It still haunts me

Part 16: The revenge

"OK. Listen. Here is the plan. You Josh will hide in the trunk. Alex, you
go at the gate and shout for help for your sick mother. I will be lying at
the backseat and when that moron in the sentry box comes with you and looks
at me I will catch his neck in between my calves and break it in a second.
You Josh take the body and hide it away outside the gate and return to me
quickly to get me in, which is all I need. Don't make any mistakes or I'll
kill both of you," she explained her plan so simply. She even supposed that
a man in the sentry box, whom she doesn't know, is going to be a dead body.

I was driving slowly while Josh hid inside the trunk. I was ordered to stop
about five meters away from the mansion walls. I then ran at the gate
feigning concern and shouted "help! Help!"

A man hurried from a small box he was inside. "What's wrong, son? What
happened?" he asked. I told him my mother was so sick inside the car and I
didn't know what to do. "Is there any hospital nearby?" I asked with
genuine expressions of anxiety on my face that left the man in no ounce of
suspicion.

"Where is your mom, boy? Is she a beauty anyway? We suffer lack of the
fairer sex here? She'd better be a good woman or I'll break your neck," the
guard threatened, starting to walk with me to the car.

"Wait and you'll see whose neck is going to be broken anyway," I thought to
myself.

"Where is she?" "Lying at the backseat," I shouted.

He stood there and watched Madame Adele opening her thighs wide. "Ooooh! I
love black women's legs so much," the guard said, inserting his head
inside.

"And black women's legs adore your stupid neck, honey," Madame Adele got
his neck exactly in between the calves and I stood there watching. She
pressed hard and the man began to shout when she stuffed some greasy piece
of cloth inside his mouth, and his cries were just muffled. He struggled
but it was useless. Suddenly I heard a crack and the man fell forward on
her body, only to be shoved by her legs outside as if he were some garbage.

"Go, Alex. Open the trunk and get me Josh," she commanded. I brought Josh
out from the trunk and he went directly to Madame Adele, who ordered him to
hid the body away and return here in a minute.

Josh carried the body and went out of sight and then came back running and
bent at all fours to let Madame Adele ride him. She rode him and he was
signaled to rise and move.

Even during those critical moments, Josh would never dare do something on
his own without commands, I thought.

"Alex, bring my flip-flops and carry them in your hands, and keep licking
them," she commanded.

He transported her into the mansion's open gate. I followed. We proceeded
towards the open door of the building. "Whenever someone appears, Josh, put
my feet on the ground automatically. Don't wait for my signal. This is
emergency. The two of you will step behind me and just watch. Don't
interfere. This is my revenge," she instructed. Of course I had no plans to
interfere, but it was good she has asserted it.

She rode Josh into a spacious hall the size of a tennis court. Four men
clad in karate attire emerged from two directions in front of us. They
looked Japanese. Josh bent down and Madame Adele dismounted and walked
slowly in their direction. Josh and I stepped back.

The first man shouted those Kung Fu cries and ran towards Madame Adele for
the attack. He flew in the air to aim a kick in her face, but he was really
underestimating her. Before he could reach her, she side-kicked him in
between his open legs in the balls. The kick was so strong, aided by the
man's fast bolt forward. He fell on his back in terrible pain. His face was
red. Blood flowed from his nose and he then lied there motionless.
Obviously the man's balls were strongly crushed.

Another one proceeded but was more cautious. It seems they started to take
her very serious. He aimed a punch at her face but she held his hand and
kicked him with her right foot in his tummy. He bent only to find another
right kick in the face that straightened him up. She freed his hand and
rested her both hands on the floor and swept his legs off the ground. The
man fell violently on his back. She stood up and marched towards his still-
surviving pain-afflicted corpse. She lifted her right leg high and landed
her heel so strongly on his chest. We heard a crack and then the man lied
still.

