know it’s been awhile, but I need your help and I need it fast.”
immediately recognized the voice on the other end of the phone line, but she
had never heard it so frantic. She and Nika
had been friends a long time but hadn’t spoken for several years after it
became clear to Eda that Nika did not reciprocate her desire to become more
than just friends. Eda had also grown
frustrated by Nika’s aloofness when it came to confiding about her life,
particularly her occupation.
in the export business and have to travel a lot,” was all that Nika would say
to explain why she seemed to disappear from Eda’s life for lengthy periods of
time without prior notice or later explanation.
just another one of those times when I was out of the country,” was Nika’s
canned response. Of course, all forms of modern communication
have reached around the world for many years now, so being out of the country
was a pretty feeble excuse for Nika to forget for months that Eda even existed.
you need?” Eda was surprised at her response
to Nika’s desperation. A firm “no” would
have been a much better reply, a “yes” was the weakest. But Eda needed time to process the
situation. The woman she had most desired
for years was suddenly begging for her help and the emotions that her pleas
generated in Eda were too complicated for a quick decision.
stay at your place. It’s just for
tonight, I promise.”
is what Nika needed from her only added to Eda’s turmoil. Nika’s place was a small one-bedroom apartment
with one four-poster queen-size bed.
Could Eda stand this proximity to Nika if she still wasn’t interested in
being more than her friend? And of late,
Nika hardly had demonstrated any desire for friendship with Eda.
brief pause that must have seemed much longer to Nika than to Eda, Eda answered. “I’ll let you stay here, but only if you explain
what’s going on. Is that understood?” Eda tried to maintain control of the
situation… and her emotions.
“Deal.” Nika’s answer was immediate. “You are still at the same place, right?”
in 15 minutes.” The phone clicked.
a deep breath. She had never been able
to control Nika in any way. Now, after
so much time apart, she wanted to believe that she had moved on, as she often
told herself she had. But she wasn’t
confident that this was really true. She
didn’t know what the chances were that seeing Nika after so long would set her
heart on fire again, causing her to lose control once again.
only 10 minutes before Eda heard the knock on her door. There stood Nika, looking more stunning than
ever in a stylish grey duffel coat and expensive black heels. She slipped off
the jacket to reveal the black pencil skirt and white blouse she wore
underneath. She was carrying a small purse that matched her outfit. Her gold necklace and bracelet were
surprisingly tasteful and restrained.
boardroom appearance, Eda thought – sleek, elegant and sporting perfectly
coiffed, shoulder length blonde hair. Nika’s toned legs needed no stockings,
and she seemed even taller than Eda remembered. She towered nearly four inches
over Eda, who was a modest five foot five without heels. Nika looked totally professional, while Eda, barefoot
and dressed only in shorts and a t-shirt, felt entirely out of place even in
her own apartment,
“OK. I am going to be totally upfront with you,” Nika
promised as she walked in and the two sat down at Eda’s small kitchen table.
would be a first,” Eda thought, but Nika’s fear was so apparent that Eda
resisted her impulse to chide her.
kind of trouble?”
people are after me.”
think I stole from them. A large sum of…
you?” If she had, Eda feared these bad
people might harm her if they learned that she had harbored Nika, even for a single
“No. Well, yes.
But no. Not really. It wasn’t
exactly money.” Nika knew that Eda could
not possibly understand her response.
“Let me explain. I was… doing
some work for these people, but I decided to change jobs and I took some of their
business with me to my new company. I
think I had a right to do that, but my former employers don’t agree. And
they are wealthy, powerful people who don’t wait to have their disputes decided
by court of law, if you know what I mean.”
sounds pretty serious.” Eda observed the obvious. “Why don’t you go to the police?”
not without incriminating myself. Besides,
they’d get me long before the police could do anything.” Eda could see Nika’s chest heaving. She was in obvious distress. “I learned less than an hour ago,” Nika
continued, “that Dmitri... my former boss… wants to talk with me face to face,
and I know from his history that is not a good thing for the person he wants to
talk with. He has sent several of his people
to find me. They will be watching my
place, so I can’t go back there. Which
is why I only have the clothes on my back.”
to gather her thoughts and slow her panicked breathing. “I just need a day for my new boss to work
things out, which includes keeping me safe from my old boss. I called you because you’ve never had anything
to do with my business and we haven’t seen each other in a long time, so no one
will know to look for me here. Please,
let me stay. Just for tonight. Things should settle down by end-of-day
tomorrow. If not, I’m going to leave town
anyway, so, one way or the other, I’ll be out of your hair soon. Promise.”
again, even longer this time, before giving her answer to Nika. “All right.
You can stay. You’re
exhausted. Go take a shower and get some
rest. You’ll be able to think more
clearly in the morning.”
sighed with relief, then leaned over the table and kissed Eda on the lips. Eda immediately felt her body shudder in the
same way it had every time Nika teased her with a “platonic” kiss. Nika stood and walked into the bathroom,
turned on the shower, and closed the door.
back in her chair. This was far more
than Nika had ever told her about her work.
Still, Eda already began to regret her weakness.
negative side, Nika’s situation did seem dangerous and Eda had allowed herself
to be dragged into that danger. On the
positive side, the woman who still owned Eda’s heart and whom she had not seen
in so long was now taking a shower in her apartment, where the two of them were
going to spend the night together. Although
she was still uncertain about how together they would spend it. Maybe she should weigh that on the negative
side, too. Eda was very confused.
exited the bathroom wearing only a large towel covering her from her shoulders
to her knees.
I’ve already imposed on you more than I should, but do you think I could borrow
a pair of jeans and a flannel shirt… oh, and an old pair of winter boots? We’re about the same size, aren’t we? And you can keep the clothes that I wore here. That seems like a fair trade for you, doesn’t
it? I can’t move well in those
clothes. I’ll be much better off with a
more practical outfit.”
you won’t be recognized in,” Eda thought to herself. She nodded and told Nika, “Take what you want
from the top two drawers. And my boots
are in the front closet.”
Nika headed to the bedroom. Eda pouted.
Yes, they wore the same size clothes, except, well, Nika certainly
filled them out better than she did. Nika
probably still had that personal trainer.
And hadn’t she once mentioned that her office had a private chef? Much easier to stay fit with that kind of
support. Nonetheless, Eda hoped that Nika’s
expensive clothes might actually look good on her, even if not as good as they
looked on Nika, who also knew how to wear them.
Still, with everything that she had going for her, Nika now had a major
problem in her life... a problem about
which Eda thought Nika had revealed more than she had intended.
returned to the kitchen dressed in only a pair of shorts she had chosen to wear
in Eda’s apartment. “It’s quite hot in
here,” she said. “I hope you don’t mind if I just wear these for now.” Oh great…
now Eda was reminded that topless Nika’s breasts were a cup larger than her own,
and just as firm. But God the woman was
beautiful standing nearly naked in front of her.
“Sorry. The heating system tends to run high in the
Eda saw Nika
pause in thought for several seconds.
“Look, I realize it’s been a long time.
And I don’t know how you feel about me, whether, you know, you still …
well, I just don’t know. But, if you
don’t, and it would just be… it wouldn’t be emotionally complicated… and it
wouldn’t hurt you … we could… well, I wouldn’t mind… if we made love tonight.
For old time’s sake. What do you think?”
Why must everything
be so complicated, Eda cried inside.
This was what she had wanted more than anything for so long… but not the
way it was being presented to her. Nika
wanted to fuck Eda only if Eda wasn’t in love with her. Nika didn’t want Eda. Nika wanted sex, and that night Eda was the
only one who could give it to her. The
woman was so selfish. She just toyed
with Eda’s emotions. And she probably
was too self-centered even to know she was doing it.
that the worst thing she could do was agree to have sex with Nika. It meant
absolutely nothing to Nika under the pretext that it also meant nothing to Eda. Despite this message from her brain, and without
a word, Eda nodded “yes” to her desire, took Nika by the hand and walked with
her into the bedroom.
anything, it was Nika’s unflagging confidence that got under Eda’s skin. The coy act to lure Eda into bed was designed
to make Nika appear just as vulnerable as her would-be lover, but in fact, the
canny blonde knew that with a touch of false diffidence her mark would succumb
to her desires. Asking to borrow Eda’s clothes, then choosing to showcase her
ample attributes by wearing only shorts would make Nika irresistible to her
sexual prey. Eda was well aware of this
– mindful of her own weaknesses. And
though she hated herself for being a pushover, she knew that Nika’s confidence
was indomitable, and so, as always Eda did not resist.
wondered why Nika had even bothered to put on the shorts. During the few steps from the bedroom door to
the bed, she managed to remove the only thing she was wearing and fling the
garment aside in a single, sexy maneuver.
Seconds later, she was on the bed naked, laying on her back and pulling
Eda on top of her.
and at the mercy of her cold-hearted seductress, Eda let herself collapse on
Nika’s soft body. Thanks to the heat,
both thermal and erotic, Nika was covered from head to toe in a sheen of
perspiration, causing Eda to slide limply over her paramour as she felt
passionate hands claw at her t-shirt and shorts. Soon she too was naked, pressing her own
sweaty skin onto Nika’s.
panties?” laughed Nika. “Were you expecting me?”
her breasts push against the soft, swollen mounds on Nika’s chest and once
again became self-conscious of the considerable size disparity between their
respective endowments. She wondered if
her taut, modest bosom detracted from her femininity, especially when crushed
against the abundant superstructure of her lover. As usual, she felt inferior, even unworthy of
Nika’s carnal attentions.
had no reason to be concerned – at least not about her breasts. Nika did not
care if the woman she was fucking had the chest of a porn star or that of a
young boy. In fact, she was barely aware
of Eda at all. What she craved was a
smooth, lush, warm body – man or woman, it didn’t matter – a body she could use
to relieve the sexual tension that had been accumulating inside her for weeks.
The vibrators she had been playing with made very poor substitutes for the real
Eda craved release as well. It had been
over a year since she had last felt the caress of any hands except her own. But
unlike Nika, she also longed for a respite from loneliness… from a life which
had grown mundane and repetitive, especially with no one to share it with. Her financial situation was marginal at best,
and there were few potential suitors available in the limited social circle in
which she travelled. In short, Eda
desperately wanted someone like Nika in her life – someone exciting, willing to
take risks, and with Nika’s perfect body and supermodel features.
the other hand, wanted sex. Period.
put up with a selfish lover if at least it was someone who would hang around
after the night-time romps and be a friend as well as a half-decent lay. But Nika had never been like that; she had
been a lousy friend – which is why Eda had decided never to see her again after
the blonde temptress had left the last time.
Still, here they were, once again naked, in bed and wrapped in each
other’s arms. “Shit.” Eda said softly as Nika grunted obliviously beneath
her. “Shit, shit, shit, shit…
raised one leg and deftly positioned her kneecap against Eda’s pussy. Eda screamed with pleasure as she felt the
sudden pressure against her clitoris. “Oh God!!” she yelled as Nika repeated
the motion once more, sliding her leg between Eda’s wet labia. And then she did it again. And again, and again, and again… each time
drawing a guttural cry from Eda’s throat.
full well that Eda enjoyed rough sex, though she had never been willing to play
the bondage games Eda so much wanted to act out. Despite her edgy lifestyle, Nika thought all
“the props” as she called them – the ropes, handcuffs, gags, whips and other
S&M paraphernalia Eda had collected – were silly. She was willing to become a bit boisterous in
bed, but to Eda’s disappointment, sex with Nika, though comforting, was
relatively vanilla. A sudden knee to the pussy was likely as rough as things
Eda’s lusty cries for orgasms, Nika arched upwards and twisted her body around,
flipping Eda onto her back and landing on top of her. Their positions were now reversed, and Eda
knew what she had to do. Imitating
Nika’s motions (as was expected), she too raised her leg, and somewhat more
softly – the way Nika liked it – she massaged the blonde’s pussy, feeling it
grow wetter as her moaning grew more intense.
Nika’s scream was much louder than Eda’s and her climax was unmistakable. Eda
felt a stream of warm liquid flow down her thigh. It had taken Nika less than a
minute to come, a talent Eda found enviable. They lay still for a moment as
Nika panted and recovered from her orgasm, then (as usual) they contorted their
bodies into a standard 69 position and began using their tongues on each
Again it was Nika’s unmistakable shriek which signaled Eda (thanks to practice
in the past) had caused her lover to reach another powerful climax. A third and a fourth soon followed, leaving
Nika gasping, her head wedged at Eda’s crotch, her tongue barely moving.
moaned sensually, and faked a few shakes and shivers to imply she too had come,
but it was hardly a convincing performance. Nika, lost in her own post coital
reverie, remained ignorant of her partner’s lack of satisfaction. Eda needed
more. Much more. She needed a type of love Nika could never
provide – a type of love most women and men did not understand.
two women spooned and savored the warmth and wetness of each other’s bodies,
Eda looked longingly at the “toy chest” in the corner of her room. When was the last time it had been opened? When was the last time she had enjoyed the
feel of the cuffs around her wrists and ankles?
The ropes across her breasts? The
blindfolds over her eyes? The whip biting into her flesh? The studded dildo
pushed deep inside her? She sighed, and
recalled the tattered history of her love life.
few partners who had been willing to even look inside the toy chest, most of those
who tried to provide Eda with the pleasure she desired had been so afraid, they
played their roles as gingerly as month-old kittens. “Is it okay if I use the
cuffs now?” they would ask to make sure that… well… it was okay to use the
cuffs. One woman ran screaming from
Eda’s apartment when she naively opened the chest and caught a glimpse of the
contents. No wonder Eda felt so alone.
of her lovers, a German author she had met many years ago, understood her
fantasy and managed to fulfill it.
Sadly, after the last – and perhaps only – love-making session that had
truly satisfied her, he had moved to Europe to write some ridiculous
expressionist, erotic novel. They still corresponded occasionally, but she knew
they would never see each other again.
rolled down Eda’s cheek. Next to her,
she could hear Nika breathe deeply, most likely dreaming of fucking in an ice
cream parlor that served only one flavor – everyone’s favorite. And then, her
sadness slowly waned and was replaced by another less familiar emotion.
surprised when she opened her eyes and saw that the clock next to the bed display
10:45 a.m. She had never slept so late
in the morning.
noises coming from the kitchen, and got out of bed, still naked. “Eda, I’m sorry for sleeping so late. I was obviously more exhausted than I
thought. I hope you enjoyed last night
as much as I did.” Nika opened the
bedroom door and walked into the kitchen, where Eda was seated at the table
dressed in a thin, cotton bathrobe which fell just barely past her hips.
