Lady Jane Stalwart and the Cock of Osiris Ch7

Chapter 7: The Serpent Cock of Set!

Aket pushed his way into the room and shut the door behind him. “Where is it? Where is the COCK OF OSIRIS?”

“I found it master,” said Hassan still aiming the gun at Jane. “It's in the box.”

Aket lovingly ran one large black hand along the hieroglyphics on the box. “At last,” he cried, eyes wide and glowing maniacally. He opened the box. “Interesting, I thought it would be bigger,” said Aket reaching in for the COCK. “But then Osiris is the smaller and weaker brother.” He lifted the COCK from the box and it was glowing green. “Great Set, I bring you the gift of your brother's COCK, lost for 5000 years.” The green light grew brighter.

“Be careful,” Jane reached out for it, but Hassan waved the gun at her. “It does that when it wants to go off.”

“Nonsense, it works by willpower, Miss Stalwart.” He waved the glowing COCK around staring at the trail of green light.

“No, it went off on it's own last night,” she pleaded. “It went off in my friend's hand and infected us both.”

Aket cackled, his eyes and pupils narrowed making them more snakelike. “The redhead's subconscious will called to it. It's given her what she desired even if she didn't realize it. Besides Lady Jane, what makes you think I don't want it to go off.” Aket stooped and brought the base of the COCK down hard on the floor. The semen smelling gaseous cloud erupted from the head and filled the room. Hassan coughed and lowered the gun, but before Jane could make a play for it, the cloud enveloped her.

Jane doubled over coughing. She felt her nipples elongate, straining against her dress. Arousal started flowing down her thighs. She looked up, Hassan was grabbing his crotch. Aket was turned slightly, removing his robe. His back bulged with muscles and his buttocks were hard and taut. He was staring down at his crotch as he turned around. Aket was a huge hulking brute. His arms and chest rippled with muscles. He was still staring down at his crotch. When his face turned up, he was grinning broadly. Her gaze left his and moved downwards. What gasped in fear at what she saw between his legs even as her pussy began leaking even faster with arousal. “BEHOLD!” Aket stood up straight until his penis stuck out even further. “THE SERPENT COCK OF SET!”

Aket had the strangest cock Jane had ever seen. It was certainly the biggest, but the shape was what

made it strange. His cock had an upwards curve to the shaft, but then the long serpentine head curved back down making it perpendicular to the body. A large baggy foreskin clung tightly to the head. It did bare a strong resemblance to a serpent. As she stared in shock at it, Aket's beefy hand gripped it just under the head and pulled the foreskin back until the snakelike head emerged. He released the shaft, his cock now looked not just like a snake, but like a rearing cobra. The foreskin spread out like a fan around the head and hung down like a cobra's hood or a pharaoh's headdress. She half expected to see a tongue flicker out from the rather large urethra. It's thickness and length matched the COCK, but the elongated head made Aket's about an inch longer. His testicles matched his hung cock, hanging low in a hairy black sack beneath the snake cock. Each ball was as big as her fist. Jane licked her lips. She wanted the contents of those balls more then she'd wanted anything in her life.

Hassan reached behind his back and brought out the multi-bladed throwing knife, he'd used to kill the professor. Fear for her life was the only thing that could take her attention off Aket's cock. Hassan raised the knife, which she now recognized as a Kpinga, the weapon of the Zande warriors of Central Africa. Hassan cut the knife down, the end blade slicing down through the top of her dress, splitting her brassiere and her bloomers. Every piece of her clothing fell to her feet, stripping her in just a few seconds. Hassan stared lustfully at her buxom athletic figure.

