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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 8
Chapter 7: The Fifth Circle
The silver hue horse that Gay rode contrasted with her red-tinted golden hair to display a woman of regal beauty. As she rode done the street toward the residence of the Administrator of the Fifth Circle, Amazon danced before her. On-lookers gaped at the spectacle that had come to be associated with the Queen of the Amazons.
Gay hated every minute of it, though her bright smile never left her face. At one point, Gay spotted a young child sitting on the ground and crying among the throng. She dismounted her horse and walked to the young child and asked, "Where is your mommy little one?"
Then she asked the crowd, "Who claims this child? Does anyone know this child's mother?"
A small frail teenager, no more than 15 came forward and said, "She is my child, Your Majesty."
"Your child, you couldn't have been more than 12 when this child was born."
"Your Majesty, I was 13, when she was born. Two men raped me. She was born 9 months later."
"You will come with me, Child. Shep, come and help this girl. Have her and her child examined by the Doctor. Have her and the child cleaned up and brought to my quarters."
"Yes, My Queen."
Gay remounted her stallion and continued the parade. She was determined to get to the bottom of this.
Gay entered the Administrator's residence and found a palace. Paintings on the wall, woven rugs on the floor and elegant furniture decorated the spacious residence. She was lead into a large dining room, where the Administrator was sitting eating lunch.
Never one to beat around the bush, Gay said, "Why weren't you outside to meet me?"
"Your Majesty, I was well represented."
"You should have met me. Why are you eating while I am parading outside?"
"Your Majesty, I meant no offense."
"Too bad, because I am offended. Wash, take this man to prison. I want this house search completely. I want to know how this man has accumulated all this wealth. You are relieved of your administrative duties."
"You can't do that I was appointed by the Conqueror, herself," he said feebly.
"I am her betrothed. What to call her and see who she backs?"
He knew that call meant certain death. This woman might be reasoned with. But the Conqueror was certain death. So he said, "No, I stand by your judgment, Your Majesty."
"Good my judgment is jail," she said as she sat at the dining table, "Bring me something to eat. Sit down everybody looks like there's plenty here."
As the Queen and her troops were eating lunch, Shep came in with girl and her child.
"Shep come and have lunch. Girl, join us. Someone find some milk for the child."
"She can eat from my plate, Your Majesty," the girl said shyly.
"Nonsense child, she shall have her own plate. Shep, this girl is terrified, what did you tell her about me," Gay quipped with the easily flummoxed Amazon. Shep was her guard captain and took every word Gay said seriously. So, Gay felt obligated to torture her with her caustic humor.
"Nothing, My Queen. I did as you asked. She was in this state, since you gave her to my care."
"Child you have nothing to fear from me or my Amazons. We are going to help you."
"Are you going to take my baby away," the girl asked the question that was burning in her mind.
Gay noticed that she dropped the honorific, but chose to ignore it and said, "No, Child, what ever gave you that idea. We will help you, but the baby is yours."
Gay could see the relief as the girl's terror melted away. Gay smiled at the young woman and the little girl in order to ease their discomfort. So she said, "What's name, Child?"
"Jenny, Your Majesty"
"And Jenny, what is the child's name?"
"Auel, Your Majesty."
"Ah, do you read then, Jenny."
"Yes, Your Majesty, but we only had the one book, Valley of the Horses."
"Ah, Jenny, how do you live?"
"My mother gives me some food. My father gives me a few pennies every once in a while. I mostly sleep on the streets, Your Majesty."
"Child, do you know these men who raped you?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, sometimes they'll pull me into their house with other people and make me have sex with everyone. They make my baby watch. Then, they give a few pennies and make me go," the young woman broke down into tears.
"Child, I promise no one will ever harm you again. Shep, I want you to take care of this personally. Find them and bring them to me. Find a place for the mother and child, too. Shep, I want somebody's balls for this."
Shep was shocked her Queen hardly ever used such language. So she kept her thoughts to herself and said, "Yes, My Queen."
Two men dressed in only loin clothes stood before Gay, as she sat idly in her rocking chair petting her favorite cat, Honey. Six angry Amazons had dragged them from their beds. They taken several blows in their effort to resist the Queen's summons.
"Child, come forward. Are these the men?"
It was obvious from the expressions on their faces that were acquainted with the girl.
It was also obvious that they were guilty. Yet, one of them had enough nerve to say, "I don't know what that slut told you, but didn't do her nothing"
"It's them, Your Majesty," she said with triumph in her voice.
The honorific title had taken the air out of one of the men. The other started to say something, but silence with a raised hand belonging to Gay. She said, "You guilty of rape and failure to provide for this child. Therefore, it is my ruling that all you worldly possessions will be sold and the proceeds give to this woman for the care of her daughter. You will serve five years at hard labor. Additionally, you have a chose, either you can be neutered or given 100 lashes."
They both chose the lashes, figuring they wouldn't survive. They survived, Gay made sure of it.
Jenny and Auel were given rooms in the Administrator's residence. Shep was showing them to their room when Jenny commented, "Shep is an unusual name."
"That's not my real name," she replied.
"What is your real name?"
"Jezebel, I hate it."
"I think it is a pretty name, but it doesn't suit you. You are more of Ayla," Jenny said as they arrived at the young woman's room, "Please come in. You have been so nice. And what to talk to you."
"Okay," the big woman said shyly.
The room was really a suite with a bedroom, a bathroom and a parlor. It was luxuriously furnished. The young woman gasped, "It's huge. The parlor is bigger than my family's house. Please thank the Queen for me."
