Working At It, But Delayed

No, I haven't forgotten about you all.  I'm working very hard to get to a point in my life where I'll have more time to write.  I'm anxious to get there.  The funny thing is, the closer I get to that point, the less time I seem to have to write anything.  And my mind is still full of stories I want to write. 

The bottom line is that I'll be posting very sporadically for the next month or more.  Things are what they are.  But no, I haven't forgotten about you.  Please bear with me.

Karen

Monsters - Chapter 30 – Not So Sweet Abduction – Part 2 of 2

Monsters

By Karen Singer

Chapter 30 – Not So Sweet Abduction – Part 2 of 2

“Mister…um….  Please forgive me for not using your last name,” Janice said to the well-dressed gentleman who had just arrived at the mansion.

“That’s quite alright, ma’am,” Vinny replied.  “I prefer people to just call me Vinny.  No Mister in front of it or anything, just Vinny.  And this is my friend Sammy,” Vinny told the woman, one of two on the front steps of the place.  The other was a Chinese looking woman, and there as a Chinese man with them as well.

Janice nodded.  “Very well…Vinny.  It is much easier.”

Susan stepped forward.  “And I’m Susan Wu,” she told the two men.  “And this is my father, the head of Wu Enterprises.  You can just call him, Mr. Wu please.”

“The head!” Vinny exclaimed.  “It’s an honor to meet you, sir.”

“Welcome,” Mr. Wu replied with a small bow.

“Please come in,” Janice said as she turned and led the way inside.

Vinny and Sammy followed her into the house.  There were several maids standing in the hallway.  Janice turned and indicated one of them.  “Vinny, I’ve assigned Natalia here to be the personal maid for you and Sammy.  Trust me, she’s quite good.  If you need anything at all, just ask her.”

“Brandy’s maid?” Sammy asked.  “What happened to Ralphie?”

“Ralphie has been staying in Las Vegas,” Janice replied.  “I understand he’ll be back here some time tonight.”

“Tonight, Miss Janice?” Natalia asked.  “Where will he be staying?”

“According to Carl, in the barn.”

Natalia was relieved.

“Natalia,” Janice said to the maid.  “Why don’t you show Sammy to his room.”  She turned to Vinny.  “Vinny, will you come sit and talk with me out back for a bit?”

Sammy quickly figured that he wasn’t wanted.  He saw the quick nod from Vinny and followed the pretty maid up the stairs.  “Your Brandy’s maid?” He asked.

“When she’s here,” Natalia replied…which hasn’t been much.”

Downstairs, Janice led Vinny out to the back deck where she took her favorite seat staring out at the barn and the pastures behind the house.

“It’s nice out here,” Vinny remarked as he took a seat next to her.  Something weird caught his eye out in the pasture by the barn.  It looked like men, mostly black men, walking around naked in a squatting down position.  “What the heck is that?”

Janice looked to see what he was staring at.  “Those are chickens, Vinny.  Just chickens.  Nothing more.  At least, that’s all they will ever be now, for the rest of their lives.  What they used to be, no longer matters.”

“Chickens?”

“Trust me.  Chickens.  That’s what I do, Vinny.  That’s what I’ve made my life’s mission…to destroy men.  I don’t kill them like my daughter does.  I destroy their minds.  I’ve never done a chicken before until this trip, but I believe they’ve all come out rather well.  Please feel free to admire them if you like.”

Vinny looked at her uncertainly…and with a bit of fear.  “What you do to people?”

“Men…mostly.  I don’t like men.  None of them.  I destroy them.  Well, I destroy their minds – utterly!”

“And now you’ve invited me here.”

Janice laughed.  “Have no fear Vinny.  You’re not on my menu.  And trust me, no matter what, you never will be.”

“Are you sure?” Vinny asked uncertainly.

“Quite!” Janice replied.  “Vinny, a few years back, my daughter was sent on a mission into Nicaragua.  She wound up wiping out an entire military unit up there.  Sixty-eight men.  She did that all by herself.  After that, we started hearing rumors about someone that people were calling Death.  They had somehow managed to put together what had happened to that military unit, with other missions that Carol had done.  My daughter is a monster, Vinny.  I know that, and she knows that.  She also knows that as bad as she is, I may be an even bigger monster than she is.  But despite that, so far, she is still very proud of me, and I’ll make no bones at all about telling everyone that I’m rather proud of her too.