Nika noticed movement to one side. She turned and saw two men standing in front
of her. She turned back toward the bedroom
and saw two more men blocking her way to it.
These four men were quickly joined by two others who had been in the
sorry, Nika,” Eda said, then reconsidered.
“No, I’m not really sorry. My
choice was simple: Continue to pine for
you and be rejected and asked to fuck you only if I didn’t love you. Or make enough money to be comfortable for a
long time. I know you would have done it
to me… since you’ve always thought only about yourself.”
spoke, Nika felt the two men behind her grab her elbows, bend her arms behind
her back, securing her wrists with metal handcuffs which the men tightened
before cuffing her elbows together as well.
This forced Nika’s chest out.
God, she was beautiful, Eda thought, then tried to put this out of her
mind and convince herself again that she had done the right thing, the only
thing that she could do under the circumstances.
fucking bitch!!” Nika screamed at her.
“I trusted you…” Her screams
quickly ended as a cloth gag was thrust deep down her throat and secured with
duct tape across her lips, after which a thick black hood was pulled over her
face and secured at her neck.
in your life you had thought about me instead of yourself… everything was
always about you,” Eda screamed back at her.
“Well, today I thought about myself for a change. And not about you!”
the men opened the front door to the apartment, looked down the empty hall, and
led the naked Nika out. A third man
followed to protect them from behind. Nika’s
muffled screams attracted no attention – most of the tenants in the apartment
complex were away at work at this time of day.
herself in the kitchen with the remaining three men.
want to count the money?” One of the men
nodded toward an open suitcase filled with cash on the kitchen counter. “$20,000.
The agreed price.”
for me to count it. I’m sure it’s
right.” No reason to make the men think
she didn’t trust them.
that what she had done that morning was impulsive. Nika had let slip the name of the boss she had
betrayed. Dmitri. Eda had easily confirmed with a few internet
searches on her cell phone that this Dmitri had to be Dmitri Kolnikoff, head of
the faction of the Russian Mafia controlling a large part of the drug, gambling
and prostitution trade in Riga. He was
also rumored to be engaged in white slave trafficking. To cover his tracks, Dmitri ran some
legitimate businesses as well, including the city’s largest waste disposal
realizing this, everything Nika had said had suddenly clicked. “Changing jobs.” “Taking business.” For whatever reason – likely pure greed – Nika
had switched her allegiance from Dmitri’s Russian Mafia – taking with her
illicit funds or something valuable – to its main rival in Riga – the Japanese
Yakuza. Nika was probably waiting to
hear from her new employers – most likely for directions to the nearest safe
she was expecting the call today. But till then, she had to stay with someone who
had no connection to any of her past illegal activities. Eda was perfect for the task. Apparently, Nika had no concern that her plan
would also put Eda in grave danger from the Russians. If somehow they found the treacherous blonde,
they would certainly deal with whoever was sheltering her as well. Betraying her former friend would provide not
only retribution and financial gain, it also would preserve her safety.
a phone number for Dmitri’s legitimate business – the waste disposal company he
used to launder his illicit funds – just by typing his name into an internet
search. Without further thought, she
made the call, telling the man who answered, “I can tell you where a woman
named Nika Stern is in return for a reasonable fee for my service.” After a long pause – Eda wasn’t sure whether
the man on the other end of the line was himself thinking of a figure to
propose for such service or was asking someone higher up. He responded, “$20,000.”
a lot more than she had expected. “It wasn’t exactly money,” Nika had said when
first explaining what she had stolen from the Russians. But whatever it was, it sure was worth a lot
to Dmitri to offer so much for the woman who betrayed him. Eda quickly agreed to the reward and gave the
man her address.
that what would happen to Nika was not going to be pleasant. No, it would be pretty brutal, perhaps – or
likely – even fatal. But Nika had
enjoyed so many highs in her life – with money and power – more than Eda would
ever have, so why shouldn’t Nika now suffer some equally extreme lows… while
Eda enjoyed her own high – to balance the scales somewhat. And to end, once and for all, the desire for Nika
that Eda seemed never to be able to shake.
hallway outside Eda’s apartment was long. It ran the length of the aging, five
floor building in which she’d lived for the last six years. The three men escorting the terrified Nika
hesitated, suddenly aware they had to get their rather conspicuous captive – a
tall, naked blonde – to a black sedan parked in a visitor’s spot out front – without drawing attention to themselves.
end of the hallway was the main elevator, which led down to the lobby, just a
hundred yards from the parking lot.
Although the quickest route, it was unlikely they could take it without
being spotted, even if few other residents were around. Riding the elevator would be a major fiasco
if someone joined them.
other end of the hallway was the exit to an external fire escape, a much safer
option, but one which involved walking around the building to get to the
car. Still, if one of them went ahead
and drove the vehicle in front of the side alley to load their cargo, the
chances of being seen were slim.
walked to the fire escape. Nestor, the
largest of the three men, looked out the window. They were on the fourth floor
– not very high up – and behind the building was a large snow-covered
recreation area which was deserted at this time of year. Directly below them
was an icy walkway which circled the apartment block.
could still see us,” said Pavel, a squat, balding fire plug. “We need to get this bitch something to wear
so she doesn’t, you know, stand out. I can run back to the snitch’s apartment
said Nestor. He had opened a closet door on the side wall and was rummaging
through some janitorial supplies inside.
He pulled out a grimy, frayed rag and held it up. At one time it had been a child’s t-shirt;
now it was some caretaker’s filthy cleaning towel. “This will do.” He handed it to Pavel, who uncuffed Nika’s
wrists and told her to put it on.
revolted by the filthy, foul-smelling garment, but did as she was told. She struggled to pull the undersized top over
her hood and across her torso. In the
end, she was only partially successful at covering herself. The thin fabric stretched tightly across her
bulging breasts, leaving her nipples partially exposed, and the hem only
descending to her waist. From the hips
down, she remained naked.
it looks like she’s wearing something,” Nestor said. “But it’s not enough. Pavel, give her your coat.”
who had just finished re-cuffing Nika’s hands behind her back, grumbled in
protest. “No way. It’s below freezing
out there. Let Erik give the bitch his
coat.” Erik, the third of the trio, held
up his hands and shook his head.
it,” snarled Nestor at Pavel. “It’s only
for a few minutes.”
grunted and wrapped his bomber jacket over Nika’s shoulders. He wasn’t about to take off her cuffs again.
ahead and bring the car in front of the walkway… nice and close.” Nestor threw
Erik the keys and motioned for him to take the elevator and exit through the
lobby. Erik jogged down the hall while
Nestor turned to open the door to the fire escape. It had not been used for some time, and it
took the two remaining men several pulls to loosen the iced-up latches and yank
the door free. A bitterly cold gust blew
thieving cunt…” Nestor pulled out his Grach sidearm and pushed the muzzle into
her lower back. “You first. Nice and slow. Pavel will stay at your side, and on the
off-chance that someone sees us, let’s hope they don’t look at you too close…
especially from the waist down.”
outside onto the freezing cold metal stairway.
Like everything else around her, it was covered with snow. She gritted her teeth and tried not to scream
out. Pavel and Nestor followed her
closely. Nika felt the gun thrusting
into her back.
Russians pushed Nika down the fire escape and along the ice cold path circling
the building. Her forced march went
undetected. By the time they reached the
black sedan Erik had parked at the end of the walkway, Nika’s body was already
beginning to turn blue. Pavel snatched his coat from her shoulders, leaving her
clad once again in only the threadbare shirt and hood.
cold,” he said. “Fuckin’ bitch has had
my duds long enough!”
shuddered fiercely due the stinging chill and her frantic terror, but the three
men didn’t care. Erik opened the trunk of the car and looked on callously as
Pavel and Nestor heaved the blonde, arms still cuffed behind her, into the
opening before closing the lid.
captors climbed into the sedan, and with Nestor at the wheel, drove away from
looked at the three men still in her apartment.
“I told you I didn’t need to count the money. So you can go.”
ma’am, we cannot.” Eda was surprised at
the politeness of this member of the Russian Mafia, who no doubt had murdered
and tortured many. “There is a real
possibility over the next several hours that others may also come looking for
your friend. If they do, we want to know
who they are and what they know about the… situation. So, like it or not, we are going to be your
guests awhile longer.”
surprised when she realized that, when she thought about Nika’s fate, she was
actually… aroused. That damn bitch had
belittled Eda’s kink for bondage whenever Eda had gotten up the nerve to
suggest it to her. That was not Nika’s
thing, she had made clear. But now,
well, wasn’t it ironic that Nika no longer could refuse such an invitation?
She’d learn about bondage, and a whole lot more about sadism, even if she had
no masochistic tendencies herself.
thought of what was in store for her ex-lover sparked Eda’s darkest fantasies,
and she could not help but feel her libido surge. Nika’s lovemaking had been perfunctory as
always – geared mainly to satisfy the blonde’s traditional desires – but
despite Eda’s lust for Nika’s spectacular body, the session ended with her own
unique appetites unfulfilled.
surrounded by three strapping men who likely abused women on a daily basis, she
could not help but feel the urge to let them provide the sort of “love” she
craved… the sort of love Nika and so many others denied her. After all, she was
a “captive”. Should these mobsters not
be allowed to take advantage of their prisoner?
Eda realized that provoking the Russians was dangerous, but that made
the situation even more tempting. It was time to take a few risks, she thought.
all on the same “side” – she had helped Dmitri after all – so Eda felt
reasonably safe. Besides, when would she
have another opportunity like this one… three powerful men who likely enjoyed
bondage and rough sex alone with her, and with little to do as they waited for
their next targets to arrive.
leaned back in her chair and carelessly loosened the tie around her waist. The
robe fell open enough to expose her breasts and conspicuously engorged nipples.
She felt flattered that all three of the Russians instantly focused their gaze
on her. She had clearly drawn their
Eda addressed the trio as a group, “it doesn’t take three of you to watch the
front door.” She walked to the entrance
to her bedroom. “So why don’t two of you
join me? I think it will be a lot more
fun in this room than in that one.” She
walked into the middle of her bedroom and waited to see if any of the men
followed her. Two quickly appeared in
the doorway. Eda let the bathrobe fall to the floor, leaving her svelte, slim
body completely nude.
either of you into… bondage?” she asked, opening her toy box and pulling out an
assortment of cuffs, gags, blindfolds and clamps. The two men smiled at each other as Eda lay
down on her back on the bed and spread her limbs to its four corners.
her arms, Ivan, and I’ll take her legs,” one said to the other. Ivan cuffed her wrists to the two posts at
the top of the bed. His companion secured
her ankles to the poles at the bottom. The
two men stared at her body. No, it was
not Nika’s body. But it was more than
nice enough – trim with firm, if average-sized, breasts – for her to see that
each of the men had already developed a bulge in his pants.
you can go first,” Ivan deferred. Leon
lost no time pulling his pants and undershorts down below his knees and
mounting the naked woman lying before him.
Eda was pleased that he seemed to be of a nice size, and it wasn’t long
before he proved that to her as his erection continued to grow as his penis
grunted while he rhythmically thrust into her, deeper each time, until she
screamed with excitement, feeling the onset of an orgasm. Instinctively she started to scream “yes,”
but then thought that the situation more appropriately called for her to scream
“no,” which she then shouted over and over.
Her excitement seemed contagious, as Leon could not hold himself back
for as long as she needed for a full orgasm. When he withdrew from her, she was
only partially satisfied.
followed. Eda was pleased that he was as
large as Leon, and she hoped that he would finish what his comrade had started. But, to her disappointment, Ivan sat on her
chest, then raised himself, leaned forward and thrust his fully engorged member
deep into her mouth.
started to choke at first but managed to gain control and use her lips and
tongue and teeth on him. His moans of
pleasure grew nearly as loud as her earlier screams had been. He was easily
excited by her lithe and helpless body – maybe these men had never before
fucked a bound woman, she wondered – and half of his hot liquid soon shot down
her throat, after which the other half sprayed over her face as he withdrew
from her mouth. Her chest heaved. She was exhausted, but still largely
had Ivan moved off the bed, than the third man entered the bedroom. “Leon, you take over the watch.” From the way he spoke, Eda assumed he was the
one in charge of the three.
turn, Andre.” Leon smiled, and left the room as instructed.
want a turn,” Andre replied, staring at Eda, who was testing the cuffs to
confirm that they held her tightly spread-eagled. “At least not that kind of turn.”
picked up two of the nipple clamps and fastened them to Eda’s nipples, slowly
tightening them beyond what she had ever done to herself when playing with
them. She let out a scream – and also
thought she would have orgasmed several times if one of the first two had done
this to her while they fucked her. Maybe
the third time would be the charm. But
what did this Andre mean when he said that he didn’t want “that kind of
turn”? Eda continued to squirm in her
“No. I wouldn’t fuck this piece of shit,” Andre
continued. “I wouldn’t want to
contaminate my prick with her juices.”
Eda stopped squirming and lifted her head to look at the man making
these horrible statements about her.
spies,” Andre was now ranting at her. “I
hate traitors. And so that big-boobed
blonde who was just dragged out of here, she deserves whatever the boss decides
to do to her. She is a fucking piece of
shit, too. But this one,” he squeezed
her left breast tightly until Eda let out a gasp, “she’s a snitch, and I hate
snitches. She turned in a woman who
apparently trusted her in return for a bag of gold.” He released his grip and moved to the foot of
did helped you and your boss,” Eda screamed at him. “You wouldn’t have found her without me!!”
true,” Andre responded. “But what you
did says who you are and whether you can be trusted in the future. If you would betray a woman you once
considered a friend, why should any of us believe that you wouldn’t betray us
as soon as someone else offers you another bag of gold? No, once a snitch, always a snitch. Once not to be trusted, always not to be
trusted.” Andre pulled a small revolver
from his pocket.
eyes widened and fixated on it. “What
are you doing? I helped you!! That’s all I did! She was a spy and a traitor and I helped you
stop her! She was never a true friend of
mine!! She only thought about herself!!”
matter who she was, you snitched on her.
