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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 13
Chapter 11: Interventions
The next morning, the Conqueror sat on her throne and said to her court, "Let it be known that this day I do make Concubine Allison, my second Consort. She is to have full powers of reign. Her word is our word. Does anyone object?"
No one dared to object, the Conqueror's temper was well known. So she continued, "Good, Scribbler, I want the documents finished by noon and distributed by tomorrow."
Gay then spoke, 'I want the Doctor, Wash, Tuck, and Karen to remain. Karen I want you to send for Ayla. Jenny will have to do without her for a while."
Karen thought for a minute, 'Whom do I send? It will have to be someone with patient and a thick skin. Jenny will be fit to be tied. And Ayla will turn the messenger's blood cold if she isn't tough enough to endure Ayla's cold stare. Yolanda, she needs to get out of the Conqueror's way anyway. She can't keep her eyes from scanning Allison. The Conqueror noticed but was restrained by Gay, but that won't last if Yolanda keeps it up.'
Gay could hear Karen thinking on whom to send. 'I hope she decides on Yolanda. That girl is going to get herself killed. I'm losing patience with her constant ogling of Allison. And I have a ton more patience than Dana.'
Karen responded, "Yes, my Queen. Will there be a written message for Yolanda to deliver."
Dana looked up with a half grin and raised eyebrow. Gay broke out with a smile. Allison breathed out a sigh. She knew the tension that Yolanda was creating with her stares. Allison would have talked to the Amazon, but thought that would have made things worse. Gay responded, "No just verbal. And tell Yolanda she will remain to protect Jenny while Allison is gone."
Everyone agreed with that command.
After the court had cleared and the doors were closed the war council had its first meeting. Gay started the meeting by saying, "Everything said in this room stays in this room. Karen when we meet I want Royal Amazon Guards at every entrance and I want every shadow searched for spies."
Karen responded, "Yes, my Queen."
Allison spoke next, "The need for secrecy is vital. What we are planning is necessary, but risky. You must trust us that what we are about to propose is totally necessary. If anyone does not wish to risk his or her life, we will understand. All you have to do is leave now. If you stay then we assume you are in and there is no backing out."
Each of them looked at each other and knew no one would back away from any of these women. They had risked their lives before on nothing more than faith in these women. So why start doubting them now.
Dana, Gay and Allison smiled a knowing smile. They had expected, even anticipated this exact response. So Dana dropped the bomb, "Alright, you have decided to take part in our plan to take over this prison and destroy the Stratiotis a Masonos Conglomerate."
The war council stared for a moment at the three women with their mouths open. When Tuck broke the silence with, "Okay, in for a penny in for a pound. What do we do?"
Wash asks, "Do you have a plan or we gathering information for a plan?"
Gay answered, "Both. When I saw those transports on the Sixth Circle, I knew of a way out of here."
Wash replied, "Gay I told you those ships are depressurized after take off. It would kill anybody in the vehicle."
Gay smiled and said, "Wash, what if there were a hole in the side of that transport?"
Realization dawned on Wash's face. As Dana said, "Exactly. When she told me her idea, I knew it wouldn't work for escaping. Real time satellites monitor the place. The eye in the sky would see the venting and know there was a problem. But it did give me a germ of an idea. What if we could override the programming of the transport and use it to transport troops to the heliport on top of the prison."
Tuck then said, "Well there are only two of things at a time. We could only transport three or four hundred men."
Allison said, "It's 328 men with weapons. I did the math. So I asked them what good would 328 men armed with crossbows and swords do against several hundred men with pulse rifles."
Gay said, "So, I pointed out that most of the men with the pulse rifles must be some place else. And then I remember the carts in which we carried the supplies and medicines. I asked why weren't they delivered by transport like so many other goods."
Dana said, "I told her the reason they said was so the Doctor could distribute the drugs as he descended through hell. There is another reason, we won't go into."
Gay knew that reason was to create a second general in her, but they couldn't tell the others, "We can't tell you everything we know, because if this fails and you knew the entire truth. They would be forced to kill you."
Karen asked, "Well what about you three? You know the entire truth."
Allison said, "They won't kill us, unfortunately. They'd like to take me prisoner. They have other plans for Dana and Gay."