Aket stepped forward, grabbed Jane's arms and pulled her nude body against his own. She turned her head up to meet his lips and she was the first to push her tongue between his lips. Jane was more open minded then most people of the day. She'd experienced interracial sex, most notably with Master Takeda Ueshida, who instructed her in the new martial art of aikido and the Japanese sword fighting technique known as kendo. The Japanese turned everything into an art and Master Takeda had been a master of love making techniques as well. Then there was Nantan Lupan, the Grey Wolf, her Apache guide while searching for Francisco Coronado's lost treasure of the legendary city of Cibola. Grey Wolf was not a particularly skilled lover, but he could last forever and just kept going after ejaculating several times. Many in British high society would be scandalized by these interracial affairs, but none came close to the scandal that copulating with a dark skinned jigaboo would cause. The mating of a negro and a white woman was culturally inconceivable, she thought, even as she reached down and grabbed his cock.

Aket shuddered and moaned when she touched it. He trembled even more when her hand slid up and down the long shaft. He grunted and pushed her away, towards the bed even as his hand pushed the upper bunk up and away to make more room for him. Jane fell on the bed, reaching down and guiding his rampant cock towards her ready pussy. They both gasped as the head slithered it's way inside her. “Great Set,” he groaned. “You're so hot inside.” He seemed in awe of her as he pushed his cock deeper. “It's so wet and tight. I like this.”

“I like it too,” moaned Jane, wrapping her legs around him and pulling his black cock deeper into her body. “Oh god! Fuck me! Fuck me, Aket!”

The priest of Set, grunted and pushed his cock in deeper. He climbed over her and began pumping his huge cock in and out of her. “It's so good,” he groaned. “Tell me you love my cock?”

“I love your big black cock,” she screamed, confused by the question. It had come out of him, not like a dominant male, but pleadingly like he wanted reassurance. Her arms were stretched wide wrapped around his back and she was pulling her entire body up into him to meet each thrust of his cock. “It so big.. so big.. so good,” she whimpered as her pussy contracted around the thick shaft and she came. “Your the best... best cock ever... it makes me cum so good.” And she came again, clinging tightly to his chest until her arms relaxed and she fell to the bed.

“So fucking good,” he growled, grabbing the sides of her head with his strong hands. He squeezed her so tightly, it hurt and she feared he might crush her head like a melon. He stared into her eyes. “I love you,” he told her with all seriousness, just before kissing her lips. He was humping her pussy as fast as he could now. “I think.. I think I'm about to cum.”

“Do it!” she ordered. “Seed my pussy.”

“Yesssss,” hissed Aket sibilantly. “Take my seed. Let the fertile SEED OF SET fill your womb.” He buried his cock inside her just as Jane raised her hips to take him as deep as it would go. The serpent cock spat it's hot venom and Jane screamed. A hand slapped over her mouth when their neighbor banged on the wall. Her eyes moved to see a nude Hassan covering her mouth even as she continued screaming into his hand. Jane had seen geysers blowing in Yellowstone and once she'd witnessed an active volcano erupt. Aket's blast of sperm felt more powerful than any geyser and as hot as lava flowing from the volcano. And it was good! Her scream was one of awe, her pussy was contracting like mad with each jerk of the huge cock in her. His cock trembled again and a second huge blast of sperm filled her followed by at least a dozen more jets of his seed. Her body was racked by a series of powerful orgasm that had her writhing with pleasure underneath the strong protective presence of Aket's body. Jane's eyes rolled up in her head and she stopped screaming.

When she came to her sense, Aket had rolled off her, but pulled her with him so that they were laying on their sides facing each other. His cock was still in her, limp, but still fat and huge. It felt uncomfortable as her abdomen felt bloated from all the semen trapped inside her. Some was leaking out, but his mighty cock was doing a good job plugging her up. “Wow!” she whispered.

“You liked it!” answered Aket. His eyes were closed as he rested. “I hoped you'd like it.”

“I've never been fucked so good before.”

Aket smiled. “I had no idea that fucking would be so good.”

Jane wiggled free of his cock and swung around so that she could sit up on the bed. Immediately a virtual Victoria Falls of white semen began flowing out of her pussy and pooling on the floor at her feet. Her eyes went wide as it suddenly dawned on her. “Holy smokes! You're a virgin?”

