never gave
a thought to the house." "Well, why should she? Up until now, if or when they
got over the fence, they got a hell of a rude awakening.  From their
perspective, one hell of a lot better than deadbolts or a Doberman."
"Don't remind me." In less than two minutes, from start to finish, 
Esha and Ally were in and ready to dish it out.  Sqeep Squeep, they signaled their control that 
they were in. 

As they prowled to the front of the house, they could see the lights of the surrounding
area coming back on.  Within the 'B-side' house, as their control liked to call it, all was 
dark.  "You know, it's awful quiet around here," Ally whispered into her mic.
"The intel was that these four were having a private party tonight."
"A private party indeed." Esha replied.  "THEIR kind of party.  Let's just
hope it's not in our honor. Keep on your toes, they could be anywhere. Hey,
stud, looking for a good time?" Esha directed the last at the guy monitoring
their progress from the van via heat monitoring systems.  "I've got you...
We're looking...All four are in the house...looks to me like they're all
playing up in the master bedroom.  No signs of heat warm enough to be
body temperatures in any of the playrooms, still scanning...nobody else
in the house but the two of you.  They're all upstairs, engrossed in play."
"You've gotta be kidding! This is almost too easy!" whispered Ally.  
"Personally, babe, I'll take easy.  You dream about scores this easy.  
And like he said, they're upstairs.  Once they start to play, you can walk up
on them before they knew where you came from.  Just DON'T let them get
the drop on YOU."  "Believe me, I won't.  I like the dominant role, thank you."
"You like it when I get the drop on YOU.." Esha replied. "Because I let you" Ally came
back. "You, fuck buddy, get into MY ass when I'm good and itchy for it.  Don't forget, I taught
you more than you ever knew before you met me." "You can say that again,
dildo gal-pal." "Cut the chatter, you two" came over their earphones.
"Keep moving."  They'd already prowled up to the second floor, quietly
slinking toward the third and the master bedroom, where they'd find their prey.
"You know, that sounds like a winning combination.  Fuck-buddy and Dildo Gal-Pal.
Kinda like Batman and Robin, or Scooby-Doo and Shaggy" came back over the link.
"Stud, you read too many comic books" Esha shot back.  Up the stairs
to the third flor.  Down the long main hallway, left down another one, 
into C wing.  At the end of the corridor they paused.  Noises of pleasure
came through the door at the far end.  "There they all are, engrossed in..
whoever they're doing" whispered in their ears.  The duo drew back to the
sides of the hallway entrance.  "They're so into whoever they wouldn't notice
if the world came to an end." "You sure they didn't notice when the power
in the area around went out?" "Nobody was looking out a window at the time,
that I can say for sure" their control shot back. "Since we didn't cut power to the house, 
they couldn't have, that's for sure.  The only question left is who the one getting it is."
"Roger.  Okay, babe, let's get in position."  The pair drew 9mm Beretta 93R(s)
from hip holsters they had under their coats.  From their pockets they drew
silencers and attached them.  The Berettas were loaded not with lead slugs;
but with plastic capsules that contained a powerful sedative, that would
put the person shot with it out like a light for an hour.  More than enough
time to get the foursome into playrooms and get them into position.
Silently, they slunk to the door of the bedroom.  In a few moments, the four
would be under their control. The house would be theirs, and Esha would have
almost seven hours of sweet revenge once their victims began to wake.  Her playtime, 
and her hated enemy's horror, was about to begin. Whimpering could be heard from the master bedroom, 
obviously the someone being severly reamed.  Esha had a good idea who it was. 