Her heel kick, which I could swear it was tantamount to some concrete block
in strength, seems to have smashed the man's left part of rib cage and
probably one of those broken bones has pierced his heart.

The other two began to grow very concerned. One of them bent his body and
wanted to aim his head into her stomach. She jumped in the air opening her
legs wide and while she was up she turned around the opposite direction and
by the time she was landing on the ground the man's head was in between her
thighs, which locked his neck so tightly. She held his body with her hands
and fixed it in place and then swung both her thighs in the extreme left
direction. A crack was heard, she opened her legs to release him and the
karate man fell facedown motionless.

The fourth moved quickly in her direction and aimed a punch in her face.
His hand was caught. She took it and turned her back on the man, fracturing
his arm over her shoulder with a quick movement. The man was in pain,
stepping back. He attacked with his left but she just did the same thing.
He couldn't move any of his arms. He was stepping back in fear. She marched
slowly towards him as if she were the Grim Reaper bound to take his soul.
She kicked him in the stomach and then hit him on his bent back. He fell
facedown with arms nearly paralyzed. Stirring his body, she placed her
right sole on his open mouth and then sealed off his nose between two toes,
blocking any air supply to his lungs. She stayed so for one minute, during
which the man's face turned so pale and died in peace.

Four bodies were around us in less than 10 minutes. This woman is sure a
gifted life-taker. She signaled Josh to come. He hurried and she jumped
over his back as if she was a professional equestrienne and ordered him to
move up the stairs and me to follow.

We were now on the first storey. It was a long corridor with several rooms.
Madame Adele took a moment to look around. There was no one. Three tough
men showed themselves out of the blue from one room. Josh let her down and
stepped back and so did I.

One of them attacked with a baseball bat. She caught the bat with her left
hand and gave him a right-hand punch directly in the face and then swung
the bat both of them were holding to hit his head with. The man lied on the
floor, his face bleeding profusely. He stood up to attack again but Madame
Adele kicked him strongly in the balls. He went down on his knees with the
bat still in his right hand. She gave a horrible shout and produced a
roundhouse kick with her right sole
 on the man's right cheek. We heard another crack and the man lied still.
His neck was broken by the violent thrust leftward.

Usually, after the cracks everything becomes so dreadfully quiet. It is the
tranquility of death, which she enjoyed delivering easily as if she were
filing her nails.

The other two attacked together from two directions. May be they thought
one man is not enough to do her. One of them rushed and held her both hands
in his behind her back. She seemed to have given her hands to him
voluntarily. The man in the front rushed to punch her in the stomach but
she kicked him first in his stomach and then in the face when he bent down.

She made a few steps backwards and the man behind her hit the wall with his
back. He was still holding her arms. The man in the front rose to his feet
and took another jolt at her, only to be stopped by a kick in the balls,
falling to his knees in front of her. Leaning back on the man and the wall
behind her, she jumped her left foot on the front man's right shoulder. Her
right leg was free in the air now. She placed her right sole on the man's
right cheek and then produced another violent thrust and broke the man's
neck in a second.

The man in the back watched the carnage his temporary captive made from her
same angle. He was so scared. Madame Adele stomped her heel on his foot. He
was in pain. She then elbowed him in the face and stomach several times. He
had to free her hands, but she did not move an inch. She kept kicking and
stomping until the man behind collapsed and crumpled to pieces. She let his
body slide down behind her until she caught his downward sliding face in
between her broad ass cheeks. She pressed hard and the man's cries were
muffled. He struggled for air and tried to remove Madame Adele away with
his hands, but was not able to save himself. His cries fainted gradually
and he lied still. She moved an inch forward, still opening her legs wide
and the man fell facedown.

"You are really pathetic creatures! They call themselves men!" she derided,
"death is here to stay you punch of faggots. I'll kill all of you here."
She ran all along the corridor, opening all doors in search of more victims
as if she were a lioness feverishly pouncing in quest of a prey. She found
no one. She snapped her fingers to Josh, who rushed to her immediately and
she jumped on his back and ordered him to move to the next floor and me to
follow.

