Genie - Modern Amazon 9
By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com



I woke to the smell of eggs, bacon and coffee. 'It can't get much better than
this,' I thought. I found Max was in the kitchen, wearing a green silk kimono
tied at the waist. She was fixing breakfast. 'Coffee?' she asked. 'You bet,' I
said, and she poured a mug for me. I stood behind her and slipped my hand
inside her robe, playfully touching her breasts, while my other hand held her
close.

She finished frying the eggs and bacon, plated them and turned and handed it
to me. 'Better eat up before it gets cold,' she said. I smiled and taking the
plate, sat it on the counter next to my coffee. I gave Max a long luscious
kiss. Her silk kimono against my skin felt wonderful.

As I finished breakfast, Max called the hotel where Dennis and I had booked
rooms. A woman answered Dennis' phone. It was a friend of Max's. Apparently
Dennis had gotten "lucky" when we left him at the club last night and Amy had
spent the night. Dennis was in the shower, but Amy said she would tell him we
were on the way to pick him up.

We dressed, me wearing the suede skirt and silk blouse from the night before
and Max in a pair of faux leather pants that accentuated her legs and a jersey
top with a short matching leather jacket. She looked hot.

Dennis was waiting for us when we arrived. He got in Max's Acura and we drove
to Freddy's lab. Dennis was unusually quiet and I couldn't resist saying
something. 'So, Dennis, you had a good time last night?' I asked. 'Yes, Amy is
a wonderful girl, mistress,' he said. 'Is that so, hmmm,' I said, 'I'll have
to meet her; you know, see what kind of a lover she is.' Dennis didn't say
anything. I knew he wouldn't want to share his lovers with me.

Freddy's lab was in a not-so-desirable section of the harbor district, but
that was no surprise, what was a surprise was the guy that answered the door.
Freddy looked to be in his late 60's, not what you would expect a drug
"cooker" to look like. Maybe that's what kept him off the "radar" so long.

'Freddy,' I said, 'Wanda gave me your name and address.' 'How is Wanda,'
Freddy asked. 'As well as can be expected,' I said, 'given that we're in
prison.' He looked from Max to Dennis then back to me. 'Why don't you come in,
your friends can wait out here on the loading dock,' he said. I looked at them
and shrugged. Max and Dennis took a seat in a couple of chairs on the dock,
and I followed Freddy into the warehouse.

'Now, how can I help you,' Freddy asked not beating around the bush. 'I came
to see if you could tell me what this is and what it does,' I said holding up
a baggie containing the pill vial I took from the motel room. The pills once
belonged to the man I beat to death. Freddy took it and turned it over in his
hands. 'Was someone taking these,' he asked, 'and if so, what symptoms did
they exhibit?' I filled him in on the whole story, except the part where I
killed the man.

'So you want me to replicate the chemical components of this drug and assure
its safety,' he asked. I smiled, 'what I want is for you to make it safe for
me to take,' I said, 'so that I might be the biggest strongest bad-ass that
there is.' 'Well, why didn't you say so,' Freddy said, and then it was his
turn to smile. 'Come back tomorrow, same time, and I'll have some answers for
you, but this will cost you' he said. 'Cost me, cost me how,' I asked. 'Let's
just say I need someone taken care of. Do you think you can do that for me,'
he asked. I chuckled, 'If you make me some of these pills and can assure me
that they're safe, I'll take care of your problem for you, I promise.' 'Good,
good,' he said, and wrote something on a scrap of paper. 'Here's the name and
address of the person I want taken care of. Bring me proof that you handled it
tomorrow and we're square,' he said.

I got up to leave, but Freddy stopped me. 'If you don't mind me saying so,' he
said, 'you're already an awesome woman. I don't think you need any chemical
enhancement.' 'Thank you, Freddy,' I said, 'but there's always room for
improvement. These babies are only 18-inches' I said, flexing my bicep, 'and I
want them bigger.' I snaked my tongue out and touched the tip to my bicep,
then looked at Freddy and smiled. He smiled back and I turned and left.

Back in the car, I said, 'Freddy said to come back tomorrow, same time, and
he'd have what I need.' 'That's great,' Dennis said, 'then we can head back
tomorrow night.' 'I do have one little thing to take care of, so I'll need the
car, Dennis,' I said, 'but I won't be long.'

Max dropped Dennis and I at the hotel and drove off. She said she would be by
in the morning to pick us up. I needed to shower and change, then fulfill my
promise to Freddy.

