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Summary: It is the year 2036, the United States has built a maximum-security prison where you go in and can never get out. It is built in the middle of the desert where it is a four-day walk in any direction and is monitored by motion sensors and satellite imaginary.
It is called The William Jefferson Clinton Memorial Federal Prison (inside joke). The prisoners call it the Seven Circles of Hell. It is a lifer prison with no guards and no rules. The prisoners make their own rules. A tall, dark, blue-eyed female warrior who calls herself the Conqueror has ruled it for six years.
A young, green-eyed, golden-haired blond reporter is sent to Hell for a crime she didn't commit. A powerful and ruthless corporate raider must silence the young woman who learned too many secrets. Upon entering Hell, the young woman is given a vital mission that will lead her to the Conqueror.
Part 10
Chapter 8: The Sixth Circle, continued
After relieving the tension between her legs, bathing and then dressing, young Allison went to help her Queen dress. The Queen was still soaking in the tub when Allison arrived. She noticed that the Queen was asleep.
The got two towels and gently touched the Queen to awaken her. She didn't stir, so the young woman shook her gently and said, "Wake up, My Queen."
The Queen awoke slowly. At first she was confused about her whereabouts, until she recognized the young face looking at her. 'What was in those blue-greens eyes? This child is trying to hide something from me. I wonder what? I will have to have Wash check this girl out more closely,' she thought.
The girl extended out a towel for the Queen to step into in order to drive herself off. The Queen rose wearily. She did not falter in her gaze at the young woman. She looked deeply into her eyes. Allison felt the gaze piercing her soul. To break the spell and relieve the tension forming in her center, the young woman said, "We must hurry, My Queen, we are running late. Here is a towel to dry your hair."
Gay took the offering and work to dry her hair. She wrapped a towel around her torso and sat in the vanity chair. Allison proceeded to brush the Queen's hair. Allison could feel the distrust in her Queen and couldn't figure out what she did to put it there. So she did the only thing she could think of to do, she asked, "My Queen, what have I done?"
Wary of a trap the Queen asked, "Why do you think you have done anything?"
"You look at me as if I did something to make you mistrust me. You like I betrayed you some how."
"I looked into your eyes, you are hiding something from me. And that makes me mistrust you."
"My Queen, what I hide is personal. It has nothing to do with my service to you. I am afraid if I told you, you would send me away."
"Allison, I wouldn't send away anyone for telling me the truth."
"Okay, I... Well, My Queen, you see, I mean, this is so hard."
"Just say it straight out it will make it easier."
"I love you. There. You happy," the young woman shouted while sitting down on the floor to cry.
Gay didn't know what to say. The sincerity in the girl's eyes and the knowledge that statement would get her killed Dana found out, left the smaller woman speechless. "Well, aren't you going to say anything," the girl said with a sigh.
"I don't know what to say, except I'm engaged to a person who would kill you without a seconds hesitation. And that you are way too young to know what love is."
"I am not too young. My two best friends are both married and they are the age I am. One of them has a baby. And the Conqueror doesn't have to know. I'm your assistant. I can be discrete."
Gay didn't want to crush this girl. But she didn't even what to contemplate Dana's reaction. 'How can I do this,' she thought, 'I need advice. I'll stall for time.'
"Allison, what you have told comes as a complete shock and need to think about what you said. I tell you what you help me get dressed. Then, we will go to dinner and I'll talk to you later tonight."
The girl beamed as she complied and started getting her lover ready. She knew in her heart what tonight would bring.
Dinner was a disaster. Everyone could see the love and desire in the young girl's eyes for her new Queen. The girl was too inexperienced to hide. And Gay could see that General Hazzard saw it too. She had to talk to him alone. Before he talked to Dana.
"General can I have a private conference with you in the training room, please."
Hazzard was growing suspicious of this woman. He was wondering if she was getting a little on the side with the kid. He knew there was only one way to find out, so he said, "That is a good idea. Let's go."
Gay motioned for the General to sit with her on one of the changing benches that were set up in the training room. Not knowing any other way, she started straight out, "General I have a situation."
"I can see that. Why don't you tell what happened?"
So, Gay told him the entire story, including the girl's heartfelt confession and her delaying tactic to give herself time to figure out how to solve this situation without getting the hurt or killed. She continued, "So you my problem, General."
The General roared with laughter. Gay became indignant and said, "I fail to see the humor, General."
"But I do. This little slip of a girl is ready to have a clandestine affair with the fiancé of the most ruthless person I have ever known and is happy as a clam about it. You don't think that is funny?"
" I have to admit that her naivete borders on the hilarious, but, General, I have to do something about this before it gets too far. How can this girl be in love me? She doesn't even know me."
The General laughed even harder and said with tears in his eyes, "You don't see do you?"
"See what," asked Gay, who was getting angry with all the laughing at her expense?