So, Dana said, "Therefore, if we fail you must kill Gay and me. Then you must keep Allison save, because she will be the only one to know the whole truth."
Wash said, "So you mention the prison guards being occupied elsewhere, when we strike the roof."
Gay asked, "We?"
Wash replied, "Gay, you and I know that the Amazon Scouts are the best choice for that job."
Gay said, "I agree with you, but you won't be leading them. I need you and Tuck producing explosives. We'll need some shaped charges to punch a couple holes in the transports. We'll also something that punch open the vault door."
Dana said, "Dana don't forget we'll need something to blow their communications, but nothing we can't repair later."
Allison elaborated, "By blowing a hole in the vault door. They will think it is a direct assault and move to defend the entrance."
Gay said, "We'll need to get a team inside to take out their communication to the outside and to disrupt their communication between units. They depend too much on their technology. We will take advantage of that."
Wash commented, "How do you plan to do that?"
Gay smiled and responded, "Remember the carts, we will order a large supply of a drug to fight an epidemic somewhere. Doc, I need you to come up with something convincing. We'll blood and urine samples to convince them."
Doc thought for a second and said, "Well we did have an outbreak of yellow fever. Fourteen cases, but we have it contained. We got samples left from it. I was going to ask if I could get them analyzed."
Dana smiled and said, "Perfect Doc, I need them by the end of the day. Wash and Tuck, how soon for the explosives."
Tuck answered, "We can have the explosive ready in twelve hours. The shaped charges will take another 24 hours for designing and forming. We could be ready to go in 2 or 3 days."
Allison spoke with authority, "Take three. We need time to gather our forces and get the leaders in place. Gay is going to lead the attack on the tower. Karen you will lead the vault attack. Dana will lead the reserves. Ayla will take over my Royal Guard."
Gay ordered, "Wash, I want the best of my Amazon Scouts in place on the Sixth Circle by tomorrow morning. My best 320, I need the weight for a couple of surprises."
Dana warned, "Everything must remain secret. No one is to know anything, except what we three tell them. No seconds, no lovers, no one is learn a thing from your lips."
After the others left, Allison asked, "Did we tell them too much?"
Gay answered, "Enough for now, but we'll tell them the whole plan at the final briefing. I need to get to the Sixth Circle. I'll take a radio."
Gay kissed each of her lovers and left for the stables. Dana looked at Allison and said, "You did well. I have every confidence in you."
Allison smiled and said, "Thank you. Now, you have a longer ride to the First Circle. Take a radio. Kiss me and go."
Dana took the radio and kissed the young woman and strode toward the stables. Allison was left alone for the first time as ruler of Hell. She allowed herself a single tear and then set herself for the longest four days of her short life.
Allison held court that afternoon. She heard the reports from the various departments and levels. She gave final approval on several new projects. Then came the judgments. The first judgment involved a dispute between a potter and a woman. The potter had made three pot specially ordered by the woman. She paid half up front. Then when delivered the pots, she said they were inferior workmanship and refused to pay the rest of the money.
Allison asked, "May I examine the pots?"
The Corporal of the guard brought two pots to her. The young examined each pot carefully. Then she asked the woman, "What is wrong with them?"
The woman said regally, "They are inferior workmanship. They lack style and grace."
Allison further asked, "Did you request style and grace when you ordered them?"
The audience snickered at the obvious sarcasm. However, the woman continued her bluster, "You do not have to order style and grace. How absurd? You sit there pretending to be regal when everyone knows you are just the toy of those two lesbians."
Allison just smiled and said, "Well it may be pretending, but those guards aren't. You pay double for the pots. You will pay double that to this court in fines for wasting its time and contempt of court. And you will pay with twenty lashes for insulting my Consorts. You should feel lucky for if the Conqueror have heard your remarks, you would decorating a tree right now. Make her pay the fines then take her to the whipping post. For her insult to me, I will perform the punishment myself."
The woman went pale and ineffectively fought the hold of the Royal Guards who drag her to the potter, who face was smiling; though his mouth was not. The Guards handed her, her purse with which she paid the potter. Then they drag her to scribe to pay the court fine. Then they drag her out to the punishment field.
The next cases went very smoothly and no one showed the slightest disrespect.
