I can almost feel the fucking seconds ticking by on the clock, glancing up at it on the wall; reminding myself I need to escape. I've wasted too much time fucking around sucking Steve's and Craig's cock; waiting for an opportune time to make my move. With just under thirty minutes to make it outta the Hades Tower before there's a huge gaping hole left in its place, I've gotta think of something quick.
"The time to act is now." I think talking myself into action, gently caressing and massaging Steve's warm ball sack with my delicate fingers; teasing them while sucking Craig's bulging cock with Steve's warm, salty, semen in my mouth.
I know it appears extremely erotic, but it's kinda repulsive actually. The very thought of having to suck dick just to escape from a building that's gonna literally implode is mind boggling. But, it has effectively mesmerized and completely seduced both Steve and Craig. I'm quickly brought back to reality and the severity of my situation.
"Oh, my god, Rhonda, that is so fucking hot watching you suck Craig off knowing you didn't swallow my hot, load of cum!" Steve exclaims overjoyed watching me suck on Craig's hard cock enthusiastically.
"We both thought you were a total lesbian that couldn't be converted." Craig responds reminding me I've been sexually used against my will for the past several weeks by who knows how many sick, perverted men.
"If you guys only knew half the truth." I remind myself looking up seductively and passionately into Craig's lustful eyes, faking my enthusiasm; throwing them off on my sexually devious intentions.
"Yeah, Rhonda, it turns out you're nothing more than just cock slut at heart like any other fucking whore on the street." Steve blurts out talking dirty to me, watching my every action closely; stroking his hard cock still wet with my saliva.
"Just keep thinking like that. You have no idea." I remind myself working my warm, wet lips up and down Craig's sloppy, wet, cock vigorously waiting for the perfect opportune moment to make my move.
"Oh, God, yes, Rhonda! That's it. Suck it. Suck my fucking cock, you slut. Suck it like you fucking mean it! You know you want my hot, juicy, cum in your mouth, too." Craig insists shoving his bulging cock deeper and deeper into my mouth forcing me to deep throat his cock.
"There's no way I'm gonna orally satisfy both of these scumbags before I escape. Having one of them cum in my mouth was repulsive enough." I let my thoughts run rampant burning in my mind, setting it ablaze.
Frustration inundates my thoughts filling me with an ungodly amount of anger, making my blood boil. For all I know, these two guards were among the other men that were fucking me in the ass repeatedly, sexually using me for the past couple weeks. Am I mad? You're damn right I'm mad! And, the longer I think about it, the madder I get.
Suddenly, without compassion or mercy, I squeeze Steve's balls as hard as I can with my left hand crushing them in my grip. You would think he'd scream at the top of his lungs like a little, whimpering, bitch, but, no, he literally blacks out from the excruciating pain slowly hemorrhaging to death. Before Craig realizes what is going on, I tighten my grip on his cock with my teeth hard enough to make his eyes swell more than his cock in my mouth; allowing Steve's semen to ooze over my lips. I wanna bite his cock off, but since Craig is closer to the alarm more drastic measures are needed. With Craig rendered harmless for the moment, I touch my left temple to access my internal computer.
"Boost my physical strength, now." I silently command, releasing my oral vice grip on Craig's hard cock; leaving visible teeth indentions at the base of his cock.
"Boosting physical strength, adrenaline levels maxed out, Kira." My internal computer responds.
I feel the instantaneous rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins, fueling my desire to escape from this Hellish imprisonment. I probably should have decapitated Craig's cock with my teeth, but that would take away all the fun, right? Scooping one arm underneath Craig's crotch, I grab a solid hold on his uniform top, lift him off the ground, and fling him effortlessly headlong down the stairs. The look on his face is almost fucking priceless. I watch silently as Craig's body tumbles head first down the cold, concrete stairs to the bottom; I'm not sure he's still alive.
"And, you all thought you could convert me?" I laugh heading back to the security desk. "Y'all fucked up picking the wrong guy to be y'all's genetically altered, computer enhanced, fuck-toy, experiment."
Bypassing all the localized security measures, I disable them the best I can on such short notice. Glancing one last time at Steve on the floor reassuring myself he, too, is incapacitated, I head to the nearby elevator. Suddenly, a blue energy blast streaks into the elevator striking the wall sending me cowering in a corner like a little bitch. It's followed quickly by a hellfire of bullets ricocheting everywhere around me.
"Fuck! So much for the easy way out," I shout emotionally, frantically pressing the up button on the elevator until the doors close. "Ain't no sense in hiding my identity now." I say shifting my appearance back to my normal identity of Kira Brandenburg. "I should've went gung-ho from the beginning." I say removing my katana from its sheath.
Soon as the elevator begins its ascent, loud sirens and red flashing lights start going off inside the underground facility. I can hear the intercom alerting everyone in the Hades Tower to my whereabouts. There's no telling how many armed guards and soldiers are gonna be waiting for me when the elevator reaches the lobby at ground level.
"I need to rethink my game plan." I debate looking up at the escape hatch in the roof of the elevator evaluating a different option. "Perfect! Might even buy me some more time." I conclude hoisting myself up through the escape hatch.
Quickly assessing my situation, I grab a hold to the elevator cable with one hand, and sever the elevator cable with my sword. The elevator's free fall to the bottom rockets me towards the surface holding onto the cable. It's one helluva joyride, but with precision timing I manage to leap from certain doom before I'm plastered like a bug on a windshield.
I actually arrive one level higher than the lobby. Seconds later I hear the elevator crashing to the bottom sending a shockwave back up the elevator shaft nearly jarring me loose from where I am perched. I sheath my sword and peer through a ventilation vent overlooking the lobby evaluating my ever worsening situation.
"Dear, God, at the number of guards and heavily armed soldiers waiting in the lobby for the elevator doors to open." I whisper to myself astonished at the sight. "I could fight my way through that Hell trap or bypass it and let a sinking building do the dirty work for me." I momentarily debate and ponder electing to bypass the fire fight altogether.
Shimmying myself around the dirty elevator shaft, I make my way to a narrow, metal, ventilation duct that takes me out to a concrete ledge overlooking the underground parking garage. With little effort I pry open vent, exit the ventilation duct, and survey the dimly lit underground parking garage from the ledge about two stories off the ground below. At the far end, I see my midnight blue Lamborghini Diablo with two heavily armed soldiers with energy blasters guarding it.
With a graceful acrobatic leap, I spring from the ledge overlooking the parking garage and land with a three point landing maintaining a low profile. Undetected by the two soldiers guarding my ride, I draw my katana from its sheath.
"Two soldiers, I can handle, but if they fire their energy blasters everyone in the lobby is gonna be on to my location." I remind myself racing across the parking garage keeping my low profile.
It's a real shame the soldiers aren't standing closer together. With pinpoint accuracy I make my initial swing soon as the first soldier turns to face me. In one swift strike, I decapitate his head cleanly just above the shoulders. I hadn't calculated his head hitting the ground alerting the second soldier to my presence. Like I said, it's a real shame they weren't standing closer together.
Alerted to my presence, the second soldier raises his energy blaster and fires off a couple of rounds wildly way off target. With my cover blown, I make a desperate whirlwind attack spinning counter clockwise with my katana. My first strike removes the soldier's hand holding his energy blaster from his arm dropping it to the ground with a thud. My second strike removes most of his right arm past his elbow, sending the soldier into a short lived retreat; allowing a more fatal third and final strike that removes his head cleanly from the shoulders.
