Of black birds and blood | By : jennaraven Category: +G through L > G.I. Joe Views: 2125 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ch4
Raven went to talk to Kelly again. Tomax had found a hairpin or something on the seat and was picking the cuffs. He got them to release while Raven talked to Kelly. I can fly this chopper he reasoned but I need to get control of the situation first. He decided to make his move while her back was turned.
He hit Raven hard throwing her into the side window. Then he grabbed Kelly around the throat. Opened the door one handed and threw her out the door. Kelly screamed once and was gone. He took the controls, straightened out the chopper. Then he reached under the seat, grabbed the duct tape. He then bound Ravens hands with it and also her feet. After relieving her of weapons. He then he shoved her unconscious form behind him. He changed course intending to head to cobra island.
Raven came to slowly her head throbbing. Then she remembered what happened and panicked. She found herself on the floor; Tomax was at the controls, no Kelly. Raven swallowed oh shit what did he do with Kelly? “If you’re looking for your friend she went skydiving without a chute,” he said. Raven stomach tightened in a knot of fear.
She could feel that they were landing. Where are we? she wondered. Tomax had changed his mind at the last minute and landed instead at the summer cabin. He wanted to deal with this girl himself. He shut down the chopper and set the system lock. Now only he could fly it. He pulled off the headset and climbed into the back. He opened the door and hopped out. Then he grabbed Raven by the arm and hoisted her over his shoulder. She kicked and fought and swore at him.
He laughed at her and unlocked the cabin door. They entered and he tossed her on the sofa and went to the phone. Dialed up the office. He wanted to let Xamot know he was still alive.
Flint picked up the phone, when it rang. “Yes” he answered. Tomax paused why did that sound like a Joe’s voice. “To whom am I speaking?” asked Tomax “to Flint, who the hell are you?” Flint answered “Tomax” he answered “isn’t this Extensive Enterprises?” he asked wondering if he misdialed. “Yep this is it, did you say you were Tomax?” asked Flint “Yes, can you deliver a message for me?” asked Tomax feeling very weird about this conversation “Sure why not?” said Flint, this day was beginning to get really strange. Flint pulled down a notepad and pen. “Just tell Xamot I’m ok” said Tomax “gotcha, ok” said Flint. Tomax hung up shaking his head in disbelief. A Joe answering phones in his office, weird.
Flint put down the receiver strange, very strange. He looked at the paper and for a moment considered throwing it away. Tomax was after all an enemy. Then again Flint had a brother, so he could guess what Xamot was going through, he decided to deliver the message.
Tomax turned to his prisoner, under most circumstances he would have just shot her and been done with it. He would make a decision on her in a second. He picked up Kelly’s laptop, opened it and turned it on. Hmm he thought password, déjà vu. He tried a couple but they didn’t work. He got up and walked over to Raven who was struggling with her bonds. He smiled down at her, she really was beautiful. He was going to enjoy the next few days. He suddenly grabbed her by her hair pulling her up right. “Now I’m going to ask this once, what would your friend use as a password?” he asked menacely. “Go fuck yourself” she answered spitting in his face.
He nodded expecting an answer like that. He calmly pulled out his handkerchief and wiped the spittle from his face. He put his handkerchief away, and then lashed out suddenly with his fist. Catching her in the jaw. She fell off the couch and hit the floor hard. She lay there too stunned to move realizing that he had just hit her. Normally Tomax didn’t like to hit women, well unless she liked it or was a Joe. Of course he had been raised to respect women but this girl was a bitch.
He looked down at her prone form; he didn’t like the idea of hitting her. He did actually admire the ruthlessness she had shown thus far. He kneeled beside her head “did that hurt?” he asked sarcastically. She didn’t answer him just glared back in defiance. In truth he could really care less about the money, he was angrier at her actions. “You know we could have been friends it didn’t have to be this way” he said softly .He gently caressed her hair away from her face.
