Part One

Barbara walked and she couldn't breathe. All she knew was that she wanted the distance between where she had been and where she was going to grow and grow and grow. It didn't matter where her steps were taking her.

Barbara never noticed how out of place she was quickly becoming to the area nor the eyes that had not left her for the last four blocks. She was so overwhelmed by what she had been told only moments ago that where she was going made little difference. Her mind kept replaying again and again the events that had brought her to his point in her life.

She had walked out of the Newark County Courthouse and just turned down a street and started walking. The Newark downtown was experiencing a renaissance with the building of the New Jersey Performing Arts Center and with the big companies that were now moving into their headquarters because of tax incentives. Parking was next to impossible so she had taken a cab to her meeting, with her attorney, and had planned on taking another home.

The law firm was on the 25th floor of the building across from the courthouse and the courthouse was connected to the building by a newly built overpass. Although all the new business was bringing in much needed revenues and the surrounding areas around the performing arts centers had changed tremendously, with the new and more visible police presence, the city was still very much a dangerous one. She never noticed as the streets got dirtier and how more and more houses were boarded up.

"Fresh meat," she heard an unsavory voice coming from nowhere say.

Barbara suddenly stopped walking, looked around, and for the first time she seemed to realize she had no idea where she was. It became quite obvious to her that she was probably in great danger. She turned and looked in all directions. Her senses suddenly kicked in, no one was visible on the street, there was garbage everywhere and the houses on either side of her seemed to be all abandoned. Her heart began to pound so hard in her chest that she could hear the pounding in her ears. She looked in all directions and was shocked by what she saw. All her fears came to life when two men emerged from the shadows and stepped a mere few feet away, in front of her.

Barbara froze. Nothing had prepared her for this. She then took a step back as fear flooded her face. The two men were unshaven and dirty; and it was very obvious what they had in mind by the expression on their faces.

"Me first," the one to the left said to his partner.

"Why not just take turns? Oh…. this is going to be good."

Barbara was speechless with fear as she turned and began to run. They quickly overtook her and she was shoved into an alley, then against a wall. The man in front of her covered her mouth while the other began to tear the front of her blouse. His breath and the foulness of his stench assaulted all her senses. She tried to scream as she felt a hand between her legs but couldn't. Horror and terror was all that was mirrored in her blue eyes.

"Animal!" Someone growled in Spanish from behind them.

All Barbara saw was the two men being pulled off her. She stood unable to move, frozen with fear.

The two men turned around prepared to strike at the person that had denied them what they were about to enjoy. When they saw the woman standing behind them they froze as well.

"Taya…she wandered into our pen. She belongs to us," The man that had her against the wall spoke first, anxiously.

The woman walked slowly up to Barbara who suddenly focused on her. Their eyes locked both questioning.

Barbara stared at the dark clad woman. "Help me," she said barely above a whisper.

Barbara's blouse was torn and Taya could see the breasts that had been covered in the now torn-laced bra.

How exquisite, Taya thought.

Barbara stood partially naked in front of her. Taya's demeanor completely changed as her eyes went from her breasts to her eyes again.

Taya's hand lightly touched the face in front of her in admiration. "Do you want to come with me?"

Barbara nodded quickly as the tears she was holding back spilt over.

"I'm taking her," Taya said never breaking eye contact with Barbara.

"No! She came into our pen."

Taya turned around and moved to the side before the man closest to her swung at her.

"You must learn to listen," Taya said with a voice as cold as steel before she pulled out a blade that went straight into her attacker's leg.

"Oh God!" He screamed and held his leg with both hands as blood oozed out between his fingers and he fell to the ground.

"God can't help you now," she said coldly.

Taya then turned to the other man who took two steps away slowly.

"Whatever you want, Taya," the other man assured her as he kept backing away.

Taya turned towards Barbara again who looked totally terrified. This one she would enjoy, Taya told herself and she smiled. She was surprised when Barbara went into her arms and held onto to her tightly.