Aket slid up and sat on the bed after she stood. “Yes, you are my first.” He watched her walk over to the stand with the wash basin and move the basin to the floor. She squatted over it, letting his sperm dribble into the water in an attempt to drain her pussy of all his seed. “Every generation, a child is born with a cock shaped like mine and that child becomes the high priest of Set when the previous one travels to the halls of the dead. But Set decried that his servant would never know the pleasures of the flesh until his hated brother's COCK was found. For generations we scoured Egypt for the lost COCK OF OSIRIS. Our spies hid among groups of tomb robbers and among the European rapists you call archaeologists, like your father or Howard Carter, but there was no sign of the COCK until Professor Al-Arash excavated it last month. Hassan informed me of it immediately even though the professor was familiar with the cult of Set and sought to hide it from me.” Jane glanced at Hassan, the ugly brown skinned Egyptian was staring lustfully at her, slowly pulling on his unimpressive skinny little penis. Aket finished, “Mine is the first serpent cock to awaken in 5000 years.” Aket paused and cocked his head in thought. “I think I'll be doing this a lot from now on.”

Jane tried not to laugh. Aket had to have been close to fifty years old, but he was acting like a teenager that had just experienced sex for the first time. Hassan was tired of waiting for his turn. He approached Jane and pushed her down on her knees. She glanced over at her pistol on the floor, within reach of her hand as was the COCK itself and the Kpinga sat on Hassan's clothes. She could easily have grabbed it with a quick roll. Instead, she leaned forward and licked the tip of Hassan's penis still compelled by the COCK to desire these men.

Compared to great Aket, Hassan's penis was pathetic. It's length was about half the size of the COCK, normal for a man, but it was skinny and the tip looked like a small grape. It was a simple thing to take down her throat. It tasted dirty and sweaty. He stank, but not of sweat. He stank of the thick cologne he used to hide his body odor and she could taste it on him as her lips kissed his pubes. She reached up and tickled his testicles, small little walnuts. They would hold little seed, but her body craved it inside her. Jane bobbed her head, moaning, lusting after even this ugly little man's penis.

Aket was staring at them intently. “I think I'd like to try that.”

Jane slurped Hassan's penis, her eyes glanced sideways, watching Aket's cock slowly rising, the cobra readying to strike again. She bobbed her head faster eager to get her lips around a real man's cock. Hassan didn't care about her technique, he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her lips down into his crotch. He began thrusting his cock until with a grunt, it jerked. A little wad of cum struck her uvula, some falling on her tongue. Something clicked when she tasted him. His seed was delicious!

Jane pulled back so that the grape head rested on her tongue while she used some fingers to stroke more out of the thin shaft. More sperm pooled on her tongue. It wasn't a fluke. She'd given blowsies before, but had never enjoyed the taste until now. Hassan had the best tasting sperm ever! She bent her head and kissed his dick while looking up at him. She had a strong urge to thank him for letting her suck his dick, but she hated the man and she resisted.

Jane stalwart turned away from Hassan and crawled towards Aket, still sitting on the bed, the serpent cock of Set fully risen between his legs. She licked the tip of his cock and kissed the head. His shaved brow shot up in apparent delight. Her belly craved more semen and Aket's black balls held a lot of it. The COCK had given her a taste for women, now she wondered if it had given her a craving for sperm.

Just the taste of a small teaspoon of Hassan's seed had given her a an almost addictive need for more.

The weird S-curve and thickness of Aket's cock prevented her from sucking it like he deserved. She had to contend with only swallowing the serpentine head while stroking the thick shaft with both hands. She looked up at him and let the head pop out of her mouth. “I love sucking your big black cock,” she told him truthfully before swallowing the head again. She stroked his shaft faster with both hands. It was coated with a slick film of his own semen and her hands slid easily along the shaft.

“Yes,” hissed Aket, seemingly delighted by his first blow job. “Fellate me... I mean suck that big black cock you European whore. Suck my big cock.”

