Beautiful Assassin

by Stephanie Nicole Norris

  Celine watched Rose disappear out the door, and her head snapped to Brian. “My torturer?”

  Brian stalked over to her, his arm wrapping her in a warm embrace. With his lips to her ear, he whispered, “You’ll love me, even more, when it’s over…” His warm breath caressed her ear, his lips sending a tingle down her spine.

  His hands grazed up her hips to her waist, and he lifted her as if she was a paperweight. Her hands coiled around his neck, her legs following suit. Brian took steps across the room, stopping at the machine in the middle. He backed her into the equipment that formed the shape of an X. Taking her arms, Brian opened them, sliding a latch across her wrists.

  Her breathing picked up as her excitement, nervousness, and curiosity heightened. “What are you doing to me?”

  His hands slid down her arms to her breasts. He squeezed slightly, causing her breath to catch. He took one hand down her hips and the other to her throat, pressing lightly. Celine watched him with sultry eyes. Through his eyes, she saw darkness, desire, a sexual craving reminiscent of her own. It was enough to keep her libido raging. She’d never been into anything like this before. But experiencing it on this night, with him was delightfully risky.

  “Do you trust me?” he asked. They stared at each other, Brian waiting patiently for her to answer.

  “Yes.”

  “I’m going to put some headphones on your ears, and I’m going to cover your eyes. Do you understand?”

  “Yes.”

  “The safe word is please.”

  “Okay.”

  Brian reached for a set of red and black headphones and placed them around her ears. Celine’s hearing went out as if she was in a soundproof room. When the black Velcro fabric ran across her eyes, she shivered.

  Brian set his hands against her arms. Up and down his palms slid across her skin. He unzipped her gown and pulled it down. The halter top design made for an easy removal. When it fell into a pool around her feet, Celine shivered again.

  “I’m okay,” she told him. “My sensory is high.”

  He grinned but didn’t attempt to speak since she wouldn’t hear him anyway. Brian removed her dress and strapped her legs in around the ankles.

  Making sure she was secure, he circled his present, smiling devilishly when he made it to the back. Her ass was completely exposed. He took a heavy hand across it. It jiggled and she yelped.

  “Oh shit,” she swore.

  He smacked her ass again, and again she yelped. He went to a table that was covered with different gadgets he could use for his torturing pleasure. He picked out a paddle and went back to her. His lips touched her shoulders, neck, and breasts. He flicked his tongue around her nipple before swallowing it whole.

  “Ssssss… baby…” Celine crooned, the heat from his wet tongue sending her into overdrive.

  His fingers dipped into her vagina, and she bucked, a shudder crawling down her body and a moan escaping her mouth. Celine bit down on her lips, trying to gain some sense of control. Brian was taking her to a place she’d never ventured before. Caleb was gentle. He loved things soft and sensible. Brian was dangerous. Everything about him was bad. His business, his lifestyle, his sex. Dangerous. And their connection was so intense it shook her.

  His fingers danced around inside her, and she writhed and twisted, causing the buckles on her wrists to rattle. Unfortunately for her, she was unable to break free. Locked in place, her breathing sped up as Brian kissed his way down her body. When his lips made it to her clitoris, he blew soft wind against her mound and another ripple this time of cool air coursed through her.

  Celine moaned. Her nerves were on edge. Having her sight and hearing taken away, everything she felt sent shockwaves through her. He covered her vagina with his mouth, sucking and licking on her labia.

  “Oh God!” Celine cried out.

  He lapped, pressing his mouth so heavy into her she shouted out a cry. His tongue and fingers met as he licked into her entrance. Celine shook against the machine, but she was wide open, helpless, at his mercy. He rose to his feet and removed her headphones but left her eyes covered. His steps took him around her where he sat the headphones down and took a nice swing at her ass.

  When the paddle connected with her bare skin, heat suffused her cheeks, and she yelped. “Oh my God, baby!”

  He took another swing at her butt, watching it jiggle against the board. Her head fell back. “Oh!”

  “Tell me you love me,” he commanded.