"It's love. She identifies with you. It's hero worship. Look, you two look so much alike, you could be sisters. So couple that with your display of martial abilities and bang she thinks. 'I could be like her. I look like her. I could be just like her.' Then, how big of step is it to, 'I love her.' You know I'm right."
"You're right, it's puppy love. Now what do I do about it?"
"I think you should give her what she wants. Just not the way she expects it. Give her the full Conqueror treatment and you have that little girl running for the hills."
"That's a plan."
That night Gay put their plan into action. She dressed in her war leathers with a leather whip attached to her belt. She wore thigh boots with spiked heels. She had a branding iron sitting in a coal brazen. She had two guards go drag Allison out of bed to really scare her.
The first thing that went wrong was that the girl was completely naked when she was deposited unceremoniously into the room. From the light generated by the flames, Gay saw a luscious young body, lean and sensuous. She felt the heat level rise in her womb.
The next thing that Gay wasn't prepared for were the tears that were running down the young woman's cheeks. She looked so vulnerable, so helpless, so delectable. Gay gallantly tried to refocus her thoughts on the task of scaring the bogueebers out the girl.
Gay removed her whip from the belt and used the handle to raise the girls head to look into her eyes and Gay said, "Allison, I've thought about what you said and have decided that I want you, but not as a lover, but as a sex slave.
I have a lover. I'm sure she won't begrudge me a little something extra. Of course, we'll have to make a few changes to your body. It's lovely, but hardly serviceable as it is. Those nipples," said Gay, as realized mistake three, she looked at the hard firm nipple of the girl that were a good inch long, "Need some decorations. We need t pierce them and put a couple of gold rings in them. And your tongue will need to be pierced and nice gold stud insert. I like the stimulation for my clit. Then, we'll a ring in each of your cunt lips for easier access. Finally, we take that branding iron and put a 'G' on your ass, so everyone will know who you belong to."
The girl's eyes were circles and terror was burning in her eyes. Gay had to suppress her smile. 'One more little push,' she thought.
So Gay says, "Let me get my tools and we'll get started. You just hop up on the bed and we'll start with the piercings."
Gay didn't have to turn around she felt the breeze from the open door and hard the girl's room door slam shut. And then heard an audible click of the girl's bedroom lock. Gay smiled, then broke out in a laugh as she closed her bedroom door.
Her radio was activated as she was closing the door. The Conqueror was calling her. She was still giggling when she answered the radio call, "Hi, babe."
"What's so funny?"
So, Gay explained the whole situation to her lover. And then she explained what she did and finished by saying, "You should have seen her run for her bedroom and lock the door. I'll probably need a new assistant after tonight."
In a not too thrilled voice the Conqueror asked, "Did you do anything to her? Like give her a few lashes are maybe pierce her roughly?"
"Of course, I didn't want to really hurt her. I just wanted to discourage her."
"Uh huh, well, you did just the opposite."
"What do you mean? You didn't see her run out of here. She was terrified."
"Babe, you're not as experienced in these things as I am. I wish you had talked to me first. Who gave this stupid advice anyway."
"Hazzard, but Sweetheart, I thought you might kill the girl."
"Babe, how could I have killed her, she's there, I'm here. I would've understood. I've had to deal with puppy love once or twice myself. Now you got a real problem. Why did you take advice from a guy who has trouble getting laid in a whorehouse."
"But, Sweetheart, she just ran out of here. You should have seen her run."
"Babe, think this through. You didn't hurt her. You said you wanted her. Well, she infatuated with you, right. She goes back to her room. She thinks, 'She wants me, at least. That means she has feelings for me. That means she really loves me. Those things probably don't hurt that bad anyway. I've heard of people getting it done. If hurt too bad people, then wouldn't do it. If I want her I have to make sacrifices.' Need I go on?"
"But the branding, I showed her the iron."
"Babe, a symbol of your love? Huh? You messed up bad, Babe. Believe me in few minutes you are going to have a willing love slave come through those doors begging you to take her back. Which means I may have to kill her after all. Just kidding. I don't mind you having a few tools. I know I have your love."
"You better have no tools when I get there. I not good at sharing."
"Thanks that just what I wanted to hear."
"Now, what do I do?"
"The only thing let is the truth. It is going to hurt her bad, because of what you have already done. The only thing is to go through with it and give her to someone else. Either way you have ruined the girl as a potential assistant."
"There has got to be another way. I like this girl. She has so much potential."
"You should have thought of that in the beginning. Listen, Gay, you already wield a lot of power. You will wield more. You have been really good at it so far, but we all make mistakes. So, with this kind of power, you just have to own up to your mistakes and make the best of a bad situation. If it were me, I would go through with it and make her a toy. In the long run, it will damage her the least. A reject at her age could make her suicidal. My suggestion is keep her as a toy and just don't use her much. I don't mind as long as you share."
