Amethyst Episode One part 2

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Authors Note: Chapter One Part 2a written by Suikpointoh.

Amethyst groaned slightly as she opened her eyes. Her vision was slightly blurry and the room seemed to be spinning. She was lying on her back and attempted to sit up before a wave of nausea pushed her back down again.

She took a quick inventory of herself. She was still fully clothed although she could feel her holster and weapon were no longer fixed to her belt and a quick wiggle of her right ankle showed her stiletto had been removed from her boot. While she was unconscious she had been searched effectively and no doubt thoroughly.

"Where the hell am I?" she muttered to herself. She remembered stepping outside of Bobbi's front door and then that kid saying he needed her help. Then someone had plunged a hypodermic needle in her neck and she had been left there with the kid only as consciousness left her she had looked up into his face and he had looked older than she had first thought, a triumphant leer on his face.

Amethyst moved her head left and right and saw she was in a darkened room lying a king size bed with white bedclothes.

A soft voice purred from across the room. "Ah, sleeping beauty awakens."

There was movement in the shadows and Amethyst saw a slight, slender figure come into view. It was the kid who had solicited her aid earlier. Only she saw now he wasn't a kid. He was a baby faced man of short stature and he had changed from his cargo pants and T-shirt into a black single breasted suit with an open white shirt underneath.

Amethyst's first thought was for Bobbi. Had they taken them both at the same time? "I'm warning you, if you have touched my sister in any way I will kill you." She said in a flat tone.

The man waved her away. "As far as I am aware your sister is still at home. Actually we were after you this time. You are quite a prize Katirina, or should I call you Amethyst?"

Amethyst sat up on the bed. "Who's we?"

"All in good time," the man said, a slow smile on his face. "We have such elegant plans for you. May I say taking possession of the Remington sisters was an added bonus. Gorgeous blondes like that fetch a high price with some of our customers."

Amethyst's blood ran cold at the thought of Cindi and Sadi in the hands of this organisation. A steely resolve formed in her mind and she smiled at her captor. "You're a slave trader." Amethyst said, smiling. "Well that's good. People like you I am happy to kill for free."

The man clapped. "Bravo! Your spirit is one of the many things we admire about you." He looked her up and down with a suggestive leer, "and there is much to admire about you. By the way, I took the liberty of removing your shades and you really do have the most beautiful pale blue eyes. They are quite bewitching."

Amethyst surreptitiously tested her muscles. Her vision was clearing and the fog in her mind was lifting but she wasn't yet ready for action. She knew though she could take his guy apart with one hand tied behind her back and if he had hurt Cindi and Sadi then he would pay dearly. She needed time to get her strength back though.

"Well you seem to know all about me. Why don't you tell me something yourself?" She said.

He smiled that infuriating smile again and ran his fingertips through his short brown hair. "You may call me, Enigma."

"Ooh, is that supposed to make you sound dark and mysterious!" Amethyst shot back. She flexed her muscles under her jacket and rolled her neck from side to side. She was almost ready.

Enigma shrugged. "The name carries a certain amount of weight in some quarters." He pulled a cigarette case from inside his jacket. "Mind if I smoke?"

"Hey, you wanna poison your own lungs, that's fine by me." Amethyst replied. She planted the soles of her boots on the floor. One long stride and she would be on him. She played it out in her mind. An arc-hand strike to catch him in throat, then sweep his legs out from underneath him. It would be over in a couple of seconds.

Enigma lit up a long cigarette with a zippo lighter and inhaled deeply.

"So you plan to sell me as well I suppose?" Amethyst asked, playing for time.

"Oh no," Enigma said, shaking his head. "On the contrary, someone with your skills and attributes is far too valuable. I have other plans for you. Your skills will be mine to command. Your body and soul shall belong to me."

"Like hell, Amethyst growled.

She launched herself off the bed, her right hand reaching out for Enigma's throat. He took a half step back and exhaled a stream of cloyingly sweet smoke into Amethyst's face.

Her hand landed on his throat but with a fraction of the force she intended.