"Mommy Nooooooo!!!" SMACK! "Shut up, you little whore" her mother hissed at her.  "The one thing I thought 
I drilled into you was keep our private affairs PRIVATE! Your college IS NOT in one of MY cities, you know.  
I DON'T have controlling interests out there.  But Nooo. You had to try and re-create my circle, your way, in
a town I..DON'T...OWN.  You came TOO fucking close to compromising everything I'VE worked to build.  
Out there, you're one more prim little princess. You CAN NOT carry on like you run things, like you did when you were 
in high school. You think you've gotten lessons from me before..now you're gonna learn a NEW use for our favorite toy." 
Sounds of wrestling could be heard.  "Hold her down." "Oww! She bit me!" "Stop struggling, you forget we KNOW how
to pin you down." "UH. There.  Now she's READY." "Spread her cheeks." "OOOOHOOHOOHHOOOOH! NNNOOOOOO-HO-HO! NO! NO! NOT THERE!
DON'T MAKE ME! MOMMEE PLEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAASSSSE!!!!! NOT UP MY ASS!!!I'LL DO ANYTHING!! I'LL BE GOOD!! DON'T DO THAAATTT!! 
OW! OW! Ah!AH! AAAAAAAHHH!!TAKE IT OUT, MOMMY, PLEASE! IT HURTS!!!  MOMMY STOH-HUH-HAAHPP! IT'S TOO BIG! TAKE IT OUT OF
MY BOTTOM, MOMMEE, PLEEEASE!!" "I warned you, young lady.  I told you, when you act like that outside 
of MY town, that's called showing your ass.  And when you show your ass, everyone's going to take it 
as an invitation to stuff something up it! And THEN: when YOU show YOUR ass, YOU'RE showing MINE.  You showed mine
for the LAST TIME. You knew this would happen if you did it again, and you still went and showed my ass
anyway.  You knew what you were doing.  You don't care what you do to my reputation.  Now, you're gonna get the punishment 
I told you you'd get. Your favorite fuck toy gets to take your anal virginity away. The HARD WAY." "MOMMEEEEEE!! NOOOOOOOO!!
Take it out, TAKE IT OUT!!" "Oh, yeah, look at that little slut take it.  She loves it.  Cmon, you little bitch.  
You're gonna take it All" came another voice. 'But not from you, bitch, Esha thought. From me.'  
She looked at Ally.  Ally nodded.  BLAMMMM!!! Esha put a booted foot through the door, slamming it open hard enough to 
hit the wall.  "We'll take over from here, ladies.  Everyone freeze. Right where you are.  That's right.  
Don't move a muscle or you're dead." 'I'll freak them out a little' Esh thought. 'Better they don't know 
what awaits them just yet'  There they were, the four tormentors she remembered of the six.  
Lady Tantum, who'd been the one to stay in her ass all night, with her raven-colored pageboy and lithe body, six feet even.  
She'd be dwarfed by the two amazons who'd broken in. Esha'd gotten a lick in up HER ass before.  Now, she was going to make
Tantum's last encounter with her pale by comparison.   Belinda Carmichael, red-headed, 5'10", taut and trim 
with jugs that were obviously too big for her frame.  And Mad.  The Mad Madeline.  Bitch of them all, with her blond
shag cut and pert tits sitting high on her 6'1" frame.  Hard to tell by looking that she'd given birth to the 
young woman being held down.  She was in her late 50s, and didn't look a day over 30.  Esha was going to 
take ol'Trigger and spend hours slamming it up Mad's ass without the pleasure of lube.
And tied down on the bed, Ursula, now 19, with her tiny 5'5" body and long raven hair, being
disciplined with ol'Trigger himself, the very dildo she'd been wearing when Esha had first seen her.
Ursula had raped her pussy well with that horse cock.  Esha got wetter, remembering when she'd taken 
the little bitch in return.  Trigger could be seen sticking out of Ursula's behind, having been 
pushed up her ass about 5 inches thus far.  Remembering her mother's penchant for making people take a hard
ride up the dirt road, she was somewhat amazed that Ursula was just now getting it there for the first time.  

"Very nice, ladies" said Ally. "I'm glad you're all having SUCH a good time.  However, our common acquaintance
would like a few words." As the four gaped at the intruding twosome, their eyes bugged out as they
recognized the blond amazon who'd broken in and been broken by them three years before.  All of them
got the word "YOU!" out almost as one.  "That's right.  Me.  The thief you raped within an inch of her life.
You thought you broke me, didn't you? Well, as you can see, I'm back...with a vengeance.  Tonight is the 
first horrible night of the rest of your miserable fucking lives."  Mad screamed in anger and lunged toward Esha.  
With a soft cough, Esha's gun spat fire once.  The paralytic compound capsule splatted against 
Mad and left a spot of dust.  Unable to move, Mad gaped at the duo for a second before falling on her
face, out cold.  The sound of her thumping onto the mattress was followed by the sound of her bowels and
bladder releasing.  "She's not dead, ladies.  This gun contains a powerful sedative, as you can see.
Any comments? Good." Esha's gun coughed again, as did Ally's, once.  More paralyzing agent put Belinda and
Lady Tantum to sleep.  