Barbara's reaction in going into a stranger's arms, for safety, made no sense even to her. But, there was something about this woman that on some primal level pulled her to her. She closed her eyes and she clung harder to Taya.

For a moment the contact had taken her by surprise and as a result of it Taya's senses were filled with the fragrance and the softness of the woman in her arms. She allowed the embrace long enough to bury her face in the woman's soft, sweet smelling blonde hair.

"Let's get off the street," was all Taya said and Barbara looked into the darkest eyes she had ever seen and nodded.

As they walked down the street Barbara could see the shadows lurking in the alleys and as she felt the ominous, darkness closing in around her she grabbed Taya's arm tighter to her.

Taya looked towards the woman that clung to her for protection and a dark smile appeared on her face for a brief moment. Barbara never saw it. The dark shadows would come out and then back away as they walked past them.

The lamb is clinging to the lion, Taya smiled and thought to herself.

Both women went into a building. Barbara followed her rescuer without question. Taya opened a door and walked into an apartment. Barbara walked in behind her.

"Close the door," Taya said as she turned to face Barbara "Lock it."

Barbara complied. She then turned around and faced Taya once more. Taya noticed how the woman trembled.

"They were going to…" Barbara covered her face and her body shook as she began sobbing.

Taya approached her slowly and stopped barely an inch away not exactly understanding why she was taking so much trouble with the woman.

Barbara leaned into the woman that moments ago had rescued her from being raped and, most likely then not, had saved her life as well. She cried and clung to her.

Taya's arms came up slowly and pulled her closer still. Again she felt her senses all come alive and she pulled away quickly trying to deny even to herself the reaction this woman was producing in her.

Barbara looked at her now as she wiped away the tears. "I want to thank you."

"Thank me," Taya, said softly putting some distance between them.

Barbara looked at her for a moment and Taya wondered if she had understood her request. Her request?

"Thank you," Barbara said as a soft smile appeared on her face.

Taya just looked at her Obviously not, she thought sarcastically.

"If you would grant me one more thing?"

Taya raised a brow, laughed, then nodded. She had taken this woman from Jake and Stanley because she wanted her for herself and here she was, not fucking her brains out but agreeing to something she didn't even know yet. This is one for the books, Taya thought.

"If I could use your phone to call a cab?"

"No phone," Taya said as she turned around and stared removing her coat.

"Oh," was all Barbara said.

"A cab is an oddity here during the day. It would never come into this part of town at night. It's getting dark." Taya lit a cigarette and leaned against the table behind her.

Barbara looked at her in confusion and fascination. There was something dangerous beneath the surface of the woman in front of her. There was also a sensuality about her that seemed to ooze out of her pores. And somehow there was a part that was hiding because surely there was more hidden behind those piercing eyes.

"You are too tempting a prize out there now," she said as she exhaled.

Barbara was shaken out of her thoughts.

"In the morning I will take you home." Taya put out her cigarette and walked into another room.

Barbara looked around the apartment. It was empty of the usual kind of things, Spartan almost. Then on a closer inspection she saw beyond the obvious; she noticed that it held only the mere necessities, no personal items of any kind, no momentous, no photos …that she could almost understand. But, why no phone? Everyone had a phone this day and age, didn't they?

"The line keeps getting cut," said Taya as she walked back into the room.

Barbara looked at her questioning.

Taya looked towards her as she set down two plates on the table. "I figured that was the next question."

Barbara relaxed a little as she saw the smile that now covered the woman's face. And quite suddenly she noticed the beauty of her dark haired rescuer. "Hope you like pasta." She looked at the woman in front of her and wondered what she was doing living here. There was strength and arrogance about her that only seemed to accentuate her exotic beauty.

"Yes, thank you," Barbara said as she began to relax some more.

"Take your coat off."

Barbara looked down then back at Taya.

"Did they hurt you?" Taya walked up to her and pulled the coat open not waiting for Barbara to answer. She then looked up into Barbara's blue eyes. "Just your modesty," Taya said softly in almost a whisper as she looked back down at Barbara's exposed breasts. Her eyes lingered for a moment then looked back up at the frightened woman again. "Come with me."

