The Pleasure of Pain 2 Page 7

  "Put her on the bed." Jole Vidoudez ordered while breathing hard after smashing the vase into Vanessa skull.

  The night was winding down and the few people that were left in the Le Poeme Lounge were preparing to leave. Tess looked at her diamond studded Gucci watch on her wrist that read 3:50 a.m.

  "Damn Susan, it seems like we've been talking forever. The lounge will be closing soon." Tess said while smiling.

  "Oh, is that your way of kicking me out child." Susan said returning the loving smile.

  "No, you can stay with me as long as you like. I was just saying I got so engrossed in our conversation I lost track of time." Tess said taken a sip of her champagne.

  "You know you could never lie to me with a straight face baby, but it is late and my old butt needs my beauty rest." Susan said as she eases up out the chair and bends over and kiss Tess on the cheek and hugs her.

  "Know that I'm always here for you." Susan said as she broke their embrace and head down the stairs to the first floor where a light skinned bodyguard held her arm as he lead the way out the lounge.

  She looked back at Tess one last time, up on the second floor as Tess waved goodbye. Tess smiled and said a silent prayer.

  'Thank you God for allowing such a sweet loving friend in my life.'

  She reopens her eyes and looks down at the bar area at a dark skinned man with curly hair and a dusty blue suit, caught her attention. She knew he didn't belong in this part of town, not because of his skin complexion, because there was a mixture of races and cultures. It was more of a fact of the way he carried himself, not like the rich from around the way, but more like a fighter or a thug. Then it was the fact he hadn't paid attention to any of the beautiful model type women at the bar or the older rich cougar women that tried to get his attention for the night. The only thing he did pay attention to was Tess, watching her every chance he got and would turn his head when she looked back at him. Tess' instincts told her something was wrong. She frowned with the small black two-way receiver in her left hand. She had removed it from her ear when she first heard Vanessa moaning and the man she left with going at it. She didn't want to hear no more and it would've been too hard to keep a straight face while holding a conversation with Susan, and plus she knew by now that Ms. Linda and Layla was most likely deep asleep by now with their receivers out of their ears. A waiter came over and cleaned up the empty bottles of champagne and ice buckets.

  "Do you need anything else Ms. Michelle?" The waiter asks, calling her by her fake name.

  "No, thank you, its closing time I'll just sit here and watch everybody leave while y'all clean up." Tess said then hands him a $100 tip.

  She kept her eyes on the man in the dusty blue suit as he left and few more people left the lounge. She sat in a daze, day dreaming of Bless and the life she wish they had together, until a bubbling feeling raises up in her stomach.

  "Something is wrong!" She said out loud to herself then quickly scans the lounge checking her surroundings.

  The lounge was almost empty besides two Caucasian couples finishing up there drinks. Tess didn't find them to be a threat. Something told her to put the two-way receiver that was in her hand back in her ear. She shook her head and smirks spread across her face as she heard grunting sounds and moans of love engaging with each other.

  "Vanessa you and you're nasty, freaky ass." She said out loud as she digs in her ear to remove the tiny two-way receiver then stops and her heart races faster as she heard Vanessa.

  "Tess, help me! Help me I'm in room 326 across the street at the Hyatt Hotel."

  "Ughhh!" Vanessa moaned weakly. Then Tess heard a man speak.

  "Who in the fuck is she talking too? Hit that insignificant bitch over the head again!"

  Tess' eyes open up wide as she hops up out her seat and runs pass the other tables then down the stairs to the first floor passing the stage. Her Gucci red bottom heels made a clicking sound as they hit the hard floor. When she reaches the bar she stops and runs behind it, brushing pass the bartender that was cleaning up. Tess bends down and opens up a cabinet to reveal a digital safe that she only had the combination to. She presses in the code (051783) Bless' birthday and it pops open to reveal an oversized Louis Vuitton hand bag and a stack of money and fake ID.'s. She grabs the Louis Vuitton purse and closes the safe and dashes out the lounge front door. People were still outside chatting and heading to their cars. Tess passes them and runs across the street.

