I opened my pocketknife and went to work. I started with a clean two-inch incision. I had performed this task on hundreds of bull calves and a few horses. It only took a minute. I gelded the son-of-a-bitch.
I went to the car. As Linda and I drove away, we heard a blood-curdling scream. I said, "Well, Louis is awake." Linda was quiet.
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I became extremely paranoid. There seemed to be a cop on every corner. I was still very high on adrenalin. My mind was running at a break-neck pace. DNA popped into my mind. It was something new that had been in the news. I had read about it. It was evidently a way to identify any individual on the planet by evidence as small as a hair or a drop of blood left at a crime scene.
My thoughts weren't coherent. I thought about Louis's blood on the PPK and my knife. I had to get rid of them. I knew that bleach would destroy blood. I stopped at a small grocery store and purchased a half-gallon plastic jug of bleach.
I consulted a street and road map that the rental agency had provided with the car. I drove twenty miles out into the desert on a secondary road. Linda was just along for the ride. She was extremely quiet. She appeared to be in deep thought. I thought she was probably in shock.
I parked the car in a secluded spot fifty or sixty feet off the road. I got out with the bleach and used my pocketknife to cut the top off the plastic jug. The hole I made was big enough to accept the knife and the pistol. I opened all three blades on the small Case knife and I field stripped the PPK. I had no tools to take it further apart. I dropped the knife and the pieces of the gun into the bleach. I remembered the magazine and dropped it in too.
I walked out into the dark a hundred feet or so. I found a small flat rock and scraped out a shallow depression in the ground. I laid the frame of the gun to rest there. I poured some of the bleach over it and covered it over. I put a big flat rock on the grave. I walked fifty feet in a random direction and repeated the process with a different gun part. I kept doing that until everything was underground. I left the bleach bottle in the last hole with my knife. I hated giving up that little Case knife. I had carried it for a long time.
I drove slowly back to Caesar's Palace. My plan was to shower, curl up close to my wife and sleep if I could. Sex was the last thing on my mind. That was not the case with my young and vibrant wife. As soon as we were in the room, she kissed me and said, "I want your cock in me right now. We can skip the foreplay."
She was only wearing her little cocktail dress and shoes. She was naked in a heartbeat. She helped me undress but she was so shaky that I could have done it faster by myself. She led me to the bed and laid me down on my back. She took me in her mouth and the monster came out of his shell.
It may have taken a minute for Linda to decide that I was hard enough. She straddled me and engulfed the monster in her dripping pussy. I couldn't believe the level of her excitement.
She rode me as if she was trying to escape the Indians on a rented horse. Her first orgasm happened immediately and when it was over, she had another one. They weren't minis. She was in ecstasy. I tried to help. I thrust into her as deeply as I could and tried to match her tempo. I knew I was not going to be able to control myself. When my orgasm happened it would just happen. I could feel it building deep inside of me already.
Linda was screaming now, "FUCK-ME." She was saying it repeatedly.
We fell into a rhythm and fucked each other hard. Another orgasm enveloped her. My cock exploded. My orgasm consumed all of my attention for its duration. When I recovered my awareness of Linda, she was whimpering and coming down from her peak. She had lain down on my chest. I held her there with one arm around her just below shoulder level and one hand pulling her ass close. The monster kept moving inside her with a slow gentle thrust.
The sex cleared my mind. I was thinking rationally for the first time since I had left the alley. The question in my mind was, "Linda, what was that all about?"
I asked, "What was that all about?"
She lay on my chest with her head just under my chin. She was still rotating her hips as she accepted the monster's weak thrust into her pussy. She spoke to me in her little girl voice. She said, "I was horny and I was alone with my lover. I decided we should do this."
Our motion stopped. She slid off to my right side but she snuggled close to me and left an arm around my chest. Her pussy pressed against my leg. Leakage from it ran down my thigh, making a wet spot between us. I didn't care.
We lay there quietly holding each other. A few minutes passed. I asked, "Why were you so horny? I thought you would just want to sleep.
She asked, "Are we having a truth time?"
I answered her, "Yes."
She remained quiet. After a full minute passed, I said, "Well?"
She said, "I was so scared, Luke. Give me a moment. I need you to understand what happened. I am searching for the proper words." A minute later, she said. "Let me tell you everything before you interrupt." There was a shorter pause. She said, "We can have a question and answer period later if you need one."
I held a little closer and said, "Okay."
She began by saying, "Louis and I were dancing in the club. I had let him be a little naughty with me. I had expected that before I agreed to dance with him. It was no surprise. I made him understand that I wasn't going to have sex with him but at the same time a small amount of flirtation and touchy-feely was okay. In the interest of full disclosure, I intended to feel his cock. I wanted to know firsthand if the black's reputation for large equipment was true or not."
