Feminist Revenge

by Corby, Linda

  Preston really thought his luck was in when Reemo raised her hem to expose more of her shapely legs and Preston was positively dribbling when she let him put his hand between her legs.

  Reemo felt sick as she felt Preston’s fingers touch her pussy, he had ripped her tights roughly and shoved his middle finger into her opening, and she could see the look of lust all over his face but knew that no matter what she had to this thing though. She was finding it exceptionally hard not to show her dislike of Preston, feeling sure that he must be able to sense how she felt. Forcing herself she opened his fly as she came into contact with his member and started to rub the foreskin it hardened immediately, his member was huge much larger than she had expected, it made her wonder if it was the reason he was well known to pay over the odds for a session.

  Reemo had never gone in for the oldest profession but this was a very different matter!

  Reemo suggested that they should go to her friend Caroline Swans place. Telling Preston how nice and private it was, not far in fact from where they were parked.

  Preston didn’t think twice about going to Caroline’s home why should he when all he was after was screwing Reemo, he would have gone just about any place that he thought he could do so. To his little one track brain he could have more fun in an empty house as Reemo wouldn’t be able to change her mind and get away.

  Preston drove like a mad man and Reemo was disgusted to see the saliva around his mouth, she knew he was only behaving in that way as he couldn’t stand the thought of losing any time with her.

  When they arrived at the house Reemo took him straight to the bedroom wanting to get the whole ordeal over with as fast as she possibly could, finding it all far too traded.

  Reemo sat down on the bottom of the bed and was amazed at the speed that Preston dropped his clothes to the ground, she felt sickened as she felt his rough hands tear her tights off and helped her to remove her dress.

  Preston got onto the bed, Reemo wondered where on earth Caroline had got to as Preston yanked her alongside him. She could feel his heartbeat racing as he quickly undid and wrenched off her bra to expose her full young breasts to him. As she lay now completely naked next to him she shuddered to see his eyes so obviously feasting on her his eyes bulging with wanton lust, resting first on her perfectly formed breasts and then slowly to her amazingly black hairy bush.

  Reemo wished with all her heart that she had never got herself into such an awful predicament as she knew then that there was no way that she could face having intercourse with this revolting creature beside her. She made a move to get off the bed intending to get dressed and turned to Preston trying to put her words in an order that would keep him there long enough for Caroline to arrive and sort him out.

  “I’ll be back in a minuet I’m just going to the loo first.”

  Preston didn’t reply straight away but Reemo saw the sadistic grin appear on his face as he quickly grabbed her bush with his left hand pull on it as he savagely put his body weight onto her left arm.

  “No, my little one, I’ve got no time to waste, I’m having you now. If you want to go it’ll just have to be on the bed it won’t bother me either way!”

  Reemo knew there was no point in fighting as he would obviously only make a mess of her in more ways than one. If that was to happen how could she explain it away to Ricky with that thought in mind she decided she would just have to grin and bear it.

  Reemo shuddered uncontrollably as he positioned himself over her and his body’s weight pinned her to the bed, flattening her completely. His large rough hands started to pour like sandpaper at her inner thighs and then onto the lips of her pussy, there grating made her start to dry up and as he forced himself between her legs she tried to explain to him how she felt.

  “Wait can’t you, you’re drying me up with your rough behaviour, and there’s no way you’ll be able to enter me without doing damage?”

  Preston completely went berserk taking no notice of her at all and not even bothering to listen as she pleaded with him to stop as her pussy dried up all together with the pain of his brutal manner. Reemo screamed in agony as she felt his knees split her wide apart, waiting with horror powerless to stop him as he guided his huge member into her opening and tore ruthlessly into her ramming vigorously and forcing her to stay in a position of his choice.

  Reemo could see by Preston’s face that he was enjoying her pain, as she felt she was relieved thinking he must have come as he moved his hands down from her shoulders.