Which means you can’t be trusted.”
Andre pushed the nose of the revolver against Eda’s sex. Still wet with unfulfilled anticipation, her spread
pussy readily received the barrel of the gun as Andre thrust it inside her. “And what do we do with those we can’t
screamed even before Andre pulled the trigger.
Her body rose as far as her bonds allowed as Andre released the hammer,
and then fell back onto the bed, her head tilted to the side, her eyes closed.
approached the bed and put his hand on Eda’s neck to feel for a pulse.
It was a
been working for Dmitri for over three years and in that time had proven
herself to be a competent and loyal employee of the Russian mob. Dmitri paid her to run relatively minor
errands and handle low-risk tasks, usually those requiring an attractive young
woman to take care of business.
not provide sexual services like the much higher paid prostitutes and honey
trap girls, nor did she get involved in the more violent pursuits such as
revenge attacks and internal discipline.
She had made her limits clear when she joined the syndicate and Dmitri
had always respected them. As a result, Nika’s work was neither challenging nor
dangerous, but neither was she compensated as well as her comrades in the
organization. And that suited Nika just
fine – at least up till now.
didn’t even accept the relatively easy courier missions, though the
compensation supposedly included a cut of the shipment – which often ran into
five-figure pay-outs. But Nika had heard
some nasty rumors about the fate of drug runners, so she turned down these gigs
she took on the pick-up operations, which involved nothing more than meeting
the mule at the airport and driving her (almost all mules were female) to the
drop location. In this role, Nika was a
glorified chauffeur and chaperone, responsible for safe delivery of the goods
and their emissaries, some of who surely were tempted to claim their cargo for
mules were generally compliant, Nika had had to settle some confrontations in
the past. Most of the women were not
pleased to be led from the airport, and a few might have had plans of their
own, but Nika kept them on a tight leash as she drove them away. For this
reason, she carried a baby Glock in her purse.
never had to use it.
charges arrived with only carry-on baggage, and so were sure to be unarmed. The drive to “the depot”, where the pick-up
crew awaited the consignment was about 40 minutes. Her car was a very reliable BMW 530. The assignments were short, safe, and simple
– just the way Nika liked them.
pick-up was a knock-out named Marina.
Nika was in the Bimmer with her go-between Iosif. She rarely met with
Dmitri in person. Iosif had given her a
head shot of a stunning brunette whose features were those of a model. He assured Nika the woman was just as
impressive from the neck down… five foot eight with a small yet curvy frame,
especially where it counts.
really don’t need the photo,” said Iosif with a laugh. “Marina stands out, if
you know what I mean.”
rolled her eyes. She was suddenly self-conscious of her own rather typical
outfit – the smart, yet prim business attire she wore for all her pick-up
assignments: white blouse, tight black skirt, three inch heels… and a mid-length
duffel coat to ward off the cold.
she carrying?” Nika asked. Normally, what the mules were carrying made little
difference to her, but this time it did.
“LSD. Big bucks and low risk. You can hide a hundred thousand blots in a
few paperbacks where the stuff is virtually undetectable, even by sniffer dogs.
Besides, Marina will have no trouble distracting the inspectors, both men and
women. It’s why we hire chicks like her
to make these runs.”
that’s the only reason,” said Nika under her breath. She was far from lacking in the looks
department herself, but she really disliked the vacuous, narcissistic mules she
had to ferry around like royalty.
arrives at 16:45, gate 15, terminal 2.
You know what to do.” Iosif left Marina’s picture on the passenger seat
and stepped out of the car. Nika sighed unhappily as she watched him walk away,
then keyed the ignition and drove toward the airport.
It was a
flight was on time, but Nika arrived thirty minutes early to mull over her
plan. As she waited on the arrivals
deck, she considered backing out. Most likely that was no longer an option as
she had already promised Tanaka a substantial bonus if he accepted her application. Who knows how he would react if she decided
not to honor their deal.
Dmitri’s counterpart in the rival Japanese mob, Tanaka stood a lot to gain from
a defector who had worked for the Russians enough to understand their
operations. He also knew that Nika was a
solid, and – up till now – reliable member of Dmitri’s organization. He could easily afford to pay her what she
wanted, and as a result she could be trusted by the Yakuza. After all, where else could she go?
day earlier, Nika had approached Tanaka through one of his underlings. She explained that she felt underappreciated
and underpaid by her current boss, and was looking for “other
opportunities”. There were not many to
choose from, unless she moved out of the city. To seal the deal, Tanaka
demanded Nika provide something that only she could offer – her body.
not about to sleep with the short, wiry, bespectacled boss, no matter how rich
and powerful he was. It would
undoubtedly lead to more such requests in the future, and Nika wanted to ensure
that her relationship with Tanaka would be business only. Instead, she offered to divert Dmitri’s next
drug shipment to the Japanese. It was an
impulsive proposal to get out of a sticky situation, but even without knowing
the value of the goods he would receive, Tanaka accepted with a laugh. He had dozens of sexy bitches to fuck, but
the thought of whatever lay behind door #2 was too tempting to resist.
have the shipment and have confirmed its value,” Tanaka said, “I will set you
up in my operation and ensure your safety.
When can I expect to receive the delivery?”
scheduled to escort a mule from the airport the following day, late
afternoon. The timing was ideal – she
couldn’t wait to get away from Dmitri and his Russian goons.
have the merchandise by this time tomorrow.”
“Excellent.” Tanaka seemed pleased. “24 hours after I have
received the shipment, I will contact you at this number and give you further
instructions. Until then you must fend for yourself.”
simple enough. Dmitri had no idea of her
intentions, and though she wished she could receive Yakuza protection
immediately, she understood that arrangements would have to be made first. Still, Nika had not had time to fully work
out a scheme to carry out her impetuous proposition. What would her employers do when the drugs
did not arrive at the depot? She would have to hide from them for a day… but
was too late to back out, and Nika realized fearfully that she had not worked
out all the details of her plan.
hour passed quickly and soon Nika spied the exquisite Marina saunter through
the gateway. Iosif had been right. The mule definitely stood out from the other passengers. Dressed in a red, barely-there miniskirt, stiletto
boots, and a clingy white top, Marina made sure to accentuate her splendid
figure. She walked upright, with a regal
stride that emphasized her abundant breasts which threatened to pop the buttons
of her bodice.
instant Nika glimpsed the brunette beauty, she felt better about her decision. The
fact that this over-endowed bitch was being paid God-knows-how-much for her
looks and willingness to smuggle drugs reinforced Nika’s resentment. She was sure she could do better with Tanaka
and his crew.
must be Nika,” Marina greeted her pick-up with a polished, oversized and
insincere grin. She was carrying only a
small carry-on bag, in which the drug shipment likely was hidden, and a clutch
purse. As expected, she had sailed through customs, all systems go.
here to drive you to the depot,” Nika replied, not smiling and making no
attempt to hide her frosty demeanor.
“Follow me to the car.”
riding in the back of the spacious vehicle, tried to make small talk with her
surly driver, but Nika did little to encourage any conversation. She kept a close eye on the bag which Marina
clutched tightly on her lap. It was the
mule’s first assignment, which meant she had never been to the depot, or likely
even to Latvia. Despite the cold
temperature, she had not bothered to pack a coat, forcing Nika to keep the
car’s heater on maximum.
was even more clueless than Nika had expected.
Marina had no idea that she was being driven along dark rural roads
which took her further and further from her intended destination. She bragged how easy it was to evade the
customs officers and then went on about her feminine charms until Nika was
ready pull out her gun and finish the bitch.
restrained herself from revealing her true intentions. At least until they pulled down a
snow-covered lane which led to a dilapidated shed. Nika parked the BMW next to
the derelict structure and motioned for her passenger to get out. It had been 25 minutes since they left the
fuck?” Marina’s eyes were wide with surprise.
“This isn’t the depot… is it?
We’re in the middle of nowhere!
And it’s freezing out there. You
can’t expect me to…”
pulled the tiny Glock from an inside pocket of her jacket and pointed it at the
brunette. “Move, or I’ll plug one of those bolt-ons of yours.”
stepped out of the car, still clutching her carry-on bag and the purse. Nika
followed her. Both women stumbled toward the shed, their heels, especially
Marina’s, no match for the uneven ground. Nika opened a sliding door and pushed
her captive into the small barn, which was illuminated by a single bare bulb
and was empty except for a few farm implements.
She closed the entryway and barred it with a latch. Inside it was a little warmer, but Marina was
shaking uncontrollably – partly because of the cold but also out of pure
she whimpered, not even sure what she was begging for.
gear.” Marina did as she was told, leaving the bag and the purse to fall to the
floor. “Now, first things first.” Nika
reached into her coat pocket and took out a plastic zip-tie. With little effort, she forced the shivering
woman up against a wooden support column, pulling her arms behind her back and
around the post. Nika tied Marina’s
wrists together, making sure the woman was secured against the column.
what’s this about?” Marina mewled in a squeaky voice. “What do you want?”
you think, you dumb cunt? The
merchandise. The oh-so-precious shipment
in your bag.” Nika opened the small case
and rummaged through it. There was a
single change of clothes, a bikini, a sleep shirt, a make-up kit, but nothing that
obviously could conceal blotter paper.
Nika continued looking, tearing out the lining and feeling for hidden
compartments. Nothing. No tablets, crystals, gel packs or liquids
either – though any of these would be foolish ways to smuggle acid.
final recourse was to check Marina’s purse, even though it seemed far too small
to conceal much of anything. Still, even
a deck of cards could carry a few thousand blots, though that hardly seemed
worth the effort. Nika picked up the
diminutive tote and opened it. Inside
she found only the woman’s cell phone.
it!” Nika held the phone up to Marina’s
face. “Does this thing have a tracer
app? Do Dmitri’s thugs have the number?”
course,” Marina muttered. “All of us… couriers that is… we carry a phone that
can be tracked. It’s just more... you
know… insurance, so the guys can find us in case… in case something goes
should have known. When millions of
bucks are at stake, these mobsters don’t take chances. Her heart skipped a
beat, but then she realized there was no reason to worry. They weren’t due at the depot for another ten
minutes, so it was unlikely that the phone was being traced yet.
had called either. But just to be safe,
Nika had Marina tell her the contact number.
She texted the depot, letting the delivery team know that everything was
fine, and that they would be fifteen minutes late because of a flight
delay. Nika waited for a reassuring “k”
to arrive and figured she’d bought herself some extra time.
need it to find out where the bitch was hiding the acid. But first, she found a hammer on a nearby
workbench and smashed Marina’s cell phone to bits. ”
hell!!” Nika shouted. She walked over to
Marina and stood in front of her. “Now then, I’m not in the mood for hide and
seek, so why don’t you just tell me where the goods are.” She pulled off her
coat, draped it across the workbench, and rolled up the sleeves of her blouse
as far as she could.
don’t know,” Marina sobbed. “They didn’t
tell me. I was told to deliver the bag and that was it. The clothes… the stuff inside the case… it
isn’t even mine… I can’t…
delivered a hard punch to Marina’s midriff, smashing her body against the
wooden post. As her victim gasped for
air, Nika grabbed her skintight top and ripped it apart, sending buttons flying
in all directions. Another strong yank
and the garment was torn away completely, leaving Marina attired in only a
skimpy, sheer bra above the waist. The
bra was at least three sizes too small, leaving Marina’s rock-hard nipples exposed
to the frigid air.
I really can’t tell you where… Aaaaeeeaghh!!” Nika thrust her fist into
Marina’s stomach a second time, then followed up with two blows to her
face. Blood trickled from between her
botox enhanced lips. She struggled to
stay upright by leaning against the post.
bitch! You are in for a world of hurt if
you don’t tell me where I can find the shipment!”
fought for breath and struggled to speak, but all she could do was shake her
head. Predictably, Nika let loose with a
flurry of punches, clenching both hands and slamming them repeatedly into the
luscious brunette’s body. The shed was
filled with fleshy thuds as Nika connected with her target again and again.
sickening crack, followed soon after by another, signaled the breaking of
Marina’s ribs. More blood spewed from
her mouth and formed a small puddle on the floor. Unable to resist the squishy mounds strapped
to Marina’s chest, Nika raised one arm and thrust her fist deep into the
battered mule’s left tit. The impact
snapped the stays of the overstressed bra, which sprung free and completely
exposed Nika’s breasts for further abuse.
she screamed. “Not there… not
there! Please!! You’ll kill me. I’ll tell… I’ll tell you where the stuff is…
how the Russians are smuggling it.”
looked confused and more than a little doubtful, but she stopped beating Marina
and waited for her to explain.
it’s dissolved in liquid… ethanol gel,” Marina muttered. “They dilute it – 500
grams per liter for transport, then reduce it ten to one to infuse the blotter
squares. A gram costs $3000 on the street once it’s processed, so a liter of
infused ethanol is worth one and a half million dollars…”
all very interesting, but where is it?” Nika was growing impatient. “I didn’t see any ethanol in your carry-on.”
Marina was reluctant to explain further, but realized she had no choice. “The ethanol gel has about the same
consistency as silicone… so…” she looked down at her impressive bosom, leaving
her tormentor to figure out the rest.
Christ!!” Nika was aghast. “So that’s
why those knockers are so big… and why your bra and top don’t fit. You’ve had implants… and instead of silicone,
they’re filled with this LSD infused ethanol.”
Nika stopped to take this in.
“It’s ingenious. Tell me, just
how big are those suckers?”
cc’s,” said Marina quietly, then added somewhat unnecessarily, “Each.”
That’s over two million bucks.” Nika whistled and tried to contain her excitement. It was over four times what she was expecting
the goods to be worth. But it also added
an unexpected complication. “And just how
were you expecting to extract the merchandise – I mean without getting killed?”
operation,” said Marina. “Dmitri’s team
said they could remove the LSD implants safely and replace them with ones
filled with silicone.”
shook her head, thinking this bubble-brained bimbo had the IQ of a chipmunk. Does
she really think she’s getting a free boob job on top of whatever these
mobsters are paying her? Would Dmitri really bother to have his men operate on
this bitch and let her live?
maybe if he thought he could use her again.