Taya walked into another room and Barbara followed quietly. She really had no choice at this point. She reasoned that the woman in front of her up to now had only been kind; she would have to have faith that the kindness would continue, in her present state of mind that was what she needed to believe.

Barbara walked into a large bedroom. Again she noticed the bareness of the room. The bed was king size and it looked clean. On the side was a nightstand with a lamp and a digital clock. This woman obviously only believed in the bare essentials and nothing more and yet somehow it didn't seem like her.

Taya then opened another door, which turned out to be the closet and pulled out a black T-shirt, holding it up for her to take.

Barbara looked down at the shirt then up at Taya as she walked over to her.

"Thank you." Barbara took the T-shirt and Taya put her hand out again. Barbara seemed confused.

"Your coat." Taya waited for Barbara to take off her mink coat. When Barbara seemed to hesitate she added. "I will hang it up. You will get it back when I take you home tomorrow."

Barbara smiled shyly and took off the coat that had covered her partial nakedness.

Taya looked again at the woman in front of her with admiration for a moment. She then looked up to meet Barbara's eyes. This time there had been no mistaking the intent or the sexual desire in Taya's eyes. Barbara took a step back and turned around as Taya approached her. She stopped mere inches away from the woman who seemed to be trembling from fear, waiting to see what she would do next.

"If I wanted to hurt you I would have already," Taya whispered into her ear. "Come, let's eat. I'm hungry."

Taya walked out of the room as Barbara quickly slipped the long T-shirt on.

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Barbara followed Taya to the kitchen and was not surprised to find it almost as empty. Taya stood in front of the microwave waiting for the food that they were to consume to be done.

She turned at that moment and was taken aback for a moment at seeing Barbara.

"Can I help with dinner?"

She knew that Barbara was trying to keep it together and the strain was beginning to show in the lovely woman's face.

"Not much to do. I don't cook," Taya said turning to open a drawer. "You could put these on the table." She handed Barbara two forks and two knives.

Barbara took them and did not fail to notice how she tried to avoid the mere contact of skin.

"Okay."

"I have some wine if you would like some with the pasta."

"Yes, that would be lovely," Barbara said and was caught off guard by the sudden smile on the woman's face. "What?"

"Do you always speak that way?" Taya asked jokingly.

"What way?" Barbara sounded peeved.

"That would be lovely…" Taya snickered.

She stared at the blonde for a moment and as she saw the forlorn look on her face she felt bad about the fun she had had on the other woman's expense.

Barbara went out of the kitchen but before she walked out Taya had noticed the tears in those beautiful blue eyes.

"Fuck," Taya said under her breath at herself. She walked around the kitchen like a cat and when she was about to go to the other room to…to do what? The microwave signaled that dinner was done.

She brought the whole platter of the pasta and placed it between the two plates on the table. Barbara was standing by the window looking out into the dark street below.

"Why did you bring me here?" She asked softly still looking out into the night.

Taya turned towards the woman and was not sure how to answer such a simple question. Why not tell her the truth? she asked herself. Tell her why you brought her here.

"Are you going to give me back to them when you are done?" Barbara asked softly still with her back to her.

"No," Taya finally answered. "I won't do that."

Barbara turned towards her now and raised her chin defiantly but the whole posture was lost when Taya saw the tears she was trying to control.

"In the morning I will take you home," Taya said softly and put her hand out for Barbara to take. "Come, dinner will get cold."

Barbara hesitated defiantly for a mere minute but the point was made and taken. Taya took the soft hand in hers as it was lightly placed there and something inside her regretted the separation when she released it a moment later.

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They ate in relative silence. Barbara barely touched her food but consumed the wine.

"Eat," Taya said as she lifted the fork to her mouth.

"I'm not very hungry" Barbara remained looking at her food. She had not looked at Taya since they had sat down to eat.