I dressed in faux leather leggings, a loose fitting blouse and a belt. I wore
my favorite heels, looking every bit the girl heading for a nightclub. I
knocked on Dennis' door to get the car key. As soon as he opened the door, his
mouth dropped. 'You look amazing, mistress,' he said handing me the key.
'Thank you, Dennis,' I said, running a finger under his chin, 'perhaps tonight
I'll let you fuck me. I'll be back in a while.' 'Yes, mistress,' he said and I
left.

I drove to the address Freddy had given me. It was a seedy one-story house on
a street filled with the same. The paint was peeling, the yard needed
attention but the most noticeable feature was the old car up on blocks in the
driveway. I pulled in behind it.

I knocked on the door and stood there waiting, then I noticed the dingy
curtain pulled aside from the window by the front door. 'Ray?' I called out,
'I need to talk to you, Ray.' The door opened; one eye and a safety chain
visible. 'Ray, Wanda said I should come by if I needed some product,' I said.
'Wanda?' he said, 'she's in the slammer over ... ' and that's as far as he got
as I broke through the door, sending the man to the floor on his butt.

The living room was as dingy and seedy as the outside of the house. The
furniture was threadbare, the curtains dirty and torn and the carpet well
worn. I moved through the living room and dining room and looked in the
kitchen, or what use to be a kitchen. The room had been transformed into a
modern, well lit laboratory. A thin, woman with unwashed hair was bent over
one of the work benches, beakers and containers in front of her.

I walked up behind her before she realized I was there. I grabbed her from
behind by the neck. 'What the hell,' she said as I turned her to face me, 'who
the fuck are you?' 'That's just what I was going to ask you,' I said. 'I'm
Ray,' she said, 'Raylene.' 'So who's the guy in the other room?' I asked.
'That's Jimmy, my partner,' Ray said.

Freddy hadn't told me that Ray was a girl, but that didn't matter nor did it
matter that there were two of them. Still with my hand around Ray's neck, I
marched her back into the living room. Jimmy was just getting off the floor.
'Sit in the chair, Jimmy,' I said, pointing to an armchair. I released Ray,
tossing her onto the couch. I snatched a lamp from one of the end tables and
ripping the cord from its base, tied Jimmy to the chair.

'Why are you doing this,' Ray asked, 'we don't have any money, but you can
have some of our meth if you want.' I picked the phone off a hutch in the
dining room and tore its cord out and used it to bind Ray, her hands behind
her back. 'Please, look, what are you doing,' she pleaded, 'just take what you
want and go.' That's when I slapped her. 'Shut up, Ray,' I said. Stunned, the
woman glared at me, but at least she was quiet.

Now with both Ray and Jimmy incapacitated, I could take my time. This is the
part I loved. I watched their faces; Ray, glaring with a hate, Jimmy still
trying to figure out what was going on. I decided to take care of Jimmy first.

I removed my belt, then, slowly unbuttoned my blouse. Ray looked away, but
Jimmy sat transfixed by my awesome display of muscle. 'What do you think,
Jimmy, do you like what you see?' I stood in front of Jimmy and flexed my
biceps. 'Yea,' he said. I took his chin between my thumb and forefinger.
'Listen, Jimmy, we haven't much time, but when you refer to me, you will call
me mistress, do you understand? That goes for you too, Ray,' I said. 'Yes,
mistress,' Jimmy said, and I turned and looked at Ray who didn't say anything.
'I'm going to love to break this one', I thought.

I grabbed Ray by the shirt front and tore her blouse away revealing bony ribs
and a flat chest. 'I asked you a question,' I said, 'when you address me, you
will call me mistress, do you understand?' She still said nothing. I took a
nipple between my thumb and forefinger and squeezed until she yelled. I let go
and she immediately said, 'yes mistress.' 'Good,' I said, and returned my
attention to Jimmy.

'Now where was I,' I said, 'oh, yeah, I was going to show you something,' and
put one leg in front of the other, flexing my quads. Beneath the fabric, you
could see the muscles as they bulged. I rubbed the material teasing my
muscles. I shifted my weight and flexed the quads of my other leg. With my
thumbs tucked into the waistband of my leggings, I peeled them down my legs.
Jimmy's breath caught as he saw my bare pussy, and then striated quads. 'I
knew you'd like them,' I said, 'I can crush a man's skull with just my thighs,
Jimmy.'

