Feminist Revenge

by Corby, Linda

  “Look here you silly little bitch shut that racket up, before I knock your head off your shoulders. It will make no bloody difference to your situation I will just simply lose my rag and that won’t do anyone any good, so put a cork in it right now!”

  Stephanie was by this time seething with annoyance at his overbearing behaviour and could not believe his nerve; she stayed quiet more from the shock of being shouted at in such a manner than anything else but started talking in her soft but rigid way with underlying strength on the edge of her voice.

  “How dare you speak to me in that way, who the bloody hell do you think you are, I suppose you think you are clever conning me like that. I think it would be a good idea if we stopped somewhere and sorted this out before you drive any further. If I was you I wouldn’t take any more liberties or you might get a nasty shock.”

  Trevor listened in amusement as she virtually repeated herself and swung his Cortina into a gateway, looking at her shapely form as he stopped the car, he thought a nice little game wouldn’t go amiss and he couldn’t think of anything better to do as he had plenty of time to kill before his rendezvous with Nick Draper.

  His eyes sparkled at her laughingly as he replied. His amusement at the situation antagonised Stephanie to the degree that she felt she would like to hit him with the nearest heavy object but unfortunately she couldn’t see anything heavy or large enough in the car to use for this purpose.

  “Keep your head on Stephanie you are not going to like this but there is no way I am going to let you go, believe it or not I am using you as a demonstration piece for my own ends. So you see there is no point in getting irate with me or becoming upset as it won’t work. That is about all the information you are going to get out of me for the moment, but as I said before you play the game my way and you’ll be okay. If not you’ll have to learn the hard way if you follow my meaning, mind you with your upbringing you should be able to, as your family is run in the same fashion as mine is.”

  Stephanie’s face was like thunder as she realized he must have some very antisocial acquaintances that were more than capable of doing some unpleasant things to her and the rest of her associates. She wondered what the best approach would be as it was obviously important to find out as much information as possible about what was going on. When she could manage to get free of him her mother would be able to deal with the situation and she would need as much information as she could lay her hands on.

  Trevor could sense her probing although he couldn’t be sure by the tone of her voice as she spoke, but he realized he would have to watch what he said even though he might not let her go when everything was sorted out.

  “All right Trevor, I presume you are a member or something similar to one of the family groups, but I don’t quite see what you want with me as the families are supposed to be at peace with each other at the moment. Is Trevor Sutton your real name or did you just use it for my sake? Out of curiosity am I to be disposed of after you have finished with me or will you be generous enough to set me free, you see I don’t feel I want to leave this world quite yet and I rather like to know where I stand on points of that type?“

  Trevor answered, but Stephanie wasn’t reassured when she looked into his eyes as he spoke, she felt insecure and wondered how long she had got in order to escape, or rather if she would have long enough to do so.

  “I wouldn’t worry your pretty head too much; I should imagine your family will agree to my terms as they are sure to want you back in one piece. But you will know better than anyone else what your value to them is, so you’d be able to judge that for yourself. If you don’t think they’ll agree to whatever I might want in return for you to be safely returned then we will have to cross that bridge and make a decision when we come to it.”

  Trevor started the car up again and headed out into the country lanes. Stephanie could feel herself starting to panic at the prospect of being disposed of and started nagging Trevor to let her go.

  He was not amused as he couldn’t stand a nagging woman, his mother had always gone on in that way and he had always wanted to do the most dreadful things to her in return but had never actually done anything as he had always been in ore of her, but when it came to any other woman it was a different matter. Stephanie wouldn’t give over and Trevor ended up hitting out at her, then driving to meet Mick Draper with Stephanie passed out cold in the passenger seat of his car.

  When Stephanie came to she found herself locked up in an old barn, she didn’t have the faintest idea where she was or for that matter how long she had been there. Mick Draper smiled at her in his twisted fashion as he ripped one of her earrings from her earlobe, and Stephanie winced as she felt the sharp pain that it caused. She swore abuse at him demanding to know why he had not asked her to take one off and give it to him in an orderly fashion. Mick grinned at her as he spoke, making her feel like cringing at the way he worded his reply to her abuse.

  “My Dear Miss Preston, such language doesn’t enhance a young lady you know! Still it doesn’t bother me; I’m used to it in my line of work. You see, I enjoy a bit of blood, makes the day a bit more interesting. So there is no point in being nice to people if you want them to know you mean what you say or do. I take it you will listen to what I say and do as I tell you without argument while we are together now we both know how we sand with each other. Just remember I am the boss and I don’t take any nonsense from anyone in my charge, be it animal, vegetable or mineral, then we’ll get along just fine.”

  Stephanie felt decidedly uneasy in Mick’s company and decided to play it his way until such time that she could turn the tables on him, and then he would bloody well regret his actions.