  Celine tried to follow his voice but couldn’t see behind her. “I love you…” she breathed.

  “Tell me you belong to me.”

  She swallowed. “I belong to you…”

  He smacked her against her ass again, and she yelped.

  “How does that feel?”

  “Feels good, baby.”

  “Yeah, you like that?” He sent the paddle across her ass again.

  Celine’s head fell back as a warm sensation flooded her. “Yes, I love it…”

  Brian pressed a button that turned the machine, leaving Celine suspended in the air.

  When Brian placed his mouth over her mound, she moaned.

  Brian licked and sucked her, giving her an orgasm that made her feel like she was flying. She was disoriented and dizzy with desire.

  “Oh my God. What are you doing to me?”

  He hit another button that dropped her back to an upright position. He smacked her ass once more and entered her from behind.

  “Oh my God!”

  With one hand, he grabbed her neck while the other hand slid between her legs. He fucked her standing up, plunging himself into her wetness. His finger circled her clitoris, and her oxygen was stunted at the squeeze of his palm. The overwhelming sense of stimulation made Celine come instantly.

  “Oh my God, baby, I’m sorry, I coming again!”

  Spasms wracked her body, and Brian was ruthless, pumping into her with such ferocity that she creamed all down his shaft.

  “Fuck!” he yelled.

  “You feel so damn good!” Celine admitted.

  Brian’s orgasm gained momentum. “Shit, baby!” He coated her walls with his cum, and they praised one another. Brian held her tight as they came down off their high, the intensity of their experience casting shockwaves through their veins.

  “Shit,” Brian cursed. He pulled out of her, causing a moan to leave them both at the exit. Standing in front of her, he pulled the Velcro off her eyes and watched them flutter open.

  Celine smiled wickedly and licked her lips. “That was everything…”

  He dashed the same wicked smile back to her. “I thought it would be.” He unhooked her wrists. “I need one of these at home.”

  “We,” Celine said. “We need one of these at home.”

  He held her with a sexy gaze. “Damn right.”

  After unhooking her ankles, he gazed into her eyes and said, “That was for beginners. Wait until you get a taste of the champions room.”

  Another ripple of heat flushed her.

  “What would you say if I told you we were being watched?”

  Her eyes shot up in surprise. “Were we?”

  “I told you we are always being watched.”

  “Yeah, but I didn’t think—”

  “Calm down,” he joked. “No one’s watching this time. I’m just messing with you.”

  “Here you go with the jokes. What is with you tonight?”

  “You, Celine. You are what’s up with me tonight.” He guided her to a bathroom that sat in the back of the room. “I just want to give you everything, have fun and love you for the rest of our lives.”

  He kissed her lips, and they entered the bathroom. Inside they bathed in a steaming shower, washing each other down, licking and kissing bare skin along the way. When they finished and dressed, they left the room through a door that sat behind a lock.

  Celine watched him put the key in and turn.

  “Another surprise?” she asked. “A girl could get used to this.”
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  A lazy grin graced his face. “And I could get used to giving it to you.”

  He opened the door, and they stepped into the room. “Do you think you have any more energy left?”

  Celine licked the corner of her lips. “As much as you, I suppose.” He wiggled his brows again, and she giggled. Brian reached out and hit a switch, illuminating the red lights in the room. Underneath the glow of red illuminations, a man was bound to a machine not much different than the one she was latched onto.

  Celine looked to Brian, puzzled.

  “Meet Doctor Daniels,” he said.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Gray strands of hair laced the middle-aged man’s bare chest, but his khaki pants remained. His arms and legs were stretched out wide.

  Celine glanced from Brian to the man strapped to the machine.

  “What do you think?” Brian asked.

  Celine pulled the handgun out of her holster. It slid up the side of her leg, leaving a trail of nerves on edge.

  “I know the last kill wasn’t as intimate as you would have liked it to be, so this time have your way.”

