VICIOUS VERONICA AND MADAME HEATHER THE BLACK AVENGERS by Hamlet VICIOUS VERONICA'S NEXT MISSION Vicious Veronica the Black Scorpion sat back once more in her chair in her new offices in Nottingham so pleased with herself and the success of her first Mission in totally beating and defeating a con man and criminal Frank, who was probably dead by now. The offices were small and grimy but it was a start, and she was sure she would soon make plenty of money and move to smart new premises. She was dressed to kill in a skin-tight leather catsuit, her favourite outfit, leather gloves and new thigh length boots that looked even more vicious than ever with 7-inch razor sharp heels and steel pointed toes. She had come to the conclusion that there were many people out there who had problems in one way or the other. She had what she believed was a God given Mission in life to show pity and compassion to the victims of crime, but no mercy whatsoever to those who preyed on the innocent and lived by crime. She was a committed Christian and sang in the choir in the local Catholic Church, being a committed member of the Catholic Charismatic Renewal in England. Although she was very loving and compassionate, she believed firmly in the words of Christ . 'Do not suppose that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I did not come to bring peace, but a sword' Matthew 10:34. Her new organisation she had founded called the The Black Avengers specialised in problems such as helping the victims of domestic violence and those who suffered from crime in any way, and would love to get even if only they knew how to go about it. She was offering them a way to seek vengeance through the The Black Avengers with her tough Colleague Madame Heather, a big formidable Black Domme who specialised in financial domination and worked as a Bank Manager at the NW Bank. Both of them worked as independent contractors on a case-by-case basis. They listened to the alleged wrongdoing, decided if punishment was justified, and then administered it brutally. By their definition punishment was purely physical, usually involving extreme violence; the two Black Avengers lived to inflict pain, were complete sadists and were experts in inflicting pain and what they did. Most of these bastards deserved a good beating, and that is what they would get! The severity would be determined by a couple of factors. First, what was the offence and second, how much would the offended person was prepared pay. After all, this was a business, not just a charity! Veronica had composed an advertisement in the local paper the Nottingham Gazette. THE BLACK AVENGERS VICTIM OF ABUSE? SUFFERING FROM DEPRESSION? PROBLEMS WITH MONEY? PROBLEMS WITH NOISY NEIGBOURS? PROBLEMS WITH ALCOHOLISM? We are all experienced Dominatrices, fist fighters and invincible martial artists and are quite prepared to deal with your abuser as viciously as you like! We believe in vengeance so do not expect us to show mercy on criminals! We also offer Therapy for those who have been mistreated. I Vicious Veronica am an expert Therapist with full qualifications in Counselling and Corrective Therapy and can offer counselling and help to those afflicted by crime or mistreatment from domestic violence or those suffering from depression. Madame Heather is a qualified Bank Manager and, for a small fee, can offer professional assistance to those with money and debt problems, or who are in arrears with their mortgage or rent. We are both invincible fighters and can easily deal with bullies. wife and child abusers and harassers, . We can solve any problem you have and may even punish you if you have a problem that you do not tell us about, so be warned! We are available 24/7 so please call us now! WE JUST LOVE VENGANCE! She looked at her messages on the Ansaphone. There was an urgent message from Olivia the Social Worker. It went as follows; 'Veronica it's me Olivia the Social Worker - you remember me; I referred the case of James Vallance to you. 'I'm afraid I have a problem again that's even worse than Frank. I have Karen here and she's in a terrible state. She's just been beaten up again by her husband Terry. The man is totally evil. He comes home almost every night drunk and then proceeds to beat her up. Calling the Police does no good at all - they just warn him and go away. In fact, I believe one Police officer is friendly with him and that's why they do nothing. We keep sending her to Battered Women's' hostel but he just comes around and drags her back home. What's worse is we know he sexually abuses the children! 'Please just do what you want with him - just do something. You are our only hope Veronica. I beg you do something like you did something with Terry, for God's sake! 'Could you do something about it now before it's too late! He lives at 22 Lee Road in Nottingham. You are welcome to go around there and do what you like. Please just do something before she is killed and the children are abused even more!' When she heard this message, she was furious. A wife beater and a paedophile! And the Police had done absolutely nothing about it! She was determined to rid the world of Evil even if it meant death. She had everything planned. She would sleep the next day for about 4 hours only to refresh herself. She would then get dressed to look as terrifying as possible completely in black leather. She would go around to the house at about 6 am. She would not bother to knock. She would break in to achieve total surprise and fear. She would confront that bastard personally and terrify him by her presence. She would then beat him senseless and throw him physically out of the house. He would never see his wife and children ever again in his life. He would end up like Frank a cripple in hospital and would probably be dead! She decided to go home and take a shower and then a short sleep to prepare herself for some serious beating ahead. After her shower she tried to sleep but found it almost impossible. She had to take a sleeping tablet and even that didn't work. She just felt this overwhelming need to get that bastard now. For all she knew he could be abusing his children this minute -- she just had to stop him! Eventually she managed to get to sleep for a short time. She then had this amazing dream. She was in a room and there was a blazing almost blinding light before Her. She stood there transfixed totally. A voice suddenly called out to her. ' 'Veronica, you have been chosen by God to fight and to destroy all evil. You are naturally superior, both physically and mentally, and you have been given powers to dominate and control. You must destroy all evil and establish the Queen Dom of Righteousness now! This is God's Will. You are the Instrument of Righteousness!' She awoke in a cold sweat. Could this be some kind of vision from God? She did not know. She leapt out of bed almost immediately. She believed that she had a duty to destroy all evil wherever and she had to act immediately. She showered again and perfumed her whole body. She then put on the tightest black leather catsuit she possessed. She looked through her enormous boot collection and selected the boots with the highest heel and the sharpest steel toes. With the boots on she was over 7 feet tall. she covered Her face in makeup and mascara. She looked in the mirror and was the most formidable sight imaginable. It was now 6AM. She was ready for action. She would drive to that bastard's house, break in and beat him to a pulp! She dressed finally in long tight black leather gloves that were part of her huge leather collection. She then drove at full speed to his house. It was 6:10AM and there was not a person in sight. It was pitch dark and her black leather and black skin merged with the darkness. She had to move quickly as it would soon be light. She got out of the car and walked round the back of the house looking for somewhere to break in. With her athletic prowess, she knew that she could break in anywhere -- no home was safe from her. She checked carefully and could see a bathroom window half open. She leapt up and with pushed the window in. It easily came open. With one movement of her powerful body she was inside the house! She was in the bathroom and she moved into the kitchen. There was complete darkness and stillness everywhere. As she walked towards the living room, She could suddenly hear the sound of snoring. Yes, it was that bastard Terry! TO BE CONTINUED Any comments to norselandic@hotmail.com