“But Vinny, now something has happened that I’m very happy about.  Something I strongly worried would never happen.  My daughter, the monster that people have named Death, has fallen in love.  Deeply in love.  And that’s the reason I wanted you to come here today.  That’s the reason I wanted to meet you.  Because your niece, your Brandy, is the one that Carol has fallen so head over heels for.  And Vinny, I don’t know if you’ve heard or not, but Brandy has fallen for Carol the same way. 

“Believe me, I couldn’t be happier with that situation. What I’m not happy about however, is that Brandy, your Brandy, is missing, and that fact is driving my daughter to distraction.  In her business, distractions like that can get her killed.”

“Yeah,” Vinny replied.  “Brandy too.  But to be honest, I was kinda hoping that Brandy would get interested in a man…no offense, ma’am.”

“None taken,” Janice tossed off.  “That’s the proper way of the world.  But it’s not the way I raised Carol to be.  I think they each saw too much of themselves in each other.  Both of those women are dangerous,” Janice said.  “I believe both of them are drawn to extreme danger.  Therefore, both of them were drawn to each other.  After that, I think they simply found someone each of them could be comfortable with.”

“Maybe,” Vinny replied.  “I wouldn’t know.  To be honest, Brandy isn’t exactly the settling down type.  No little house with a picket fence and a dozen kids in the yard for her.  I knew that about her since she was in high school.  She’s had her flings in the past I know, but she’s a grown woman.  If she didn’t, then I’d worry.”

“Of course!” Janice replied.  “Carol too.  I just raised her carefully to…not like men.  The same as me.”

“And what if she wants kids?”

“There are ways around it nowadays, Vinny.  But really, you said yourself that you didn’t see Brandy as the motherly type.  If Carol is a carbon copy of Brandy, do you think she would want children either?  No, No grandchildren for me, I’m afraid.  But I have only myself to blame for that, and it’s a decision I’m still quite happy with.  The only thing about Carol that I wish was different is her love of killing and danger.  I wish she was more feminine. Seeing her in a dress is an occasion to take pictures, just to prove she wore it!”

Vinny laughed.  “Brandy’s not nearly that bad.  She’s always loved clothes.  She just likes the…uh…dangerous stuff more.  We noticed it when she was young.  Brandy’s got a cruel streak in her a mile wide.  Because she was so good at it, we put her to work just doing nothing more than taking…retribution out on people.  She got so good at it, that’s all she does now.  We make a lot of money taking jobs for people all over the country.  And like someone started calling your daughter Death, they call my niece, Retribution.  But trust me, if Brandy gets the chance, she’s going to buy clothes.  Nice clothes!”

Janice laughed.  “Maybe she’ll convince Carol to wear some nicer clothes once in a while too.  Let me tell you, it shocked me to no end!  But when they first arrived here in Las Vegas, when they first got together, both of them, Carol included, bought beautiful evening gowns.”

Vinny held up his hand.  “No offence, ma’am,” but we may be talking about nothing here.  I don’t know the latest, but from what little I was told, I believe there may be a good chance that Brandy is dead.  Something that wouldn’t surprise me in the least.  Especially not in her line of work.”

“Yes, Vinny.  We don’t know if Brandy is alive or dead.  Carol insists she’s still alive.  The rest of us, have our doubts.”

“And you’ve had no further information?”

Janice considered how to answer that.  “Nothing definitive yet.  But it seems that Ralphie, Brandy’s…”

“Yeah, trust me, I know him.”

“It seems that Ralphie may have dug up a lead about Brandy.  Carol is in Vegas right now checking it out.  From what Susan has told me, it will be very late tonight before we hear anything more.  The source that Carol needs to meet is evidently a hooker, and she doesn’t hit the streets until late at night.”

“A hooker?  Well, if Ralphie dug her up, then that figures.  He used to be a pimp.”

