"I'll do that." I had trouble speaking clearly. "See you around, Lucky."
I went out the door and down the hall, but in the wrong direction. I was at the back stairs. I turned and Luscious was in front of me, his ugly face looming up like something from a carnival haunted house.
"You..." I slurred, "the whiskey...."
I saw his hands coming toward me. Then I didn't see anything.
Ch. 10 Escape
I was naked and on my knees behind Gina, who was on all fours. The jumpsuit was zipped wide open and my hands gripped her spectacular ass as I worked my throbbing cock in her sweet and gaping asshole. To her left Lily and Rose, Marilyn Milford, and Velda twerked their naked asses at me, all begging, "do me doggy, fuck my ass...." To her right Jazmin, Rosie Peters, and the saggy bleach blonde from Lucky's were doing the same. Gina's ass clutched at my cock like a silky, buttered tube. I plunged deep inside her. I felt I was in an endless orgasm, cum fountained from my cock and coated her back and ass, even though I was fully encased within her. Beyond the row of women, Randy Mercury walked by, left to right. Behind me I realized were a number of figures in blue police uniforms. Flashing red and blue lights bathed the scene in garish light. My cum poured over all the women. Mercury walked by again. I tried to pull out of Gina and go to him, but my cock seemed caught as if in one of those finger trap toys. I saw that all the women not just Rosie Peters, asses twerking so invitingly, had cocks and balls dangling between their legs. They all stood up and came toward me, enormous erections pointing at my face, "Let me do you, Doggy! Let me fuck your ass!" they chanted. The police figures pointed and laughed, mouths stretching wide in distorted mirth. Jimmy Mack Johnson appeared with a knife and slashed at the women's faces and breasts. Blood ran down as they continued to wave their cocks toward me. Gina rammed her baseball bat up my backside as my body convulsed in an eternal climax.
"Rick, wake up," Gina said.
I opened my eyes. Everything was fuzzy, like it had been just before... just before Luscious grabbed me. I was in a shabby, shadowy basement room. Gina was a few feet away, lying on her back on a bare mattress. She was spreadeagled with her wrists and ankles duct taped to the iron bed frame.
That's when I realized I was similarly duct taped, to the chair I sat in. My ankles were taped to the chair legs, my wrists to the arm rests.
"It was Luscious," Gina moaned. "He told me something had happened to you and tricked me into coming here. By the time I realized what was going on, he knocked me down and got me taped to this bed. He's planning to keep us here for Jimmy Mack. Rick, Jimmy Mack threatened to cut my tits off! You know he cut me before. You were there. Rick, you know where we are?"
Right then I did. This old three-decker tenement apartment building was only two doors from the back of Lucky Lewis's place. This was where I'd caught Jimmy Mack terrorizing his hookers, Jazmin, Gina, and Rosie Peters among them. I'd knocked him out just as he slashed Gina. That had only been one scene in a nightmare that was still playing out.
"I know Gina. Listen, he failed then and he's going to fail again."
"What are we going to do, Rick?"
"Calm down, Gina. First we need to get loose."
I'd been thinking fast, and I didn't see any other way. I stood up. It was an awkward low crouch with the chair taped to me. I sat back down, hard. I pulled up on the chair arms. The chair was an old wooden chair. It seemed pretty solid, but I had hopes some of the joints had dried out. I stood again and dropped back to the floor again. As I stood, I flexed my arms upward. The chair pulled tight against my back. Then I dropped back to the floor with all my weight. I wanted to keep the whole motion straight up and down; if I tilted too far backward, I might fall and smash my head into the floor. No matter what, I was likely to go down pretty hard if I succeeded in breaking the chair. The standing and smashing down made my head spin. I took a moment to concentrate on my breathing: Deep inhalation as I stood and flexed my arms, hard exhalation as I dropped and pushed down and out on the chair arms. I did it six times, ten times, fifteen times. On the eighteenth drop one of the chair legs ripped part way loose. I caught myself before I could tilt over sideways, stood up and again flexed my arms upward.
Suddenly, I was standing straight with the two chair arms duct taped to my arms, and the chair falling apart beneath and behind me.
I was able to wrestle the chair parts free from the tape. I set one of the chair legs down on the mattress, to use later as a weapon of last resort. Using my fingers and teeth, I freed Gina fairly quickly and we headed for the door.
Locked. I was losing patience with the whole experience. I hit it hard the way they trained us at the police academy, and it banged open, a splintery piece of door frame flying away. We ran to the basement stairs and up to the first floor.
I looked quickly both ways in the hall, and we headed for the back door. We'd only gone a few steps when I heard the front door open, and someone yelled, "Hey!" Luscious. He was hot on our heels, and we weren't moving too quickly.
We hit that back door and were out in the alley. When I went into Lucky's it had been bright midday. Now it was dim dusk. I threw a look over my shoulder. Luscious came through the door right behind us, wrestling a gun from his waistband. We were in a narrow alley. The only cover was a dumpster two doors down. Quickly, I threw the chair leg at his head. He ducked aside and pulled the gun free. Our only hope was that Luscious couldn't shoot straight. I figured a gangbanger like him would have a Glock, and would unload a full clip down the alley at us. The odds weren't good.
But the fire didn't come. I heard a thunk and a groan, and looked back to see Luscious collapsing to the ground with a figure in a black leather catsuit standing over him.
Ivana Kickyanutsoff gave him another kick in the head, and kicked the gun from his hand. Then she ran toward us, saying, "Come quick! We must get out of here, now. This way."