We climbed up the stairs to the second floor and stepped back when a group
of seven ninjas emerged from two rooms in the long corridor. We stepped
back to let Madame Adele practice her favorite hobby of life-taking. In 20
minutes, five corpses were trashing the long corridor. The sixth ninja
advanced towards Madame Adele in acrobatic moves. She stood still and when
he entered the airspace of her lethal legs she kicked him in the chest and
then gave him a roundhouse in the side of his face. She ran towards his
body lying on the ground and started stomping her right heel on his
forehead for about five minutes non-stop until his skull cracked from the
relentless heel trampling that turned him into yet another peaceful corpse.

The seventh ninja was standing in amazement. When she ran towards him, he
knelt pleading for his life. She stopped in front of him and gave him a
wicked smile that interpreted no mercy. She rested her right foot on his
face and shoved him backward on the ground. She walked over his body slowly
and he was shouting in pain from the pressure. She reached his shoulder and
placed her open legs on the ground with the ninja's head between them.

"You are a disgrace to ninjas! All your colleagues fought bravely and sent
by me to their hereafter in honor," she addressed the lying fear-stricken
ninja and started to lower her buttocks slowly and sat on his face. The man
struggled and muffled for two minutes, during which she was rubbing her
fingernails with her hands nonchalantly as if she was doing a normal thing.

The man stopped struggling and in no time left our world to join his ninja
mates in their graves.

She did not move her buttocks from the man's face. She stayed there for
several minutes and then signaled Josh to come. We then moved to the third
floor, where there were two bodybuilders awaiting. We again stepped back
and stood there watching.

"You'll really wish you hadn't come up here," one man told Madame Adele,
who was so indifferent. She assumed the combat position and one of the men
approached her with a punch at her face but in a second he stepped back
with a broken arm and cried in pain. "You, bitch! I'll smash your fucking
neck!" the man shouted angrily. He gave it another attempt but this time
his right hand was at his side unable to move it. He was so stupid as to
approach this femme fatale without knowing in advance what he would do with
her. He proceeded with totally exposed body and he received a kick in the
groin. Bending down from the fierce kick in his family jewels, he found his
head locked in massively strong thighs in a reverse headscissor position.
He could see Madame Adele's bulging black calves.

Madame Adele elbowed him several times on his exposed back forcing his body
to slide down from her thighs. She released her lock a bit so that his head
may smoothly slide down to the area she prefers: her calves. The man's head
was trapped in between those pair of anacondas. All that Madame Adele had
to do was press, and she did it so hard that the huge man was screaming in
pain like a kid. Like his deceased predecessors, he struggled but it was
all over. His fate was already sealed by her calves. He choked for a couple
of minutes and then surrendered to his destiny and died instantly.

She released his head, which fell facedown on the ground. Resting her right
sole over the back of the dead man's head, she, addressing the other awe-
stricken man, said "you'll end up like this moron: a corpse under my feet."

He ran in her direction but was forced to stop by a heel kick directly into
the face. He cringed back with a bleeding nose. He wiped it off and made a
second attempt but found himself flying in the air when Madame Adele swept
his feet off the ground and ended on his back on the floor. She made an
acrobatic somersault in his direction and both her feet landed on the man's
abdomen. He raised his head up in pain but only to find Madame Adele's knee
bent in the direction of his rising face, forcing him to lie on his back
again.

She moved away from him and waited for his next move in case he makes any.
The man did not get up. "Is that all you got. You don't want to get up,
huh? This means your end is near," she addressed the pain-inflicted lump of
muscles lying on the ground. He was really helpless to make any attempt to
rise.

She proceeded slowly and kicked him in the stomach again. She then went to
his head and crushed his face under her right sole with successive kicks.
She moved her foot up and down the poor fellow's face. He seemed so
helpless. "OK. It's over now. I haven't got all day for a worthless shit
like you. Kiss your life goodbye, sweetie," she shouted at him.