"More wine?"

"No, thank you."

Taya smiled at the woman in front of her. Even at this time she never forgot her manners. The smile quickly disappeared when Barbara looked up and Taya saw the fear she was trying to control.

"Are you going to hurt me?"

"Do you like pain?" Taya asked her point blank.

"No," Barbara answered visibly trying to control her fear.

"No, I won't hurt you," Taya said as she stood up and picked up her plate. She was walking out of the room when she suddenly stopped. With her back to Barbara she spoke. "Don't try running out of the apartment…. you won't get very far and this time I may not be able to find you in time."

"What will be the difference?" Barbara suddenly let some of her anger express itself.

Taya quickly turned to face her and all the coldness of those eyes were directed at the woman that was taken aback suddenly in front of her.

"You are going to like it and you will be alive in the morning," Taya said with a voice as cold as steel.

Barbara stared at her for a moment. "You are not like them," she said as her voice shook with controlled fear.

An evil smile then appeared in Taya's face. "No, I am worse because I know better."

Barbara could find nothing to say to that but shook her head and began to go for the door. Taya put the plates back on the table and reached the door at the same time that she did. Barbara turned around with her back now against the door and Taya's body pressed against hers.

Barbara's eyes were filled with unshed tears and her lower lip began to shake. Taya then looked at her mouth and like a spell pulling her she was powerless to stop the beckoning. At first she touched Barbara's lips softly. She could feel them quiver and the thought of that intoxicated and all of the reason she had fought so hard to keep control of disappeared.

Slowly she kissed the soft warm mouth that she had tried not to look at during dinner. And as before her senses were filled yet again with the softness of the woman in her arms. Her mouth trailed down Barbara's neck slowly and as it did it sucked and bit lightly. Then her face buried itself yet again in the blonde woman's hair and she was powerless to stop the moan of pleasure that escaped her mouth.

Her lips brushed Barbara's ear and again sought those lips that had cast their spell on her mouth. This time when her mouth covered Barbara's she was surprised when they opened and she felt the woman in her arms leaning hard against her.

Taya's hand suddenly went up and cupped Barbara's breast and lightly squeezed it as her other hand went immediately behind Barbara's back to pulled her closer to her still. Her mouth was on overdrive and it hungered. She then pulled away suddenly from Barbara and tore off the T-shirt leaving her with breasts totally exposed.

Taya's mouth went down on a nipple and sucked on it hard as her hand went down and cupped Barbara's ass and pulled her harder against her.

"Ahhhhh…" Barbara moaned as her head fell back reeling with sensations of pleasure she had never known existed.

Taya got more impatient as she could not get enough of Barbara fast enough. She released her suddenly and started pulling down her slacks and underwear to the floor. Barbara was in a daze as she looked down and met Taya's eyes as her mouth was coming up again to ravage her own.

Barbara's hands reached for Taya's face and pulled her to her. Taya pulled her hard against her own body and literally walked with her against her to the bedroom. She fell on top of Barbara on the bed and again began to kiss and bite and suck on the beautiful body beneath her.

Barbara had never experienced such pleasure and wantonly she begged Taya not to stop.

Taya's mouth went down over her abdomen and Barbara's intake of breath was the only sign of surprise as Taya began to suck her hard between her legs. Barbara's head went from side to side as wave upon wave of orgasms filled her body. When she cried out in pleasure she then felt Taya's fingers go inside her and bring her even higher than she had ever imagined possible.

Barbara lay in blissful state of ecstasy and as her eyes focused she felt her dark haired partner lay on top of her and kiss her mouth ardently. Her eyes opened and they were met in communion with those dark eyes that had earlier filled her with dread.

"I want to make you mine," Taya said passionately.

"Yes," Barbara said and nodded as she kissed those lips above her again.

She was surprised when Taya got up and stood in front of her. She then removed all her clothes and stood in front of Barbara in all her glory. Barbara took in whole woman. Her thighs were strong and her body was chiseled. Her eyes then traveled to full breasts whose nipples were hard and were begging to be sucked and at that moment Barbara's mouth opened in anticipation. Her own hunger surprised her as her eyes sought Taya's.

