Do Or Die

by E.R. Baine

  She listened quietly to the two disc jockeys on the radio.

  “You don’t find it is just dark-”

  “Every morning now. Normally you could tell when the sky is cloudy, but I just feel every morning it’s just dark.”

  “Just dark-cold and dark…” Audrianna reached for the phone and placed it on mute.

  She hugged herself and rubbed the sides of her arms, eager to dispel the unnerving feeling that crept into her body with thoughts of her ex.

  A chilly, unannounced breeze swept through the room, and the curtains billowed. She looked towards the window over the green, distant hill tops. A waning howl from an unknown animal could be heard in the distance. She rubbed her arms up and down. She felt restless, and anxious all at once.  A small tap on her shoulder from behind made her jump.

  “What do you think of, my dear?” A soft whisper in her ear made her smile and turn towards the calming voice. Her priest, Father Arie John, chaplain-in-residence at their local New York estate church, looked upon her fondly.

  Audrianna reached over to caress his strong hand on her shoulder, and squeezed. “Father John, it is so… comforting to have you here.” And a surprise, Audrianna thought silently.

  “Still.” Viktor came upon them both from behind. “There was no need for him to rush over to pay you any attention. She is well and in good spirits, dear Father.”

  Audrianna rolled her eyes heavenward. She often grew tired of the cat-and-mouse game played between these two. Viktor made no bones about disliking the young priest who often assisted Audrianna on her excursions in visiting charitable institutions abroad. And Arie felt no need to ignore her husband’s distaste of him.     

  Arie kept his eyes on Audrianna. “I merely wished to be soundly reassured in her countenance, good Viktor. In that, a face-to-face meeting is always best.”

  Arie sat down in the chair beside her that Lincoln had occupied. He held her hand gently. “Now, how are you feeling?”

  “Umm.” Audrianna glanced surreptitiously over at her husband, whose body exuded waves of menace towards the young man. “I can’t say that I hurt anywhere.”

  Arie was about twenty-seven years old with dark hair, not nearly as black as Viktor’s. It was short in a neat style cut above the ears. His eyes were light blue. His nose was smooth, long and straight, but not protruding. He had handsome, rugged features, and a grin that made women lament the Catholic Church.

  “Who told you about what happened?” Viktor demanded. Folding his arms, he stood looking down at Arie right beside the priest.

  Arie looked up, sighing. “Lincoln told me. I had been calling you, but I am afraid my calls got sent to voicemail.” He turned to Audrianna. “I am truly sorry if I have disturbed your recovery.” He bent over her, bracing each side of the bed with his arms. “Lincoln was kind enough to send the private jet to pick me up. You look worn out.”

  “Not at all, I feel fine.” Audrianna raised her shoulders up and down as though to prove she was well.

  “You heard it from v’e monkey’s mouth yourself, she is fine-you may leave,” Viktor said.

  “Emph, umph!” Elyzabel hit her chest repeatedly with her hand and stifled a short laugh by placing the other hand over her mouth. She waited patiently for her cue to help Audrianna get dressed and ready to leave the hospital.

  Arie shot up to his full height, which had an advantage over Viktor by two inches. “I only wish to comfort her in her time of need.”

  Viktor looked dumbfounded, and then his eyes lit up like burning coal. “I am the only man to comfort Audrianna in her time of need.”

  “Arie, I am really okay. There was no need for you to come here at all. Please, go now and I will see you next week at prayer service at Immaculate Conception.”

  “Praise be you, you are so brave. Yes, I see you there.” He bent down and kissed her forehead lightly.

  “Pray, may I see you outside a moment, Father?” Viktor managed through clenched teeth.

  They departed the room and Elyzabel tried hard to contain her laughter. “Talk about a cock fight.”

  Audrianna couldn’t help herself, she laughed along with Elyzabel.

  * * *

   

  “That poor, poor woman. Such a brave face.”

  Viktor opened his mouth to speak-

  “You do realize that the poor woman is feigning joviality?”   

  “Father Arie-”

  “I hope you do not intend to…” Arie raised one eyebrow significantly at Viktor. “Stress her out, too soon.”