'Oh, please, put some clothes on,' Ray said. Standing once more in front of
her, I said, 'what's the matter, Ray, am I too much woman for you? Before I'm
done you're going to be begging me to eat my pussy.' I tore her pants away.
Now, sitting bound in the chair wearing only a pair of panties, she was
beginning to feel humiliated.

'Watch this Ray,' I said, and hit Jimmy in the jaw with a powerful right
cross, sending teeth and a spray of blood onto Ray. With broken jaw, Jimmy
tried to speak, but it came out only as a garble. I hit him with a left in the
ribs, a short jab, and broke several. Jimmy's breathing was labored and he was
bleeding profusely from his mouth. I delivered a right to the left of his eye
socket and within seconds the eye swelled closed, most certainly his eye
socket broken.

I walked behind Jimmy and with my right hand, closed it around his neck and
lifted him in the air, the chair coming off the floor with him. I held him
straight out in front of me. 'Do you want me to make this quick,' I asked of
Ray. 'Why are you doing this,' she asked.

Jimmy was thrashing around, but I held his neck firm and in place. 'He's in a
lot of pain, Ray, do you want me to make this quick,' I asked again. 'Yes,
yes, please,' she said. 'Please, please, who,' I mocked. 'Mistress,' she
yelled. 'Very good, Ray. You did learn,' I said and with one squeeze, I
snapped Jimmy's neck. I tossed Jimmy and the chair against the wall and now
focused on Ray.

I walked to the fireplace and retrieving the poker; a metal rod about 3-feet
in length, with a turned brass handle on one end and a hook on the other. I
turned and tapped it against the palm of my hand. Ray's eyes widened. 'I'm
horny, Ray, how about you?' I said, and touched her panty covered clit with
the hook of the poker.

Grasping the poker with both hands, I bent it in half and tossed it aside. Ray
looked relieved. I moved closer now, straddling the chair Ray was tethered to,
my clit inches from her mouth. I could feel her breath on my mons. 'Take me,
Ray, make love to your goddess,' I said, and grasping the back of her head
with both hands, guided her to my waiting pussy.

I moved my clit back and forth across her face, eventually covering her nose
and mouth. She gasped for air. 'Don't fight it, Ray,' I said, and she flicked
my clit with her tongue. 'Good girl,' I said, and she continued. I rode her
face and as I neared climax, I flexed and tightened my thighs, crushing her
jaw while I came. My juices filled her mouth and I could hear her choking
while I held her firm. Relaxing my muscles, she fell backward still tied to
the chair.

I nudged her body with the toe of my shoe. Getting no response, I untied her
from the chair and carried her over my shoulder to the back of the house where
I found a bedroom, the bed still unmade. 'Slobs,' I thought. I tossed her onto
the bed on her back. Next I got Jimmy and placed him on top of her, face down.
At a casual glance it would appear as though they were two lovers caught in
the act of having sex.

I went into the kitchen and swept the counter tops and work benches free of
glassware and equipment. Beakers, Petri dishes and assorted containers all hit
the floor and shattered. Next, I looked for their drugs and what I did find, I
flushed down the sink.

I remembered that Freddy had said he wanted proof that Ray had been taken care
of. I found a large carving knife in one of the kitchen drawers and was
heading back to the bedroom thinking I'd cut Ray's head off and take it to
Freddy. 'That had to be proof enough for him', I thought, and then the back
door slammed into the wall.

I turned quickly to see who had kicked in the door and there stood Jimmy, or I
thought it was Jimmy, an automatic in his hand. 'Boom', 'boom', the gun
erupted. It sounded like a canon in the kitchen. I didn't initially feel the
impact of the hits, but I managed to make it to the man and was about ready to
grab him by the throat again, when the another shot caught me, this one in the
left chest. 'Who, who,' I said, and he looked at me and said, 'I'm Johnny,
Jimmy's twin brother, bitch,' and then shot me again.

For some strange reason, I felt no pain. I remember my knees buckling and
going down on all fours. It was suddenly cold and I thought I needed to put on
a jacket.

Johnny looked down at me and said, 'Just so you know, Freddy called me and
told me you were on your way here to kill Ray. I tried calling but the call
went right to voicemail. I'm glad I got here when I did though.'

The man was getting blurry. Now I was freezing and tried to ask him for a
blanket or something, but the words just wouldn't come out of my mouth. What
did escape my mouth was blood. The last thing I remembered seeing was a large
pool of blood as I lay on dirty kitchen floor.

The End