Women this stupid were hard to find, especially ones with looks like
hers. Still, whatever Marina’s fate
would have been, this odd turn of events left Nika with problems of her own.
plan to switch her allegiances to the Yakuza was admittedly sketchy, but she
had not expected to murder anyone as she carried it out.
still hooded, gagged and cuffed, bounced about awkwardly in the trunk of the
black sedan, sustaining bruises all over her body. Dressed in only the scanty shreds of the
discarded shirt, she was chilled to the bone, but at least the car provided
enough warmth to ward off frostbite.
Still it was far from a comfortable ride.
drove on for quite a while, giving Nika time to reflect on her dire
situation. She wondered how much Dmitri
knew – whether he had found the shipment.
She guessed he hadn’t. Why else
was she still alive? Nika figured she
was being taken somewhere so the Russians could make her talk. It was a terrifying prospect.
covered her tracks all too well. Since
the mule’s phone had been destroyed Dmitri’s men did not know about the shed
where Nika had taken Marina. Nika had driven the BMW (also equipped with GPS
tracking) back to the airport and abandoned it there. Dmitri had no way of finding his mule or her
only hope was Tanaka. Before leaving the
shed, she had contacted one of his men using a phone she had bought solely to
communicate with her Japanese contacts. She had hidden this phone at the shed
and let the Yakuza know they could trace it to find the drug shipment. Of course, this made it impossible for Tanaka
to contact her as planned – but not expecting to be abducted by Dmitri, Nika
figured she could call him after she laid low for a day at Eda’s.
before she was betrayed by the one person she trusted, someone who was not even
involved in this mess. Although it was
almost impossible to find the shed without GPS coordinates, the hidden phone
would surely lead Tanaka’s men to the drugs.
By now, they likely had the shipment, and were two million dollars
they even care about what happened to Nika? She did not tell anyone she was
staying at Eda’s, so her new Japanese employers would not notice anything was
awry until they tried to contact her with instructions for switching to their
side. If they did – and that in itself
was a big if – would they make any effort to find her when all they heard was a
voice mail message?
began sobbing. It was hopeless. Dmitri’s goons would be vicious. Suspecting
she was responsible for, or complicit in the loss of a two million dollar
delivery, they would go to the most brutal lengths to find out what happened to
the LSD. At least they did not suspect
she had rerouted the shipment to the Yakuza. Yet. If they did, that would make
matters even worse, if that were possible.
could she do? Even if Nika managed to
tell the Russians what she had done and somehow lead them to the isolated shed,
it would be too late. If the Yakuza had
traced her phone, they certainly had the drugs by now, and Dmitri’s thugs would
perhaps the comely corpse of a young woman who had undergone an involuntary
around Eda was dark. She blinked and
felt her lashes rub against something. A
cloth. She realized she was blindfolded.
around her smelled dank and musty. Where
was she? Some kind of basement? Wherever it was, it was very, very cold.
listened carefully. She could hear
nothing. She wondered why she could not.
to move her mouth, but felt a cloth filling it.
She realized she was gagged.
her arms had been pulled above her head.
She could not lower them, and assumed they were chained to the wall behind
her – a wall of freezing stone against which her back was pressed.
feel she was sitting on a dirt floor, her legs spread wide and extending at a
90-degree angle from her waist. She
tried to close them but could not. She
tried to bend her knees and bring her legs toward her body. Again, she could not. She realized that her ankles were chained
wide apart to shackles imbedded in the floor.
She felt no
cloth rubbing against any part of her body when she twisted it the little she
could. She could feel the bare skin of
her legs against the floor and the back of her uncovered arms against the stone
wall. She realized that she was
naked. Totally naked.
she felt something removed from her right ear.
Wax? And then she heard a voice
whisper into it.
thought you were going to die, didn’t you?
In fact, you thought that you were dead.” Eda recognized the voice as Andre’s, the
horrible man in her bedroom who stuck his gun up her pussy and pulled the
trigger. “And you very well might have
been dead,” Andre explained. “You see, I
put two live bullets into the gun’s chamber before I spun it. Two out of six. But the hammer clicked on an empty chamber. So you lived, but probably not to fight
another day. Although you did faint from
terror and pissed yourself at the same time.”
examined the chains holding Eda to make sure they all were secure. “You are still a worthless snitch. That hasn’t changed. I’ll be back in an hour or so. I need some time to think about what to do
with a snitch like you. But don’t worry.
I’m sure I can come up with some good ideas.”
watched as Eda’s chest heaved in terror. Despite the chill, her body soon glistened
with the sweat of fear. Her protests
through her gag were unintelligible.
before I go,” Andre sounded like a man who just had remembered something
important, “you should know that we consider your time here part of the
lifetime entertainment service we are providing you as a kinky woman who loves
bondage. For this service we are
charging you the very reasonable fee of $20,000. Remind me to give you a receipt.”
Andre reinsert the wax in her right ear.
Her world was once again silent … and dark … and dank … and cold.
lost in regrets and self-pity, Nika was jolted back to reality when the already
rough ride in the black sedan’s trunk suddenly grew even more bumpy. Apparently
the car had turned off the main road and onto a very badly maintained trail or
pathway. Nika’s nearly naked body was
tossed about like a rag doll, bouncing up against the trunk lid then crashing
back to the floor or against the sides of the metal enclosure.
this part of her journey was relatively short, lasting only a few minutes. At
last the vehicle came to a stop, and the trunk was opened. Someone, probably
Nestor, pulled the hood off Nika’s head.
The gag remained in place.
it was a dark, cloudy day, Nika was momentarily blinded by the light after
having been in total darkness for well over an hour. She looked up to see three men leaning over
her – obviously the trio who had captured her – but the backlit figures were
slut to the pit and tie her to the railing.” Nika recognized Nestor’s voice
commanding the other two mobsters. She
moaned as Pavel and Erik grabbed her by her upper arms and clumsily pulled her
out of the trunk. The pair paid
virtually no heed to the assorted bruises and cuts marring her smooth skin, nor
did they acknowledge her gag-muffled, anguished moans as they dragged her limp
body across the frozen ground.
to the light, Nika looked around to survey her unfamiliar surroundings. She was in an open field which stretched to
the horizon on all sides. No buildings
were in sight; she recognized only the car, a well-worn dump truck and a
similarly dilapidated front-end loader.
In the distance, a line of trees marked the edge of a forest. The sedan
had stopped at the end of an overgrown laneway which was no more than an
unmarked turn-off from a side road barely visible on one horizon. Wherever
these men had taken her, it was far from the city – even more remote than the
shed where Nika had left Marina.
cried out as she felt her feet scrape over the jagged ground, it’s icy surface
tearing into her flesh. It took less
than a minute for Pavel and Erik to reach their destination, but in that time,
they had contributed even more to their captive’s contusions.
come to what was little more than a rickety fence – a dozen four-foot high
wooden posts forming a circle about twenty feet in diameter. Joining the posts were two rows of four inch
wide planks, one running along the top of the poles and another midway up,
about two feet from the ground.
Pavel dropped Nika, who fell to her knees and supported herself against the
makeshift middle railing. On the other
side of the ramshackle fence was a pit.
Nika leaned forward to get a better look, and almost choked on the odors
rising from inside the excavation. The
fumes of rotting garbage and assorted refuse filled her nostrils and burned her
lungs. She coughed and gagged and turned
her head away from the source of the smells.
bitch!” Pavel laughed. He grabbed her
head and forced her to look into the pit.
Like the wooden fence surrounding it, the opening was about twenty feet
across, but it was filled with so much decomposing trash, it was impossible to
tell how deep it was. There was a ten
foot slope from the edge, which meant there was room for quite a bit more
refuse before the pit was full.
should just throw you in there,” said Erik menacingly. “After all, you’re nothing but rubbish
yourself. But lucky for you, we need to
keep you alive and conscious until you tell us what happened to the shipment
that arrived yesterday. You might think that’s a good reason to keep quiet, but
believe me, you’ll soon be begging us to be tossed into the garbage if you
shuddered. As she knew all too well,
Dmitri ran a waste disposal operation as a legit business to cover his assorted
criminal activities. Several of his men
handled weekly pick-ups along a collection of routes and dumped the trash at
this secluded patch of countryside.
There were at least a dozen other pits scattered in the field, though
the only one that mattered to Nika was the one she had been dragged to.
lucky you’re here in the winter,” Pavel said with a smile. “The stench is unbearable in the summer
heat. Comparatively speaking,” he flared
his nostrils to sample a whiff of two, “this isn’t all that bad, though it
seems there’s been a few recent deliveries here.”
chat and more action,” said Nestor impatiently. “Get this twat roped to the
boss,” said Erik, shrugging his shoulders, “we ain’t got no rope…”
that,” Nestor snarled. “Just get her up against one of the fence posts.” The two men hoisted Nika and turned her
around so her back was against one of the stakes. They pulled her arms, which were still cuffed
behind her back, over the top of the pole and across the adjoining planks so
her weight was supported by her underarms. It was a start, but it was not
enough to keep their victim in place.
grumbling Nestor looked around and walked to a large wooden spindle, one of
several which had been left lying on the site. He had hoped to find it girdled
with rope or chains, but laughed out loud when he discovered something much
returned a few minutes later with a long coil of rusted barbed wire. He handed it to Pavel and Erik, who quickly
went to work.
like this is not going to be your lucky day, you treacherous whore,” Nestor
said, savoring the fear in Nika’s eyes as she watched Erik and Pavel uncoil the
wire and wrap it around her. They
started just below her neck, tightly encircling the spiked, metal strand around
her body, digging the jagged barbs into her butter-soft flesh.
after loop, the intractable wire bound Nika to the post. It dug deep into her generous breasts, the
undersized, gauzy shirt providing virtually no protection. Her arms felt the
bite of the prongs as they were pulled over the upper railing and lashed
against the back of the post. The men
continued down the length of the lovely blonde’s body, curling the seemingly
endless strand of bristling steel across her midsection, waist, thighs and
finally her calves. When they were
finished, poor Nika had been virtually fused to the fence, unable to move
anything but her head and fingers.
barbed wire had ensnared her so tightly, that her already battered body was now
crisscrossed with thin rivulets of blood flowing from dozens of punctures where
Nika’s delicate skin had been perforated.
Unable to scream out, she moaned desperately as a flow of throbbing pain
flooded her nervous system. Any attempt to struggle against her brutal bondage
only increased her agony, so Nika forced herself to remain immobile while her
captors savored her torment.
At last, Nestor
pulled away the duct tape from Nika’s mouth and removed the cloth gag from her
throat. At first she gasped for breath,
only to retch up bile when the vile scent of putrefying refuse filled her
nostrils and lungs.
cock-sucking bastards!” she screamed when at last she had recovered enough to
let out her fear-driven anger. “I
haven’t done anything! Why… why are you doing this to me? I swear, when Dmitri finds out about this,
you fuckers will be in so much shit…”
Dmitri sent us to interrogate you,” said Nestor with a grin, “I don’t think
he’ll mind if we take some… er… liberties.”
Because of the cold, Nestor was wearing thick, winter gloves, but he slowly
removed one so he could savor some of Nika’s charms. With his ungloved hand Nestor fondled the
woman’s large, partially covered breasts, careful to avoid the barbed wire
biting into them. They were unusually
hard and cold.
witch’s tits…” he laughed. Nika’s
nipples, mostly exposed despite the now blood-streaked and tattered t-shirt,
had swollen to twice their normal size and were stiff as stone. Nestor wondered if they could still feel
pain. He squeezed one of the turgid buds
between his thumb and forefinger until a tiny spurt of blood erupted from its
Nika screamed. “You bastard! Stop!
Please! Let me go!”
Nestor offered some hope, though Nika doubted his sincerity. “But first you
will tell me what I want to know…”
no idea how long she remained in her quiet, dark, musty world. She wasn’t even sure if she had nodded off at
all. Time just didn’t seem to exist.
body shivered uncontrollably as the frigid air seemed to permeate her flesh
right down to her bones. Of course, she
trembled as much from sheer dread and panic as from the cold. The sweat of anxiety continued to ooze from
her pores, leaving her smooth skin gleaming from head to toe.
what could have been minutes or, more likely hours, Eda felt the wax removed
from her right ear once again. She heard Andre’s voice, this time spoken at a
normal volume, not a whisper, so he didn’t have to stay so close to her.
dear snitch, I see you must like your current position, since you have remained
exactly as you were when I last saw you…” he paused, looking at his watch with
mild surprise,” …what… I see that was over an hour ago! I guess I just had other things to attend to and
lost track of the time. But at least you
to speak through the gag, but quickly knew that any effort to make herself
understood was hopeless. She could only
decided to bring you a friend, and, if you behave yourself, I shall bring you
more friends.” Eda felt a small creature
placed on her stomach. Her body jolted as much as her bonds would allow.
should be alone,” Andre said, smiling at his prisoner. “And you should be
sharing your fun.” Eda groaned loudly
through the gag as she felt the small feet of her “friend” crawl up her chest
to her neck.
Eda, it is a small black rat. Well, not
actually all that small.” In fact, its body was over eight inches long, and
that didn’t include the rodent’s revolting six inch tail. “Like you, it is hungry. But with that gag in your mouth, I can’t feed
you, so instead I will feed your new companion with what I have here.”
held under Eda’s nose a jar of rancid peanut butter. It was the first thing she had smelled for
hours, other than the dankness of the dungeon she was in. “Did you know that black rats love peanut
butter? Yes, they do.”
shrieked through her gag as she felt Andre begin to rub the peanut butter
between her legs. He used his fingers to mold the clammy spread over Eda’s neatly
trimmed pussy like a sculptor working with clay. She felt the surprisingly cold substance
pressed against her sex and the inside of her thighs. Desperately she tried to pull away from
Andre’s touch, but there was nothing she could do to evade his handiwork.
peanut butter was quite firm, but just moist and sticky enough to cling to
Eda’s sensitive flesh without dropping off.
She had expected the man to push some of the substance between her
vulva, forcing it into her vagina where there was little risk of it being
dislodged, but that was not his intent.
When Andre had finished his task, only the area around her external
genitalia had been coated with the stuff.
can feel that this peanut butter is rather hard,” he said. “It just came out of the refrigerator, so it
will take some chewing to soften it up enough to swallow.”
shrieks grew louder, and she pulled as hard as she could on the restraining
cuffs, hopelessly trying to free herself. Of course, by now she knew it was
impossible and managed only to rub her wrists and ankles raw.
on, my snitch,” Andre taunted. “I am
merciful, as you can tell. I could have
rubbed it deep into your pussy, but I have not.