"With any luck she won't be back and it won't be an issue."
"Yeah, right."
At that moment, Allison opened the door. She was now wearing a loose robe. She said, "I've been thinking..."
Gay sat hard onto the bed and tears ran down her cheek. She knew she had really screwed up the girl's life. She felt dirty. For the first time in a long time, she had no answers.
Gay didn't want a slave, but didn't want a suicidal teen on her hands, either. So, she decided to play the dejected and disappointed lover and maybe get the girl to go away. 'It's worth a shot,' she thought.
So she asked in a gruff voice, "What are you doing back here?"
"My Queen, I had no idea of what it is like to be with another person. I have never even thought of being with another woman or man for that matter. I made a mistake, please forgive me and take me back."
Tears were running down Allison's cheeks. She didn't know what to do with her hands. She shifted from one foot to another, nervously. Gay knew she had to say something, "It's obvious you want another life. So go find it. The mood has been ruined."
The girl plunged to her knees kissing the older woman's feet. She pleaded, "Please, Mistress, take me back. Discipline me for my behavior. Let me demonstrate my love. I will take a thousand lashes without a sound to prove my love to you."
Gay looked down into the girl's eyes and was lost. All she could see is the pain in her blue-green eyes. She knew the girl would harm herself, if Gay rejected her at this moment. The girl sealed her own fate, she dropped her robe, revealing two gold rings hanging from her nipples.
Gay untangled herself from the girl's arms and legs in an effort to get out of bed trying not to wake the sleeping child. She felt dirty. She felt small. She felt defeated. She dressed quickly and went to see the Administrator. Maybe, he could come it with something to do. She was getting desperate.
She walked over to the father's residence, ordering her Amazons on the pain of death to guard the girl and not to follow her. She knocked on the door, which was answered by an apologetic servant, who went to get his master.
A sleepy man wearing a cotton robe entered the room. She like this man and that made her feel even worse. She said, "We need to talk. I have really screwed up."
"I know my daughter. I've gotten reports. So, what have you done, Golden Bitch."
"I deserved that and much worse," she said as she began to explain the situation.
Then, she explained how she thought she had solved the problem. Then, she explained how she had messed up. Finally, she explained how she had taken the girl to bed. She continued to explain, "I saw that she was going to do herself harm, if I rejected her. I could have had her restrained, but I think that would have done more damage. I was very gentle. She's still a virgin, but she was sexually satisfied. I'm so sorry. I don't know where to go from here. I don't want her to live a life as a sex toy for me and my mate. I thought maybe, you had some idea. You know her better than I. I was hoping you knew someone who would marry her and make her happy or I don't know. I'm sure I have ruined this girl for life."
"When I heard that my daughter was going around declaring her love for her Queen. I thought I had made a terrible mistake and turned my daughter over to a cold defiler of young women. There have been a lot of stories about you and about the Conqueror. I was berating myself for stupidity all night. But now, I see, I was right. You are a great leader.
No, listen. Everyone makes mistakes. Believe me I've made plenty. How many men and women have you ordered to there death?"
"Thousands," she said sadly.
"A large burden, isn't it. Yet from your voice, I can see that it has affected you deeply. You mourn all those deaths. That's good. A good leader should never get used to ordering people to their deaths.
However, I think that your mistake in harming the life of this one child has hurt you more than all those deaths. See all those deaths were impersonal. But the effect of your decisions on the life of this child was personal. The fact that it did reflects well on your leadership abilities.
You made a mistake. You did what you could to rectify the mistake. Not only that but you personally came to the other person affected by that poor decision to explain the entire situation. Finally, you sought a better solution. That, my friend, is exceptional leadership.
How old are you?"
"24 or 25, I've lost track since I've been here. Come to think of it I don't even know what the date is."
"Been too busy, huh? Well, another point in your favor. You're really young to have so much thrust on your shoulders. Hell, you're only a few years older than Allison is! The way I see it is that you have done the best you could in a bad situation.
I can't say I'm happy. I can say I understand and I sympathize. You have to understand, you will make more mistakes. You will affect the lives of others adversely. All you can do is do your best and move on. Don't dell on your mistakes. You are a great leader. You will be right more than you will be wrong.
As to my daughter, she's your responsibility now. You took responsibility for her the day you accepted her service. You must do what your conscious tells you to do and live with it. I will not mourn my daughter's lost innocence any longer. I know you will do right by her. Tell her I love her and make sure she writes me. Thank you for coming," he said as he got up and left Gay alone with her own thoughts.
Gay sat in the parlor in her rocker with her three cats. She waited patiently for Allison to wake up. She would also have call Dana and tell her what happened. Finally, she heard the girl open the bedroom door and come out dressed in her robe. She immediately came over and put her head in her Queen's lap. Gay stroked her hair and said, "Little one, go bathe and get dressed for your morning training. We will go down and train. Then, I will have some instructions for you and my staff."