  The priest gave Viktor such a look it was impossible not to deduce what particular type of stress Arie was implying.

  “Look here.” Viktor could hardly contain his fury. “Audrianna is my wife, you will cease to be so familiar with her as to lay your hands on her shoulder or your lips on her,” Viktor struggled to grasp the right word. “ANYWHERE! Have I made myself clear?”

  Arie looked contrite; he sighed and nodded placidly.

  Viktor was not fooled, though. He crooked his head at him, not believing his sincerity. “Do you wish to harm my wife, to harm me, to harm my marriage?”

  Arie blinked, and was at once red. “Good Viktor, no! I mean no harm to you or to anyone.”

  “Then you would keep a safe distance from my wife.” Viktor’s eyes were candid. “Do not doubt that I will take action against her, the fault to be your own doing.”

  Arie blanched. “Do you mean you would harm her if ever you would suspect…”

  “You value her life, you will keep away from her. I have made myself clear.”

  Viktor walked past the priest and returned to his wife’s side. “Elyzabel, I will take care of her. Please, leave.”

  Elyzabel’s eyes flashed from Viktor’s hot glare to Audrianna’s lowered gaze. “Alright, I’ll just leave everything right here. Call me if you need anything. Later.”

  Elyzabel left and they were alone.

  Audrianna looked at Viktor with anxiety.

  Is he going to go anal on me now?

  He bent over her, his eyes tumultuous. His gaze slowly travelled from her newly shaved head, down the length of her nose to her mouth. He met her eyes again, but this time they exuded a tenderness that proclaimed his love for his wife. His eyes travelled again, over her slender, curvaceous figure to the apex of her thighs. His eyes became hot and needy. She felt the same way. Last night was a double full moon and a time when lusts ran high for were’s. They both felt restless to have missed being together last night.  

  “Honestly.” He grabbed her by the shoulders and pressed her onto the bed. “Either you have that man completely fooled, or he is an idiot.”  His lips landed on hers with such longing to be touched she responded in kind, if not with more fervor.

  “Mmmmm.” Her voice strained in her throat as she groaned into his mouth. She felt his palm caress her leg beneath her gown and she shuddered. His hand traced the length of her thigh, his index finger flicked her below, moaning in wicked delight. Never breaking the kiss, his finger traced her down there and entered her body. A wave of pleasure erupted between her thighs.

  Audrianna swiped his long braid; grabbing his head, she dragged him closer to her. He lifted his head, his teeth gently bit her lower lip and he suckled her there. She sighed. His lips moving away from hers elicited a soft, musical, vocal response from her in protest. His right hand caressed her left breast, his thumb flicked her nipple. She whimpered. She brought her fist to her mouth.

  Viktor lowered his mouth to her breast and sucked it. Audrianna shook her head, trying to contain her voice. She would just die of embarrassment if anyone heard her. Viktor was pushing her to hysterical arousal and she could just bear it no more. After dampening the cloth and making her nipple hard, he moved away. He looked at her, his eyes cloaked with heady desire.

  Pulling his tie from around his neck, he looked into her eyes and the words he spoke barely registered with Audrianna’s arousal-filled brain.

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nbsp; “Trust me.”

  Audrianna nodded, allowing him to wrap the tie around her. It circled her head twice and embedded into her mouth. She bit down on the tie, sucking on it. He circled the tie around her neck and rolled the other end round his fingers. She growled. He kept it tightened in his fist. “Fucking shit, Audrianna, you could make a guy lose it.”

  Audrianna tugged on his braid again. He lowered his head to her breast. She bit down on the tie hard, releasing a stifled scream. She flung her arms around him, pressing him closer. She tried to raise her head to push her chest closer to him, but that caused the tie to constrict around her neck and she lowered herself back down.

  Viktor released a rough laugh. “You’re an animal.” He straightened; grabbing the neck of her gown, he dragged it off of her, exposing her bare body. Audrianna wriggled. Bending her knees, she arched, opening up herself to him. She laid her hand below, covering herself, rubbing there. She bit down on the tie. Sucking in a breath, she swallowed hard.

  Viktor stood there, appearing lustful and entranced by her devilish delight. His manhood strained against the fabric.