Taya pulled open the drawer on the nightstand never releasing Barbara's eyes from her own. She pulled out a harness and the large dildo that was attached to it. It had a large part in the front with a smaller part behind it. Barbara stared at it then at Taya.

Taya strapped on the harness and as she tightened it Barbara's breathing became strained. Her passion was being replaced by fear Taya could see it in her eyes. Taya quickly spread her legs and got on top of her but did not enter her. She hovered over Barbara and waited.

"No rush…I want to look at you my beautiful lover," Taya said in a voice filled with passion. "I want to go inside you slowly and take my time. I won't rush you." Her mouth then began to tease one of Barbara's nipples buy licking it hard with her tongue.

Slowly she began to feel Barbara's body respond to her caresses.

"I won't fuck you until you ask me," Taya said to reassure the woman beneath her. "And you are going to ask me, querida mia." Taya growled as she began to suck on Barbara's hard nipple as her other hand squeezed the other nipple.

"Taya, oh God! Taya," Barbara moaned unable to stand the onslaught of pleasure. Her hips came up and were begging for the pleasure that penetration would provide. Barbara could not hold off any longer. "Fuck me. Please fuck me," Barbara begged.

Taya then filled her in one powerful thrust. "Ahhhh…" Taya thought she would come in that one moment. Never had she experienced such pleasure in this degree with any other woman. She felt Barbara's legs come up around her and both bodies began to ride the pumping action with harder and harder thrusts.

"Come with me….Oh God, come with me, I can't hold it anymore," Taya growled in desperation.

"Yes Taya…fuck me. Please fuck me," Barbara begged, as her words became moans of pleasure that she could no longer control.

"Ahhhhhhhh…" Both women yelled in unison.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Shots rang out during the night and Barbara woke up with a start. She looked around the dark room and she could hear more shots not too far away and loud voices.

An arm wrapped itself around her abdomen and pulled her back against a warm hard body. "Come querida, nothing will hurt you."

Taya pulled her closer to her and she felt completely protected from the horrors of the night. She felt a light kiss on her ear. "Sleep querida. I won't let anything hurt you."

Barbara smiled as her eyes closed and pulled the arms around her closer to her and sleep was once again welcomed.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The light of day brought the reality of what had occurred during the night to life. Barbara opened her eyes slowly and realized she was unable to move. She was partially covered by Taya who was sleeping on top of her.

She tried to slide out slowly and became very still as Taya began to stir. A few moments went by and once again she felt Taya's breathing stabilize. Barbara tried to slide from under Taya again to no avail. She then turned her face and came face to face with those dark eyes that looked straight at her.

Barbara stopped breathing and could not find the words to utter.

"Good morning," Taya said as she lifted herself on her elbow above Barbara.

"Good morning," Barbara said as a blush spread across her face.

"I want breakfast," Taya said seductively.

"Breakfast is…do you have coffee?" Barbara was confused by what was being said.

"Querida, I want to eat what your body will give me," Taya said huskily as her eyes mirrored the passion of her words.

"No…." Barbara trailed off saying as her body already betraying her began to get wet with anticipation.

Taya went down between Barbara's legs and began to feed.

When it was all over and Taya was sated Barbara's mouth surprised her by seeking her mouth.

Taya was tempted to push her away for only a moment. She had been the one to take and to give pleasure always. She had never allowed anyone to touch her. Yet, this woman who had somehow gone from prisoner to …to? Was asking to touch her and she had hesitated for only a moment and then had surrendered to her desire to be touched. Barbara began shyly and as Taya's responses began to grow she just allowed herself to follow her own wants.