"Yes, Mistress," she said as she went to her room to bathe and get ready.
Gay said to her cat, "Well, Honey, it looks like you're going to have three mommies at least for a while."
Gay rocked and petted. All the time she was thinking, 'General, I hope you're up for some strenuous exercise this morning. I need to reward you for your great advice.'
Gay was on the radio again. "Hello, Baby, looks like we've got a special friend."
"Gay, it was the best you could do under the circumstances."
"I know. I had a talk with her father," Gay informed her as related her conversation with the wise old man.
"Yes, he taught me a lot. He's right you are a great leader. You're a better leader than me. I'm a better ruler, but you're a better leader."
"I know. I'm too nice to be a great ruler."
"No, you're too involved. You take things to heart. Sometimes you have to make decisions and forget about the consequences. You can't do that."
"You're right. Listen I have to go and show off in front of troops."
"Don't be too rough on Hazzard. He meant well. Plus he's a pretty good General."
"You know me so well. He has to be held accountable for his advice. Advice carries a certain amount responsibility."
"I know. Just don't cripple him."
"He won't even need to go to the hospital. Bye."
"Bye," the Conqueror said as she shook her head in sympathy for General Hazzard. But Gay was right. He had to be shown the consequences of bad advice to people who hold lives in their hands.
General Hazzard walked into the training room and saw young Allison sitting lovingly at her Queen's feet, while the dangerous woman stroke the younger girl's hair. Gay looked up at the General and gave him a grin. He swallowed hard. He knew he was in trouble.
Gay said, "General so nice of you to join us. You expressed an interest in sparring with me. Well, General I have decided to reward you for your excellent advice by granting your request."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Think nothing of it, General. I have learned that there comes a certain amount of responsibility with giving advice to people who control the lives of others. So that responsibility deserves rewards. Don't you think?"
"Yes, Your Majesty. I understand you completely."
"I'm glad you understand, General. Now, fellow warriors, today I will give you a lesson in unarmed combat. General, you may keep you sword."
The General signed resigned to take his medicine. She was right. He'd have to be more careful in giving advice to both her and the Conqueror. At least she was letting keep his sword, a lot of good it would do him.
Gay sat in her rocker with Allison sitting at her feet. Her senior staff could see the affection she had for the girl. All of them wondered what the Conqueror's reaction would be. Gay addressed her senior staff; "Allison is now my official concubine. I have consulted my fiancée and she has agreed to the arrangement. Karen you are now responsible for my concubine's training as an Amazon. Don't fail me.
Now, done to business. Doc, how's it going in the hospitals?"
"The original assessment holds."
"Tuck, you're up."
"We finished putting on the final tails, yesterday."
"Wash, talk to me."
"Every three days three cargo flyers arrive at the dock. They are robot-controlled and pressurized. The cargoes are loaded and the flyers depressurized, killing any stowaways. The docks themselves are always closed. They are only opened by a remote connection, when the flyers come in to deliver or receive goods. The dock platforms are sixty feet off the ground."
Karen said, "My Queen, you're looking to escape?"
"Karen, not really, but I wanted an plan just in case. However, it doesn't sound promising."
Gay retired to her room with her new concubine and said, "Allison, I have made you my concubine. You will always have my affection, but Dana has my love. I will do my best to make your life a happy one. Do you have any questions?"
"Yes, Mistress, when do I get my other rings and things."
"Not necessary, Little One. I'm happy with"
"I want to please you, Mistress. You said that would please you."
"Little one, I was wrong when I told you that. Little one, I will never hurt you, again. I have made a lot of mistakes in how I have treated you. I don't want to make any more."
"You have made me happy. How can that be bad?"
"I hope you never find out."
Two weeks later, while her new concubine was visiting her father. Gay contacted her love. She said, "Hey, Love."
"You sound down."
"Well actually I feel guilty."
"You're enjoying your concubine, too much. You feel like you're betraying me."
"Yeah."
"Baby, I know the circumstances. Do you love this girl?"
"No. I do like her a lot."
"Do you love me?"
"Yes and I like you a lot"
"Would you rather be with me or her?"
"You."
"Then, there is nothing to worry about. I welcome my Queen and my Concubine in a fitting manner when you both arrive. I am still working on finding her a new master, if you don't mind."
"I have to approve him."
"That's fair. When you guys coming?"
"We leave in two days."
"Then I see you in four days."
Gay mounted her silver stallion and Allison mounted a small roan mare that her father had given her. The Amazon dancers were out in front. And her warriors were lined up in formation behind their queen. It was a very impressive display. General Hazzard rode up on his black stallion, his bruise were almost gone.
He said, "Are you ready, Your Majesty."
"Yes, General. Let's go."