  16 BOLLOCKS.

  Zaneen was just finishing off the flower arrangement for her dinner room table when the phone rang, she recognized Simon Peters voice on the other end of the line as he let her know that Lora’s man had reported in to tell him that Trevor Sutton had kidnapped Stephanie Preston and had left her in an old barn with Mick Draper to guard her, he was obviously going to use her as a hostage and had no intention of fulfilling his side of any bargain of his or he wouldn’t have left her with Mick Draper. Mick Draper’s reputation left a lot to be desired and Simon didn’t think she would have long to live if something wasn’t done fairly quickly about her predicament.

  Zaneen said she’d be straight back to him with instructions as to what to do about the situation. She then contacted Ray and informed him what had happened, telling him that she had told Paul about it and he had suggested that they got her out of the barn and away from the area as fast as possible, but to make sure Mick Draper was alone so that Trevor Sutton could not be sure what was going on, he couldn’t know that he had been tracked by Lora’s man and this would give them extra time to work out their next move. Zaneen stated she thought it was a good idea to do things that way as the breathing space would give them the edge on Trevor Sutton and he was to bright to underestimate. As they were all in agreement Zaneen phoned Simon straight back and gave him instructions as to their decision. Simon was not surprised and set out to get things into action as fast as he could knowing the reputation Mick Draper had for being a right bastard with women generally and that he would not necessarily wait for any instructions from Trevor Sutton before disposing of Stephanie and he knew it only too well.

  Mick’s eyes wondered over Stephanie’s womanly form noting how calm she appeared to be under the circumstances, he thought it to be rather strange as he was rather used to his captives being frightened of him. He rather prided himself on his power to intimidate the people around him.

  Stephanie decided to use his obvious interest in her to her advantage, her mind worked overtime as she plotted how to con him into a position that she could dispose of him. She looked around trying to spot something she could use to do the job with, but couldn’t see anything useful lying around anywhere. She spoke suggestively having several ideas on how to get rid of him, hoping she might be able to improvise with one of t
hem.

  “You never told me what to call you, as we’re going to be spending some time here together don’t you think it would be rather nice to find some way of killing time, conversation could be an idea. I don’t see much point in being bored to death watching each other do you not agree?”

  Mick did agree and didn’t see any harm in telling her his name, anyway they might well be able to have a bit of nooky if they got chatting and if he could get her into the right frame of mind, she did look as though she might well be quite randy and he may as well take advantage of the situation.

  “The name is Mick, and I can think of better things to do than chat. That’s if you’ve a mind to be friendly towards me. I don’t think we have much to talk about unless you like football that is, though I doubt that as most women aren’t over struck on the subject! “

  Stephanie knew she could find a way out now he’d taken a fancy to her and her agile mind had already come to several conclusions as to how to dispose of him when the opportunity arose, but she thought to play along and sort that out as she did so, speaking softly as she thought of the options she had in mind.

  “Yes, Mick I must admit I don’t see anything spectacular in watching a load of fully grown men kicking a ball around a field, or the stupid spectators attacking each other for no logical reason whatsoever. But then I’ve always considered men very selfish when it comes to the subject, making other people put up with that rubbish. Still each to his own as they say but I can’t do with it being shoved down my throat as it bores me to tears to say the least. As for the nooky well that could be of interest depending on what techniques you have in mind for us to try out for starters. I know what my likes are but I’d like to know what yours are before we make any kind of decision, for all I know you could be kinky in some strange way or other. So I would rather know what I’d be letting myself in for before we start anything at all.”

  Mick was surprised by her bluntness and it took him a few moments to decide on the best way to answer her. He came to the conclusion that it was best to be just as straight forwardly blunt back to her. Anyway it looked to him as though things were going to be a bit more interesting than he had thought at the start of the day. He didn’t feel it would hurt to be slightly untruthful to her as he didn’t think she would find his sadistic streak appealing.

  “Well to be honest Stephanie I’m inclined to like my sex fairly straight forward, I must admit I’m rather partial to oral sex though and I am rather good at that even if I do say so myself, most of the women I have been with have always commented on it at any rate. A lot of them seem to prefer oral sex to any other kind, how do you feel about it? “

  Stephanie now knew exactly how to get rid of him, she didn’t have any qualms as to whether or not he would be too pleased or not, but at least this way she might not have to kill him just give him a pain in the balls for a few days, she was sure that was better than death even if he didn’t realize it at the time and thought of her as a right bitch.

  “Mick I think we have something in common, oral sex definitely does appeal to my taste as I like to perform that a lot of the time in what they call a sixty nine position, that is if you are agreeable and don’t mind, I do rather like to see what is coming my way, it’s more exiting that way. I’m also noted for being an expert with my tongue, I think you’ll be very surprised at what I’m able to achieve in that way!”

  With that they found a nice comfy section of barn that had a fair amount of straw to lie on and started snogging, this being something that Stephanie was very practiced at and that Mick found very enjoyable.