  Celine’s eyes searched the room. Hanging from a shelf on the wall were a pair of cables. Sitting on the floor underneath the cables was a battery-powered machine. Celine sauntered over to the equipment. She pulled the wires down balancing them hand-to-hand. A grin spread across her lips.

  Pulling the machine, she traipsed to the man, her high heels sinking into the carpet. Now standing in front of him, she removed his headphones. He looked around wildly but was unable to see her from his hidden mask.

  “Who’s there?”

  “Wouldn’t you like to know,” she taunted.

  “Who are you, where am I?”

  “I’ll give you the liberty of asking one question. Only one, so choose wisely. What would you like to know, Doctor?”

  “Who are you?”

  Celine offered an elated smile. “Great question. One that I’m happy to answer. Briggs…” she whispered, “Mrs. Caleb Briggs…”

  “Briggs, Briggs…” he chanted. “Sounds oddly familiar.”

  “Well, let me give you a refresher course. My husband, the late Caleb Briggs, fell into your care at Saint Mary’s Hospital. And he never made it out of the operating room. Do you know why?”

  The doctor shook his head. “No, I don’t, but sometimes it happens.”

  “Don’t give me that shit!” Celine screamed. “Another one of your low life colleagues tried that same fuckin’ excuse, and do you know where he is?”

  The doctor was too afraid to ask.

  Celine leaned in, getting close to his ear. “You killed him, Doc. The one person who was supposed to save his life. You must think you’re God, but I’m about to show you, you’re not.”

  The doctor shook his head frantically. “No, I would never do that!”

  Celine sucked her teeth. “You know I know you did it. And when you lie to me it just makes it worse for you. You’re not in any position to lie to me, doctor.” Her voice dipped low as she talked. “Before it’s all over, you will confess.”

  The doctor continued to deny her accusation, which made her furious. Slowly, she clipped a clamp to both of his nipples.

  “What are you doing? You can’t do this! Where am I, what’s going on?”

  “I told you, you had only one question. You asked that question. I answered that question. Now, you can take this the easy way or the hard way. But either way, you’re going to get it.” Celine walked to the machine and powered it on.

  It buzzed to life. She reached down and turned the switch, igniting the energy inside it. The man cried out in pain as electric bolts rammed through his nipples. A thrill of pleasure shot through Celine. She turned the switch back down.

  “Please,” he begged, “don’t do this. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

  Celine turned the switch back up, and the man wailed. His body shook as he tried to release himself from the restraints. Celine powered the machine up even more. The man’s screams were so loud that even she had to take a step back.

  Brian moved to her side. “Maybe I should put the headphones on,” Celine said.

  The doctor continued to scream as the machine sent bolts of energy through his body. “Okay, okay, please I confess!”

  Celine’s hand flew to the machine, and she turned the switch back down. “What is it you want to confess, doctor?” Her eyes were wide, nostrils flaring.

  “We had no choice!” the man cried. “Our families were threatened! It was him or us! What do you think we would do? What would you do?”

  Celine slapped him across his face. “You son of a bitch! Don’t pretend to know what I would do in a situation like that! What you should be worried about is what I plan to do to you in a situation like this!”

  “Please! We had no choice! We had no choice!” The man offered, but his plea fell on deaf ears.

  Celine turned to the table behind her and pulled a ball and gag from it. She strapped it around his mouth and tight around his head. His mouth stretched wide as the ball sat in position keeping any further words stifled. Still, a muffled cry bawled from him. Celine cranked the machine.

  The volts of electricity were so violent his body ricochet against the equipment. The doctor jerked and grumbled, moaned and mumbled. Then foam oozed out the corners of his mouth, and he soiled the front of his pants.

  When his eyes rolled to the back of his head, Celine powered down the machine and observed Brian. His eyes were on her, experiencing the excitement she felt by watching her movements. She reached out and laid firm hands on his collar, pulling his tall frame into her. They kissed deep, tongues lashing. Brian sucked her bottom lip then bit down on her.

  “Yesss,” she moaned. His strong arms wrapped around her back, lifting her. Celine’s legs slid around his waist, and he walked with her as they continued to kiss. They exited the room the same way they came in. Two thin men passed them, causing Celine to break from the kiss. She peered at the men then looked to Brian.