"Unnh…" She groaned and felt her knees weaken slightly. Was it the drug she had been injected with? No, it was that weird cigarette smoke.

Summoning every ounce of her strength, Amethyst balled her left hand into a fist. She was not going down without a fight.

Enigma caught her by the chin and exhaled another puff of smoke into her face.

Amethyst tottered and staggered. What the hell was in those cigarettes and how come this little freak wasn't affected?

She tried to formulate a plan but she couldn't seem to form a coherent thought. The room started spinning again and she felt curiously light headed.

She sat back on the bed feeling utterly discombobulated. She was robbed of her strength and she realised now that Enigma had played her like a violin. He had wanted her close so he could drug her with his narcotic cigarette smoke.

His face loomed large in her vision, his eyes seemed to bore into her. "Listen to me Amethyst. You are now mine to command. I am your master, do you understand."

Amethyst gripped at the bedclothes with her fingers. She couldn't give into this man. "No….never…" She said with some strain.

Enigma smiled and pushed her shoulders so she fell onto her back. He straddled her hips and she felt his weight settle over her.

He breathed another concentrated stream of that fiendish smoke in her face and she felt her thoughts scramble even further.

"I am your master." He said.

Amethyst couldn't even summon the will to argue. She screwed her eyes shut and shook her head.

Enigma slid a hand under her neck and ran his fingers through her thick dark hair. He gently tilted her head up and prised her jaw open slightly with his other hand. He blew smoke into her nose and mouth and whispered, "I am your master."

Amethyst's face contorted with effort for a few seconds and then relaxed into a serene mask. She looked up at Enigma with her beautiful translucent blue eyes. "You are my master."

Enigma nearly howled with delight at the thought that this beautiful and powerful woman was under his control.

"Your master is pleased." He said in a thick voice.

He bent down and kissed Amethyst deeply on the mouth.

"My master is pleased." Amethyst echoed when he broke the kiss.

Enigma stood up and unbuttoned his jacket. "And you are going to learn that if you please me, I can be a very good master indeed."

****

Bobbi knew something was wrong. Kat and her cowgirl friends, the Remington sisters had rescued her from Bendiss' hideout but now all three of them had disappeared. This was no coincidence.

She had stumbled from her room to see a black and white pulling away from outside her house and her sisterly instinct told her that her big sister was in there.

The young Marhsal still felt a little giddy from her experience at the hands of Bendiss but her sister was in trouble now and she was not going to let her down. She pulled on a pair of jeans, sneakers and a dark hooded college sweatshirt. She snatched up the keys to Kat's Mustang and took off.

She pulled out her cellphone and punched in a number, the phone at the other end rang twice and a voice answered.

"This is Breckman."

"Joe, this is Bobbi. I need your help."

Joe Breckman, Bobbi's supervisor sat up in his office. "Bobbi, you're OK! Where are you?"

"Doesn't matter, Kat's been taken and I am going after her. Listen, I got the tags on a black and white but I am guessing the Crown Vic was just made up to look like a cop car. Can you run them for me."

"Sure," Breckman replied. He checked the license plates and gave Bobbi the address of a private estate out of town that was owned by a holding company."

"Look Bobbi, you've had quite an ordeal yourself, wait for back-up, I will come myself."

"Thanks Joe, I know you and my sister go way back so you know she has some big enemies. I might have to go off the meter here and you might not want to get involved."

"Forget it, kiddo." Breckman replied. "I'll get you some back up as soon as I can. I'm coming myself so hang tight. We will rescue Kat, I promise you."

Bobbi thanked him and ended the call. She put the destination into the Mustang's satnav and drove like a woman possessed.

****

The man who had been disguised as a cop was called Russo and he was a regular in Enigma's crew that specialised in acquiring pretty young women for auction. He enjoyed his work and it was not without its perks. One them was lolling bonelessly in his arms right now. A blonde Texan firecracker called Cindi Remington. She had the body of a Playboy Centrefold poured into tight jeans and a white buttonfront shirt. She also wore a leather jacket and snakeskin cowboy boots. Both Cindi and her twin sister Sadi had fallen into the group's hands as part of the Amethyst contract.