  When she got to the front door of the hotel she stops running and calmly walks in. Walking passed the front desk clerk as if she belonged there and gets on the elevator. She rode it to the third floor with an older couple that was feeling on each other as if they couldn't wait to get to their room. They get off before her and she watch them enter their suite as she walks down the long hallway trying to remember the room number and how she was going to get into the room without making a lot of noise. Tess grinned as a housekeeper with a cleaning cart came out the supply room. Tess raised her gown and slides her hand in between her thick thighs and pulls out the small 32. caliber handgun with the silencer on it and place it behind her back as she walks towards the housekeeper, who was busy looking down at her cart, making sure she hasn't forgotten anything she needs in the supply closet.

  "Ahhh!" She screams when she looks up and was face to face with the chrome gun.

  "Shut the fuck up! I won't hurt you but if you keep screaming I'll be forced to kill you where you stand!" Tess said through clenched teeth.

  Tears stream down the housekeeper's cheeks as she shook her head up and down with a terrified look on her face.

  "Good so we understand each other." Tess said staring into her eyes.

  "Now I want you to back up and go back into the supply closet!" Tess said in a demanding tone.

  The house keeper nervously back pedals with the cart back into the supply closet. Tess walks up to her and rips the master key card off her worker uniform that was connected to a string then snatches her cell phone out from her uniforms front pocket.

  "Be very quiet, I'm going to lock you in here, don't scream until after a half hour, if you scream for help before then, I'll be back to kill you." Tess said meaning every word.

  The housekeeper cried while shaking her head. Tess shut the door then uses the butt of her gun to break the door handle trapping the housekeeper inside. Tess threw down her cell phone and stomps on it with her red bottom heel then continues walking down the hallway. She reads each room number until she was now standing in front of 226 with the two-way receiver in her ear. She could still hear Vanessa's moans weakly and a man groaning. She slips in the master key card into the slot and a little green light came on, letting her know the door was unlocked. She twists the knob and casually enters the suite and shuts the door behind her. She walks deeper into the luxury suite passing the living room and found the master bedroom on the left. She slowly opens the door and her eyes grow wide as a mother fucker, as she stood there shocked at what she was now watching.

  Vanessa had been tied up, and wrapped around her body was ripped, tore bed sheets, and a stocking stuffed in her mouth with a piece of ripped sheet tied around her mouth to keep it in place. Her lower half of her body was hanging off the foot of the bed. She looked as if she was unable to move and was unconscious, while Jole Vidoudez stood behind her, butt naked pumping fast like a jack rabbit, and behind him stood the heavy set bodyguard, naked as the day he was born, fucking Jole Vidoudez in the ass at the same time.

  Jole twist his neck around half way and French kisses the brown skinned heavy set bodyguard. Their tongues danced in each other's mouths as they made groaning sounds. When they broke their embrace, the heavy set bodyguard pushes Jole forward on top of Vanessa's back making him lay flat there while he was still inside her and humping slowly, and the heavy set bodyguard pounds away on his ass hole.

  Tess' facial expression balled up in disgust and she raises the chrome 32. caliber handgun with the silencer on it and aims, then squeezes the trigger
twice. The gun made a chirping sound as two bullets slam into the temple of the heavy set bodyguard. Then a bullet slams up under his arm pit and travel to his heart. He was dead before his body hit the floor and made a loud thumping sound.

  Jole Vidoudez felt his bodyguard's dick slide out of him and heard the thumping noise. He leaned back up and look to the right behind him to see two small holes in the bodyguards head leaking blood. Something told him to turn his head to the left, when he did he screamed.

  "Ahhh!" He sees Tess standing there in a dress with a gun aimed at his face.

  "Shut the fuck up and get your dirty dick out of my friend now, you freak!" Tess shouted.

  Jole Vidoudez slides out of Vanessa while holding his hands up.

  "Please don't hurt me, I can pay you. This isn't what it seems like. She wanted this and liked it!" He said in a pleading tone.

  "Didn't I tell you to shut the fuck up? Now back away from her slowly and keep your hands up."

  Jole nervously did what she said with his heart racing 90 miles a minute. She digs into the oversized Louis Vuitton purse on her shoulder and pulls out a small white pill looking tablet. She walks over to the bed and cracks the tablet in half up under Vanessa's nose. Vanessa coughs and woke up from smelling the smelling salt and starts squirming around.