  She stretched her hand over it, rubbing him, coaxing his cock to rise. He tensed further. His body felt near explosion, taut like a coiled spring. He fought not to be too rough. He was playing with fire too much already.

  His hold on the tie caused her to turn her head sideways, exposing her ear to him. He breathed softly, sucking his teeth. “Tsk, tsk my dear, not yet.”

  She tried to scream her dismay. He licked her ear and gently tugged at the tie, forcing her not to. She swallowed, hard.

  Hold it in.

  His hand glided over her middle. She trembled. He moved his hand beneath hers. She pressed on his hand, encouraging his entry into her. He pushed two fingers inside her, pressing on her point of ecstasy. Surprisingly, she winced. He stopped, pressed again, and she wriggled in discomfort; not the good kind. Viktor cursed.

  Removing his hand, he stepped back, unraveling the tie from his fist. Could it be?

  The catheter, friggin’ fuck, it must have made her sore.

  Viktor silently cursed the bastards who had done this to her. His beloved Audrianna looked at him, an apprehensive question in her eyes. He passed his fingers across his lips and tasted her. His eyes landed on a bottle of baby oil on the bed that had been brought up with her change of clothes. His looked at her with meaning.

  “I can’t wait,” he said soothingly. “And neither should you.”

  I won’t let them take this away from us.

  He cradled her head with both hands, kissed her lovingly on her forehead, and reached for the small bottle of baby oil.

  He cupped his hand, poured some of the oil into his palm, and gently massaged some on her behind. He inserted two fingers into her ass. He rubbed her, pressing down inside as she clenched around him. It had been a while since they had done it there. He stroked and teased her cheeks and sex, teasing both ends until she was writhing, wanting more than just his fingers inside her. She was blossoming for him.

  He had three fingers inside of her; she felt slick, and warm, and inviting.

  “Release me baby,” Viktor grunted encouragement.

  Audrianna knelt down and freed him. He was fully aroused by just playing with her. Holding him in her hands, she licked him from his balls to the slit of his penis. Then she took him in her mouth: all of him.

  “Fuck!” Viktor recaptured the tie and wrapped it around his fist. His other hand pressed her forward. She started bobbing her head up and down, sucking his length. Her tongue played with his tip. He thought he’d explode. He couldn’t wait.

  Viktor placed the crook of his finger below her chin, tilting her face upwards, a dare in his eyes. “However you want it, baby.”

  Her heart overflowed with love and longing. Circling her arms around his neck, she climbed him, her legs wrapped about his waist. He grunted as he entered her ass.

  “Uhhhh…” Her soft moans and pants reiterated her pleasure.

  He sat on the bed. Grasping her soft cheeks, he moved her up and down his length, controlling the movement. She hugged him as they stared into each other’s eyes. They lingered in a world where only the two of them existed, and the pleasure they gave each other.

  “Uhhhh, mmmm.” Wave after wave of sensual pleasure built within her as her pelvis rubbed against his groin. Audrianna’s body succumbed to the undeniable passion.

  Fuck!

  He placed the cloth in her mouth once more to stifle her moans so no one other than the guards outside could hear. Viktor fondled her opening in front, sucking on her breast at the same time. She felt herself teeter on the edge of reason. She started to feel an unusual sensation within her.

  Shit! Audrianna brought her muffled voice to Viktor’s ear. Though hampered by the wet cloth and uneven breathing, he was still able to understand. He got up, bringing her with him. He turned, laying her on the bed. Though he loathe to, he departed her.

  She whimpered over the loss pushing herself up on the bed on her elbows.

  Her dark skin glistened with sweat. Her nipples were pert brown beads that still lusted for her master’s tongue. Her mouth was still gagged, the tie soaked with her saliva. Her center was moist and slick. Her ragged panting made her small breasts heave up and down. Viktor couldn’t take his eyes off her body. She fueled his need more.

  She turned around, intending to head to the bathroom. He then grasped her round the waist and brought her back against his chest. There was a rap at the door, and to Audrianna’s amazement Viktor encouraged them to enter. She wriggled furiously against him, but slowed when she saw the familiar, Golub'  White.