"What'd you do to them?" Ursula screamed.  "I'm gonna kill you! You bitch!" "Now, is that the way to talk
to someone who's going to let you up?" Esha grabbed hold up the monster dildo still lodged up Urusula's
rear end and pulled.  "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!" BITCH!" Esha slammed a knee
in her back.  "Unhook 'er, dildo gal-pal." "No sooner said than done, fuck-buddy!" They unhooked the leather cuffs
spread-eagling Ursula on the bed from the restraints holding them in place, quickly hooking the cuffs together
so Ursula still couldn't move.  They rolled her over.  "Well, aren't ya gonna let me up?" "Sorry, I changed my mind.
Little bitch princess brat." COUGH. Ursula got her dose of the sedative.  Esha held up her weapon, and blew at it like
like the old time movie stars blowing smoke from the barrel.  Instead of blowing smoke, residue of the chemicals
fired was blown clear.  Esha unscrewed the silencer and holstered her weapon, with Ally doing likewise.  "Aww, look at 'em.
Sleeping like babies." "Babies with dirty bottoms."  'Yeah, what about that." "Just a side effect.  Icing on the cake
as far as I'm concerned.  We'll just make sure we don't get any on us." "Icing, huh?" "Yep.  And their assholes are the
cake.  Additional pain with the chafing their shit'll add to the rammings they're gonna get. Stud, you read?" "Loud and clear.."
"Don't say it, you don't get to call me that.  Only she does." "Right. " "Situation under control.  We'll call when we
have them secured." "Roger." She looked at Ally.  "Playtime! The redhead in room 1, your clone in 2, bitch Mad in 3,
and this little butt-slut in 4."

Inside of 30 minutes, each of Esha's former tormentors had been carried to one of Mad's rumpus rooms, and then
bound just as Esha had been: Hands cuffed in bondage handcuffs behind their backs, their links run through a chain hanging
from a support beam, their feet shackled together with more leather manacles chained with ten gauge steel, locked 
together through a ring in the floor, preventing them from moving their legs. Chained in a bent over position with 
everything showing, their bondage allowed for easy access to their dirtied asses.  All the soon to be federal prisoners 
now secured, with absolutely no way to escape, bound as they were, Esha knew it was time to make the final call. 
"Stud, One's up. All Secure."  "Good work, Esha.  You listening,Ally?" "I'm all ears."  "Okay, girls, we're going to step 
back now.  We can't be officially involved between now and when you leave.  You're on your own from now until 6 in the 
morning, approximately seven hours from .......now. Be sure you're gone when we get there. Snoop around a little before 
you start to play, find yourselves some nice things.  Any stash spots you find, leave them open.  Don't be too greedy, 
but don't worry.  We know there's millions, hell, billions more there than you'd be able to cart away.  
If you don't call again before you leave, it's been a pleasure working with you.  Remember, you're free
women now.  If you want more work at some time in the future, just say yes now, and we'll call when we need you." 
"Yes!" came from both sets of lips.  "You two are gonna make one of our GREAT smash teams.  That's all for now, 
you know how to reach us, tonight and anytime after. Out." 

"Okay, we've got about another 30 minutes before they start coming around.  If we give them another 30 after that to wake up and 
realize where they are..." "Not that much.  Don't want to give 'em too MUCH time, what if they've got some trick up
their sleeves?" "We're fucked if I'm wrong and they do; but I've considered every angle and from where I stand, they can't.
They're in no position to move one single fucking inch.  Believe me..I know." "Yeah. I guess you would."  "Well, it'll come
in handy when it's you're friend we're after, huh? Let's go shopping, We'll have 5 and a half hours to do them all if we
leave 30 minutes before the timeline ends. Gives us 90 minutes to disappear before they raid this joint, with probably another
30 minutes for the boys in black to find them, call for the boys in blue and wait for them to arrive.  About a two hour
window before the cops start looking. Well, let's get rich!" "Right behind you." For the next 45 minutes, Esha and Ally tore 
the house apart, opening every nook and cranny they could find, taking the Birmingham's smaller stashes of jewels and cash. 
When they were done, each one taken themselves two pockets full of diamands and other precious stones, as well as as many 
stacks of banded $100 bills as they could stuff in the other pockets of their coats.  When they returned to room three to 
brutalize Mad, they had almost $10 million apiece.  They knew that in the more obvious spots, which they'd left for the feds, 
there was at least 20 times that much, and heaven knew just what was in the main safe in the first floor parlor and the vault 
in the basement.  

When they returned to room three, Mad was just starting to come around. Esha told Ally "You first, me second.  We'll take
each in turn, and I'll leave them with something they'll never forget."   