She paused for a breath and continued, "His personality changed he became progressively more aggressive and crude. At the beginning of our third dance, he told me that he was going to take me upstairs and fuck me whether I liked it or not. He said he would make me like it. I took his statement as a threat. It was a threat."
"I became very aroused I got very wet right then, she said. At first, I thought that it was just a manifestation of my submissive nature. We have talked about rape before. There is a rape scenario on my bucket list if you remember. You know, I have had pleasant fantasies about being raped."
She said, "I think this is what was happening to me. I think Mother Nature was preparing me to have the best chance of surviving a potentially dangerous encounter with a male of the species that wasn't going to take no for an answer. He was stronger and more powerful. Mother Nature didn't want me to fight him. I would lose and be raped anyway. I could be injured or killed in the process."
After another pause to catch her breath, she went on, "Mother Nature wanted me to comply with his wishes. If I were wet, it would be less likely that I would be injured during forced intercourse. If I were aroused, I would be less likely to resist. He would sense acceptance. He would have his satisfaction and go away without harming me. Mother Nature wants women pregnant, not dead or injured."
She went on. "I settled down some while we sat by the coy pond but when Louis stopped us outside it started over again. To be threatened, with a gun was almost more than I could take. I was even more frightened but my arousal was stronger too."
She said, "By the time we got here, I was dripping and you wouldn't believe my state of need. Don't misunderstand. This is important. My need was for you, not him. My emotional state had been in turmoil. I had felt fear and loathing for Louis and then love and a great desire for you. You were my, "Knight in Shining Armor." You had saved me from the dragon. I knew that we would live happily ever after. I needed to reward you with sex as soon as possible." I finally got a giggle from her. She said, "That's the part of a fairytale that they don't put in the storybooks."
She was quiet for a few seconds and then asked, "Do you understand?"
I said, "Let me ask you this, "If Louis had taken you into that soundproofed private room and forced you, would you have had an orgasm with him?"
Linda thought for a few seconds before she answered. She said, "I wouldn't have wanted to give him that, but the truth is I don't know." She took a few seconds for thought and then said, "I probably would have. Peg did. Peg thought that her body had betrayed her. Actually, Mother Nature had protected her. She came away with no injuries." In a few seconds, she continued, "I think most rape victims become aroused and cum for their attacker if he lasts long enough. That is one of the reasons that so many rapes aren't reported. When it is over, women don't know for sure that they have been raped. They think because they had an orgasm, maybe they wanted it to happen."
I asked. "Later in the alley, would you have sucked that nigger's dick if it had gone that far?"
She didn't even hesitate. She said, "In a heartbeat and I would have done the best job I could. I would do anything to keep you from being shot. I was very frightened"
I was quiet. I was trying to absorb what she had told me."
Her voice became very serious. She said, "Luke, I didn't want to suck his cock. You know that everything I said to him was crap. I was trying to take his attention away from you. I knew you would take him out the first time he looked away from you and you did."
I chuckled. I said, "I know Baby." I am very proud of the way you handled the situation. You kept your wits about you. I never saw any fear in you. Hobbling his feet with his pants was pure genius. I'm glad you are on my side."
After a minute she asked, "How bad did you hurt him after I was safely in the car."
I thought about this being a truth time and I honored it. I didn't lie to her but I did omit some detail. I said, "He was waking up when I arrived back at the Alley. I kicked him in the face, and I know he lost at least one tooth. The kick knocked him out. I fucked him up a little more and that was it. I wanted to kill him but I didn't. He was breathing when I left him." I left it at that.
She said, "I know he was alive. I heard him scream as we left."
I thought, "My boots have Louis's blood on them." My paranoia returned for a moment but I had enough reason to think it through. I need to get rid of the boots and all the clothing I was wearing. Linda's clothes need to be included. We have already packed and we have an early flight. The cops aren't coming so I'll take everything home and dispose of it there.
I decided that it would be prudent to change the subject, at this point. I said, "There are a couple other things I want to talk about."
She asked, "What?"
I said, "The thing that I am most concerned about is Liz Zimmerman. I do not want to get crosswise with Walt. There is too much money involved and besides that, I like him."
Linda said, "That situation would be a good topic for conversation during the plane ride tomorrow. What's next?"
I answered, "I want to hear more about your relationship with Big Ed."
She said, "We can take up that topic when we are naked in our bed at home. I want my Knight to hold me while I sleep now.
I asked, "Do you want a shower?"