Allison was beside herself. She knew her sentence was right. She had to be taken seriously. The three of them had gone over it a hundred times. The first person that showed the slightest disrespect must be given stern punishment. Dana also told her that she personally must do it to show strength.
Allison knew that this was important. She had to appear strong. So, she wiped her face and took her whip and strode out to the punishment field. The terrified woman had been tied to the post for three hours. Her top had been stripped for the whipping. So her ample breast had been viewed by many.
Allison hadn't ordered this, but she knew her Amazon were angry over the insult to their Queen's Consort. They knew Allison and they knew those words had hurt her and totally unfounded in fact. The woman was totally broken and she begged for forgiveness. She pleaded, "I know I was wrong. Please forgive me. I will never do any wrong again. I know my pride has done this to me. But I have no more pride. Please, spare me this."
Allison wanted to relent. She wanted to let this woman go, but she couldn't. Too much rode on her gaining enough respect to control a ruthless bunch of felons. She could show THIS woman no pity. Allison spoke clearly, "Should you survive this ordeal, remember your own words. Remember that 'pride goest before the fall.' I will count them for you."
Allison uncoiled the whip. Gay had shown her the basics of using a whip. And she had had a few weeks of training. Gay and Dana said it was a necessary skill. Now, she wished she had practiced more. One, two, three, four, ..., after the fourteenth stroke the woman collapsed, but ruthlessly Allison forced herself to go on and complete the punishment.
Allison ordered, "Doc check her."
Allison held her breath. Dana or Gay could have given that many without making the woman collapse. She prayed for the woman to live. Doc looked at her and said, "She's alive, but barely."
Allison knew the law. She must remain on display for 48 hours. So she said, "Treat her here, Doc. She must remain on display for 48 hours."
With that the young woman coiled her whip and strode confidently to her quarters. The crowd bowed to her and her Guard proudly fell in step behind her. They stood proudly at their stations as one held the door open for their Queen's lady. Allison went into the room and threw the whip across the room.
Then she looked up and Gay was sitting on the bed. She said, "If I ride hard I can make it by morning. I can give you three hours, Sweetness. You did well. I am so proud of you. Ruling is not easy. I know that cost you dearly. But if come here I will try to take some of the pain away."
Allison saw the open arms and ran into them. She sobbed openly upon the shoulder of the woman she loved and admired. Gay stroked her hair and hummed a lovely tune.
A gasp and a quiet moan were the only responses from Allison as Gay released the buttons on the young woman's formal robes. Spreading her hands wide on each hip, Gay slowly pushed the material down, underwear in tow. Allison quivered and then cried out as the cool recycled air hit her overheated thighs and wet slit. The young woman ached; her stomach was twisted from the insides and was pulsating with need. She clenched her teeth to keep from pleading. Allison knew she didn't want to speed up the process.
With her body molded to her young lover's back and in the span of a heartbeat, Gay plunged two fingers into Allison from behind with passion and without warning. The impassioned young woman just simply screamed. Allison's body was pushed forward by the momentum of Gay's strokes. The aroused consort was saved from harm by the firm hand encasing a hip.
Allison sobbed as she arched her back, trying to move with her lover. Her young body was inflame with desire and she wanted it squelched quickly. Endeavoring to do just that, the hot-blooded young woman tried to slam her hips into the rhythmic strokes, attempting to force a quicker the pace.
With that one strong hand, Gay guided and controlled Allison's hips, damping their movement to a slow and maddening pace. Then, Gay added another finger. She thrust deep and slowly while caressing the slick inner walls. Delicately Gay allowed her thumb to brush Allison's clit screamed in cruel empathy.
Gay beheld her fingers as they disappear into Allison's drenched slit. She watched the drops of sweat run down her lover's back. The Queen watched her Consort's body twitch and tremble with each thrust. Gay witnessed it all; completely and totally enthralled by the response of her newly experienced lover. Gay's legs wobbled, and her arousal heightened. Her heart threatened to burst out of her chest. Yet, Gay continued to thrust slowly, deeply. She listened as Allison sobbed and moaned in delight, boiling her blood.