  She wasn’t sure of anything as her body was in shock with his behaviour, she felt Preston’s hands wander down her sides and suddenly across her hip bones and onto her inner thigh with some of his fingers on the lips of her pussy wrenching her apart and dragging her along with him as he kneeled up on the bed.

  Preston continued to satisfy himself looking down to watch his member thrusting back and forth as he rode Reemo as hard as he could, thinking he’d made the most of the occasion knowing that he wouldn’t have another chance to go with her.

  Reemo had passed out with the violent pain of Preston’s actions and when she came around she found herself to be on the bedroom floor she was disgusted by the sight of Preston’s member thrashing in and out of Caroline like a pneumatic drill in action. Preston was dripping with perspiration, much to her distaste they appeared to be enjoying themselves, she actually had to go to the bathroom in order to throw up she just simply couldn’t stomach the scene. When Reemo returned to the bedroom having bathed and changed into a duplicate set of clothes she had left there the previous day Caroline had been just about to call her.

  Reemo looked at Preston as he lay gasping for breath on the bed turning blue around the bed, she could feel no pity for him just an intense hatred. She made a point of being particularly abusive as she told him who she really was and why he wasn’t going to get his heart tablets from his jacket pocket.

  Reemo didn’t have to wait long for him to draw his last breath she didn’t really like the sight of him wheezing and gasping and felt quite relieved when it was all over, she left Caroline’s sure in her own mind that Caroline wouldn’t have any problem dealing with the situation from that point on as she had planed what had to be done in the first place. Reemo weight straight round to her doctors after leaving Caroline’s, she was relieved to find that she was only internally bruised with no permanent damage knowing that she had just had a very narrow escape.

  Ricky didn’t know quite what to think when he read of Preston’s death in the papers, knowing Preston’s reputation he wasn’t at all surprised that he’d been in bed with a prostitute when he had suffered a server heart attack. He thought it a little strange as Preston was known to carry his heart tablets with him where ever he went. He dismissed the thought that Reemo could have had anything to do with his death as he knew that she had picked up the groceries and been to the doctors for a smear test that evening. The way that Ricky saw it there wasn’t any point in even bringing back her father’s death to her mind.

  Ray Colt pulled into the driveway of Zaneens bungalow; he got out of the car and made his way to the stables having had no reply at the door.

  Zaneen had just arrived back from taking Buggsie for a gallop along Merve beach and was just rubbing the horse down as Ray popped his head over the stable door and started to talk to Zaneen, he often wondered why she didn’t have a groom to do her horses knowing that she could well do if she wanted, he knew he wouldn’t have done the work himself if he had of been her. Zaneen lifted her head to greet him as he spoke to her.

  “I’ve come to ask you a straight question Zaneen and I expect a straight answer!”

  Zaneen wondered what on earth he could be on about she knew something had obviously annoyed him by the tone of his voice.

  “I don’t know what on earth you’re on about Ray but whatever it is I’ll give you a point blank answer if that’s what you want?”

  Ray spoke quietly looking straight into Zaneens face to see what her reaction was t
o what he had to say.

  “To be quite honest, I what I wanted to know is if you had anything to do with the death of Russell Preston or not?”

  Zaneen started at him with her clear sage eyes in amazement as she hadn’t even heard that Preston had died, the surprise on her face was genuine as she replied to Rays question.

  “Ray, I didn’t even know Preston had passed on, let alone have anything to do with it. Just out of feminine curiosity how did he die? He must have been killed off by someone or you wouldn’t be asking me if I had anything to do with it, if you follow my meaning?”

  Ray could see that she was telling the truth, he did wonder who had disposed of Preston and hoped that it wasn’t one of his family. He debated whether or not to ask Zaneen if she had any ideas on the subject but decided against it as he spoke to her.

  “Preston was at a prostitutes in her bed when he died, from what the papers said he died of a massive heart attack, the strange thing about it was that he had his heart tablets in his jacket pocket with him at the time. It doesn’t seem to ring true that the prostitute wouldn’t have been able to get them to him as she must have known they were there all the time!”