“I fear there’s no way he’ll ever be doing that again,” Janice replied.

“Probably not.  But he’s Brandy’s toy…if…she’s still alive.”

“Let’s pray she is.  Would you like some ice-tea, Vinny?  Let me ring for one of the maids.  Then, let’s talk about more pleasant things.  Our daughters…your niece.  Young love.  And perhaps, what they were like growing up.”

Vinny laughed.  “Growing up?  Brandy was hell!  Pure hell!  Especially to the other kids in the family…and at school.”

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“How was your…date?” Carol asked, knowing full well how Ralphie’s date had gone.  She had been able to hear it all right through the wall.  The part she had laughed about, was when the guy got a glimpse of the intimidating cock restraint that was welded onto Ralphie’s cock.

“It was okay,” Ralphie replied.

Carol came close to laughing out loud.  She had heard Ralphie begging the guy to rape his ass.  And then when they got going, Carol had heard every moan and groan from the two of them.  Two men, going at it like a man and a woman.  In truth, it had been both sickening, and extremely funny to hear.  But Carol already knew that both of them had gotten their rocks off.

“There’s a car waiting downstairs,” she told him.  “Get everything into it, you won’t be coming back here.  Tell the driver where to take you and I’ll follow.  The driver already knows to park some distance away from where the hooker will be.  Can you manage walking a little distance in those shoes?” she asked, noting the red stiletto heels he was wearing.

“All my shoes are like this,” Ralphie replied.  “I walk everywhere in them.”

Carol figured she couldn’t make it walking across a single room wearing heels like that. 

Carol followed the car through the red-light district of the city.  Plenty of hookers were still out, despite the gang wars going on.  But as Ralphie had told her, there were also plenty of guns hanging around too.  More than she would have thought.  Enough that she knew she needed to be more concerned than usual about them.

The car turned a corner then continued on for a few blocks before finding a place to park.  Carol pulled her bike up next to the driver’s window.  “I’m going to drive around for a bit,” she told the driver.  Wait here till I get back.”  The big bike carried her away from the car and down the street.  She carefully took note of everyone she saw.  “For the next fifteen minutes, she drove around all the streets in the area, noting who the most likely guards would be.  Only when she was satisfied with what she had seen did she go back and park as close to the car as she could. 

Once off her bike, she fixed a silencer to one of her guns, then with Ralphie in tow, she walked back the way they had come, eventually turning the corner out to the main road. 

“How far down is she?” she asked Ralphie.

“Two more blocks,” Ralphie replied.  “I saw her when we went past.”

“Two blocks?  Not this block and not the next, but the one after that?  Or is it the next block up?”

“No.  The one past that,” Ralphie confirmed.

They continued on into the next block, where Carol suddenly grabbed Ralphie’s arm and pulled him over against the side of one of the bar fronts.  “Wait here,” she said.”

Leaving Ralphie behind, she walked ahead.  There were two hookers working this block.  There had been none on the block before it.  There were two men standing against the front of one of the cheap casinos there.  Two men who where a bit too obvious.  She walked up to one and touched him lightly on his arm.  When he turned to see who it was, she stuck her silenced gun in his stomach and pulled the trigger.  As he doubled over, dying, she shot the second man.  The hookers working the street never even looked back.

She went back and grabbed Ralphie and dragged him with her.  Ralphie couldn’t take his eyes off the dead men as they walked past.  Carol led him into the next block where she immediately shoved him up against the front of the first building they came to.  “Wait!” she commanded. 

She left him, watching the three hookers on the block as much as the men standing in the shadows.  She barely paused as she walked, but her gun spit silent bullets and each of the men were left dying in the shadows they had been standing in.  She didn’t stop walking but continued on for another block.  There were three hookers there as well…and two more men with guns.  Like on the first block, the two men were standing together talking.  She didn’t bother going all the way to them before her gun spat bullets and the two were left for dead.  She hurried back the way she had come to the next block. 

“Ralphie!” she called as soon as she had reached the block.  She saw Ralphie pull away from the building and head towards her, his hips swaying stupidly with every step he took.  Those stupid shoes Brandy insisted that he wear.  “Which one?” she asked urgently.