Don’t you want to thank me for that?”
Andre finished his work and stood up, responding to Eda’s continuing
efforts to scream with a polite, “Yes, you are welcome.”
As the rat
sniffed and slowly crawled back down Eda’s chest toward its meal, Andre
whispered into Eda’s ear, “I will try to be back in an hour, but, like last
time, I can’t promise that other things won’t delay me.” He pushed the wax back into her ear and left
the room, pausing at its door to listen to the screaming woman.
not screaming because she was in pain.
At least not yet. It was the mere
thought of some unseen creature – a disgusting, sewer-dwelling vermin –
assaulting her that filled her with horror.
She had felt the rat clamber up and down her torso, and though she could
neither see nor hear it, she could feel its sharp claws dig into her
flesh. It was surprisingly heavy,
leaving Eda to fear it was not the “small” animal Andre claimed it to be. In her mind, it was a monster, no matter how
big it was.
attracted to the peanut butter lathered across Eda’s groin, the rat positioned
itself comfortably on her lower abdomen and began feasting on the pungent fare. To Eda, the beast felt heavier than ever, and
the tickling sensation of its snout rubbing across her tender skin heightened
squirmed against her restraints in a futile effort to shake the furry attacker
off her body, but this only caused the rat to bury its claws deeper into her
flesh to get a firmer grip. Eda felt a
sharp, stinging pain, which further increased her terror. When she realized she could not shake off the
creature, her shrieks of anguish grew louder still.
famished rodent had chewed its way through much of the peanut butter. Because
the refrigerated spread had about the same consistency as Eda’s flesh, the rat
continued its feast by biting into the living tissue which lay beneath. As far as the animal was concerned, it made
little difference, though it did take a bit more effort to tear away a
reasonable chunk of the woman’s meat.
the rat’s powerful incisors slashing into her made all the difference in the
world. Her cries of agony rose to
deafening levels each time the beast punctured the most intimate and sensitive
part of her anatomy. It felt as if
someone was hammering carpet nails into her pussy. Tiny rivulets of blood began to run along her
labia and drip to the floor.
by the chilling screams of its meal, the rat continued to satisfy its
carnivorous craving by gorging on the succulent, moist flesh of Eda’s sex. Still tempted by the scent of the peanut
butter, it limited itself to nipping away only the oily patches where Andre had
smeared the spread. For this rat, it was enough for now.
it was the beginning of a trip into hell.
Marina… you know, the mule. It must have
been her because I didn’t see her arrive at the airport. Maybe she never took the flight.” Nika was trying for the third time to
convince Nestor she was innocent of stealing the shipment. The bare-skinned
blonde shuddered in the cold, her flesh growing more and more numb with each
frigid gust of wind blowing across the desolate field. Her barbed-wire bondage made it impossible
for her to move, leaving her body unable to generate even a modicum of heat. Nika was in agony, but she knew if she told
the truth, she would be made to suffer far worse. She had to make these men believe her lies.
stupid,” Nestor sneered. “Of course the bimbo was on the flight. Not only did your counterpart at the
departure point ensure she got on the plane, the airline admins confirmed every
seat was full. As for her giving you the
slip at the arrival gate, that’s impossible – there is no way you could have
missed a woman like Marina, unless you weren’t doing your job. And that means, most likely the two of you
were in this together.”
no,” sobbed Nika. “You have to believe me.
I didn’t see Marina exit the gate.
I waited a half hour, then left…”
did we get a text from the courier’s phone around that time? She, or someone using her phone, said the flight
had been late but the goods were on the way.
Come to think of it, why did we not hear from you? Why did you run?”
panicked. I knew if I went to Dmitri, he
would suspect I stole the drugs… that he would interrogate me and at the very
least punish me for screwing up the job.
So I split. I went to my
friend’s… to Eda’s place, where I thought I would be safe.”
Nestor clearly wasn’t convinced. He
balled one hand into a fist and thrust it into Nika’s midsection.
Nika screamed. Unable to double forward,
she took the full force of the punch into her abdomen, which was squashed
against the post to which she was tied.
Nika gasped for air and looked on in horror as Nestor cut off another
length of barbed wire from the spindle.
He replaced the lambskin glove on his right hand with a thick, padded
work mitt he found lying on the ground. He wrapped one end of the metal strand
several times around the protective covering to get a good grip, then looped
the remaining ten feet into a coil.
Nika screamed. “Please… don’t!!” Already, she could see what Nestor was
planning to do. Pavel and Erik could
tell as well. They grinned in
anticipation, then stood a few yards away from Nika, one on each side, to get a
good view. Nestor walked toward his
hapless victim and stood seven feet directly in front of her. He held the barbed wire coiled up in his
protected hand, then let it unspool, the free end falling to the ground.
fashioned a somewhat rudimentary but nonetheless savage and lethal whip.
you must know how painful this rusted barbed wire is when it bites into your
flesh.” Nestor raised his voice to make sure Nika could hear him. “The blood trickling across those exquisite
curves of yours proves its effectiveness.
Now imagine how it will feel if I slice it repeatedly over your body
until you are whipped to shreds?” He
raised the makeshift lash high. “This is
your last chance to talk, bitch!”
too terrified to speak. She shivered
with fright as well as from the cold, managing only to shake her head
pathetically from side to side. She lost
control of her bladder, letting a steady stream of urine flow down her trussed
legs to form a yellow puddle in the snow at her feet.
Pavel laughed, but Nestor only frowned.
“Very well,” he said, and thrust the barbed whip forward with all his
shriek of anguish carried across the open countryside like that of a mortally
wounded beast. Nestor had taken careful
aim, and curled the wire around Nika’s chest, gouging it into her voluptuous
breasts before circling behind her to dig into her upper arms and back. When he drew back the metal knout, the prongs
slashed through Nika’s flesh, sending a spray of blood through the brisk, wintry
you cunt!” Nestor yelled as he pulled on the wire and yanked it back.
wanted to cry out that she knew nothing, but again, the pain running through
her body was too great. Again she
urinated, this time releasing a fountain of piss which cascaded lewdly from her
pussy. She emitted a guttural moan and reflexively shook her head once more – a
signal for Nestor to continue.
second blow landed lower than the first, coiling around Nika just below her ample
bosom. As before, her tormentor used the
force of his stroke to snake the spiked strand around her torso, ripping into
her from all sides. Once again, blood
and bits of flesh spattered about as Nestor withdrew the rusty thong. Another inhuman wail followed.
And so it
went on. Nika was too weak, too afraid
and too cold to resist, serving only to anger her interrogator with her
stubbornness. With each lash, Nestor barked at the tormented blonde traitor,
but it soon became apparent that she would not, or could not, cooperate.
his way down Nika’s body. After tearing into her tits both across and below
their magnificent swell, he struck her several times over her flat midriff,
then around her hips to rip into her groin and buttocks, at least where the
post to which she was tied did not offer protection. Relentlessly, Nestor whipped Nika’s thighs,
before deciding he could inflict more damage to her breasts by unleashing two further
devastating strokes to cut into her bulging tits.
way, the fierce metal knout shredded the already tattered t-shirt which had
done little to conceal her abundant womanhood. The sharp prongs slit the skimpy
material like razor blades, leaving only bits of cloth clinging to Nika’s
had expertly landed the heinous barbed wire on Nika’s flesh exactly twelve
times. When at last he chose to end the
punishment, the blonde’s formerly enticing body was covered with a web of
crimson streaks. Benefitting from the ruthless barbs which ran the length of
the improvised weapon, Nestor’s whip had carved deep welts all across Nika’s
shapely form. With each pump of her heart, blood surged from these lacerations,
running along her body to join the pool of piss at her feet.
Nika remained not only alive, but conscious as well. For a moment, Nestor feared he had gone too
far – torturing his victim to death. But
when he examined the woman, still tightly lashed to the fence, he was pleased
to hear her chattering teeth and gurgling breath.
totally naked, Nika shivered in the cold.
She raised her head to look at the sadistic man who had maimed her. Her
eyes were wide, glazed over, and consumed with fear and despair.
you… I told you I didn’t know anything, Nika muttered. “Now please… please let me go…”
one tough bitch,” Nestor replied, shaking his head in awe. “But you know… I
still don’t believe you.” He removed the
work mitt he was wearing and pulled his Grach automatic from under his coat. He pushed the muzzle directly against the
side of Nika’s right breast. She yelped
as she felt the cold steel push against her skin.
she begged again. “I can offer you… anything…” she added, trying to adopt a
we’re a little past that, you dumb slut,” Nestor laughed, looking at the
blonde’s bloody body. “No… all I want is
the location of the shipment… otherwise I’ll shoot you through the tits – both
of them with one bullet. Nice trick, eh?”
okay…” Nika sobbed. “I’ll tell you… I’ll tell you where you can find the drugs…
at least where I left them yesterday.” A sudden surge of freezing wind caused
her to hesitate. She shuddered and
caught her breath.
location… it’s too hard for me to give you directions, but I left a phone at
the site. You can track it if I give you the number.” Nika prayed that the
phone was still there… that Tanaka’s men had not taken it away. Given where she hid it, there was a good
chance it was gone.
had taken out his own cell and started the tracker app. “Yeah? Talk bitch,” he prompted his captive
shuddered. She knew she was throwing
away her only bargaining chip. “416-555-9293,” she whispered.
entered the number and transferred the coordinates to Google Maps. After a few seconds, his phone displayed a
barren patch of land a short drive from the airport. He showed it to Nika. “This look familiar?”
breathed a sigh of relief. “Yes… yes…
that’s the place. But I can’t guarantee that
cut her off by pulling the trigger of his Grach. As promised, the bullet perforated first her
right breast, then traversed her cleavage before ripping through the left
one. Nika looked down at her chest, not
quite believing what Nestor had done to her.
there was no pain, but then she was overwhelmed by incredible agony. She tried to scream… but she was too injured,
too cold and too despairing to emit anything more than a pitiful whine. She
watched in horror as more blood poured from the holes in breasts while pinkish
fluid squirted from her nipples.
fucking cunt,” were the last words she heard.
released the remaining contents of her bladder… and then everything went black.
next returned to check on his captive, Andre found the rat contentedly asleep in
a bloody puddle between her spread thighs.
Andre checked to see that the rat had devoured most of its food, its
teeth sinking into Eda’s sensitive flesh in at least a dozen places. He winced
at the teeth marks and bloody lacerations in Eda’s groin. With his middle two fingers, he probed Eda to
find her insides had survived intact. Her external genitals however were
somewhat worse for wear.
stirred, he removed the wax. “I trust
you enjoyed that. I’m sorry that I had
to return so quickly, but don’t worry, your fun is not yet over. Your lover, you see… well, he has
friends.” Andre tested her blindfold and
gag to confirm that they were still in place.
Then he dabbed his fingers in the still cold peanut butter, again
recently removed from the refrigerator. This time he smeared it over her breasts. Immediately, Eda’s head shot up and she
pulled on her bonds with the little strength she had left, shaking her head
back and forth over and over. Even
through the gag it was clear that she had already screamed herself hoarse, as
the pained sounds that escaped her throat were more raspy than loud.
thanking me already. You are making me
blush,” Andre teased. “But, yes, I have
again shown you mercy that you do not deserve.
I have not covered your nipples.
Let’s see in another hour if they have survived.”
the wax back into her ear. A second later,
Eda felt two more rats crawling over her, one on each of her thighs. They joined the third one at her partly
devoured pussy where they stopped briefly before moving on to the new fodder
Andre had left for them. They trundled up her stomach to their main objective…
Eda’s peanut butter coated breasts.
again, Andre left the dungeon chamber so his captive could suffer her ordeal
alone with the terrifying rodents. Still
unable to see or hear, Eda’s other senses became more astute, allowing her to
suffer her torture with greater intensity.
she was struck by the acrid smell of the rancid substance slathered on her tits. This was soon joined by the foul stench of
the mangy rats as they clawed their way over her upper torso. Once again, she first felt the soft brushing
of the creatures’ snouts as they slowly nibbled away the layer of peanut
time, it took only a few minutes for the nasty beasts to exhaust this part of
their meal before gnawing at the oily skin which was all that now covered the
succulent mounds on Eda’s chest. Though
her muffled voice was weak and raw, Eda still managed to croak an inhuman wail
of torment when the rats began to rip into the fatty tissue of her burgeoning
three sets of mandibles making short work of her butter-soft flesh, the pain
was thrice what Eda had experienced earlier when only one rat had feasted on
her supple body. The two newcomers were
ravenous, and ripped at the peanut-scented tissue with wild abandon. The third rodent, having at least partly
sated its hunger at Eda’s pussy, was not quite as eager as its comrades, but
still managed to do its share of the damage.
more, it seemed to Eda that someone was driving countless small spikes into her
most delicate flesh – sending waves of agony through her body. So great was her pain that for the first time
since her capture, she wanted to die.
she pleaded for the rats to turn into man-eating tigers which would devour her
quickly, ending her torture before she would suffer any more. But in horror, Eda realized that the
unbearable anguish Andre was forcing her to endure was exactly the point – he
wanted her demise to be slow, brutal and relentless. After all, he made it clear how much he hated
snitches. And there was no doubt that he
really, really hated her.
the blood stream across her body – over her breasts, down her sternum, along
the sides of her torso. She could not
see it of course, but she imagined the warm liquid flow across her naked curves,
leaving crimson streaks as evidence of her abominable defilement.
Andre returned, the sight of Eda’s violation would certainly make him happy.
she sobbed, there would be more. Much
no idea how long she had been unconscious.
When her eyes fluttered open to survey her dreary surroundings, it felt
like hours had passed since Nestor had fired a bullet through her breasts. She
looked down at the damage. There were four perforations – two entrance wounds
and two exits. Because of the cold
weather, the bleeding had slowed considerably, and to Nika’s relief, it seemed
her injuries would not prove fatal.