Russo knew that Amethyst was being kept in another part of the mansion and he and his colleagues Cole and the chemical superfreak, Bendiss were supposed to prepare these two blondes for the auction videos. How much would some of their clients pay for sexy blonde twins with law enforcement connections? He could guess that fat Sheikh or maybe the Albanian gang boss or perhaps that North Korean general would be hungrily bidding against each other.

Cindi mewled softly and her eyes moved back and forth under gossamer lids.

"Having some sweet dreams there, sweetheart?" Russo chuckled. "Don't you worry, old Russo's gonna take real good care of you."

Russo carried her inside and laid her out gently on a table. Her legs dangled off the end. He looked her over, there was just something about a sleeping woman he found very sexy. He had enjoyed watching her pass out as he gassed her in the back of the police car. She had put up a pretty good fight but that gas never failed him.

He took off his equipment belt and slung it over the back of a chair. Then he stripped off his uniform shirt. Now he was just clad in a white T-shirt and black pants. He looked down at the sleeping blonde and smiled.

This was the part of the job he enjoyed the most.

At that moment his buddy Cole stuck his head around the door. "Heheh, getting to know the cowgirl eh?"

Russo was mildly annoyed at being interrupted. "Yeah, yeah, I know what to do."

"Good, cos me and Bendiss are just about to shoot some stuff with the other one. Y'know, show the buyers what they could be getting their hands on."

"Don't worry, pal. I've got this covered. Just get her stripped down to her bra and panties like normal."

"Ten bucks says she's wearing a thong under those Wranglers." Cole said, grinning salaciously at the unconscious blonde.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Now get outta here and let me get 'er ready." Russo muttered, impatient to get started.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," Cole chuckled, shutting the door on his way out.

Russo shook his head, sometimes that guy's timing really sucked. He looked back down at the slumbering Cindi. "Sorry about that babe, now where were we?"

The goon rubbed his hands together and then slowly undid the snap fastenings of Cindi's tight shirt all the way down to her belt buckle. His breathing grew heavy as he got a peek at the swells of her breasts in a shiny white bra and her flat, toned tummy.

He tugged her shirt free from her jeans and then sat her up so he could remove her shirt and jacket at the same time. She slouched against him as he did so and he inhaled the scent of her hair and neck.

He lowered her back to the table. She muttered something incomprehensible, still off in dreamland. He raised one eyelid and then the other but she just looked back at him without seeing. He played with her limp arms, letting them rise and fall.

He suddenly noticed that Cindi's bra had a front clasp and a fiendish thought formed in his mind. After all, this was one of the perks of the job. He reached forward and undid the clasp. His eyes nearly popped out as the blonde's full, firm breasts jiggled free.

"Oh baby, you could raise the dead!" Russo groaned with longing.

His mouth was dry as he ran his fingers over the young woman's delicious chest, gently squeezing and rubbing her. He stroked her flat tummy and sides as well. He even wiggled his fingertip in her cute bellybutton, enjoying the feel of her well-formed body under his large hands

After several pleasurable minutes, he reached down to her waist. She wore an elaborate hand tooled brown leather belt with an oval buckle bearing the image of an eagle's head.

"Proper little cowgirl, aintcha?" He muttered.

He undid her belt buckle and unzipped her jeans, easing them off her shapely hips.

"Well whaddya know?" Russo muttered, grinning to himself at Cindi's choice of underwear. "Looks like Cole woulda won that bet after all."

****

Bobbi pulled up outside the estate and made her way in on foot. It was in huge grounds and there was a lake with a summer house nearby. Her heartbeat kicked up when she saw a police car parked outside and she could make out that some of the rooms inside had lights on. She jogged quietly up to the house in a low crouch, her sneakered feet making little noise as she ran. She flattened herself against the wall by the back door and tried the handle. The door was unlocked.

"Hang on, Kat, it's time little sister helped you out for a change."