  Zaneen listened to what Ray had said and thought on it as she put Buggies rug on upside down on top of her sweat rug and did the surcingle up loosely turning to face Ray she gave her opinion as to what she thought could have been the reason.

  “Before we jump the gun Ray, remember Preston wasn’t the most well liked of people around to say the least. From what I can gather he was just the opposite in fact. It could well be that a complete outsider has taken advantage of the situation and paid this prostitute to deal with it for him. For that matter the prostitute could well have her own reasons for disposing of him, at any rate it’s not any great loss to us. Mind you I must admit it would have been better for us if it hadn’t been done just at this moment in time I will agree.”

  Rays voice was softer as he spoke this time, Zaneen didn’t fancy crossing him as she wasn’t too sure as to how he would react. She felt relieved that it had never come to that but she was unsure of just what he might have up his sleeve if she ever did have for any reason.

  “Let’s just hope that none of our little lot has got themselves mixed up in this muddle or things could turn out in quite an unpleasant way all round. I think it might well be a good idea to make some inquiries to safe guard ourselves that is. Somehow I’ve got a feeling in my bones that there could well be some problems regardless. I want you to explain the situation to Anthony if you don’t mind, so that he can break the news to Stephanie rather than to let her find out by reading it in the newspapers.”

  Zaneen agreed that she would sort for Ray and make sure that Anthony stressed to Stephanie that it hadn’t had anything to do with them. Zaneen didn’t like the thought that Stephanie might think of her as a liar and she had previously informed Stephanie that she was not going to kill her father for what had happened before. Therefore she couldn’t have had her thinking otherwise.

  Zaneen called Anthony into the main section of the bungalow to explain what had happened to him, Anthony was pleased that Zaneen had let him know as soon as she could have and he didn’t think Stephanie had read the daily papers as yet, which meant that she wouldn’t have found out hopefully.

  Caroline swan walked into her kitchen dumping her groceries down on the worktop and after collecting her shampoo from under her sink made her way to the bathroom. She was expecting a customer at two o’clock as it was only eleven she had plenty of time to soak in the bath for an hour or so before eating. Caroline turned the bath taps on, as she swivelled around to get a towel footsteps could be heard coming towards her from the bedroom. On reaching the doorway she saw two large men searching though her possession.

  “If you tell me what you are looking for, I might be able to assist you, if not then kindly get out of my studio before I call the police”, Caroline stated pointedly.

  The smaller of the two men turned putting Caroline’s radio on loud; he approached Caroline speaking with a slight accent that she couldn’t place.

  “We want to know why you didn’t give Mr Preston his heart tablets or should I say who paid you not to?”

  Caroline thought quickly giving him the same excuse as she had told the police.

  “I didn’t know where he kept the bloody pills. I had no idea Preston had a dickey heart, I only met him the day before in the lounge bar of his Litmer hotel. Don’t you think I’ve had enough shock with him croaking on me like that, without you two sneaking in here poking though my things?”

  The smaller of the two men was obviously the mouth piece as he replied again.

  “Now look here Caroline I’m not here to listen to fucking rubbish”.

  With that he gripped her arm roughly and shoved her into the bathroom, she landed on the loo seat, he then continued to speak standing over her, the larger man leaned in the doorway blocking the exit.

  “Be a cleaver girl and tell the truth, I wouldn’t like to make a mess of your means of earning money, would I?”

  Caroline started sweating and she knew he could see her body trembling, she denied lying but she knew the quake of her voice had betrayed her. The smaller man grabbed her hair and pulled her head back peering into her face he spoke practically spitting into her eyes.

  “You stupid bitch either you tell me who paid you or you’ll be sliced up well and truly”

  Caroline felt the sharp pain as he belted her across the face splitting open her lip.

  “There’s nothing I can’t tell you, I didn’t kill Preston, for Christ’s sake leave me alone.”