She placed her right foot on his stomach and then her left on his neck and
kept pressing. The man choked and died from the concrete-like sole pressure
on his neck.

"Take me to the last floor, Josh. It all seems like a picnic here. So far I
haven't found a match enough for me, but I am enjoying myself anyway."

We were about to go up to the last floor, where Robert the Shredder was
expected, when another huge man appeared and knelt before Madame Adele
before she mounted Josh. He was crying like a child and bowed his head from
his kneeling position to deluge Madame Adele's feet with kisses, asking her
to spare him.

"P-p-p- please my Lady. S- s- spare me and I promise I'll do anything you
ask me to. I'll be your servant for life, but please don't k- k- kill me,"
the man said. His cries for survival really touched my heart.

"I have seen you from a hole in the door slaughtering my two fellow
bodybuilders so easily. I thought of keeping myself in my hiding place but
I was so scared if I could be found you would put an end to my life. I
hesitated but finally I decided to capitulate and surrender myself to you
as an honest servant of yours in return for sparing my life," the man said
with a tone of honesty in his voice.

"What's your name, big man?" Madame Adele asked. "Frank, Madame," he
replied.

"Listen, Frank. I really appreciate your surrender to me, but you see I
already have servants attending me. Besides, I pledged to myself to kill
all people here in this building in revenge for my sister's husband who was
killed by your boss, whom I am going to capture in minutes from now. So, I
don't think I will be in need for your services, Frank," she said.

The man was so frustrated that tears flowed endlessly from his eyes like a
girl in front of Madame Adele. He kept begging, though. "P-p-please Madame,
spare me. Please don't kill me. I swear I am faithful and will always be if
you granted me the honor of being a servant of yours. I only worked for
Robert for the need of money to send to my ill mother," the man said.

"OK. OK, Frank. I'll spare your life and trust you, but if you ever
betrayed this trust or disobeyed any command on my part to you, I will have
no mercy on you. Now tell me information about the last floor up there,"
she said.

The man thanked Madame Adele for her generosity and kissed her feet for two
minutes, when she stopped him. "From now on you would never do anything
unless ordered to. Don't you ever dare kiss my feet or do anything that you
think would please me without commands on my part. Do you understand?"
Madame Adele addressed him.

"Yes, Madame. I'm sorry. I am all yours to give me instructions. Well, the
last floor has only one guard. He is a huge three-meter Chinese monster
with muscles like steel. He doesn't talk. He is a live killing machine, and
I am sure it was this man who killed your sister's husband. But you must be
cautious. This man is dangerous and you would discover that no punches or
kicks have much effect on his grotesque body. He stands at the door of a
room where a young frail secretary is sitting at a desk. That room leads to
another one where Robert the Shredder is there. It is a big room with
everything a man needs. He seldom gets out of it," the man said.

"OK, Frank. I don't need you for the moment. Go inside this room and wait
for me there till you receive further orders," she commanded the man, who
went as told.

Madame Adele rode Josh, who was still bending his body for her. "Madame, I
want to tell you that I know the secretary, but I don't know how we should
use this. You just say it and I'll do it," Josh told Madame Adele.

"After I'll do this yeti, I'll see how to make good use of this
acquaintance. I am now planning to capture this giant for my personal use.
I like this size. I'll then capture your shitty cousin for everlasting
torture, but I don't need the secretary. He's a dead man," Madame Adele
said as she mounted Josh and signaled him to move. We climbed one staircase
and she instructed us to stay where we are. She got off Josh's back and
climbed the final staircase by herself.

She found the Gulliver-like monster sitting at a steel chair at a door. He
growled like a dog as soon as he saw her and stood and walked slowly in her
direction. He moved awkwardly. His steps were heavy. He was more like an
animal than a human being.