The young Marshal crept through the house as stealthily as possible. Her pistol was clipped to her belt but she knew she would have to play things quiet so she had her telescopic baton in her hand. She knew it was risky but she was more than capable of defending herself with her baton and her hands and feet. No-one was going to take advantage of her like that creep Bendiss again.

The house was in darkness and the young marshal's heart was pounding at the thought she could be discovered. But then Kat and the Remingtons had come to her aid and she was determined to do everything she could to repay them.

She caught a shaft of light through one of the doors which was open a crack and she moved quietly down the corridor to investigate. She peeked into the room and her blood boiled at what she saw.

Cindi Remington was lying unconscious on a table. She was naked from the waist up and her jeans were open. There was a burly man in the room who was running his hands over the unconscious woman's body.

Bobbi raised her baton, took a deep breath and kicked the door open.

"Get away from her you bastard!" She yelled raising her baton.

Russo looked up in surprise to see a pretty brunette with a furious look on her face advancing on him. He lunged for his equipment belt on the chair, reaching for a weapon.

Bobbi leapt at him and cracked him on the arm with her baton and he cried out in pain.

Russo was furious. Who did this little bitch think she was? He lashed out with a vicious backhand, which caught Bobbi on the jaw, rocking her.

"Think you're pretty tough do ya?" He growled. "Time for you to go sleepy-bye and then we can get to know each other properly." He laughed menacingly.

Cindi blinked hard and groaned. Through a chemical haze she started to awaken. She realised she was partially undressed and then she heard a scuffle. She looked up to see Kat's little sister fighting with the cop who had gassed her earlier.

Bobbi had dropped her baton when Russo struck her but she was putting up a spirited battle. The thug was bigger and stronger than her but she was quicker. She ducked under a wild right and sent a vicious double hook into his ribs.

Russo grunted and sent a wild kick in her direction. Bobbi blocked it with her forearms but staggered backwards.

Ignoring the buzzing in her head, Cindi brought her knees back to her chest and when Russo came into range she shot both of her feet into his upper back like pistons.

Russo fell forward and Cindi was on her feet. "Get 'im Bobbi!" She shouted.

Bobbi rallied realising that Cindi has joined the fight. She snatched up her baton and hit Russo as hard as she could on the thigh. He shrieked in pain and dropped to his knees.

"Where's my sister? Where's Sadi Remington?" Bobbi glowered, jamming her baton under the thug's jaw.

"Go screw yourself." Russo grunted.

Cindi kicked him in the thigh where Bobbi had just hit him and he cried out again.

"OK, OK, the blonde's down the hall. I dunno where the boss man took the tall brunette."

Cindi had fastened her bra and was pulling her shirt on. "How many people are with my sister?" She demanded.

"Just two, Cole and Bendiss." Russo said through gritted teeth.

"Bendiss, I've got unfinished business with that creep." Bobbi said.

"On your feet, asshole." Cindi said to Russo.

The thug got gingerly to his feet. "I told you what you wanna know. How bout we make a deal."

"Sure, here's one," Cindi said. She stepped forward and grabbed Russo by the shirt, then she rocketed her knee up into his groin. He gasped in pain and sagged in her grasp. "You lie down, shut up and wait for the cops."

His eyes were bulging and he was wheezing, reaching down to cover his injured groin. Cindi followed up with a whipping elbow strike to the jaw that knocked the thug out. He collapsed unconscious in an ungainly heap.

She looked down at him with contempt. "That'll teach ya to take advantage of me you piece of trash."

"Wow, nice work." Bobbi, said impressed.

"Looking pretty good yourself," Cindi grinned. "How the hell didja find us anyway?"

"You guys aren't the only ones who know a few tricks." Bobbi had rolled Russo onto his stomach and was using zip ties to bind his wrists and ankles. "Now let's go find our sisters and kick some ass."

Cindi smiled. "Sugah, that sounds like a plan."

****

"Whaddya reckon, Cole?" Bendiss said. "You'd pay top dollar for a babe like this, right?"

The two men had stripped Sadi Remington to her Victoria's Secrets and laid her out on a large bed with red silk sheets.