She surprised Taya by slowly kissing and caressing her slowly towards her groin. When Barbara was between her legs and was about to taste Taya, the woman looked up suddenly. Barbara for a brief moment saw the hidden vulnerability and with a soft smile on her lips that went all the way to her eyes her mouth lowered to feed. When she first began to suck Taya thought that she would come in that very moment. No one had ever taken her this way. She had never given herself to be pleasured like this before to anyone. She brought her hips up higher wanting to feel Barbara's mouth closer to her sex. Barbara pulled her hips closer to her still and began to tease with her with her tongue in a hard and methodical manner.

Taya thought that she would go mad as her hips began to buck as orgasm upon orgasm racked her body. "Barbara…. Oh God! Barbara, don't stop. Please don't stop."

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Barbara got out of the shower and put on the clean T-shirt and blue jeans that Taya had given her. Her clothes from the day before were unsalvageable. Taya's clothes were a little big on her but under the circumstances, not a bad fit she told herself. Barbara let out a nervous giggle.

She looked at herself in the mirror and wondered what now. Never in her life had she ever thought what had occurred to her in the last 24 hours would ever happen. And if she had to be honest with herself what she had felt with and done with Taya she did not regret.

Taya was in the kitchen having taken her shower earlier. She was dressed as usual all in black as usual with her black cowboy boots, which added another inch or so to her already tall height of 5'9".

She started opening cupboards and realized that there was nothing to offer Barbara for breakfast. She had tea bags. She could always offer her tea, she thought.

"Hi," she heard a voice from behind her and she smiled before she turned around.

"Hi," Taya said leaning against the sink behind her. "Want some tea?"

Barbara gave her a quirky smile. "Your a tea drinker?"

"No, I…I can't even make a decent cup of coffee." Taya laughed as she ran her fingers through her dark hair.

"Well, if you have the coffee, I can make it." Barbara laughed and opened the cabinet closest to her before Taya's hand reached out to stop her.

Taya grabbed her hand too late. The cupboard that Barbara opened was empty but for two handguns. Suddenly the reality of who Taya was and how she had gotten there became to real too ignore or sugar coat.

The light banter between them was gone. Barbara looked from the guns, to Taya's face, to her hand still in Taya's iron grip.

Taya released her and closed the covert without looking at Barbara.

"Sorry, I have no coffee," was all she said as she walked to the refrigerator and took out two diet cokes and offered one to Barbara.

Barbara took it silently.

The silence that grew between them began to smother Taya. What did it matter what this woman thought? She had gotten what she wanted. She had wanted to fuck her and she had. What did she expect…a repeat performance? Taya shook her head trying to dislodge the thought that she knew had already embedded itself in her brain. Yes, I want to see her again…no, I want to fuck her again no more and no less.

Taya turned away from Barbara arguing with her own demons. She is no different than the rest…I liked fucking her…. I want to do it again a few more times before I move on that's all!

Taya turned around to face Barbara when she had convinced herself that that was all she wanted out of the woman that now stood silently waiting in front of her.

"Are you going to take me home now?" Barbara asked as she looked up to meet Taya's eyes.

"As promised," Taya said with a smile trying to lighten the discomfort between them. "Come here" Taya beckoned. She did not wait and met Barbara half way.

She took Barbara in her arms and again felt all her senses come to life as she had from the very first moment. Why always this reaction? Taya asked herself yet again.

"You are so soft querida." Taya said out loud as she leaned down and tenderly kissed Barbara's lips. All that mattered at that moment was that Barbara was in her arms and her lips were soft and welcoming hers.

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Taya came back wearing her long black leather coat, carrying Barbara's coat. She put on her sunglasses and turned towards Barbara.

"Ready?"

"Yes."

They both went down the stairs then out a back door. A few feet away they unlocked the door of a large garage, without visible windows that she could see.

Barbara's eyes got as big as two saucers when she saw Taya get on a huge black, chromed Harley Davidson.

Taya got on and put a boot on the pedal and with one good kick the huge machine growled.

"Hop on," Taya said as she handed Barbara a helmet.

Barbara just stared at her.

Taya smiled then pulled her to her and kissed her hard on the mouth. She pulled away and took the helmet from Barbara hands, helping her put it on.