Neither would the lacerations caused by Nestor’s brutal flogging with
the barbed wire lash. Nika was suffering
excruciating pain of course, but she had survived her torture with non-lethal afflictions
– “merely” lacerations, contusions, blood loss and a lurid gunshot through both
anything would kill her, it was the frigid temperature, which seemed to be
dropping with each passing minute. It
was obvious the three men had left her to die slowly of exposure, sparing her a
quick demise so she would suffer for her treachery. Nestor could just as well have shot her in
the head as in the breasts, but he knew that once Nika had cracked, Dmitri
would want her execution to be as agonizing and drawn out as possible.
felt like she’d been out for hours, Nika guessed the men had abandoned her no
more than ten or fifteen minutes ago. If she’d been left tied to the fence for
much longer, she would have frozen to death by now. She had no idea how much
longer she could endure the bitter weather and icy winds, but the numbness
spreading through her body meant her time was running out.
to get free. Ironically, the cold invigorated her and gave her strength she
might otherwise have lost. Perhaps she
still had a chance to save herself. The
chill deadened her pain and congested her wounds. If she could fight her suffering and somehow
disentangle herself from the barbed wire binding her to the fence, then she
could… she could what? Walk naked in
mid-winter for miles to safety?
looked around. The sedan was gone of
course, driven away by the Russian trio. But there was a truck. If Nika could get loose; if she could crawl
to the vehicle; if it was unlocked with the keys left in the ignition; and if
she could figure out how to drive the damn thing… then maybe she had a
chance. There were a lot of ifs, but she
had to try.
pushed forward with all her might. She howled in anguish as the corroded barbed
wire cut deeper into her flesh, but she forced herself to continue adding
pressure against her bonds, hoping the rickety fence would begin to splinter
hear the upper boards creak, and in time the strands wrapping her to the post
began to loosen. Desperately Nika
persevered, enduring the pain until she thought she would pass out. Then, just as she swooned on the brink of
unconsciousness, the top planks broke away from the post when the shoddy nails
pulled out of the rotting timber. This caused the steel coils to slacken and
left Nika to fall forward until her cuffed wrists were obstructed by the post.
arms ensnared behind the pole, she had no chance of extricating herself, no
matter how much she loosened the wire.
Somehow she had to get her hands through the steel cuffs. There was only one way to do this. Once more resisting the intense pain, this
time shooting from her left thumb, she slowly pulled her hand against the metal
Nika was consumed by torment. The sounds of her thumb and forefinger first
dislocating, then snapping altogether made her scream out anew. She could feel
the half-frozen skin of her hand peel away as she gradually made progress. There was blood of course, but this time it
proved beneficial by lubricating her efforts.
her teeth, Nika wrenched her hand against the gyve with as firm a yank as she
could muster. She let out one last cry. Remarkably, she had liberated herself
from the cuffs, though they remained fastened to her right wrist. With her hands free, it now was a simple albeit
painful matter for Nika to disentangle herself from the bloody barbed
wire. She barely noticed the distress
caused by ripping the prongs from her skin with her bare hands – Nika was too focused
on freeing herself to care.
with relief, she thrust herself away from the fence and the abominable pit
behind it. She fell forward, sprawling
face down on the frozen ground. Nika was
still in agony, but at least now she had a chance.
Andre found Eda’s head slumped to her chest, her body shaking
uncontrollably. One of the two new rats
was asleep near the first one. The other
was still nibbling at the underside of her right breast. Both tits were bloody and covered in teeth
marks, leaving their formerly silky smooth surface in tatters. Once again the
rats had chewed only on the flesh which had been covered in peanut butter – Eda’s
exposed nipples remained oddly untouched.
Andre rightly assumed it was the pungent scent which attracted the
creatures to those areas of his captive’s body he had coated.
the third rat off Eda, removed the wax from both her ears and pulled off her
blindfold. He grabbed her hair to raise
her head and saw that her eyes were closed.
He checked her neck for a pulse and found it. He touched her breasts to see the extent of
the damage. Eda immediately cringed in pain.
He undid the tape holding her gag in place and pulled it out of her
mouth. He slapped her face a few times,
and heard her moan, but her head sunk to her chest as soon as he released her
looks like your playmates have worn you out.” Andre spoke more to himself than
to Eda. “But I have even more fun in
store for you.” He unchained her wrists
from the shackles in the wall and her ankles from those in the floor. He turned her around and pushed her ass
against the wall so her legs spread awkwardly upwards against the stones. He cuffed her ankles to where her wrists had
been and her wrists in place of her ankles, leaving her back flat against the dirt
that you’re not conscious to enjoy your further entertainment,” he smirked, as
he rubbed more solidified peanut butter on her maimed pussy, making sure this
time to stuff a considerable amount deep inside her. He left a trail running up
the front of her body, covering her from her abdomen to her chest. Next, he again
turned to Eda’s breasts, using the substance to coat her already shredded bosom
along with her still undamaged nipples.
Andre shoved an O-ring gag into Eda’s mouth, securing it behind her teeth, and
expanding it until her jaws were open as wide as possible, almost dislocating
them. Then he forced the remaining
peanut butter into her mouth and over her tongue, careful not to suffocate her. To his disappointment, Eda remained
“I wish I
could stay, but I do have other work to do.”
He approached the door without putting the wax back in her ears, and
without blindfolding her. “This time I want
you to see and hear what you’ve been missing – to savor the full experience, so
the latch on a cage which had been placed against one side of the chamber,
releasing a dozen starving rats. Andre stayed
just long enough to watch them scamper toward their long desired meal, then
left the room. Seconds after closing the
heavy iron door, he heard raspy screams of horror and pain.
seem the despicable snitch has recovered just in time to delight in her final amusement,”
he laughed as he walked away.
just twenty feet from the truck. It had
taken her over a half hour to crawl, no… more like slither her way toward
it. She had underestimated how much damage
had been inflicted while she was subject to Nestor’s savage persecution. She
had lost considerable amounts of blood and stamina. Her entire body was burning with physical torment,
and yet the frigid weather stiffened her joints, making it a mammoth struggle
to move. As if to add to her woes, the skies had darkened and burgeoning snow
squalls signaled an approaching storm.
realized that freeing herself from her barbed-wire bondage was only half the
battle she faced. For a moment, she lay
prostrate, barely able to move her limbs.
Granted, her hands were no longer constrained behind her, but the
handcuffs remained clumsily attached to her right wrist and her left hand was
all but sacrificed during her ordeal to extricate herself.
to pull herself up onto her hands and knees, and for a moment she
succeeded. But after wobbling just a few
feet forward, Nika hit an icy patch and her arms and legs slipped out from under
her, leaving her once again spread out face down. Her breasts were flattened
against the relatively smooth ice, and surprisingly the extreme cold helped
numb the pulsing pain of her bullet wounds.
It was small comfort, but it inspired Nika to slide, rather than crawl
to the truck – which seemed miles away.
wriggling her body and kicking her legs in a swimming motion, Nika was able to
move forward, albeit very slowly. The
slippery ice facilitated her progress, though it did little to warm her ever cooling
body. She figured she would likely lose
her nipples to frostbite, but by now, that was the least of her worries.
the ice was not a skating rink, and there were many rough patches along the
way. She tried to avoid them, but sometimes the rock-hard ground poked through
unexpectedly and made her journey all the more miserable by inflicting further scrapes
and cuts. But she forced herself to
continue, squirming like a wounded snake, leaving behind a growing trail of
blood to mark her path.
half hour which seemed like an eternity, Nika realized the truck was no longer
that far away. She was going to make
it. Panting desperately, she struggled
onwards to cover the short distance remaining.
there was a noise. Since Dmitri’s goons had left, Nika had heard only the blustering
wind as it whipped around her. She
turned her head toward the sound, which came from the path leading to the pit.
Her heart filled with dread as she recognized the black sedan driving along the
lane. Nika had thought her captors had left her to die. But now, for some unknown reason, they had
stopped near the pit, and all three men stepped out. Nika convulsed in terror as she watched
Nestor point to the broken railing and barbed wire coils from which she had
escaped. She was too far away to hear
them, but knew it would only take them a moment to track her down. The blood which had oozed from her body as
she had slithered along the ice was an obvious clue – not that they wouldn’t
have found her without it. After all, she was less than seventy yards away.
men spotted her, Nika could just barely make out their laughter over the
howling winds. Nestor pointed toward her
and stayed behind as Pavel and Erik followed her blood spoor. Along the way, Erik picked up a discarded
metal pipe, about two inches around and four feet long. He thumped it menacing against his free
hand. Nika realized she was doomed.
distance, Nestor walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk. She wondered if they were going to take her
on another ride, but this made no sense.
If they were going to kill her, surely they would do it here. The pipe Erik had picked up was enough
evidence of that.
retarded, cock-sucking piece of shit!” Erik barked when he and Pavel walked up
to Nika as she lay on the ground. “You had the audacity to try to escape? You
were supposed to freeze to death, you slimy cooze!”
still squirming and weakly moving her legs. She was also crying in despair. Angrily, Erik kicked her in the side.
Nika screamed hoarsely. “No… please… I…
I was just… Aaaaaaiighh!!”
absorbed another kick, this one from Pavel.
“You were trying to get to that dumper to drive off, that’s what you
were doing.” Pavel took a few steps to
the truck and looked into the window.
“Doors are open and the key’s in the ignition. You almost made it, bitch. Just a few more
feet. Too bad you went to all this trouble for nothing.” He looked along the long wake of blood
leading back to the fence.
Erik said to Pavel. “You know why we’re here.”
she’s supposed to be a corpse.” Pavel pointed to the naked blonde at their
still move… well, sort of. Nestor told
us to make sure she doesn’t try something like this again… just in case.”
you think I grabbed this pipe, dumbass?” Erik rolled his eyes at his comrade,
who furrowed his brow and looked away.
stood to one side of Nika, who had finally given up her writhing about. She lay still, her face to the ground so she
could not see what Erik was about to do.
He kicked her legs together, aligning Nika’s shapely thighs side by
raised the heavy pipe overhead.
It was a bestial scream of anguish – certainly not Nika’s first, but easily
among the loudest. It was accompanied by two intense snaps, as if someone were
breaking a pair of thick branches across his knee. Erik had used both arms to
thrust the pipe downward, landing it forcefully across the back of Nika’s
thighs. With one blow, he smashed both
the young beauty’s femurs to kindling about midway between her knees and ass.
takes care of the legs,” said Erik with satisfaction, raising his voice above
Nika’s continuing cries. He examined his handiwork. Both the woman’s thighs were deformed and
spread slightly at odd angles. “I think this twat’s walking days are over.”
a bit squeamish. “I don’t think she could walk anyway,” he said.
now we’re sure. Let’s get the slobbering
slut to Nestor so we can finish off this mess.”
Erik and Pavel lifted the quivering body of Nika up by the shoulders and
dragged her between them back to the pit.
Nika looked down in misery as her incredibly strenuous escape attempt,
which had come so close to succeeding, was erased in under a minute.
time Pavel and Erik had hauled Nika back to where she had been tied to the
fence, Nestor had finished pulling out whatever was in the trunk of the
sedan. Nika gasped aloud – it was
Marina! He shuffled the limp body
forward and held it upright in front of the horrified blonde.
statuesque brunette was as stunning as ever, except that she had been rendered
less well-endowed than she had been earlier.
As Nika had feared, someone had gone after the two drug-filled implants,
removing them at the expense of Marina’s magnificent bosom. Considerately
slicing along the surgical scars which ran along the underside of the woman’s
breasts, her assailants carved into the soft tissue and pulled out the
contraband hidden in her chest. The
incisions had released not only the implants, but also a torrent of blood and
fatty flesh which had gushed from her sternum down to her toes. Though perhaps not as badly wounded as Nika,
Marina, at least from the front, was just as bloody.
can see,” said Nestor, “Dmitri’s mule has surrendered her consignment, albeit
somewhat involuntarily. We found her
tied to the support column in the shed – which I assume is how you left her –
but this…” He pulled her right breast upward to reveal the deep gash carved
into its base. “…this I don’t believe is your handiwork.”
shook her head. Had she had the guts to
extract the shipment instead of leaving it for Tanaka’s men to find later, things
may have played out more to her advantage.
Instead, by leaving the dirty work for others, she had nothing of value
to offer on her own behalf. Even if the
Japanese were still willing to accept her application, there was little they could
do to save her now.
to say that we were the ones who hacked into this bitch’s jugs and got the
shipment, but someone else beat us to it.” Nestor let go of Marina, whose
naked, crimson streaked body dropped to the ground with a thud. She fell on her back in an oddly seductive
pose. Her eyes were closed and it seemed
she was dead, most likely from blood loss.
why bring her back here? Just to show
me?” Nika asked between clattering teeth.
“You really are an idiot. Did you think we would just leave your sorry dead ass
wired to that fence? I mean this is a
legit dumping site. Murdered nudes tend
to bring unwanted attention. And since
we discovered this carcass as well,” he kicked Marina lightly, “it’s gonna be a
realized she had only delayed her execution, and that soon she and Marina would
be buried forever in this desolate dumping ground. She made one last desperate attempt to
bargain with her captors.
the drugs. I know who took them. I know where they are.” She shuddered in the cold, still hanging
between Erik and Pavel. “I can… I can
get them back for you.”
all three men laughed.
drugs? The so-called LSD?” Nestor said
mockingly. “I’m afraid the joke is on
you. Well, to be honest, the joke is on
all of us – but you’re the one who’s going to pay for your treachery. And
Tanaka – yes we know you were working for him – he’s now the owner of two 800cc
implants filled with high-grade… silicone.”
you think? Dmitri has a few spies in the local Yakuza, and one of them caught
you dealing with the Japs to set up this double-cross. But Dmitri trusted you and didn’t believe you
were the traitor. So he set up the
transfer to make sure. It would be just
like a regular shipment, except there’d be no LSD. All of us thought it was business as usual…
the shippers, the plastic surgeon, Marina, even us. It wasn’t until we called Dmitri from that
shed after finding this chick with her tits cut open that he told us. Because you led us to her, that left no
all of this… all of this was for nothing…” Nika sniveled. “I… I never had a
was a sting. And you fell right into
it. At least you lived long enough to
find out what a fool you’ve been.”
Nestor grinned as he watched the naked blonde slump forward in the grasp
of the two men.
what?” Pavel asked impatiently as squalls of snow swirled around them. “This storm is picking up and it’s freezing. The ground is hard as rock so there’s no way
we can bury these bitches.” He stomped his foot a few times to make his point.