  "Shhhh I'm here, I'm going to set you free now." Tess said as she starts to untie the ripped sheets from around her friend.

  Vanessa calms down from hearing Tess' voice as the bed sheets loosen.

  "Are you okay? This freak said you were into this weird shit but I doubt it. The real question I have to ask you is how the hell you let Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb get you in this position, when I see your ass kill groups and armies of soldiers and killers?" Tess said while Vanessa stood straight up and spit the stocking out her mouth, then pick up her dress off the floor and works her way back in to it.

  "I wasn't into this shit!" Vanessa shouted as she got her gun from up under the bed and walks over to Jole and cracks him on the forehead with the handle of the gun.

  "Ahhh! Ughhh!" Jole hurled as he fell backwards onto the floor and blood gushes out his head.

  "I had the situation under control at first and forgot about his bodyguard. Then this pussy hit me in the head with a crystal vase knocking my black ass out!" Vanessa screamed in anger.

  She aims her gun at Jole ready to squeeze the trigger.

  "Hold up, don't kill him yet. We got twenty minutes left before we have to get out of here. I have a better idea. I brought a few toys with me and your favorite." Tess said with a huge smile on her face, causing Vanessa to smile.

  Tess digs around in the big Louis Vuitton purse and pulls out a small hand held blow torch and tosses it to Vanessa. Jole Vidoudez had no idea what he had gotten himself into. He had did the same, knock the women out act many times with different unknown women that he felt was insignificant to him and just toss money on the bed when he and his bodyguard was done with them.

  His body shook in fear, as he realizes he made a terrible mistake by choosing Vanessa to be his next victim. He now lay tied to the bed with the same ripped sheets he had used to tie up Vanessa with. His legs were spread wide open eagle style and his arms stretched up above his head, unable to move, with his dress socks stuffed into his mouth.

  "I know you really feel stupid now, huh Jole? I have good news and bad news. We can do this fast or nice and slow it's up to you, but whichever one you pick my friend Vanessa here is going to be pleased, so pick one." Tess said while removing the sock out of his mouth.

  "Please don't hurt me, I'm sorry. I'll do whatever you want. I'll give you money." He said while crying.

  "Good, that's what I want to hear. I want your online bank account password. Don't worry I won't transfer all your family fortune into our account." Tess replied.

  "Hell fucking no you American bitch, you might as well kill me!" Jole shouted and starts cursing them out in French.

  "See the rich will part with their life before their money, foolish answer." Tess said and stuffs the sock back into his mouth.

  A big smile spreads across Vanessa's face, like a child in a candy store, as she lifts the blowtorch and bends over putting the bright blue flame onto his dick. The fire quickly roasted his pubic hairs, his white pale dick swells up and turns crispy black. Blood leaks out his dick head mixed with green goo.

  "Ahhh! Ahhh! Ughhh!" Jole hollered in excruciating pain.

  His screams were muffled by the sock stuffed in his mouth. Tess looks at Vanessa giving her the signal to stop. Jole squirms and wiggles and tried to break free, but it went in vain. The ripped sheet held him in place. Tess walks up to the head of the bed and removed the shock out of his mouth.

  "Ahhh! Ahhh! Help me! Help me!" He screamed out in agonizing pain.

  Tess presses the barrel of the gun onto his forehead.

  "Have some fucking dignity and act like a man, stop all that fucking screaming like a little girl." Tess said through clenched teeth.

  Jole's facial expression balls up in pain as tears stream down his cheeks.

  "So are you going tell me the account number and password? Or should I let my friend continue to roast your dick until it burns up and incinerate? Tess said.

  "Okay I'll tell you, just keep your crazy ass friend away from me, please!" Jole said with tears in his eyes and voice and spit dripping out the side of his mouth.

  Tess pulled out her iPhone from her purse and types in his bank account information and password he gives her and transfers money into her secret Cayman Island bank account.

  "Don't worry I left your family some money." She stated when done and stuffs the sock back into his mouth.

  "Wait nooo!" He tries to scream as his eyes grow wide as he watches Vanessa turn on the blowtorch up to high.

  "Nooo! Nooo!" He screams as she bends over and cooks what was left of his dick as it bubbles up and blood oozes out of it, then it pops in half into tiny little pieces, like a hot dog left too long in the microwave.