When Barbara got on behind her she pulled her closer to her and made sure that she understood she had to hang on tight.

The black iron animal, as Barbara thought of the bike, suddenly pulled out and they began to fly through the dilapidated streets and boarded up houses. It all seemed unreal somehow….and as she looked around she suddenly realized that she had been lucky to be alive….and…Taya…What could she make of Taya?

Within minutes they were out onto Broadway, Newark's once prominent street, and then out of the city towards Upper Montclair. The city became familiar and people walked the street totally oblivious of the menacing shadows that hovered so close by. Barbara closed her eyes and held Taya tighter.

Taya noticed the change and placed one hand on top of Barbara's for a moment in reassurance. Why did it matter, she asked herself, staring straight ahead. The sooner that she could drop off this woman the better.

Out of the pens and out of my world, thought Taya to herself a she crossed an invisible line that few knew of.

After about 30 minutes Barbara began to look around her again. They were a mere few blocks from where she lived.

Taya pulled into her street and the bike slowed down until it came to a complete stop when they pulled into her driveway.

They sat for a moment without moving. Both deep in their own thoughts.

Taya turned off the bike and Barbara removed her arms around her.

Barbara got off the bike and removed her helmet then ran her fingers through her hair.

Taya looked around the house.

"Big," was all she said.

"Yes," Barbara handed her back the helmet.

Both women were unable, for some reason, to break the tide that bound them.

"How did you know where I lived?" Barbara suddenly asked.

"How would someone like me know anything" Taya replied without humor in her voice.

Barbara waited and Taya looked away.

"Why are you living there?" Barbara asked softly and was surprised by Taya still not reacting.

"What does it matter?" Barbara heard Taya answer softly, still looking away.

"It's not you somehow."

Taya turned quickly towards her. "You think you know me because I fucked you?"

Barbara was taken aback by the sudden attack.

"Go back to your big house and your mink coat and get fucked…Oh but wait!" Taya was being particularly crude when she added, "By what I could tell you have never been really fucked well have you?"

Barbara was stunned and was about to run away when Taya's iron grip pulled her face a breath away from her own. "Maybe if you are a good girl I'll come back and fuck you up the ass next time."

Barbara pulled away in horror and ran towards the house as Taya pulled out of the driveway and flew down the street as fast as her bike would take her. Both were running in their own way.

Barbara slammed her front door shut and leaned against it. Tears ran down her face as she began to sob and slide down to the floor.

Taya told herself

she was just a good fuck over and over again.

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Uncontrollable anger seeped into every breath and every action of Taya's body. She flew back to the pens and heads turned as they saw the

Black Angel of Death fly by. The shadows receded, not wanting to meet their maker that day. They knew she had justice to dish out, and the end was never good.

Taya pulled up in front of a decaying warehouse. There were a few men outside. She got off her bike and walked past them. They nodded in her direction out of respect as she passed them. One of them crossed him self as she walked by.

Her bike had been left unattended yet all the men outside knew that she had seen them and it was their responsibility to protect it with their lives if necessary. And they all knew that death was more desirable then receiving punishment from

Black Angel.

A few had tested her patience and had not lived to tell. Her beauty surprised and disarmed most men and women. Her capacity to inflict pain was such that one would gladly pray for death rather than survival. That was an unquestionable truth. Taya was the Boss. She was the

Black Angel of the pens. None of the dealers, the bookies, the whores and even some cops questioned her authority. They gave her her tribute in percentages of their take. She had a brilliant mind and an iron will and she knew how to reward loyalty. No one crossed her and lived long. Only those too stupid ever tried.

Every one in the pens had heard about Jake's stupidity of the day before. No one wanted to be in his shoes today.

When the door of the warehouse banged open all inside froze. Those that were cutting the coke and bagging it continued their work but kept one eye on Taya. All the rest scurried away. The brave souls that remained stared as she walked in. She looked around and smiled the smile that made them all shake with fear.