“Don’t tell me we have to take them somewhere else.”
Nestor said. “We’ve got the perfect place to dump them.” He pointed at the
pit. “Ten feet down and surrounded by
garbage. Tailor made.” He laughed.
“After all, they’re nothing but trash.”
someone might spot the bodies.” Erik wasn’t sure he agreed with Nestor.
kidding me? The collectors just back up their
trucks and dump the loads. No one steps
out to check that rotting pile of rubbish – the stink alone would knock ‘em
out. Besides, in ten minutes, these two
will be covered in snow, and once the next truck comes along, they’ll be under
a ton of litter. Trust me, it’s perfect.”
Erik nodded, dragged Nika a few more yards to the edge of the crater, then
flung her over the brink. She cried out
as she somersaulted into the chasm, releasing a guttural grunt as she landed
face up and spread-eagle on the pile of waste.
At first she was overcome by the staggering stench, retching and choking
as bile rose in her throat. And then she
felt a new surge of pain as the sharp edges of broken glass and metal debris
cut into her back and fractured legs.
Nestor killed her first, she thought.
Did they want to make her suffer even more? They knew she was on the verge of succumbing
to exposure. Perhaps they would let the
elements do their work while she endured even further agonies. Nika did not want to die… but at the same
time she begged for her torment to end.
later, the men heaved Marina’s body into the pit as well. It landed face down directly on top of Nika,
the weight forcing the jagged pieces of trash further into her back. Above her, standing at the perimeter of the
pit, the three men chortled as if they’d heard a bawdy joke. Nika realized it was the sight of the
brunette beauty sprawled on top of her in such an obviously coital position
that amused them.
having Marina draped over her was anything but amusing, but she was surprised
how warm the woman’s body was. She could
feel Marina’s maimed breasts press against her own, and the blood which
continued to pump from the courier’s gruesome wounds was oddly comforting as it
streamed across Nika’s frozen skin.
Lying face-to-face, Marina and Nika did indeed look like a couple in the
throes of a torrid embrace. As Nika
turned her head slightly, she felt Marina’s puffy lips slide across hers in a
bizarre, lurid kiss of death.
blonde was momentarily repulsed, yet at the same time, she couldn’t help but
become slightly aroused by the close contact of a warm human body pressing
against her, even while she was on the threshold of death. Nika embraced her “partner” and pushed their
lips together, using her tongue to reach into Marina’s mouth.
as she thought she was consummating a perverse sexual union with a corpse, Nika
felt Marina’s hot breath waft down her throat.
beguiling female lying on top of her was still alive!
It took less
than half a minute for the pack of rats to reach its destination. It took less
than five seconds for Eda to come to as she felt the now familiar sensation of
the tiny claws digging into her flesh.
And then, when she realized there were a dozen of the filthy critters
assaulting her, she summoned up as much energy as she could muster to release a
throaty wail of agony.
no longer shriek and squeal like the real-life scream queen she had
become. Her ordeal had already taken her
past the point where she could emit high-pitched, feminine cries, let alone
articulate pleas for mercy. Instead, all
that rose from between her wide-spread lips was a husky, feral sound – like the
yelping of a mortally wounded fox at the end of a hunt. Even if she had the strength to scream
louder, the moldy peanut butter pushed into her mouth would have rendered her
women, Eda was deathly afraid of rats.
But never had she imagined being desecrated by a dozen of the beasts at
once, all while stripped naked and shackled to the dirt floor of a cold, dark
dungeon. Now bound in an inverted
position, with her upper body splayed out on the ground, Eda was more helpless
than ever. The most vulnerable parts of her sumptuous anatomy were displayed to
best advantage for the famished rodents. They clambered over their squirming
prey like carnivorous Lilliputians attacking a distaff Gulliver. It was a scene
not for the squeamish.
the weight of the little monsters as they crawled over her, their snouts
digging into the peanut butter which now covered a good deal of her torso. As
before, there was a momentary respite as the creatures sampled the fetid spread
and slowly ate away the thin layer of sticky crud, which this time did little
to satiate the much larger contingent.
To make matters worse, the three rats which had previously enjoyed the
fruits of Eda’s tempting flesh, decided they were not yet full and joined there
new friends for more of the same.
to put mind over matter in futile attempts to clear her thoughts of the perverse
torment she was suffering. Instead, she
closed her eyes and imagined the heft of the rats was a savage but benevolent
lover who was fucking her bound body with a combination of ruthless lust and
affection – satisfying her masochistic desires as no one else could.
system was already running amuck, so for a moment, her fantasy took her away
from the cold, desperate reality she faced.
But Eda could not erase the thoughts of the these loathsome devils
intent on tearing into her like a giant pork roast, especially now that she
could raise her head and see them flocking over her. With her ears clear of the wax, she could
even hear the hideous clicking of their mandibles as the rats chomped away with
their oversized incisors.
of her predicament was too barbaric – too vicious – for Eda to ignore – and any
attempt to block it with sexual delusions worked about as well as could be
expected. Which was to say, not at all.
Eda’s initial respite was over. The rats
had made their way through the peanut butter slathered on her body, and now
they had only the similarly scented flesh beneath to continue their banquet. This time, her nipples would not be spared,
and as if to make up for their predecessors’ oversight, it was here that the
mob of rodents extended their gustatory journey. Eda gasped in unmitigated pain as three of
the creatures simultaneously sunk their teeth into the nerve-ridden tips of her
several minutes, but in time, Eda’s nipples were gone – as were sizeable chunks
of what remained of her tits. A small
crevasse had been gnawed along the length of her midsection, and a pair of enterprising
rodents had managed to tear away her labia, securing for themselves two of the
most tender morsels on the poor woman’s body.
slow, relentless evisceration of Eda’s body continued, the worst was yet to
come. Lured by the few chunks of peanut
butter still available, the rats began exploring what was buried inside their
prey. It took some additional work, but
the vermin who made the effort, were well rewarded.
stunned disbelief, Eda felt several rats clamber on her head, their pointed
claws gouging into her face and neck to maintain a foothold. Their goal was to
reach the peanut butter which Andre had crammed into her mouth, and it did not
take them long to find it. With Eda’s
jaws forced wide apart by the O-ring gag, no less than three of the creatures
were able to thrust their furry heads in her gaping maw to reach the moldy
rats chewed away the slimy contents within, they crawled ever deeper into Eda’s
mouth. She gagged and retched, almost
choking to death on clumps of vomit heaving up from her stomach. Once the peanut butter was gone, as always,
the insatiable brutes dined on Eda’s flesh, this time ripping into her from the
inside. Those rats not able to get into
her mouth made do by nibbling on her swollen lips and tongue, which also
carried the acrid scent of their preferred food.
same time, another group of the brutes scratched around a second entrance to
Eda’s body, the one which now contained the last vestiges of peanut
butter. It had been pushed inside her
pussy, but with their quarry’s labia severed and lots of blood flowing to
provide lubrication, even the larger rats were able to squeeze into her vaginal
the sensation of these repulsive creatures tunneling within her womanhood was
far beyond her most ghastly nightmares.
She writhed more desperately than ever against the chains, gasping out
her pathetic moans of anguish. She had
reached the absolute pit of peredition, she thought. Her ordeal could not get any worse…
not until the last of the peanut butter inside her was gone, and she felt the
rat’s teeth tear into her cervix.
blonde bitch is still alive,” said Pavel, the most cautious of the three
men. They had watched with amusement as
Nika wrapped her arms around Marina to caress the warm body of her seemingly
expired “paramour”. “We can’t leave without making sure they are both dead.”
Pavel,” sighed Erik. “Like I said, she
won’t last another half hour. Why waste ammo?”
not like we’re paying for the bullets,” said Nestor. “I suppose it’s better to be safe than
sorry. She almost made it to that truck
earlier, so maybe Pavel’s right. Let’s
finish the cunts…”
at the edge of the pit, the three men pulled out their handguns and aimed the
weapons down at the naked women. Nika
was mostly covered by the prostate brunette, but at such close range, the
rounds would easily penetrate both torsos.
three,” said Nestor.
Pl… please…” Nika moaned in a barely audible whisper. She had heard the men’s conversation, and
through gaps in the blowing snow, she could see them pointing their guns at
her. If any hope remained, she thought,
it now was gone.
two… three…” Nestor counted.
them, the mobsters fired eight times.
Three slugs punched into Marina’s buttocks, two into her lower back and
three into her shoulders. Nika’s arms
remained fortuitously unscathed. As each
projectile drilled into its target, Nika felt Marina’s body buck and skid on
top of her, the blood seeping between them like oil. But after the final shot, all was still.
Pavel and Nestor waited for a minute.
The bodies were less than fifteen feet away, and though the swirling
squalls made it difficult to detect any movement, they could see the entrance
wounds along the brunette’s back leaking blood.
Pavel suggested someone climb into the pit and make absolutely sure that
Nika was gone for good, but even he didn’t volunteer to step through the fetid
pile of garbage.
already,” Nestor said. “They’re wasted.
Now let’s get out of here and end this sorry business.”
men returned to the black sedan and drove back to the city.
slowly opened the door and took a step inside the chamber. He raised one hand
to cover his mouth and nose, knowing that whatever he found inside would not be
pleasant to the senses. It had been at
least three hours. He had not rushed
back because he was certain that whether he returned in one hour or three
hours, it would not make any difference.
across the room to the chained figure on her back with her legs spread against
the wall. He turned his eyes away
quickly, but he had seen more than enough.
The rats were all over and around Eda’s body. Some were resting. Some were still feasting. There were rat droppings eveywhere.
glad that he had underlings to clean up the room – as well as to dispose of
Eda’s remains. “Remains,” he knew, was
the proper word. Based on a short glimpse, he could tell her body was virtually
snitches. But maybe this one had paid a
greater price than her betrayal warranted.
Yet unlike spies and traitors, who sometimes had a chance to earn a
quick death by telling all they knew, this offender never had any useful
information to allow her that option. Instead, her torturous demise was not
only slow and brutal, it was inevitable – meted out purely as punishment…
retribution as determined by Andre’s twisted code of honor. It was a code wherein betrayal was a crime
far greater than any other, one which justified the extreme penalty Eda
took a last glance at what was left of the treacherous wench. The rats had done
their work well. Though Eda’s delicate
facial features were remarkably intact, from the neck down none of her former
beauty remained. The once firm,
sylphlike breasts were gone, replaced by ragged craters of bloody adipose
tissue. Similar cavities pocketed her midsection, one of which served as a
passageway through her abdomen, leading to the obliterated remnants of her
pussy, which had once sheathed the threatening barrel of Andre’s gun.
hindsight Andre knew that during her torment Eda must have deeply regretted
that the weapon’s chamber was empty when he had pulled the trigger earlier that
stepped back outside the chamber and closed the door. He knew that it would be a while before he
would be able to set foot in it again. Fortunately, there were several rooms
that he could continue to use. In the
meantime, he called the head of Dmitri’s clean-up crew and requested that Eda’s
masticated corpse be disposed of in the usual manner.
A soft, breathy murmur of pain was barely audible above the wailing winds. It rose from the squalid depression and faded
away with no one to hear it. Apparently
the protracted torment of Nika had not come to an end. She had not been
“wasted” after all. Not yet.
rounds had entered her body. One bullet had run completely through her lower
abdomen, just inches above her pussy. It
had first entered Marina’s right buttock before exiting her hip and skewering
the blonde. A second slug hit Marina just below the shoulder blade and ended up
perforating Nika’s left breast until it lodged against her rib cage. Both wounds caused intense agony, but neither
was instantly lethal.
been spared because only Pavel had fired standard rounds, easily capable of
penetrating more than one body. The six
projectiles Erik and Nestor had discharged were, unknown to them, hollow
points, all of which mushroomed harmlessly in Marina’s torso. Well, harmlessly
as far as Nika was concerned. For
Marina, the results were catastrophic.
fought against the added pain of being shot, expecting to die at any second,
she realized her latest injuries, which she could not see, were perhaps not
fatal. She could feel the two wounds,
but knew there had been eight rounds fired.
She assumed the remaining six bullets had either missed their targets,
or more likely, were imbedded in Marina’s flesh.
the repeated volleys, the brunette courier’s lips were still perversely locked
against Nika’s, but the woman’s faint breath was now impossible to detect. Her eyes remained closed, but her expression
had changed. Her lips were beginning to
cool, as was the blood that continued to pump from the savage cuts in her
no longer any doubt. Marina the mule was
Christ!” exclaimed the heavyset man wearing a hoodless, orange hazmat suit.
There was a patch stitched with the name “Marv” on the left side of his
chest. Marv, along with his auburn
haired, similarly attired coworker Lucy had just entered the stone walled
chamber which for the moment served as a crypt for Eda. As members of the Kolnikoff
clean-up crew, they had been assigned to dispose of the body and tidy the place
up – not the most pleasant of tasks.
one look at Eda’s body and could not help but blurt out an expletive. He’d worked as one of Dmitri’s cleaners for
over a year, but had never come across anything quite this gruesome. Usually, the corpses were riddled with
bullets, not chewed apart by starving rodents. Thankfully, someone had already
come by and recovered the rats. Perhaps
they were needed elsewhere.
