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.