Taya's eyes found Stanley standing close to Jake. Her steps echoed as her boot heels connected with the cement floor.

She stopped about 20 feet away and with her index finger called Jake over. He knew he was in trouble and, as he hobbled over to where Taya stood, he began to babble.

"Taya…I was high yesterday. It won't ever happen again. You have first cut of everything Taya. These are your pens." Jake managed to get out just as he got to stand in front of her. She still wore her sunglasses so he couldn't see her eyes, which made him break into a sweat.

"Leg hurt?" Taya asked softly. "I would hate to think I hurt you."

"No, it's okay," Jake said in relief.

Suddenly his face became distorted with pain. He then looked down and saw her knife sticking out of his leg, her hand still wrapped around its handle. He looked up at her again in shock unable to utter a word and afraid to.

"Leg hurt?" She asked him again even softer then before. All around them took a step back in terror.

Jake had a horrified grimace on his face as he shook his head. A smile spread across her face.

"You seemed to think I didn't have a right to a piece of ass yesterday, Jake," she said menacingly. "When you know that what you have is what I allow you to have." Taya was finding it hard to control the anger building inside her.

Weakness in the pens meant death. And she was not weak.

"That particular piece of ass is mine Jake" She now looked around as she gave the knife in Jake's leg a twist.

All nodded in understanding. She then turned back to Jake again.

"You wanted to fuck my woman Jake." Taya spat at him.

"Taya I didn't know she was yours, I swear!" Jake began to plead with her. "I swear Taya. I swear." He was crying by this time.

Jake had been a problem for awhile now. But this time he had challenged her authority. This time he had gone too far.

She took the knife out of his leg and he moaned but remained standing. He didn't dare move.

She looked around the others. "I could understand you wanting to fuck her…she is such a good fuck." Taya smiled sardonically.

Jake smiled in agreement. A mistake that he would never understand. Because no matter how many times Taya told herself she didn't care about this woman. She could still smell her and taste her. She moaned at the thought and then shook her head to dislodge the vision that was quickly filling her mind.

Taya then got serious again as she turned to him. "I could understand you wanting to fuck her, Jake. But you touched my woman. You put your filthy hands on my property, Jake."

Jake began to whimper in fear and shaking his head as he stared into the dark lenses of her sunglasses.

"Was my woman soft, Jake?" Taya asked.

"No," Jake blurted out in fear.

"No?" Taya spat out.

"No Taya, no!"

"Are you saying that I have bad taste, Jake?" She was playing with him like a mouse.

"No Taya, she is the best piece of ass I've ever seen. She's soft too, Taya. Very soft," Jake blurted out.

She took out her Glock and shot him on the head without hesitation. She leaned over to Stanley, took the scarf around his neck and wiped the blood and brain matter that had landed on her coat as if it had been a little dirt that she was removing. Jake lay on the ground.

"No one touches what's mine," Taya said loud enough for all to hear. She then turned to Stanley. He was barely breathing.

"You didn't know she was mine did you, Stanley?"

"No Taya. No," he said nervously.

"Yes, you backed off right away I remember. You know what she looks like now don't you Stanley. You are going to make sure they all know, aren't you?"

Stanley nodded and remained silent. She then looked around and directed her comment to the general audience.

"Everything in the pens is mine unless I give it to you." No one contradicted her. She was the leader and not obeying meant a painful and agonizing death.

Taya looked back at Stanley again. "Stanley, the south pen is all yours now for knowing when to listen and for your respect of my property. And for your loyalty Stanley." Taya then smiled.

"Thank you Taya" Stanley was more than satisfied. Jake was forgotten. He had gone up in the ranks.

"And if you ever see my woman again…."

"I will have men all over the pens to make sure that she is not touched in any way, Taya." Stanley said quickly and she smiled. He knew she was satisfied and that meant his involvement of yesterday was forgotten.

"Clean this up Stanley."

"Consider it done, Taya."

"Good."

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Continued in Part Two