  Caroline stuttered as she snatched some toilet paper to mop the blood from her mouth.

  The smaller of the two men referred to the other as Rim telling him to help himself to the razor blade out of Caroline’s shaver on the bath and to turn the taps off, as it was overflowing. Caroline tried to dive out of the door the smaller of the two men punched her in the guts informing her to be cooperative for her own sake or Silky wouldn’t be nice to her. She could feel her scream being stifled as his large hand went over her mouth and the thud of his knee into the arch of her back as he wrenched her back towards him.

  Silky had sat on the loo seat with Caroline arched against his knee. She clawed at his restraining hand scratching into his flesh; he just laughed at her feeble attempts and twisted his fingers to tear open her lip. He told Rim to get rid of her clothes. Caroline felt the vomit rising into her throat as Rim sadistically sliced off her dress cutting into her skin with the razor blade. Silky clouted her head on the wash basin as he pushed her over it, telling her that she could choke later and that if she wanted to live she better cough up the information bloody quick.

  As Caroline’s vomiting stopped she gave Silky the information praying that they would now leave her alone. Silky’s hand gripped her neck keeping her head over the basin and he spoke in a sarcastic tone of voice.

  “Thanks a lot love, but I’m afraid you know our names. Rim you give it one so it looks as though she’s been done in by a kinky client, then we can get going.”

  Rim started arguing with Silky he didn’t like the idea of doing Caroline in, but after much talk between the two of them Silky got the better of Rim having made several rather pointed threats connected with Rims future with the family. Caroline struggled desperately to get away from them as Rim entered her from behind after pushing her knickers to one side of her pussy’s opening. She felt Silky’s hand push her mound upwards as Rim had asked him to as he wanted to get it over with as and come as quickly as possible. He did indeed come at a rapid speed.

  They dragged her over to the bath and she could feel the sting of her gashes as they submerged her in it, but she felt a strange numbness after Silky slashed her throat and she remembered no more as the blood gushed out of her body and she became motionless.

  By the time Caroline two o’clock client found her, and by the time the police arrived Silky and Rim were miles away, as t
hey had left no clues behind them, the police went off on exactly the tract that Silky had anticipated they would.

  Silky reported back to their Godmother (Mrs Lora Preston) who told him to find out who Reemo Long had got her information from and then to arrange for Reemo Long to have a fatal accident.

  (Part Two. Coming together.)

  7 Love will Out.

  Paul Dray had heard that Zaneen was back on the island for a short stay.

  Ray had been considerate enough to phone and tell him. Paul decided to pay her a visit and see if she had changed much since they had split up some eight years before.

  From that time to this no other woman had been able to endear themselves to him, he had not been able to stop the vision of Zaneen’s sage green eyes and sensuous body out of his mind’s eye along with her enchanting facial expressions partly covered by her long blond hair every day since they had been apart.

  Paul had never understood why she had not married him and given up her dangerous lifestyle when he had almost begged her to. He had wished so many times since then that he had not made the issue an ultimatum and that his pride had not made him leave her.

  As Paul Dray walked to his car he knew deep down that his whole life revolved around Zaneen whether she was with him or not, now he had made his mind up he was going to have her back for keeps one way or the other he just had to.

  Zaneen was drinking coffee looking out of her lounge window at Milve beach, Tarbra lying at her side. She stroked Tarbra glad that she had flown over for a break, she always felt safer and happier to have her dog with her, she smiled looking at Tarbra and felt only love in her heart.

  Ray had not been gone long when she saw Paul pull into her driveway, she had been thinking about what Ray had told her of Preston’s death but it all went out of her mind at the sight of Paul. Her pulse rate quickened and she almost followed her emotional desire to rush out and greet him, only pride stopped her from doing so. Zaneen’s insides flamed up as she opened the door to Paul, he was wearing faded jeans with a V-necked jumper, money obviously had not changed him in the least, though that did not come as any surprise to her, it had not entered her head that he would have.