  White  was a lofty attractive man with white-blond hair that hung loose down his back, past his waist. He wore white slacks, a sweater vest, and an overcoat, and dark shades. Unlike Viktor, he was immune to the hot climate.

  “The car has arrived to take you to the airport.” He was unmoved by their scandalous appearance.

  Viktor wrapped his hand around the tie once more. “Wait for us.”

  Golub' nodded and turned to leave.

  “Stay,” Viktor commanded him.

  He then caressed Audrianna between her thighs with his engorged penis. He rubbed her a few times back and forth, sending little bolts of unimaginable ecstasy to shoot through her. It calmed her slight misgivings towards the intrusion. She bucked her bare bottom against his pelvis. Viktor, sensing her urgency, pushed himself inside of her ass.

  His right hand tugged the tie gently. Her face upturned, he suckled on her mouth greedily. His other hand reached for her in front, entering her, stroking her. She couldn’t resist. She moved against him. Golub'’s eyes on her made her feel pleasurably erotic.

  Fuck! I can’t believe this, in the hospital! This is insane!

  But it wouldn’t be the most scandalous place they have done it.

  Audrianna reached behind with her hands to hold onto his taut behind as he thrust rhythmically inside her. Viktor always felt so comfortable inside her, so right. She felt she couldn’t be this exposed or open in her lust to anyone else but him. She closed her eyes.

  God! I’m gonna cum hard!

  “Audrey, know this.” Viktor nipped at her ear. She shivered. The menace in his voice gave her an uncanny thrill. “Your life depends on you being with me. I won’t see you with anyone else. Ever.”

  Her eyes opened and Viktor saw her moist, glazed, besotted look. He growled fiercely through clenched teeth, and drove into her incessantly. He couldn’t control himself. He came. He tried to pull out of her but she squeezed him.

  “Fuck, Audrey!” he bellowed. “Fuck!”

  She reached behind and clasped him to her. The momentum was too much. She came uncontrollably. Warm liquid spilled from inside her as she came, spraying on the bed, dampening Viktor’s slacks.  “Mmmmm.” Audrianna’s eyes shut against the splendor of release.

  Viktor’s hand untangled the tie and reached for her breast, pinc
hing her nipple as his other hand pinched her below. Her muffled cry was guttural. She felt the crescendo of pleasure would never end. Slowly, she released Viktor.

  His manhood slid out of her. He gently rested her on the bed. He stroked himself, spilling some more over her back. She whimpered.

  He gazed at her, disheveled and replete. He looked at Golub'. The familiar, a manservant whose sole purpose in life was to serve his master, was determined to appear unaffected by witnessing the erotic affair.

  “Give me yours.” Viktor bent over and peeled off his soiled suit pants.

  CHAPTER 10

  New York City, Three Days Later…

  Lincoln swished the Jack Daniels in the shot glass contemplatively.

  “Mind if I sit here?” A man, cleanly-cut and in casual clothes, approached him with an expectant look on his face.

  “Not at all,” Mat replied from behind him. Mat jerked his head in the other direction to encourage Lincoln to meet him in a booth.

  Lincoln glanced up and hid his smirk by taking a swig of his drink. He got up from his stool at the bar, and his height and good looks caused the other man to take appreciative notice as Lincoln walked off with Mat.

  “No use,” The bartender said to the newcomer at the bar. “He’s taken and is religiously loyal.”

  Mat slid into the side booth. He rested his suitcase on the long, obsidian table. The large window that flanked his side was crusted over with frost.

  Lincoln, dressed simply in a cream-colored bubble vest over a brown cashmere sweater, slid in the booth, facing Mat on the other seat.

  Mat opened up the suitcase, withdrew three thick manila envelopes, and slid them across the table to Lincoln. “That’s everything.”

  Lincoln opened one of the envelopes. He withdrew a photograph of the scene depicting the aftermath of the explosion and Audrianna’s kidnapping in the underground carpark two weeks ago.

  “What about the girl who died, Lindy, who was a part of the entourage? Audrianna was quite close to all the girls. Is her family getting compensation?”

  “Audrianna’s taken care of it.” Mat drummed his fingers on the polished black tabletop. “Listen, are you going to spend your one and only vacation working?”