"The future is that you belong to me, pretty man," Sasha responded.
Jacobs kissed the back of her neck, my soul does but where do we go from here? I don't intend to spend of my life here, while you battle evil doers"
Sasha giggled," You watch too many movies, let me reassure you. My work is about done. My real name is Marta Vega."
"Vega? That means."
Yes," she looked at the plantation. "This rightfully belongs to me."
"So Marta,"
"I prefer Sasha or Jungle Mistress."
"So Sasha what happened?
"I managed to escape the mass killings when I was only ten.
"How did you survive?" he wondered
"The former Amazon leader knew who I was. She needed an outside agent to rid the area of the intruders. We made a deal, I would be trained and be provided knowledge of the jungle and its herbs. In return I would destroy Frisco and his group."
"Which you did."
"Not before he killed my mentor, the revenge was for both of us."
"And what are your intentions now?"
"To serve my needs," she kissed him. "And yours."
"So a life of hedonism for you?"
"I deserve it, now your turn."
"My turn?"
"What kind of criminal are you? I could not find anything on you?"
"I am a meddler, thievery is just the part that allows my my lavish lifestyle.
If I see a cause or someone that needs to be taken out I get involved"
"So you killed?
He grabbed her shoulders, the men and woman I've eliminated were as bad as Frisco."
"You can be a little terrifying."
Good that I can awe the Jungle beauty, any other questions?"
"Yes, why does a talented sexy man need a sex slave?"
Pulling her on top of him, Well Jungle Mistress, do you have any idea how hard it is to find a worthy woman?"
"As difficult as a worthy man?"
"Exactly, so I figured if I could not find one; at least have a woman who served my needs, was beautiful and could fight. He kissed her. "I did not plan to fall under her spell."
Sasha slid down and mounted him, "Then let's make some magic."
Jacobs started massaging her breasts, gently squeezed her nipples.
"Ah, umm."
"Please!"Damm,"Sasha muttered," I forgot to give her the antidote." She rushed to her slave and handed her the herb.
"What is that, "Jacobs asked her?
The bitch addicted me, "Donna spit out. "She is no better than Frisco or me."
Sasha looked at them both, "Never underestimate a vengeful woman. Get out of the cage you are going to set up a video conference with Frisco's associates."
"You're mad, they won't be happy."
"I don't expect they will, "Steve commented.
Donna activated the set up," May I get dressed Jungle Mistress?"
"No slave," she responded. "I want them to know who they are dealing with."
The screen came on and an Asian man cam eon. He frowned, "You might dress appropriately for business Donna."
Sasha came into view, "She has no choice. May I ask who am I addressing?"
"Ah the infamous Jungle Girl, it seems you were underestimated twice. Donna your life expectancy is not long." He nodded to Sasha, I am Kenzo Osaka."
"My real name is Marta Vega."
He peered closely, "Yes I see the resemblance. So what is the reason for your communication?"
"To let you know that my quarrel was strictly with this organization and I have no issue with you."
Osaka laughed, "So you think you can just a walk away.
Abdul's head hit the table and Steve entered the picture.
"Osaka san"
"Jacobs san? Are you her prisoner?
"No her allie."
"You have not made a wise choice", the Asian crime lord responded.
"Consider this do you want me as an enemy? Sasha asked.
"You over estimate your selves."
Donna surprisingly interrupted. "Consider that I have access to Frisco's records with you and I will give them to my mistress."
"Mistress?" You have made your choice all, three of you. Just stay out of my sphere of influence." The signal ended.
"Explain yourself!" Sasha demanded
"May I speak without the Mistress jargon?" Donna asked.