  He ran his hand along her leg and raised her skirt up pulling her knickers down with expertise, she responded equally well removing his clothes in a manner that turned him on more than he had expected her to be able to. He gripped her breasts as she turned to go down to his member, his sexual desires started to overcome his brain as he felt the hard her nipples beneath his fingers.

  Mick felt the sharp piercing pain as Stephanie punched him in the balls as hard as she could and he sunk his teeth into the soft flesh of her thigh, thinking she was a sadistic bitch, not realising it was not intended as part of their sexual foreplay as it was the sort of thing that appealed to him, only he was more used to dishing it out rather than receiving it. Stephanie then knew that she was going to have to be savage if she was to get away from him. Mick was obviously a lot harder than she had anticipated and must really have a funny idea of sex as his member was enlarging rather than shrivelling up as she had presumed it would. To her the blow should have knocked him for six. She felt a surge of anguish through her body as his teeth ripped into her and she knew what had to be done, even though it went against her wishes, he must be like her father by way the size his member was swelling up and she didn’t have any desire to have it inside her let alone let him shaft her with the bloody thing.

  Mick couldn’t believe what was happening to him as she dug her fingernails deep into his balls bags and went into a complete state of shock at the agony as she ripped them open and squeezed making the contents pop out of them, he writhed with the sudden agony of it and past out as his body couldn’t withstand anymore.

  Stephanie got up feeling numb at the sight of the sticky clotting blood trickling between his legs and she felt almost sorry for what she had done to him, but then he would have murdered her at a later time and she had to think of that and her family first and foremost. After all one must get their priorities the right way around or so she thought at the time, she only wished he had gone unconscious with the first blow. She washed herself down with the cold water tap in the barn and picked his skin and hairs out from under her nails, using one nail to clean the other, and then she put her clothes back onto her damp body glad that they had not also been splattered with blood like she had. Stephanie left the barn without taking another glance at Mick’s limp body not wanting to make herself sick as she knew it would.

  Simon Peters was about to enter the barn as she walked out and she warned him not to go in as it was not a pretty sight even for a man to see, stating that she had to sort him out in order to get away knowing that she had to before he disposed of her, she hadn’t wanted anyone to see him like that but couldn’t stop Simon from going in anyway. Simon had explained to Stephanie who he was and why he had come but he wished he hadn’t been curious when he got inside the barn and saw the revolting sight of Mick Draper’s bloodied body scrawled out in such a gruesome gundgy mess, he was glad it was Draper she had been sorting out rather than himself. He felt himself cringe at the display of horror and he got out of the barn a dammed sight quicker than he had entered it unable to stop himself from puking up as he got out of the barn, his stomach wouldn’t stop turning inside out and he reached even when he had nothing left to come up. He looked at Stephanie and couldn’t believe that such a pretty feminine girl could do such a thing and yet he knew she had.

  Simon told John Wilson how Stephanie had disposed of Mick Draper so that he wouldn’t get any ideas about getting fresh with her as he was known to be a bit of a ladies a man, and asked Stephanie to go with John as she had got into Zaneen’s estate car and was waiting for him. He had instructed John to take care of her, not that he considered looking after her, but then one never knew what was going to happen next, he had decided that he had better contact Zaneen as quickly as possible and let her know what had happened, they left and John behaved, in a dubious fashion all the way back to Stephanie’s terrace home glad that he had a number to contact Simon on should he need to do so.

  Zaneen found it hard to imagine Stephanie doing such a thing but then she had done similar things herself in the past and people did have a habit of doing uncharacteristic things when you put them in a tight corner. She was quite happy to hear that Stephanie could look after herself if she needs to; she dreaded to think what conclusions Trevor Sutton was going to draw when he got back to the barn and found that lot waiting for him. Zaneen could not imagine a fouler meeting if she’d wanted to; stil
l it would definitely make him think twice before he grabbed another so called defenceless girl for a hostage. If he didn’t let things die at this point he must be a fucking idiot in Zaneen’s mind that should be enough to stop anyone from wanting a war on their hands.

  Zaneen passed the information on to Ray to break to Lora wondering how she would react to her daughter’s cold blooded methods, then going out to the stables to join Paul who had been tacking up Byrento and Buggsy for them to go out for a nice quiet hack around the country lanes.

  Zaneen was glad to get out on her horse, the fresh air felt good after the events of the day. Paul knew something had happened as she was not her usual self and appeared to be daydreaming as they rode along. He waited patiently for Zaneen to tell him what it was on her mind.

  “Paul would you have thought Stephanie could have gotten herself out of that mess without aid?”

  Paul watched her playing with Byrento’s black main between her fingers as he replied.

  “Not really, she seems too petite to be able to able to get herself out of a cornflake packet let alone anything like that. What makes you ask anyway?”

  She looked up at him and he noticed that she was still twiddling the main around her fingers, with a slight crinkling of her eyebrows as she spoke to him.

  “Not a lot, it’s just that she killed him herself before Simon got to her. I was just thinking how amazing it is, the way that people do the most unexpected things. Still it saved Simon the job I suppose!”