“Sally,” Ralphie called as he stopped and pointed at the middle woman.

“Hey Sister,” Sally replied as she turned and spotted Ralphie.  “Back again?”  She hurried towards him, intent on showing Ralphie just what a good time she was willing to give him, but Carol arrived just as she got to him.  “Come with us!” Carol said softly but urgently as she grabbed Sally’s arm and pulled.

“What?  What are you doing?” Sally asked as Carol started pulling her.  “No!”

“Come on!” Carol urged, but then Sally did the most weird thing Ralphie had ever seen.  She immediately dropped down so that her hands were both on the pavement, and she started barking like a dog.”

“What the hell are you doing?” Carol yelled.  She grabbed Sally’s arm again, but the frightened woman only seemed to act more like a dog.  She nuzzled up against Carol and began stroking her especially the crotch of her riding suit.  “Stop that.  Get up.”

But Sally stayed down like she was and did nothing but bark while she tried to make out with Carol.  But now Carol realized something else about the woman.  She was frightened out of her skull.

“Hey!  You!”

Carol heard the man yelling. She looked up to see him just coming to the end of the next block before he could cross the street.  She saw another man running at her from across the street.  She raised her gun and the second man dropped dead in the middle of the street, causing an accident almost on top of him.  A bullet whizzed past her head.  She looked to the first man, he had crossed over to this block.  Before he could try and shoot her again, Carol killed him too.  And through it all, Sally did nothing but bark on all fours and nuzzle Carol’s crotch.  What the hell?

“Look lady, I don’t have time for this,” Carol tried, now let’s go!”

But it was as if Sally never heard her.  With no other options, and knowing she had to hurry, Carol’s fist lashed out and Sally was immediately out for the count.  Carol picked Sally up and through her over her shoulder.  “Get a move on Ralphie.  Hurry!  Back to the car!”  She took off running with Sally over her shoulder, while Ralphie teetered along as fast as he could behind her.

The Chinese driver was standing outside of the car waiting for them.  He had the trunk of the car opened before Carol arrived.  Carol dumped Sally’s body straight into the trunk and closed it.  “The mansion…as soon as Ralphie gets here…if he ever gets here.”  She looked back up the street.  Ralphie was indeed hurrying.  His heels just didn’t let him run the way she could.  A minute later, Ralphie finally arrived back at the car.  “I’ll see you at the mansion,” she told Ralphie.  Oh, and you’re probably going to be sleeping in the barn tonight.  All the rooms are taken.  Brandy’s uncle is supposed to be there now.”

Ralphie’s jaw dropped.  “Vinny?  There?  Can I please go back to the hotel?”

Carol looked at him like he was crazy.  “No!  See you there!”

As the car pulled away from the curb, Ralphie lapsed into a state of distress. Vinny, Brandy’s mobster uncle, was at the mansion.  Was he there just to see him?  Maybe to kill him?  Ralphie knew it was a distinct possibility.  Worry ate at him as the car travelled all through the city, then out into the desert.  It was a long drive, but not nearly long enough for Ralphie.

Far ahead of them, on her bike, Carl was still trying to contemplate Sally Sweetlips.  What the hell was up with her?  Barking like a dog.  Acting…crazy?  She was…weird!  Could someone like that possibly hold any kind of key at all to finding Brandy?  Carol’s hopes were diminishing with each mile that fell to the speed of her bike.

Monsters - Chapter 30 – Not So Sweet Abduction – Part 1 of 2

Monsters

By Karen Singer

Chapter 30 – Not So Sweet Abduction – Part 1 of 2

Ralphie didn’t sleep much.  Worry ate away at him.  On the surface, he knew he should be ecstatic if Brandy had somehow gotten herself killed…even if it was very possible that Vinny might kill him just to keep him quiet.  But it was also possible that Vinny might decide to let him go free.  He knew that running away from someone like Vinny would be difficult.  People like Vinny had ways of knowing far too much.  But the truth was, he wasn’t ecstatic over the situation at all.  The situation ate away at him.  And despite his longing to be free of Brandy and her never-ending tortures, he’d much rather be back on firm footing so he could know where he stood – which of course was at the bottom of whatever pressure-cooking idea Brandy saddled him with.