  "Ewww!" Tess groaned and turned her head as pieces of his dick flew passed her face.

  Vanessa walks up to the head of the bed and place her baby 9mm with the silencer on it to his forehead and sent a bullet crashing into his skull and it travel out the back of his head.

  "Come on, we have to go, we're out of time. Go freshen up in the bathroom real fast and fix your hair." Tess said.

  Five seconds later Tess and Vanessa had wiped down everything in the room they touched and walks out into the hallway, looking like stunning stars, not a wrinkle in their gowns or a hair out of place.

  "I really don't know how you end up in those type situations." Tess said as they walk down the long hallway.

  "Tess please don't start with me, I'm not in the mood, how was I supposed to know he was a weirdo. I didn't mind the fact he was gay but why try to get some pussy when your dick don't get hard unless you have something in your ass. Schmmp!" Vanessa said while sucking her teeth as they turn the corner.

  Tess stretches out her arms and stops Vanessa in her tracks. She looks at Tess wondering why she had stopped her, and then looks down the hallway towards the elevator at what Tess was staring at. A group of badly dressed men in black suits got off the elevator. Tess did a quick head count and counted six men, and the guy she had seen in her lounge at the bar in the dusty blue suit that was staring at her was in the middle of the group. Then more men came up out through the staircase that was behind the elevator.

  "I counted 12 altogether. Get ready to move on three. The brown skinned man in the dusty blue suit spotted Tess and Vanessa at the end of the hallway and grins a sinister smile, revealing a set of yellow stained teeth.

  "Get them!" He shouted in Spanish, but all the men froze as they look at the two beautiful women lift up there dresses, showing off their voluptuous smooth legs and stuck there hands in between there thighs.

  Before they could register what was going on. Tess and Vanessa pulled out their guns and squeeze the trigger repeate
dly, sending bullets ripping through the faces of three of the gunmen like paper.

  "Kill them!" The brown skinned man in the dusty blue suit shouted in Spanish as he grabs one of his men and pulls him in front of him as a shield, as bullets rip and tore through his flesh and he slumps over dead.

  "What the fuck is everybody standing around for, get those bitches!" He shouted in Spanish as he pulls out his gun and starts firing and hiding behind his men for cover.

  The rest of his gunmen pull open their blazer jackets and pull out Mp4 sub-machine guns and sent a hail of automatic fire towards Tess and Vanessa. Bullets bounce of the walls and door as Tess and Vanessa run back around the corner and down the hallway.

  "Who the hell are they?" Vanessa shouted over the gun fire.

  "I"m not sure but my guess is they're part of the Santiago drug family!" Tess shouted while firing behind her, then pulls out the master key card from her large Louis Vuitton purse and use it to open a door on the left and runs into the suite, with Vanessa right on her tail and shutting the door.

  Tess screens the room, making sure it was empty then removes her red bottom Gucci shoes. Vanessa follow's her lead. Tess bends down and digs around in her purse and pulls out eight pieces to a gun. They quickly put the small machine guns together and Tess pulls out extended clips and passes one to Vanessa who loads and cocks the bolt on the machine gun, making a bullet jump into the chamber.

  "Damn girl what else do you have in that big ass purse of yours?" Vanessa said while laughing.

  Tess smiles, "This is my all-purpose bag girl. I got everything we need and some things we don't. Now help me tie this to the beds." Tess replied while pulling out two long black climbing rope and they tie them both to the bed, and double knotted it, then wraps it around their waist as bullets crash into the front door of the suite.

  Tess picks up her large purse and puts it on her shoulder after she pulls out a smoke grenade and pulls the pin and tosses it into the living room of the suite. The grey smoke filled the suite, making it almost impossible for anybody to see as the group of gunmen run into the suite, coughing and covering their mouths and nose, searching for them as their eyes burn from the grey smoke. Tess and Vanessa stood low and peep out the master bedroom, aiming their small machine guns then squeeze the trigger, holding it tightly, sending a burst of rapid fire into four unsuspected gunmen. Their bodies jerked and twisted as bullets shredded their bodies into pieces and sending chunks of their flesh flying into the air, painting the walls with it.