Bendiss was moving around the bed with a camcorder taking footage of the unconscious blonde who was every bit as alluring and sexy as her sister.

He lifted her limp arms and let them fall back to the bed. He ran his fingers up her sleek side and traced her breasts through her bra.

"Heh, she had a lot of fight in her earlier but now she's meek as a kitten."

He gently tilted her head from side to side, letting the camera linger on her slender neck.

"Hey, did I tell ya about the cute little US Marshal I drugged?" Bendiss said.

Cole rolled his eyes. "Yeah, you may have mentioned it once or twice."

"Lemme tell ya, she was fine. Beautiful face, sweet rack, killer butt. I might have to go back for seconds if ya know what I mean."

He was at the foot of the bed now, playing with Sadi's pretty little feet, tweaking her toes.

Cole rolled his eyes again. This fool Bendiss talked too much and hogged all the action but he had to admit, the guy was a wizard when it came to chemical submissions. Cole has used his chloroform formula to render Sadi unconscious earlier and had enjoyed lugging her limp, luscious form to the car.

Both men jumped as the door behind them was kicked open. They turned to see a determined looking Bobbi Powers and Cindi Remington bearing down on them. Bobbi had her baton and Cindi had taken the gun from Russo's belt.

"Get the hell away from my sister, little man or I'm gonna break you in half!" Cindi yelled at Bendiss.

Cole reacted quickly and lunged at the two women, he could take them no problem.

But Bobbi had other ideas. She whipped her baton into his shoulder and then roundhouse kicked him in the ribs. The thug dropped to his knees and Bobbi kicked him in the jaw, the toe of her shoe snapping his head backwards.

Bendiss seemed strangely calm. He snatched up the unconscious Sadi to use as a shield and he was holding a hypodermic needle to her neck. Sadi's head rolled back against his shoulder and her lips were gently parted.

"Well, well Marshal Powers. I guess you couldn't resist me and had to track me down. You wanna go around again?"

"Drop the needle, Bendiss, you got nowhere to go." Bobbi said, ignoring his taunt.

"I beg to differ." Bendiss said. "You and your hot blonde friend are gonna drop your weapons or I inject this stuff all the way into my sexy new friend and she loses her mind forever."

Cindi nudged Bobbi. "Guess we better do as he says."

"Yep," Bobbi replied.

Cindi slowly placed her gun on the floor.

Bobbi lowered her baton but at the last second she snapped her wrist forward and sent the baton spinning straight into Bendiss' face.

He staggered backwards clutching his nose and in the process dropped the needle and his hold on Sadi.

"My nose, you broke my nose!" He wailed.

Cindi went to her sister and lifted her into a sitting position. "C'mon sis, time to wake up."

Bobbi advanced on Bendiss. "Let me see."

Bendiss gingerly took his hands from his nose.

"It's bleeding but it's not broken." She said, then she punched him hard in the face. "OK, now it's broken."

"Ow, omigod whaddya do that for?" Bendiss cried, "I was gonna surrender."

"You think you can mess with me without some payback? Now tell me where my sister is or I'll see what else I can break!" Bobbi said sternly.

Bendiss shook his head. "You don't know who these guys are. I can't."

Bobbi jerked him up by the collar, she was in mood to be messed around. "Buddy, after what you did to me, you really think this is the time to be holding out on me?"

She draw back her fist to punch him again.

"Alright, I'll talk! They went up to the main house. They've got her there."

"How many guards?" Bobbi snapped.

"Just one, the boss and his bodyguard. That's all I know…" Bendiss whined in reply.

Cindi was at Bobbi's shoulder now. "Hey, Bobbi, look what I found!" She doused a thick white pad in a sickly sweet smelling liquid from a brown bottle.

"Is that what I think it is?" Bobbi asked.

"Let's find out," Cindi grinned.

Bendiss tried to protest but the two women held him fast and jammed the rag over his nose and mouth and waited until his struggles diminished and he was unconscious.

Bobbi bound Cole and Bendiss with more zip ties. "Let's see how these jerks like getting knocked out." She said with some satisfaction.