So far, his one and only lead to what might have happened to Brandy seemed to rest in that hooker.  Sally Sweetlips.  But last night, there were an unprecedented number of men with guns that were guarding not only Sally, but all the girls in that part of town.  Despite trying desperately to talk with Sally, who had been the most enthusiastic, over the top, hooker he had ever seen, he had been thrown out of there.  Forcibly!  It would be a while before he forgot about how hard the man had punched him in the stomach.

For all of his trips through that area in the last week, Ralphie hadn’t seen most of those men there before.  It was like a whole new crew had taken over the girls there.  A big and very well armed crew.  They had made it very difficult, in fact impossible, for him to talk with any of the girls.  He was obviously not customer material, so they had chased him away, every time.

As far as he could see, Ralphie had one and only one option.  He needed help.  And the only person he knew to ask for that help, was Carol.  And the only way he knew of to contact her, was through the Chinese restaurant.  He didn’t even have a direct phone number where he could call her.  As far as Ralphie could see, his one and only option was to go back to that Chinese restaurant and ask them to contact Carol for him.  He would let Carol know what he had and hadn’t found.  And if she wasn’t interested, maybe she could offer him some advice on what to do if Brandy wasn’t found…or was found dead.

The only question now was, what time did that Chinese restaurant open?  Oh, and what dress would be the best one for him to wear, where he would get laughed at the least?

It was late morning when Ralphie, wearing a blue and white print dress and his black stiletto heels stepped out of his hotel door and made his way down to the waiting taxi below.  He prayed the driver would be one he had met before.  When he got to the bottom of the stairs, he was able to see the driver though the windshield.  He thanked his lucky stars that it was a driver he had been picked up by several times now.  He opened the rear door of the taxi and got in.  He had already told the cab company dispatcher where he needed to go.

“That same Chinese restaurant?” the driver asked.

“Yes please,” Ralphie replied.

But the driver didn’t go anywhere.  Instead, Ralphie saw him staring at him through the rearview mirror.  “Is there a problem?”

“Not really,” the driver said.  “I’m just wondering something.”

Uh-oh.  “About me?”

“Oh yeah!”

“Look,” Ralphie said, “I don’t want to dress like this, but if I don’t my mistress will literally kill me.  And I mean literally!  She’s dangerous!”

The driver chuckled a laugh.  “Sure.”

“That’s my story, whether you believe it or not.  So can we go?”

“I need to know something first.”

“What?”

“How much for you to give me a blow job while I drive you there.”

Ralphie was shocked.  “How…”

“You keep your mouth on my cock the whole way there, and I don’t charge you a dime for the trip.”

“Money isn’t a problem!”

“Maybe for you, but my problem is that I want someone to suck me off.  And I’m betting anything that you’ve had plenty of experience.”

“What if I have?”

“Then I’m guessing you’d be a prime candidate to give me what I want.”

“I have money!  Plenty!”

“And I want a blowjob!  And if you’re good enough, maybe you and me can get together sometime later, in a more private situation.”

Ralphie stared at his face in the rearview mirror.  It had been a while now since he had gotten any relief.  “Would you be willing to fuck my ass?”

The driver laughed.  “Fuck your ass?  Shit!  I’d give my right arm to do it.”

“Promise?”

The driver chuckled another laugh.  “I don’t have to promise.  I’m already looking forward to it.  “Then open the front door.  I’ll be right there.”

The driver couldn’t believe it.  He unlocked the front door and let his fare get in.  “What’s your name.”

“They call me Ralphie.”

“John,” the driver told him.  “Nice dress.”

“Thanks,” Ralphie replied as his hands went to the front of John’s pants.  He started unzipping them.

“Chinese restaurant?” the driver asked, not believing his luck. 

“Just let me know when we get there,” Ralphie replied.  He leaned over and pulled the driver’s cock out of his pants and underwear.  His mouth was already at work before the driver put the car in gear. 