Jane bobbed her head faster. She felt hands on her hips just before Hassan's penis slid between the folds of her pussy. She could barely feel him in her and it did nothing to distract her from giving Aket his first blowsie. Aket's cock was swelling up in her hands. Her belly ached with her need to taste his semen. His cock behaved exactly like a spitting cobra. It jerked backward and then forward, pushing

the head into her mouth just before is spit it's first wad of sperm. She gulped it down and then her mouth filled and his seed was just as delectable as Hassan's only there was oh so much more of it, finally enough to satisfy her craving. The cobra struck again and again and again, each time spitting more sperm down her throat and one time jerking out of her mouth, spraying a load over her face before she could wrap her lips around it again. Jane sat up on her knees and wrapped her breasts around his cock, sliding them up and down while squeezing them against his shaft. This delighted him even more as his cock seemed to struggle to break free of her breasts coating her cleavage with several more wads of sperm.

Jane realized Hassan must have cum inside her and she hadn't even noticed it. She didn't even think about it as she moaned, her hands spreading Aket's seed over her breasts, and nipples. Her tongue flickered out to lick his tasty sperm from around her lips before bringing the palms of her hands up and licking more of his sperm off them. She'd had plenty of passionate sex before, but had never behaved this slutty. “I definitely want to do that again,” said Aket, in all seriousness, nodding his head like a schoolboy staring hungrily at her full white breasts.

“We're not done yet or we?” Jane laid back and spun around getting on all fours again. She wiggled her ass at him. “There's more I can teach you.” Aket growled and jumped off the bed kneeling behind her. His cock head pushed through her labia. “Ooomph!” grunted Jane, still not used the large cock. “Th.. the Romans ca.. called this the coitus more ferarum.”

Aket grabbed her hips and pulled back, forcing more of his cock into her. “Sexual intercourse in the manner of wild beasts,” he stated, confirming his knowledge of Latin. “I feel powerful in this position.”

“You feel BIGGER in this position,” gasped Jane. “Fuck me. Fuck me hard.” Aket started bucking his hips, pumping his cock in and out of her. Jane trembled from an intense orgasm. The unusual shape of his cock was hitting all the right places. “HARDER!” she screamed.

“Give it to her, Master,” hissed Hassan. “Show the bitch who's in charge.” Hassan walked around and kneeled before Jane's head.

“SILENCE WORM!” yelled Aket. “You will respect the Lady Jane. This is your new Queen, you are addressing.

Suddenly her “vision” didn't seem so bad to Lady Jane. Provided she got this cock every day, ruling beside Aket might have it's benefits. “So ugly,” said Jane, staring at Hassan's hideous face. She took her gaze off his face by turning it on his little brown cock and soon after took it in her mouth, suddenly craving another taste of his delicious sperm.

“Suck my prick,” he hissed, sarcastically adding, “My queen.” Hassan jerked when her teeth abruptly scraped along his shaft, but she quickly went back to sucking. Hassan looked over her at Aket. “You know what else they like, Master? They like it when you slap your hand against their buttocks.”

Jane glared up angrily at Hassan with half his dick in her mouth just as Aket's hand came down hard on her left fanny. She gagged around the little cock in her mouth as she came hard. Jane moaned and started sucking Hassan faster even as Aket's palm came down hard on her right buttock.

Aket slapped her left cheek again. He watched the taut flesh jiggle under his blow. He smacked her right cheek again, noticing her flawless skin was turning red. He placed both hands on her ass and pushed forwards staring at his glistening shaft slowly emerging from her pussy. Her folds clung tightly to his shaft, reluctant to let it go. The folds pushed inwards as his cock disappeared again. “It's so hot and wet,” he said, still in disbelief over how good this felt.

Hassan fell back on his ass, his dick spitting a teaspoons worth of semen into her mouth. The harlot whimpered to taste him again, her lips tightly squeezing the base of his shaft and pulling upwards, to milk it of every last drop. His penis quickly turned too sensitive, and he slid back until it plopped out of her mouth. Jane's empty mouth immediately cried out in another orgasm.