Lucy looked at the bloody mess jackknifed against the wall and echoed Marv’s
sentiments. She had no cleaning experience at all, and had earned the job as
punishment for screwing up a hit on some Yakuza boss named Tanaka. She was supposed to play the honey trap in
the set-up, but she let her cover slip, tipping off the target. Lucy was lucky to be alive. Were it not her first offence, and were she
not among Dmitri’s hottest employees, her penance would have been far more
severe than being demoted to dumping whack-jobs.
it was going to be bad when Andre suggested the suits,” said Marv. “But, shit…
what did the bitch do to deserve this?”
dunno,” said Lucy. “It’s probably best not to speculate.” She did not want to
think that it could well have been her in Eda’s position. Instead, she was fortunate to be getting rid
of the woman’s remains.
looking face though,” Marv commented appreciatively while taking a closer look
at their subject. “I’ll bet she had a
foxy body to match… before all this happened anyway.” His gaze drifted down to what was left of
Eda’s chest. “I’ll bet she was stacked.”
rolled her eyes. “Don’t be daft. She’s
Asian. They’re not known for having big
tits. Bitch probably was a 34B at best. Hardly worth your time.” Lucy’s own chest had
been considerably enhanced, and she tended to be competitive when comparing
herself to other women, even dead ones whose boobs were virtually decimated.
so,” sighed Marv. “Not that it matters
now.” He paused a moment, shaking his
head sadly. “Oh well, let’s get her to
the chute. Do you know when the next
truck is coming by?”
the dot,” said Lucy. “We’d better get a move on. It’s the last pick-up of the day.”
then.” The pair undid Eda’s shackles, removed her wrists and ankles from the
cuffs, then laid her flat out on the dirt floor. They unfolded a portable stretcher they had
brought along, and rolled the body face-up onto the canvas.
bastard Dmitri is too cheap to buy body bags, so we gotta keep looking at this
pile of slop,” Lucy muttered as she and Marv lifted the stretcher by its
handles. “It’s enough to make you wanna pu…
Yeaahhh!! God!!” She screamed and dropped her end of the carrier. She pointed
at the cadaver. “Marv… look!!”
by his partner’s yell, Marv also dropped the stretcher, leaving Eda crashing to
the floor. He saw what Lucy was pointing at.
A large, black rat, its fur covered in blood and bits of gore, was
emerging from the shredded scraps of Eda’s pussy. At least one of the creatures
had hidden inside the corpse, and was overlooked by the rat wranglers who had
come by earlier.
pretty fucking sick…” said Marv, his voice trailing off. For a moment, there
was disbelieving silence. He kicked the slimy animal off the stretcher, and
watched it scurry to a corner of the room.
there could be more of those things inside her,” Lucy said uneasily. She was reluctant to pick up the carrier
again. It was obvious that more than
just one – or even a few – animals were responsible for turning Eda’s flesh
only a rat,” said Marv with a sigh. “If
there were more, it looks like they’re gone now. So buck up and let’s get this
over with. This dead twat is creeping me
again, Lucy and Marv lifted the stretcher, this time successfully carrying Eda’s
body out of the room and down a dimly lit hallway.
worsening weather grew colder, so did Marina’s corpse. This was bad news for Nika, who had been
relying on the faint heat emanating from Marina’s body to stay alive. Now that the dead brunette was almost as
frigid as the surrounding garbage, she served little purpose.
tried desperately to extricate herself from under the stiffening carcass, but
discovered to her own horror, that she could barely move. Her broken legs were useless, and the rest of
her battered body erupted with unabated pain with even the slightest
motion. All she could do was use her
arms, still barely mobile, in an attempt to slide Marina off.
women’s blood was beginning to freeze, but it was still slippery enough to abet
Nika’s efforts. Thanks to a slight
incline, Marina’s corpse slid forward across Nika’s torso. Her congealing breasts slithered over the
blonde’s face, followed by her abdomen, before the cadaver slipped to one side,
leaving Nika now partially pinned beneath it.
the pain, Nika bucked and pushed against the body, but still, she was unable to
free herself. Her limbs had become
completely numb, and she realized most of her muscles had seized up from the
cold. Snow settled on her naked skin,
and fell so thick, she could no longer see the edge of the pit or the fence
surrounding it. Everything was turning
white as Nika’s breathing grew labored.
the chirping ring tone of a phone rose above the howling wind. Nika’s heart skipped a beat. It was her cell – not the one she normally
used, which she had discarded – but the burner she acquired specifically to
contact Tanaka. She had hidden it in a
drawer at the shed after leaving Marina and her “contraband” implants for the
Yakuza. Tanaka had the number, and she
had told him to use it as a GPS beacon so his men could find Marina and the
supposed drug shipment.
of Dmitri’s ruse, they had found nothing but the comely courier and her
impressive, but effectively worthless artificial boobs – as well as the phone
which led them to the ill-fated woman.
Having no further use for the device, Nika would have guessed the men
would have left it behind along with Marina’s mangled body.
did the phone get to the pit? And where
was it? Nika waited for it to ring
again, and when it did, this time she also felt it vibrate – against her left nipple! She struggled to raise her head and saw that Marina’s
buxom backside now lay across her chest.
Her groin was facing down and pushing directly against Nika’s breast.
When the cell rang again, Marina’s pubis quivered, pulsating against the
blonde’s sensitive nipple.
bastards,” Nika croaked. “They… they put
it… inside her.”
as a joke, or for sexual amusement, or some unknown purpose, Tanaka’s men had
stuffed Nika’s burner phone into Marina’s pussy, deep enough to lodge it in
place, where it remained up till now… jammed into a corpse.
she was not at all fond of the once desirable Marina, Nika was repulsed by the
depravity of the Yakuza. But when the
phone rang a fourth time, she realized Tanaka’s thugs inadvertently left her
one last chance to survive. If the
device was still working, she could use it to call for help. All she needed to do was stay alive long
enough for rescue services to trace the signal.
course first she had to retrieve the phone.
truck still there?” Marv asked anxiously. He and Lucy had hauled their grisly
cargo up two flights of stairs to a small room marked “Garbage”. Inside, behind a hinged door on the far wall,
was a two foot square opening to an enclosed metal chute which sloped downwards
at 45 degrees outside the building. The
opposite end of the chute opened twelve feet above a back alley.
Lucy replied. She was peering through a window overlooking the alley and spied
an orange dump truck parked with its hopper under the trough. A “Kolnikoff
Waste Disposal” logo was visible on the driver’s door. “It’s just after three,”
she noted, looking at her watch, “and it usually waits for five or ten minutes
before heading out. We’ve got time.”
dumper in position?”
criminy, it’s already loaded with… with… I dunno, it looks like dead animal
guts. I think I can see a pig's head or
two in there. God… if I have to see one
more disgusting sight today, I’ll heave for sure.”
probably stopped at the rendering plant before coming here,” said Marv. He looked at Eda lying on the stretcher, then
added with a laugh, “she’ll fit right in. Just one more sow carcass for the
chuckled. “Damn right.”
me throw the bitch down the chute. This
place smells to high heaven.” The room
was crammed with filled trash bags and other detritus which still awaited
disposal. Some of it had been there for
days, even weeks. But Lucy and Marv were concerned with discarding only one
they maneuvered the stretcher so that one end rested against the chute entrance
and the other was tilted upwards until Eda’s corpse skidded off the
canvas. It continued to slide headfirst
along the filthy duct until it spilled out of the other side, sprawling luridly
across the pile of organic waste in the hopper.
right. She fit right in.
rallied the last of her declining strength to bend her gelid left arm upward
between Marina’s thighs. With numb, frostbitten fingers, she pushed against the
dead courier’s icy crotch until she was able to force all five digits between
the woman’s labia. The flesh was frigid,
but still pliant enough for Nika to gradually slip her hand into Marina’s
sex. The inside of her pussy remained
moist enough for Nika to slide her forearm along the canal until at last she
was able to reach the phone, which had been cruelly stabbed deep into Marina’s vagina.
had long stopped ringing of course. The
tone had sounded six times before transferring the caller to voice mail, long
before Nika had splayed Marina’s vulva to retrieve the apparatus. But this hardly mattered. Nika had no intention of answering. She knew who the caller was, as only one
person knew the phone’s number… Tanaka.
Tanaka, by now most certainly aware that he had been duped, would be calling
Nika for only one purpose – to get revenge for being betrayed by the
Russians. To do so, meant finding the
sultry, blonde double crosser who had set him up. Once again, the phone would lead him to his
did Tanaka know that Dmitri had been equally intent on ensuring Nika paid for
her transgressions. As far as the
Russian mobster was concerned, that debt had been settled – and though Nika
still clung to life, in a way it had. As
for the Yakuza, there was little hope that they would be able to augment the ravishing
as good as gone. Unless…
meager amount of warmth inside Marina’s vaginal canal was just enough to loosen
Nika’s frozen fingers so that she could claw them around the phone and drag it
along the slimy orifice. At last, she
managed to pop the device from its fleshy sheath. Unable to hold it steady, Nika wedged the
cell between Marina’s buttocks and used her frozen index finger to launch a
keypad and dial 911.
the cold, the phone was still working.
Nika heard the detached voice of the emergency call operator. But by now, she was far too weak to answer
the questions which followed. She summoned as much breath as she could, and
coughed out a single word.
hheeelllp…” It was no more than a
guttural moan, but it was all she could muster.
Nika prayed that her desperate gasp and the phone’s fading GPS signal
would be sufficient for responders to find her in time.
bereft of almost all her senses. Her
vision was obscured by a swirling mass of snow, revealing nothing but a
flickering white vista. Except for the pulsing pain which engulfed her nerves,
her body was numb from head to toe. Even
her sense of smell had been ravaged by the noxious fumes rising from the mound
of detritus on which she lay. Only her hearing remained intact, but there was
nothing to be heard except the blistering wind.
until an oddly familiar sound rang in Nika’s ears. At first she thought she was imagining it,
but as the repeating tone grew steadily louder, she recognized the recurring
warning beep made by utility vehicles when backing up.
a rush of hope. Someone was driving
toward the pit. Someone had come to
an ambulance staffed with paramedics arriving just in time, Nika tried
desperately to scream out to help them locate her. But she could no longer utter a sound – her
throat and tongue were swollen in a frozen torpor. Yet surely she would be found. After all, the GPS signal had led the rescue
team close enough to discover this isolated field and the prominent pit at the
end of the lane.
rhythmic beep-beep-beep of the vehicle continued. Nika heard no voices, no footsteps, nothing
to indicate someone was approaching. A minute
passed and the beeping stopped, followed shortly afterward by a metallic thunk
and the distinct whine of a hydraulic lift.
thought. It can’t be.
could not see was the large, orange dump truck which had slowly backed up to
the edge of the pit. Faded lettering on
the cab doors read “Kolnikoff Waste Disposal”.
Behind the cab, the fully loaded hopper began to tilt upwards to allow
its contents to slide through the rear tailgate and into the pit.
truck’s driver had worked for the legitimate arm of Dmitri’s organization for
almost ten years, and had run this route countless times. He knew exactly where to stop his truck, and
given the disagreeable weather, he was not about to leave the comfortable
confines of his heated cab. Moreover, though his payload varied, it was always
unpleasant. This was still more reason
to stay in the truck and let the automatic dumper do the dirty work.
that day, he had picked up some particularly foul contents – over a ton of putrefying
detritus from the Riga’s rendering plant.
The hopper was filled with assorted entrails, bones, rotted flesh and
other organic scraps from diseased pigs which were too contaminated to serve
further use, not even for fertilizer.
The fetid heap of decaying animal waste had grown cold, but was still
covered with slime and glutinous fluids.
to the driver, on his last stop, another carcass had been dropped onto his load
– this one human. It added about a
hundred pounds to the total weight of his putrid payload, but otherwise made no
difference. In fact, it was all but unrecognizable amidst the animal remains
congealed into a single mass of reeking tissue, the carrion, both porcine and
human, easily skidded along the hopper bed as the mechanism tilted upward,
pushing through the rear gate of the box and dropping into the pit.
had already been overwhelmed by the vile odors of the existing debris
surrounding her, what remained of her sense of smell was instantly obliterated
by the unbearable stench of what was falling towards her. She felt bile rise in her throat and gasped
for air. Seconds later, the first
streams of liquid slopped over her exposed flesh.
Nika was engulfed by a torrent of entrails, splintered bones and decaying waste
matter. It fell on her with such force
that Marina’s corpse, which still lay across her torso, was swept away as if
caught up in a flooding river. Nika too
felt her body arch upwards and thrust back by the deluge which crashed down on
moments after anticipating salvation, she was forced to endure an abominable
torment beyond what even Dmitri’s goons inflicted on her. Her nude, battered body was being crushed
under a seemingly limitless mass of decomposing excrement. The weight of the toxic load squashed Nika’s
organs and broke her bones. The sludge
seeped into her mouth, ears and nostrils.
The force of the impact twisted her limbs into odd positions, almost
ripping them away from her body.
Throughout her ordeal, Nika suffered agonies beyond what any woman – or
man – could imagine.
less than a minute for the driver to dump his cargo. When he was finished, he lowered the now
empty hopper and drove away, leaving the frigid field deserted once again.
barely alive, was left buried from head to foot in dismembered carcasses, one
of which was her treacherous friend Eda – an apt coincidence she was unable to
desperately under the congealed mass of refuse which was crushing her. She struggled to breathe. She felt the cold
and indescribable pain consume her.
she could hang on a little longer…
Unit 32 reporting to base… Unit 32 reporting to base.” A female paramedic bundled in a thick,
down-filled jacket emblazoned with EMT insignia stood next to a waste disposal
pit in the middle of a barren, wintry expanse. The sun was setting and a bleak
blizzard was swelling around her. She established contact with her unit
dispatcher using the portable 2-way radio strapped to her utility belt.
“This is St.
Joe’s, Unit 32… go ahead…” came a crackling reply.
call AG-342333, we have reached the source coordinates and thoroughly searched
the site for any indication of distress.
There’s nobody here… no activity whatsoever, and no sign of an
emergency. We’re standing in a snowstorm
next to a pile of trash in an open field about ten miles out of town. Looks like a crank call.”
hear that, 32. Have you tried another call-back?”
“Yes. No ring… no new coordinates. Straight to a generic VM message. The phone battery could have gone dead, or
maybe the prankster disabled the device so it couldn’t be traced.”
“Okay. Looks like you and Bill can hit the road.”
ended the call and signaled Bill, her partner, who was circling the pit for the
third time looking for clues.
thing,” he said as the pair walked back to their emergency response vehicle. “If
there’s anything on the ground, the snow’s covered it up by now, and there sure
ain’t no people anywhere near here.”
about that orange truck turning onto the road just as we pulled in?”
noticed it,” said Bill. “Kol… Kowal… Kowalski’s Waste… something like that. I
really doubt the driver made the call.
He probably just dumped a load of garbage before we got here. The top
layer of shit in that hole didn’t have much snow on it, so it’s probably his
delivery. Looked like… I dunno… ground
up pigs or something.”
dig through it to see if you can find a cell phone?”
laughed and climbed in the ERV passenger seat.
His partner got in as well and drove the white truck along the lane
through the freshly fallen snow.