Meanwhile Sadi was starting to come around. "Oh man, anyone get the number of that truck that hit me?"

"Relax sis, I'm here and so is Bobbi." Cindi said, gathering up Sadi's clothes.

Bobbi took a small vial from her pocket. "Here, smelling salts. Thought they might come in handy."

"Good thinking, Bobbi," Cindi said. She cracked the vial under Sadi's nose and the strong scent of ammonia gave a jolt to the dizzy cowgirl.

"Wow. That's better." Sadi muttered. She realised she was stripped to her underwear. "What the hell happened here?"

"Long story, sis." Cindi said, helping her sister into her jeans. "The bad guys caught up with us but Bobbi came to the rescue. They still got Kat though so we got work to do."

Cindi helped Sadi back into her clothes as Bobbi brought them both up to speed on how she had found them.

Sadi was on her feet now, buckling her belt. "Well let's get going." She said, shrugging into her shirt. "If Kat's in trouble I'm in all the way."

****

Up at the main house, the man who called himself Enigma was enjoying himself greatly. Amethyst was draped across his lap and he was whispering things to her ears, his narcotic cigarette smoke kept her teetering on the cusp between sleep and wakefulness. Her eyes were heavy lidded and she writhed softly in his embrace.

He had removed her tank top and she now clad in her jeans and a lacy black bra. He caressed the groggy woman's stomach and gently lavished kisses on her supple neck as he used his nefarious chemicals to bend her to his will.

"You will learn to obey me and you will learn to appreciate me." He intoned.

"I will learn to obey you and…nono, mustn't." Amethyst slurred, still trying to fight the drugs. But his words were so seductive, his touches were so sensual.

"Yes," he hissed. You will learn to appreciate me."

"I will learn to appreciate you," Amethyst echoed in a dull voice.

"Excellent," he murmured, stroking her neck, feeling her head in the crook of his arm. Amethyst was proving to be a most exciting toy.

Enigma looked up in annoyance as there was an urgent knock on the door.

"What is it?" He called out irritably.

"Boss, there's no reply from the summer house. I think we should bail." Said his bodyguard and henchman, a bullet headed thug called Clark.

Enigma pondered the news. "Prepare the car and then come and get me."

"You got it boss." Clark knew better than to go into the room when the boss was with a new acquisition and something told him the tall brunette was a special one.

"Come my dear Amethyst," Enigma crooned as he helped her back into her tank top. "We shall continue this later.

A couple of minutes later, Clark and Enigma led the woozy Amethyst to the waiting car, a bulletproof Bentley. They had to support her as she was staggering in her drugged state and slurring her speech.

"Where we goin?" She muttered.

"Hush now, all will be revealed." Enigma smiled.

He climbed into the back seat of the car, pulling his prize with him. Clark jumped into the driver's seat and gunned the engine.

****

Bobbi, Cindi and Sadi raced up to the main house in time to see the taillights of the Bentley disappearing from the main gate.

"No!" Bobbi cried out. "Kat's in there, I know she is!"

Cindi put an arm round the young brunette's shoulders. "Hang in there Bobbi. Trust me when I tell you your big sister is tougher than all of us put together. We'll get her back. I promise you."

"Damn straight," Sadi added, "We ain't gonna let anything stop us from saving Kat."

"C'mon, let's get back to the summer house. My car is down there." Bobbi said. All three women took off at a run.


****

In the back seat of the Bentley, Enigma had lit up another of his evil cigarettes. He blew a stream of smoke into Amethyst's face and grinned as her eyes drooped and she swayed.

"Come and sit with me," he purred, pulling her across his lap and tugging her jacket off her shoulders. He gave her sleek, muscular thigh a gentle squeeze through her jeans. "I have someone who is very keen to meet you. But let's worry about that later."

Within a deep corner of her mind, Amethyst struggled to hold onto herself as Enigma using his noxious cigarettes to dominate her.

It was a fight she was finding harder and harder as the Bentley sped deeper into the dark countryside.

End of 2a