“You like that my Queen?” asked Aket.

“I love your cock,” she groaned, “But I don't like being spanked.”

“But you came several times while I did it?”

“Only because your big black cock feels so good, Great Aket. It wasn't from the spanking.”

“I am sorry, Lady Jane. I promise never to spank you again.” He paused. “Unless you need disciplining, of course.”

“Thank you,” she said, rolling her eyes.

“You are welcome. Now what can I do for you, my Queen?”

“Fuck me hard, my King. Give me your big cock. Seed my pussy again.” Gasps came from Jane's throat as Aket slammed his cock hard into her well used pussy. His heavy scrotum slapped her thighs so hard, she imagined they were turning her thighs as red as his hands had made her buttocks. The way the head of his cock was bent forwards had it constantly rubbing her sensitive spot deep inside her. It was triggering a series of strong orgasms that left her so weak, she fell on the floor with her ass still raised to receive the powerful serpent cock of Set. Aket buried his cock and bellowed like a bull. His cock jerked and another geyser of the African's hot negro seed filled her womb, triggering multiple contractions around his spurting cock as Jane came again and again.

Afterwards, Aket pulled out and fell to his side. “That was amazing. You are amazing my love.”

Jane muttered something into her arms. “What was that?” he gasped, still panting from the exertion.

“More,” she said, louder. “I want more.”

“Great Aket will give you more,” he said arrogantly. “But the serpent cock of Set appears to be sleeping.”

Jane pushed herself up on all fours and turned. She bent her head and took the serpentine glans into her mouth. She immediately moaned with lust and the delicious taste of his cock. It was coated in a film of his sperm and her own vaginal fluid. Jane relaxed her throat muscles sucking it deep in her throat to taste more of their combined orgasmic fluids. In it's soft state, she was able to take more then she had giving him the blowsie, but it quickly began to swell forcing her to release it lest she choke.

“The cock awakens!” The giant black man placed his hand on the shaft and stroked it, acting like a child with a new toy.

“Lay down on your back,” she said. Apparently he didn't mind taking orders from a woman. He quickly did as told, looking on eagerly as she straddled him. His bent cock laid against his stomach, but since the head stuck straight up, she easily got it inside her. “I can't believe how good you feel inside me,” she moaned, eyes closed as she worked his cock fully inside her.

“I don't as powerful like this, but I like the view.” Aket stared at her flawless white skin as she sat up to ride him. His huge hands couldn't even cover her large bosom. He squeezed and tugged on them fascinated with her breasts and hard nipples. He leaned up even as she leaned down so that he could take one of her freakishly long nipples in mouth. He was rewarded by a large squeal and tight spasms of her pussy around his shaft as she came. His crotch felt sopping wet from all the fluids pouring from her pussy.

Jane opened her eyes and looked down at him in a state of complete sexual bliss. Her hands pushed down on his chest as she road him. The contrast of her white hands on his muscled dark black chest was fascinating to her. It was sexily erotic to see her white body mated with his dark black skin and feel his big negro cock fulfilling her completely. Jane felt a new preference for black men click in her brain.

A preference that could create a scandal in British society if she were ever caught with an African male.

Aket laid back gazing up at her magnificent body slowly riding his cock. One hand squeezed her breast, pinching her thick nipple while his other hand rand down her white throat, down her breast to her belly also fascinated with the skin contrast. He rubbed her belly around her navel. “I want to swell this with my child,” he said. “I hope my seed has already been planted, my queen.”

“I hope it has too, my king,” she lied. Lady Jane and Patty both shared a weekly tea that derived from an herbal mixture Jane had discovered in India. The tea kept them from getting pregnant and even kept their monthly periods at bay. “Put a baby in my belly, great Aket.” He growled in lust at her words pulling Jane down so that he could kiss her lips. “The idea of carrying his child was starting not to sound all that bad and she was grateful to her tea.