Gay moaned in pure pleasure. Bent over her young Consort, Gay protracted the activity rubbing the hard tips of her breast up and down Allison's back. Gay compounded her pleasure, while bringing Allison further frustration and desire. Suddenly, Gay released Allison's hips, letting her set her own pace.
Gay began rubbing, pinching and pulling, the golden rings on the young woman's taunt nipples. The young woman sighed at being so utterly filled; her howls of passion sounding like that of a wild, wounded beast, high pitched and guttural. Allison's hips smacked against the accommodating fingers at the gait she wanted hot, deep, and hard. The sounds of Allison's building orgasm were bringing Gay closer to the Promised Land.
Gay's cries of voluptuousness were deep throaty moans and the light, wet smacking of her lover's body against her hand were bringing on Gay's orgasm. Gay knew they were close. So, she finished the action when she pinched the young woman's enrage clit with her other hand. Allison exploded in orgasm. Without Gay's support Allison would have collapsed into oblivion.
Allison could feel the heat from and need from her lover. So, she forced herself upright and turned to face her lover. Then Allison pushed Gay onto the bed and buried her tongue in Gay's wet slit. When the young girl's teeth bushed Gay's swollen clit, she exploded. Then, the two spent women crawled under the covers and went to sleep.
Gay quietly untangled herself from young limbs and hurriedly dressed. She ran to the stable, where her silver stallion was waiting. She jumped into the saddle and was galloping hard toward the Sixth Circle. Her guard could barely keep pace.
She looked back and saw a white figure standing on their balcony and knew that the hard ride had been worth it.
Dana and her five Amazon Scouts watch the vault door, waiting for the carts to come out with the much-needed medical supplies. This was going to be the tricky part. They needed to slip in and disabled the guards without tripping any alarms.
They would set the charges on the vault door and then find the communication areas and disable their communications. After that they would blow the door and that would signal the frontal attack.
The vault door was opened two guards came out to protect the entrance. On Dana's signaled the local guards to come up to take possession of the carts. While they were being search by the two cart guards, the Amazons took out the guards on the carts. At her nod the local guards took out the two guards searching them.
With entranced block by the carts, Dana and her Amazons slipped into the main facility. There were two guards, who were totally unprepared. The control room and the power plant were instantly taken over. Dana called over her guards and said, "We caught a break, bring up the troops. We won't have to blow the vault door. We'll mass here and take them room by room."
Dana radioed Gay to start her operation.
Gay had her people in place. The transports were arriving in one hour. When the supplies were being unloaded and the charges in place, she would blow a hole in transport and disable the auto pilot. She had two transport pilots in her team. Before their incarceration they had made their living smuggling contraband and drug using transports just like these. It would be their job to control the ride to the top of the facility.
When the transports arrived her team began the unloading the new supplies. Gay went in to inspect the placement of the charges and then noticed the simple lock on the control room door. She easily picked the lock she called for her pilot who disengaged the auto-pilot and the decompression unit. Gay called in her people, "We'll caught a break. Remove the charges we won't need them. Remove the crates and call in our team. We need to get moving."
She received a radio-call from Dana, which meant she was in position. She got her team into the transports and went to the top of the facility. They had anticipated radio calls from the facility tower, asking why they were deviating from their flight plan, but none came.
They made the roof and the strike teams were out instantly, looking for targets. There were none. Cautiously, they approach the stairway down. The guards in the tower had fallen asleep and were easily subdued. 'Both guards in the tower asleep? This is too easy,' Gay thought and called Dana.
The radio squawked, "Come in, Dana, this Gay, over."
Dana answered, "I thought we were going to have radio silence. Have you secured the tower?"
Gay replied with unease, "Oh yeah, it was easy. The guards in the tower had fallen asleep."
Dana didn't like that answer and asked, "The guards in the control room were hazy. What is going on?"
Gay had a bad feeling about this and responded, "I don't know, but this is too damn easy. You be careful."
Dana agreed, "You, too."
As Dana went down on corridor to the next and through each room, she found that people were engaged in personal activity. No one seemed to be on duty. She was becoming terrified of what lied ahead. Finely a scout came back and said, "Mistress, I have found the main body. They are having some sort of celebration in the next corridor and three doors down on the right."