Ralphie’s practiced mouth and tongue went to work.  He kept the driver in a constant state of excitement the entire way to the restaurant.  He didn’t stop until after they had arrived, then he really went to work and a moment later, he was swallowing the entire load of cum the driver could give him.  Ralphie pulled his head up out of the diver’s lap and locked him in a passionate hug and kiss.  “You know where my room is.  I’m not sure what time I’ll be back, but please…call me later.”

“As soon as I get off work,” the driver replied.

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Both men wore expensive tailored suits.  There was an air about them that spoke power.  They had travelled together many times through the years, this time they were in Las Angeles.  But Las Angeles wasn’t their final destination.

“Over there, boss,” Sammy said as he spotted the Chinese man holding a placard that said “Vinny” on it.”

“Yeah.  That’s gotta be him,” Vinny agreed.

“And why are we taking the time to see this woman again?” Sammy asked.

“Because Wu Enterprises said we should.”

“Sounds dumb.  Like they’re purposely trying to waste our time.  We know people in Vegas.  We can lean on them for help.”

“Yeah.  But I have a feeling that we might want to listen to Wu Enterprises.  At least until they give us reason not to.”

“We’ve gotten along just fine without them in the past,” Sammy pointed out.

“I know.  But to me, being selected as one of their clients, is an honor.  We’ll listen…for now.”

“Mister Vinny?” the Chinese man asked as they walked up to him.

“Yes.  Are you with Wu Enterprises?”

“Instead of replying, the Chinese man smiled and turned.  “Right this way please.  We’ll get your bags and then we have a bit of a drive ahead of us.”

“Where are you taking us?”

“Nevada.”

“Anywhere near Las Vegas?” Sammy asked.

“Several hours away, I’m afraid.  LA is closer.”

After they collected their bags, the man led them to a beautiful black limo.  “At least we travel in style,” Sammy noted.

Once they were on the road, Vinny took the opportunity to question the driver.  “Do you know this Stokley woman we’re supposed to meet?”

“Oh yes,” the Chinese man replied.  “I have had the honor of doing many things for her.  She is a truly great woman.”

“Sounds rich then,” Sammy noted.

“Yes, yes,” the Chinese man told him.  “Very rich.”

“And she wants to see me,” Vinny said.

“That, I do not know.  Mr. Wu gave orders that I should pick you up and bring you to them.  That is all I know.”

Neither Vinny or Sammy replied to that.  Evidently, they had a long drive ahead of them.

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Susannah knocked softly on the bedroom door.  “Miss Carol,” she called.  “Come on in, Susannah,” Carol replied.

Susannah entered the room and found Carol just getting out of bed.  “Sorry,” Carol told her.  “Late night.”

“You work a lot of late nights,” Susannah noted.

“Part of the job,” Carol replied.

“Miss Susan has asked me to get you.  You’ve had a call from Brandy’s friend Ralphie.  From what I understand, he would like your help with something.”

“Ralphie!  Shit!  Thanks, Susannah.  I can dress myself today.  Tell Susan I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

“Yes Miss,” Susannah replied with a smile.  She turned and left.

Ten minutes later, Carol wandered downstairs and found Susan.  “Ralphie called?”

“Yes,” Susan Wu replied.  He thinks he has a lead on Brandy, or at least someone who might know something, but he can’t get close enough to her to talk to her.”

Carol sat down in one of the soft chairs across from Susan.  “While I’ve been trying to find Beastman, Ralphie has been out talking to the hookers.  I told him to specifically talk to the ones that belong to Beastman.”

“Hookers sometimes know more than people think,” Susan replied.

“Yeah.  I’m sure they might.  Where’s Ralphie now?”

“At the restaurant, waiting to hear from you.”

“Will you please pass the word to him that I’ll meet him back at the hotel.  It’s about time I cleared what few things I still have there out of there.  And tell him to pack Brandy’s stuff up too.  Whatever he needs, if it involves Brandy, I’ll help him with.  Then I guess for now, we should bring him back here for a few days.  No use having him up there.”

“We’re going to have a full house here already tonight,” Susan told him.  “You’re mother has invited Brandy’s uncle to stay here.  And I believe he has a travelling companion as well.”

“Ralphie can sleep in the barn for all I care.  Then put him to work with the rest of the staff.”