Jane felt hands on her rear, spreading her buttocks apart. Hassan's cock pressed down hard on her rosebud. “Hey! That's off lim...” Jane's words trailed off at the surge of pleasure she felt having two men inside her.

“Take it all... my Queen,” hissed Hassan. He pushed his entire penis inside her rectum. Her ass gripped it almost as tightly as her vagina gripped Aket.

“F-FUCK! I”M CUMMING!” she screamed. Jane sat still, panting from the intense orgasm. Aket's cock was jerking inside her, wanting her to keep moving. “Never had two men before,” she gasped. “Thank god, yours is so little, Hassan.”

“Thank Set, mine is so big so that you can experience true pleasure,” interjected Aket.

Hassan hunched over her, some of his penis slipping out as he moved. Jane felt his foul breath in her ear. “Litle for now, Queen Bitch,” he hissed. “The Master has promised to give me three baptisms from the COCK. Two more times and mine will be as big as his. I'll be sure to try it out in your ass first.” Hassan cackled and fell back, working his penis hard and fast into her ass.

Body transformation, she thought. Jane was well aware of the propensity of divinely powered artifacts to cause body parts to grow. The COCK had to be kept out of Aket's hands. Jane couldn't think much more on it as her ass was already rising over Aket's cock, trying to time it with Hassan's thrusts. The newly awakened wanton slut inside her was already hoping Hassan's was bigger to stretch her ass even more. She mewled again, closing her eyes to enjoy the pleasure, but quickly opening them as she missed the image of Aket's black body beneath her. She squeezed his hard chest while behind her, Hassan pushed deep, his prick giving a little spasm, and sending a small wad of sperm into her bowels.

Jane moaned, grinding her ass and pussy over the two penises as she came again. Her body seemingly relished every time a man ejaculated in her.

“Go away little man,” ordered Aket as Hassan pulled out. “Let my eyes feast upon you.” Aket's hands pressed against her ribs and pushed her up. Jane kept bouncing in his laps. His stamina was beginning to tax her strength. “”I love you Jane Stalwart. Tell me you love me.”

Jane panted while riding him. She could only rise several inches off his lap before slamming back down. “I love your cock, Great Aket,” she said. “And I love how you fuck me with it.”

“NO! Tell me that you love me.”

“I can't,” she groaned. He had released her and she fell forward again. This time Jane used her arms to lift her up, fucking even more of his shaft.

“How can you not love me? No one can fuck you like Aket.”

“Please?” she begged, thrashing a little over his shaft. “I lov...” Jane was terrified of this man's growing power. Sex with him was the best ever and he'd just lost his virginity. As his skill grew, he'd only get better. No woman could resist him. Not even Lady Jane Stalwart. “I love you. I love you, Master Aket.” Jane fell forward and kissed him passionately. Their lips parted, tongues intertwined. One encounter with a negro and she'd fallen in love with him, but she was still Jane Stalwart. Jane sat up in his lap, feeling his cock swelling with impending orgasm. “I LOVE you!” she screamed, cumming. “I'm so sorry that I have to kill you.”

“WHAT?” bellowed Aket even as his cock erupted sending more powerful blasts of semen straight into her womb.

“SEED SO HOT!” Jane cried with tears of pleasure and sadness at what she had to do, but Aket had to be stopped. “CUMMING! I”M CUMMING!” Stupid herbal tea! Why couldn't he give her his baby before she killed him? Jane collapsed from the intensity of all the orgasms.

Aket rolled her off him before his cock had even finished squirting. It bucked so powerfully, the crown of the serpent's head smacked his torso as it spit streams of cum. The first stream of venom coated her torso, soaking her nipples and leaving sperm spattered all over her belly. Another lash forwards by the black cobra hit her thighs as he stood. Aket grabbed the writhing shaft in his hand and jerked it, shooting his hot seed to coat her face. The wanton slattern writhed on the floor, still cumming. Her tongue licking out greedy to taste the seed on her face. Her hands slid over her lovely body, rubbing his sperm into her skin.