Gay was also finding little to no resistance. Several of guardrooms for the holding cells were occupied, but without any prisoners to watch, they hadn't been expecting trouble. Finally, she met light resistance when her group captured the guard's armory. They then armed themselves with more high tech weaponry. They each took one extra weapon for their comrades on the lower floors. Gay was astonished at the size of the armory for such a prison.
Gay's group continued it's search until, her scouts reported they had contacted Dana's scouts and that the Conqueror requested a meeting. Gay followed the scout to the rendezvous point.
Dana smiled and said, "Welcome, to the Twilight Zone."
Gay handed her partner a pulse rifle and said, "We met only light resistance. What the hell is going on?"
Dana shrugged and said, "You got me, but the main body is in the recreation center having a party. The door right in front of you."
Gay said, "My Amazons are arming your troops with pulse rifles. I say we leave Karen to take the rec center and you and I hit the admin wing."
Dana said, "Sounds like a plan."
They called Karen over. They gave her instructions and went to check out the admin wing. They found nothing but empty offices until they hit the warden's office and was greeted by a smiling voice that said, "Ah you've finally made it. I thought you take at least thirty more minutes. Sorry about the timing."
Dana and Gay looked at each other with puzzled glanced and Gay asked, "Timing?"
The interesting woman answered, "Why, I timed starting the coffee wrong. It's still got five minutes before its ready. But won't you sit down and get comfortable. While I tell you why I sent for you.
In the throne room on the Seventh Circle, Ayla is desperately pulling a wounded Allison to safety. The palace had been attacked by over a hundred heavily armed troops. They had projectile weapons. Someone was playing it smart, energy weapons would have shown up on the prison security panels.
What they hadn't counted on the determination of one young woman. Allison had rallied her outnumbered and out-equipped troops and attacked. It had been brutal, but all those months of lessons from the Queen and the Conqueror had paid dividends. Only six of the attacking force remained.
The bad news was Allison had been shot in the last assault and was badly hurt. Ayla had her bow and four shots in her appropriated handgun. Doc had a rifle and a handgun. Wash had his bow and a rifle. Tuck was badly hit and lying in the back room. Suddenly, Wash was shooting his bow. Ayla heard two distinct grunts. Wash held up two fingers.
Ayla called out, "You have three men left. Surrender now or die."
To her relief, Alya heard the reinforcements come-in and finish up. An Amazon scout appeared holding a handgun and said, "Sir, we have captured the last of the intruders. We have found forty-seven of the Royal Guards, thirty-six are dead and eleven are terribly wounded."
Ayla looked at the Doctor working feverishly on Allison. She asked, "How bad, Doc?"
"Bad enough, but she's young and strong. She has a good chance. Tuck is in better shape. One of my healers is already got him stable. Send for more healers and see to the wounded. I'll take care of Allison. You need to radio Gay. Don't beat yourself up. They had surprise, numbers and superior weaponry, yet you prevailed, no could have done better."
"You're wrong, Doc. I was beaten. I was trying to find a way to get Allison out of here. She wouldn't leave. She rallied the troops. I just followed her lead. She was just like..."
"Gay, I know. Call Gay. She has to know."
Gay received a radio signal and answered, "I'm kind of busy right now."
Ayla spoke, "My Queen."
Gay was instantly alert. Dana saw the reaction and said, "What's happened?"
Gay told Dana, "Ayla's calling."
Dana paled because she knew that Allison wasn't capable of calling if it was Ayla. Gay spoke into the radio, "How bad is she?"
"Doc says she has a good chance, but she was shot high in her right shoulder."
"Shot, what the hell happened?"
"The palace was attacked by a force of one hundred and eight men armed with rifle and handguns. We have sixteen prisoners and control of the palace. I have reinforcements from the Sixth Circle. But most of the Royal Guard is dead.
I tried to get her to leave, but she refused. You should have seen her. She was everywhere. She rallied the troops and led every attack. On the last assault, she was hit. The one who shot her will take a long time to die. They were out to kill her. She was the target."
"Ayla, it sounds like you did everything you could keep us informed."
Gay looked at the warden with death in her eyes and asked, "Why did you try to kill Allison?"
Dana drew her knife and had it the Warden's throat with cold anger in her cold blue eyes.