“Since Brandy’s uncle is coming,” Susan said, “perhaps we can come to some kind of conclusion what should be done with him.”

“Yeah.  Good idea.  If we can’t find Brandy, let him take Ralphie off our hands.  I’ll get dressed and head out to Vegas now to see him.”

“It’s lunchtime,” Susan pointed out.  “You know your mother would much rather have you here.”

“Yeah.  True.  Tell Ralphie I’ll leave here right after lunch.”

A short while later, they were all sitting down to lunch at the big table.  After Janice had said grace, Mr. Wu brought up the subject of the two mercenaries that Carol had captured.  “We still haven’t been able to find Colonel Houghton,” Wu told Carol, but we’re now trying to track his cellphone to see if that can give us a clue.  So far, we havn’t had much success.  We’re fairly sure he has it turned off while he’s working, but if it comes back online again, we’ll be able to narrow down the search area.”

“Sounds good,” Carol nodded.  “And what about those two Bozos I brought in two days ago?”

“We got nothing more that was useful out of either of them.”

“Where are they now?”

“The last I noticed, I think they were doing their best to lay an egg out with the rest of your mother’s…chickens.”

At hearing that, Janice couldn’t help herself.  She laughed.  So did Carol.

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One minute she was sound asleep, the next, Brandy was chocking as someone’s cock was rudely shoved down her throat.  Her mouth seemed to automatically go to work on the oversized cock.  She had gone from sleeping as best she could despite her pain, and a heartbeat later, she was desperately trying to get the guy off so he would leave her alone. 

It was more than just mere desperation.  It was a desperation born out of pain and fear.  She didn’t know how many times now she had woken up just like this.  One minute she was sleeping, the next, she had no choice but to put her tongue to work, and work it hard!  The cruel slaps she had gotten from past men had her completely on edge.  She never knew when one of those trainers would pay attention to her.  And every one of them had been overly cruel. 

Most of the time, when she was awake, she heard someone coming into the room, and then they would pay all their attention to the other girls.  She always breathed a sigh of relief when they did.  But she dreaded the times when they came in to lavish their cruelty on her. 

And then there were the women who came in to feed and clean her, she never knew when they were there either until they started working on her.  The few times she had tried to say something to them, they had yelled at her to shut up.  One of them had slapped her face too.  None of them now seemed to be like that first woman who had fed and bathed her.

Her life was slowing going from bad to worse, to much worse.  Facing the blank wall like she was, she had no idea what was really going on behind her.  It was getting to the point now where she simply tuned the sounds out.  The one thing she wished she could stop, was the constant never ending pain in her breasts.  The bucket seemed to always feel like it was full, even after they emptied it.  But she knew now that the weight of that bucket would forever be growing and pulling harder on her tortured breasts.  She had no doubt that her breasts were distended now from all that weight and were probably permanently disfigured.

She just wanted the pain to stop.  She just wanted to be able to move…any part of her body just a little.  She was beyond desperate to be able to move again.  She was beyond desperate to do anything at all.

The man finally shot his load down her throat.  She coughed a bit.  At least that was getting easier.  Her eyes watched as he pulled his big cock out of her mouth and put it away in his pants.  And then he was gone.  She breathed a sigh of relief.  At least he hadn’t slapped her face again…whoever he was.  She couldn’t see anyone’s faces anymore.  The wall was too close for that.  Most of the men who came to her now, she only knew them from the look of their cocks.  And the one who had just left her she hated more than any of them.  What a freak!  How did he get a cock that big?

She closed her eyes, and despite not being able to move a muscle, despite all the pain to her breasts, she fell asleep.  It was getting like she had an on-off switch now.  She would be asleep until someone shoved their cock into her mouth, then she turned on and went to work on him.  Her own on-off switch.  Just like a machine.  Another way that she was less human than she had been.  They had turned her into a thing.  A machine.  A decoration.  She wasn’t a person anymore.  She was…a thing.