  “They’re with us,” he said.

  She watched briefly as the men went about cleaning off the equipment and placing it back in place. They unhooked the doctor, and his body slumped over into their arms.

  “You don’t want to see the rest,” Brian said. Celine’s eyes went back to him.

  “Trust me,” he assured. She nodded, and he continued out the room and placed her on her feet.

  Walking down the hallway with its light blue glow sent shivers down Celine. When they made it to the entrance, Rose manifested at their side. “I take it you enjoyed your stay?” A wicked smile oozed from her.

  “Yes, we did.”

  “If you would like dessert, you can enter the hallway to the left.”

  Celine and Brian glanced down the hallway; a light green glow flooded the pathway, and Celine couldn’t deny that she was curious. Brian smiled down at her.

  “It’s your call, sweetheart. Would you like dessert?”

  An exotic laugh fled from her. “Maybe another time when we don’t have so much to do.”

  Brian cocooned her in his chest. “We’ve got time to do everything we need to. Besides, it’s late and most are sleep; surely you would like your next mark to know when death arrives?”

  He was right. Celine didn’t want to kill someone sleeping soundly in their bed. No. That wouldn’t be enough for her. She wanted them to pay and understand that karma had come full circle.

  “Let’s go,” she said, turning left to take the light green pathway.

  Chapter Eighteen

  “Listen up,” Brian said, his eyes roaming from one man to the other. It was the next day and Brian had business to conduct. His and Celine’s late night shenanigans had extended into dawn, but you couldn’t tell by the strength in Brian’s posture as he spoke, “We have an imposter in our presence.”

  They were in the shipping room where prisoners were kept that tried to penetrate their organization. Whenever anyone made it
to the shipping room, they never saw daylight again. Standing on her heels bound to a wooden beam that rose from floor to ceiling, Carter was horrified. Her eyes were wide as she searched for a way out of her dire situation.

  “Zeus has sent us a message. He wants to meet tomorrow at noon at a mutual place.” Brian cracked a smile. “I guess you can figure out who the message came from.”

  The men turned to Carter, some curious, others unimpressed.

  “She also wants to be a part of our family.” He held his arms out. Some of the men snickered.

  “What would make her think—”

  “I have no idea,” Brian answered before Dominique could finish his sentence.

  “Her story was touching, but she’s out of her league.”

  “I’ll take care of her,” Cedric added.

  Brian shook his head. “Nah,” he pointed to Sade. “She’ll take care of her, won’t you, Sade?”

  Sade stood, dressed in a one-piece pants suit with three-inch heels on her feet. Her hair hung down the way she knew Brian liked. Anything she could do to get his attention she would.

  “Yes, I’m taking care of whatever you need.” She purred.

  His eyes lingered on her, watching a smile form on her face. Her wink was prominent. She wanted him to know she was not out of the game yet.

  He returned her smile. “Yeah, you will.” His gaze moved to the rest of the crew. “Set your stations. I want every corner of our territory on high alert. I’m not sure what Zeus plans to accomplish with this meeting of his, but I’m interested enough to find out.”

  “Will the Queen be there?” Marcus asked.

  “Of course,” Celine said, stepping out of the shadows.

  The men turned languidly to Celine’s voice. The spandex leggings she wore slithered up her legs, circling her thick hips, and stopping on the edge of her waist. The halter top she wore exposed her cocoa brown pierced navel, sitting lightly over her heavyset breasts and flowed down her back past her butt. The heels she wore pushed her height by five inches, leaving her pedicure toes open. Celine also wore her hair down past her shoulders in a beautiful bundle of curls.

  “My lovely King wants to keep me sheltered.” She offered him an upturned cheek. “But he knows that’s not the woman I am.” Her eyes left him and went to Sade. Celine’s smirk opened, revealing a fresh white smile. She caught Sade’s flirtation, but she wasn’t worried about her in the least. She felt sorry for the poor girl.