She narrowed her eyes at him, us friends never. “I see,” he said he sighed; “so that’s the way you want it,” he said He grabbed her by the upper arm and spun her around and hit her in the stomach. He then kneed her in the jaw when she doubled over. Knocking her into the coffee table, which broke. “Had enough?” he asked. She spit blood out of ther mouth and tried to turn over. Trying to get away from him, he kicked her for her effort. She flew forward landing face first on the couch. He walked slowly around behind her. What an interesting position to fall in.
He watched her struggle to rise, with her hands bound and her feet as well she was effectively helpless. He watched her for a few moments noting that the skirt she was wearing was pushed up so he could see her panties. He smiled why not she was his for the moment.
He stood behind her for a moment then he started undoing his pants. He took his belt off, then paused he wasn’t aroused yet. This reminded him of an old girlfriend, Trixie I think was her name; she had enjoyed the rough bondage stuff. Of course Trixie had been willing, he had even bought a dog kennel for her and put it in the basement.
She heard him remove his belt, she was suddenly very much afraid of what was going to happen next. He folded the belt in half and smacked her across the rear. She jumped and yelped, ouch that hurt. He kept doing it, her yelps and feeble struggles enticing him. He slid his fingers under her panties, then inside her roughly. She struggled trying to get away from him. Oh god she thought horrified he’s going to rape me. “No, no please don’t” she begged.
He laughed that sounded familiar. He kneeled on the couch behind her, and slid her panties down. Then he undid his own the rest of the way and let them fall. He entered her roughly, not caring if it hurt. She cried out begging for him to stop. It did no good he was enjoying himself too much. He finally got his fill and pulled out, she was sobbing when he did. I’ll tell you, she had begged, while he was violating her. She would have told him anything to get him to stop.
He pulled his pants up and stood up. She was a nice little piece now maybe she’d be more cooperative. He walked towards her head and flipped her over. He kneeled down next to her head and said, “now do you want to tell me what I want to know, or would you prefer more?” he said. He was mere inches from her face. She swallowed, her body was protesting painfully, and she was scared now of this man. “Yes” she answered afraid of what he had suggested. “Good girl” he said before he closed his mouth on hers. He was somewhat gentler.
He smiled at her, good girl about time. He walked over to the bar pulled a knife out of the drawer, and walked back over to her. She swallowed and drew back, thinking he meant to kill her with it. He chuckled then leaned down and cut her legs free. He wanted her able to walk, but the hands would remain bound for a while. He helped her stand up, when she did her panties dropped to the floor. He smiled then disentangled her from them. He half led half dragged her over to the table. He pulled out a chair and sat her in it. “Well?’ he asked as he took the chair opposite her in front of the laptop.
“It’s probably her cats name” she said, “which is?” he questioned “Misty” she answered “just misty?” he questioned, “Possibly the full name” she said “which is?” he prompted “Misty eyed romantic” she answered wryly. Tomax laughed what a stupid name for an animal “poor animal” he said. “Yeah that’s a really sucky name,” she agreed softly. He entered the name and the screen started loading. He looked at her sideways, he had meant what he said about wanting her as a friend. He liked her fiery spirit; he truly didn’t like the shrinking wallflower type. He saw her winch when she shifted; it sent a pang of regret through him. The screen came up and he checked the downloads and transfers.
He was reading the screen “well looks like your ‘friend’ Kelly put all of the money in her account” he said “what!” said Raven partially going to her feet, to lean over and look. “You can see for yourself,” he said noting mentally that her hair smelt like strawberries when she leaned past him to look at the screen.
“That bitch, that double crossing good for nothing whore” she ranted. “When I get my hands on her I’ll” she started to say, “you wont get that chance I already killed her, but if it’s any consolation we were at least ten stories up,” he said. Raven sat back down the reality of her situation slowly returning. He’s probably going to kill me next; she thought her stomach rebelled at the thought. Tomax read the look on her face “look I’m not going
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