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As Carol drover her bike away from the mansion, she passed one of the Wu limousines driving in.  She couldn’t see who was in the backseat because the windows were black, but she wondered if it was Brandy’s uncle arriving.  Unfortunately, she didn’t have time for him now.  She needed to get to Ralphie and his tip about Brandy.  Unfortunately, she had already been delayed too long because her mother wanted her to stay and have lunch.  But if that was Brandy’s uncle arriving now, why hadn’t her mother delayed lunch until they got here.  Of course, the answer to that was easy.  Her mother hated men.  The fewer she had to put up with the better.  Carol was amazed that her mother had invited Brandy’s uncle to stay in the first place.

She put Brandy’s uncle and her mother out of mind as she opened the bike up on the long stretch between the mansion and Las Vegas.  Did Ralphie find Brandy…or at least a clue as to where she might be?  That was a hope she clung to desperately.

The big bike slowed as it reached the outskirts of the city.  The traffic caused her to slow even further.  But the cheap hotel finally came into sight and she parked her bike where she usually did.  She went up to her room first, the room she had barely been in.  She looked around, then left.  Her things looked undisturbed, not that there was anything at all there that she was interested in.  She went to the next door and knocked.  The door was opened quickly.

“Miss Carol,” Ralphie exclaimed. 

“What’s it all about, Ralphie?”

Ralphie backed up and sat on his bed while Carol entered and closed the door.  “You know Miss Brandy has had me going out every night to talk to the hookers.”

“Yes.  You were going to keep talking go them to see if any of them might know where Brandy is.  What did you find?”

“Nothing for sure, but there’s this new hooker in town and I was told by one of the other hookers that she might know.  Nothing definite.  But…it’s the best possibility I’ve gotten so far.  The only problem is, that last night when I went out to talk to the girls, there were a lot of new men around everywhere and they were all armed.  Every time I got close to one of the girls to talk to them, they chased me away.”

“So you didn’t find the one you were looking for, the one with the information about Brandy.”

“No!  I did find her!”

“You did?  What did she say?”

Ralphie shook his head.  “Nothing about what I wanted to know, and before I could ask any more questions, the guy came over and punched me in the stomach and chased me away.  My stomach still hurts.”

“Do you think there’s a chance this girl might really know something?”

“It’s the only thing I’ve been able to dig up so far.  But Miss Carol, I was warned that this hooker was weird.  And I’ve got to tell you, she had to be the most desperate hooker in the world.  When I tried to talk to her, she was all over me, trying to get me to have sex with her, and I mean all over me!  Until that guy punched me and I had to get out of there.”

“What’s her name?”

“Sally Sweetlips?”

Carol rolled her eyes.  “Gorgeous name.”

“Where can we find her?”

“You know they don’t run the hookers like her until late at night.  They only put the cheaper ones out during the day.”

“Yeah.  So we’re stuck waiting.  I don’t suppose you know where they’re keeping her.”

“I don’t know.”

“So we’re waiting.  Alright.  I can handle that.  Pack all of Brandy’s things up.  I’m going next door and I’ll sleep for a while.  We’ll go out tonight and find this…Sally Sweetlips.  And trust me, if there’s any chance at all that she knows where Brandy is, I’ll destroy everyone in the entire damn city to get at her.”

“Uh…Miss Carol?”

“Yeah?”

“Um…I’ve kind of got a date tonight.”

“A date!”

“Uh…just for a little while.  And not late.”

“What do you mean, a date?  Someone is taking you out?”

“Uh…I don’t think so.  He’s a cab driver who’s picked me up a few times.  He’s coming here after work so we could…you know…together.”

“Right here?”

“Uh…I think that was the general idea.”

Carol laughed.  “Fuck Ralphie, if you did find someone who can help me find Brandy, have all the fun you want.  What time do you think we need to leave here to get there when your…Sally Sweetlips starts working?”

“Uh…I’m not sure.  I think if we leave here about nine, that will work.”

“Okay Ralphie.  I don’t care what you do between now and nine o’clock, but I’m going to have a car come by then to take all our things out of here…you too!  Just be damn sure your ready to go by nine.  Got it?”

“Yes Miss Carol,” Ralphie replied excitedly.  “Thank you.”

“Good!  I’m going to get some rest.  Don’t wake me.”

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