A female Equalizer with a death wish, a champion of their cause and the woman to turn to for help, Laura Lion defends physically, emotionally, and sexually battered and abused women who aren't able to help themselves.
Continued from Chapter 04:
Claiming that she was sick with the flu, after being stripped naked and raped by Tony, Darren, Ritchie, and Paul, Ashley called in sick from work the following week. Mad that they would gangrape her, wanting revenge and hoping for help, Ashley was so angry that she answered Laura's ad in the newspaper. Unless she's a lawyer with connections to the District Attorney's Office, Ashley didn't know how a mere woman could save her from the likes of these four criminals.
"Are you an emotionally, physically, or sexually abused woman. You're not alone. I can help. I can protect you from those who are hurting you. Write me at this ad, Laura Lion."
Allegedly home sick with the flu, when she stayed out of work for a week, Tony feared that he and his men may have crossed the sexually permissible line by violently assaulting her. With her an integral part of their money laundering business, he needed her back. Before paying her a personal visit, he sent her flowers with a get well card, something he only does for 'friends of his'.
Obviously, raping Ashley was no big deal to them. They strip women naked, sexually abuse them, and rape them all the time. They were just blowing off steam. Besides, they've had sex with every woman who works for them. For the strippers to get a job stripping, they first must sexually satisfy the boss and his men. A gangbang to them is just another day at the office.
The day that Laura received Ashely's letter, she contacted Ashley. Pretending she was Ashley, she had Darren pick up Laura at Ashely's apartment. With the two women the same height, weight, and size, Laura was disguised as Ashley but not dressed like her. Unlike Ashley dressed in the long dress of a school librarian, Laura was dressed in more comfortable clothes. She was dressed in her fighting clothes and ready for trouble.
Ready for anything, she wore a baseball cap that had the protective, inner shell of a hard hat and dark glasses with a mirrored finish. She wore a bulletproof vest beneath her clothes with a Kevlar shell under that to stop knives from penetrating her skin. In case she was attacked by a knife wielding assailant, she also wore Kevlar, synthetic fiber bands covering and protecting thighs, her wrists, and her neck beneath her one-piece, synthetic, silk, black bodysuit.
Obviously, not happy with what he was seeing, Darren stared at Laura in his rearview mirror. Keeping to herself and maintaining her low-profile, she sat quietly in the backseat of the limo with her head down. With her small enough and young enough, she looked like a spoiled, rich kid being driven around town by her chauffeur. With him on her hitlist and earmarked for Ashley's revenge, if only he knew who Laura really was, he'd stop the car, get out, and run.
No doubt, by the way that he was looking at her and staring at her, she was dressed very oddly. With nothing sexy or special about her, she wasn't showing any skin. With her an employee of the strip club, even though she was handling the finances and wasn't a stripper, according to Tony, she still needed to conduct herself like a whore and dress like one. He wouldn't like the fact that she was dressed more like an assassin.
All women who worked for Tony, even his bookkeeper, were for sale for the right price. All women who worked for Tony were expected and encouraged to have sex with his male and/or his female clients and with his male and/or female employees. All women who worked for Tony were there to make him, his men, and his business associates happily entertained and sexually satisfied. Readily disposable at a whim, to them women were there for sex.
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"You're not wearing any makeup," said Darren with disapproving shock. "And what's with your hair? It looks shorter. Did you cut your hair?"
When Laura didn't answer him, Darren looked away from her while making a face and shaking his head.
"The boss likes women with long hair. You know that," said Darren. "No matter. Crystal or Tiffany can fit you with one of their wigs or give you some of those hair extensions."
Laura slightly lifted her head to peer up at him beneath the visor of her baseball cap and over her sunglasses. As if she wanted to beat the piss out of him, and as if she wanted to kill him, she looked at him with hatred in her eyes. An abuser of women, he was a typical bully. Over the years that he worked for Tony and long before, she couldn't imagine how many women he had sexually abused, beaten, raped, and murdered. The type of man that she brutalized, he was just the type of man that women hired her to protect them against.
"Just do your job and drive the fucking car," she said.
With no man or woman talking to him in that disrespectful kind of way, he looked at her as if she had slapped him across the face. He had done more physical harm to women for showing him less disrespect. Yet, unable to touch her until he got the word from the boss, Ashley was his boss's woman and not his woman. With her laundering his money and keeping his business transactions clean, she managed a valuable service for Tony's organization. Figuring she was still not feeling well, he let her disrespectful remark slide.
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"What's with the black bodysuit? You look like a ninja warrior. You look like Catwoman," said Darren with a laugh. "I'll tell you right now, the boss ain't gonna like you dressed like that," said Darren shaking his head. "You know what he likes. He likes women that dress sexy. He likes short skirts that exposes their panties or their naked pussy whenever they sit. He likes low-cut tops that show their long, line of sexy cleavage and the tops of their big breasts," he said.
As if she was a female Satan, already dressed for the part, she laughed a diabolical laugh.
"No man tells me what to wear and how to dress," she said with venom in her voice.
Darren returned her laugh with his smug laugh.
"Unless you're still under the weather, Tony expected you to dress sexy today to meet his clients. No matter," said Darren with a shrug. "Crystal and Tiffany will get rid of that unisex jumpsuit, give you something sexy to wear, and get you ready with hair and makeup for some sexy, sexual action with his guests," he said with a dirty laugh.
Laura peered up at the driver again with venom in her voice.
"Fuck the boss. I'm not having sex with anyone," she said. "And fuck you, too, Darold, for raping me and forcing me to suck your puny, little dick," she said laughing while pretending that she was Ashley who was raped.
Deliberately angering him, she baited him by calling him Darold instead of Darren. She patiently waited for him to make a mistake by leading with his emotions instead of with his head. Unable to control his aggression, especially against a defenseless woman, quickly growing angrier, he looked at her as if he wanted to slap her. He looked at her as if he wanted to strip her naked. He looked at her as if he wanted to rape her. He looked at her as if he wanted to shoot her.
"Fuck the boss? If the boss didn't want you bruised, I'd stop the car right now, pull you out by your short hair, strip you naked, and beat the piss out of you," he said with rage. "You fucking whore. You're nothing but a little fucking whore. Whore!"
Pouring gasoline on his fire, Laura encouraged his anger.