Madame Adele smiled cynically at him. He began to attack with a strong
punch from his hand. Madame Adele easily ducked it and then kicked him with
her heel strongly in his back. He seemed really unaffected by the kick,
which could have finished me off if I was in his place, but thank God I was
not.

He turned around and rushed towards her again with a growl. She lied on her
back quickly on the ground and took his tummy on her two soles and pushed
him backward and sent him flying in the air to land on his back forcefully.
The man finally gave an "aaah". She stood up and waited for his next move,
but he did not stand up so she thought she could take advantage of this.
She ran towards his lying body and flew in the air with open legs and
landed on his face powerfully with her buttocks while he was just raising
his head to stand up.

The man's head hit the floor strongly from the back. She stood up quickly
and stepped back. He looked a bit dizzy. It was clear to me that Madame
Adele was concentrating on his head to cause him to lose balance and then
she would have an easier job to do.

He rose to his feet and started moving toward her. She ran in his direction
and flew high with open legs and got his face under her broad buttocks with
her legs dangling behind his back and started pushing him down. The man
could not keep up with the weight and he lost balance and fell backward on
the ground. Madame Adele was still mounting his face and his head hit the
ground again from the back with Madame Adele sitting on his face.

As soon as his head hit the ground under her buttocks, she stood up in her
place and jumped with her ass again flying and landing powerfully back on
his face. She did not waste much time. She rose to her feet and did it
again but this time jumped in the air with both heels landing on his face.
She stepped back again to see the effects of her assault.

The man could not move. He gave high-pitched cries of pain, and a smiling
Madame Adele was so happy about the results. She ran and jumped again
aiming her ass to land once more on his crushed face. He was helpless.

I was really flabbergasted by her assaults on the largest creature I have
ever seen in my life.

She stood both feet on the man's face and marched so violently that I
thought his facial skin must be tearing apart. He caught her left leg with
both hands but her right was free. She rose it in the air exactly above his
face, pointed her toenails and dipped her big toenail speedily into the
man's left eye. She rose her right leg again and used her hand to pluck the
man's eyeball from her big toenail and threw it off.

The man of course released her left leg and screamed in agony. She walked
back. The man was crying in pain and holding his bleeding hollow after his
eye was gone. Madame Adele gave him her back and marched towards the
eyeball on the ground and crushed it between her big and second toes of her
left leg.

The man stood but fell facedown on the ground as he was too dizzy to keep
his balance. Madame Adele wasted no time. She mounted his back with her
right foot on his head from the back pinning his face in place and ordered
me to go to Frank and get ropes. I hurried to Frank, who showed a great
deal of cooperation. I returned with the ropes and handed them to Madame
Adele. She tied the monster's two hands from the back and then moved to his
legs and tied them so tight.

She then signaled us to climb up the staircase. Josh was told to enter to
the secretary and ask him to meet Robert and tell the latter that he killed
me and brought my body here. "I just want him out of the room. After you
enter Robert's room I will enter  behind you to the secretary's room and
finish him off. Is it clear?" she asked, signaling Josh to move.

We waited for five minutes and then Madame Adele entered the secretary's
room, telling me beforehand to watch if that animal made a move I'll go
there and tell her. The man lied still in front of me. Blood was all over
his face. She plucked away his eyeball in a second as if she was using a
fork to pick a piece of hamburger. May be she thought she would need him
with just one eye. The door opened and Madame Adele came out holding the
slim bespectacled secretary from his hair and marching him in front of her.

She pushed him on the ground. He fell facedown. She moved towards him and
tied his hands behind his back and then stirred him with her right foot to
let him face her. She took off her shorts, kicked him in his stomach to
make him open his mouth so she could stuff her shorts in there. She did all
this in a minute. She then placed her toes on the secretary's face and
closed his nostrils between two toes. The man could not stand it. His face
turned red, pale and he just died, a scene I had witnessed before.