Aket dressed in his robe. Hassan was already dressed. “I told you, she couldn't be trusted, Master.”

The ugly little Egyptian clutched his Kpinga, staring hungrily at her body. “There will be other women, Master.”

“Not like that one,” he growled. Aket grabbed the COCK and the Enfield off the floor. He pointed the gun at Jane's nude body. His hand shook as his face scrunched up in anger. Aket lowered the gun, angry at his own weakness. “Here,” he told Hassan, handing him the Enfield. “You kill her.” Aket took one last look at her before tucking the COCK into his robe and leaving the cabin.

“Of course, Master.” Hassan looked back at the white bitch. He aimed the gun at her, but lowered it. She was still in the throes of pleasure she'd gotten taking the two cultists cock in her and wasn't even aware of her own peril. “Hassan will kill you alright, but not with a bullet.” He raised the Kpinga. He

kept the blades very sharp for Hassan liked to cut things. The only question was where to cut her first.

Hassan raised the multi bladed throwing weapon, looking up and down her body, but before he could bring it down on her, Jane's heel caught him in the knee. He screamed in pain as his knee shattered.

Jane grinned, spinning around in a slick pool of sperm and rising to stoop. She heard a thud as the Enfield hit the floor. Hassan hadn't dropped the Kpinga. His eyes were filled with rage and pain as he raised it again. Jane put all the weight on her left foot, lashing out with her tight for his other knee, but she slipped a little on the pool of sperm and Hassan managed to turn slightly. He caught her kick in the back of the knee, hurting him, but not breaking anything and fell through the cabin door.

Jane dropped and rolled, grabbing the gun and bringing it up to a firing position, but Hassan had vanished. “DAMN!” she growled, racing to the door. He hadn't gotten far. He was at the end of the corridor, but headed the wrong way. “Freeze,” she ordered, but Hassan just limped his way through the door.

Luckily the aisle was empty. Most of the passengers would still be in the dining coach, but not for much longer. Hassan hadn't headed towards the dining coach, he'd turned heading towards the baggage coach just behind the engine, but that would be locked. Jane followed him out the coach and sure he enough he was trying to force the next coach's door open. There was a ladder to access the top of the coach, but with his busted knee, Hassan wouldn't be climbing anything. Trapped, he turned and raised the Kpinga.

“Drop it,” yelled Jane. She aimed the gun at his head. “Surrender and I'll turn you over to Egyptian authorities for the murder of Professor Al Arash.”

“I don't think so, bitch,” he hissed. Hassan stepped forward, dragging his bad leg behind him.

Jane smiled and shrugged. “I actually prefer it this way, too.” She pointed the gun at his head and pulled the trigger.

Hassan laughed at the shocked look on her face. She pulled the trigger again, but nothing happened.

He reached in his pocket and held his fist up, dropping the bullets he'd removed from her gun while searching her room. “Time to die, bitch.” His arm went back and then swung forward, releasing the Kpinga.

Unfortunately for Jane, a huge wad of semen chose to slide down her forehead and into her eyes. Still, she managed to jerk her head sideways, feeling a breeze pass her ear and the knife stuck into the door with a thunk. Jane quickly wiped her eyes. As soon as her vision cleared, she saw Hassan crossing between the coachs. His face was pale, contorted with pain and disbelief that he had missed. The Kpinga had been so close, it had taken a strand of her hair. Jane yanked it out of the wood and stepped forward. She hefted it, testing the weight and smirked. It felt very close to Grey Wolf's tomahawk and she was very good with it. She flipped the Kpinga and tossed it underhand.

It struck Hassan with a crunch as the main blade broke through his sternum. He didn't even have time to look shocked. The blade had pierced his heart. Hassan fell backward, flipping over the railing and falling between the coaches. There was a louder crunch and then nothing as the train continued it's journey with one less passenger.

“That's for Omar,” said Jane, licking some sperm off her hand.