"I chose this room for you."
"You did! Thank you. You don't talk much do you?"
"Not much."
"I love to talk. I talk all the time."
To this statement Shep could only smile. Jenny continued, "Why do they call you Shep?"
"Because of my weapon."
"Huh?"
"I carry a shepherd staff, not a war staff, like the Queen's"
"Oh, why is that."
"I grew up on the Third Circle, where they raise sheep. I wasn't a good shepherd. And I bored easily. So, I started practicing using my shepherd's staff for a weapon. One day, the Queen, she was just a warlord then, saw me and asked me to join her army.
Well, she went to village elders and took me and two others to join her. One of them studied healing. Like you she said my name didn't suit me. So, she started calling me Shepherd. Everybody thought it was too long. So it became Shep."
"See you can talk if you want."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Call me Jenny, we're friends, right?"
"Okay, Jenny. You can call me Shep."
"I don't like it. It's doesn't suit you. I will call you Ayla."
"Who is Ayla?"
"Ayla is a heroin in a book I read when I was a girl. She was my hero. Like you are."
"I'm no hero. I'm just an Amazon."
"You're my hero."
Gay sat in her parlor talking to her love over the radio.
"Did you like my present," asked the Conqueror?
"I did and I ride him, but you should have asked. I would have said yes."
"I just couldn't take the chance, Love."
"So, how are things on the Fifth Circle?"
"The worst, yet. The reason the production is so low is that half the work force is too sick to work. They can't afford food or medicine, when they aren't working. So, they end up dying."
"Fire him."
"Been there, done that. Wrote the book. Starred in the movie. But I did that before I found out about the conditions here. Otherwise I might have been tougher on him."
"Oh, why did you fire him?"
"He didn't meet me on the street. He made me come into his house to get him, while he ate his lunch. Then, he said, you're going to love this; I couldn't fire him, because you were his bud. That he would appeal to you."
"If he appeals I'll kill him."
"I offered to make the call, but he changed his mind."
"I bet."
"So, you going to be a while straightening that mess out."
"At least three months. Don't forget rooting out the rebels."
"Damn, I miss you."
"Me, too, but we'll always have Paris."
"Just what I need a romantic for a wife."
"You know you love it. Just like I love you. Bye."
"Love you too, Bye."
Guy, Shep, Jenny, Auel, Doc, Wash, Tuck and five other Amazons were having dinner in the big dining room.
Gay was combining business with dinner. She asked the Doctor, "Doc, how bad?"
"Boy, Gay, it's a mess. I have to fumigate most of the structures. Half the population is infected. Loses will be high, but I can save most of them. I'm going to need all my healers for this one."
"Tuck, can you get by with apprentice healers on your raids?"
"I guess, I'll have to. Doc, give me you best apprentices, though."
"Okay."
"Wash, have you track the leadership here?"
"I got an agent inside. He should be meeting them tonight."
"Shep, have all the troops been housed and what is the situation?"
"Yes they have, My Queen. Most of them could be housed in the barracks on this estate. I have the officers and the Royal Guard housed here. I found apartments for Jenny and Auel, Wash, Tuck and of course yourself."
"Where are you staying," asked Gay?
"With me, Your Majesty," Jenny spoke up, "If it's alright. I have that big place and it's so lonely. I just couldn't think of Ayla staying alone in a guardroom. So, I asked to stay with me."
"Ayla, who is Ayla?"
Shep nervously answered, "Me."
Jenny broke in and said, "Yes, I call her that. Neither Shep nor Jezebel suited her. So I thought Ayla suited her much more. I mean does she look like a Shep or a Jezebel. No, she deserves a hero's name. I blabbering again, sorry, Your Majesty."
Gay used her glass to hide her smile. With a knowing eye she looked at Shep, who eyes were scowling at her Amazon guards. They, too, were having trouble keeping a straight face. Wash and Tuck weren't even trying. Doc had his hand over his mouth, desperately trying to hold it in. Gay finally said, "I see. I think it is a good arrangement, Ayla."
It was too much the whole table burst into laughter, as the newly named Ayla blushed to her toes. Jenny was indignant, "Why is everyone laughing? It is a fine name and she deserves it."
Ayla was pleading with her eyes for Jenny to drop it. Gay took pity on the poor Amazon, who she could see was totally infatuated with the young mother and said, "You are correct it is an excellent name and fits her well."
That night Gay radioed her love again. She related the events of the night. Dana was bursting with laughter. Gay could hear the tears.
"She must have been ready to crawl under the table," said the Conqueror.
"More likely the floor. She's in love with the girl. And the girl is in love with her. They just don't know it, yet. I guess I'm going to lose another Guard Captain."
"Dear, I love you, but are very careless with your Guard Captains."
Gay was working hard on production quotas, schedules and projections, when Jenny asked to see her. She hated what she was doing, so she decided to take a break. Jenny shyly enter the room and said, "Your Majesty, I want to talk to you."
"When we're alone, call me, Gay."
"Okay, Queen Gay, I want to talk to you about living here."
"You don't like your room?"
"No, no, Queen Gay, nothing like that. I love my room, but I don't like getting something for nothing. I want you to give me a job. So, I can earn my way here. I do want to stay, but I feel guilty..."
"I see. I understand you can read. Can you write?"
"Yes, Queen Gay."
"Please, when we are alone, just Gay. All this stuff is driving me nuts."
"Okay, Gay."
"Good. I have the perfect job for you. You will be my personal assistant. You will do my correspondence. You make my schedule. You sit in on all my meetings. I want you watch me carefully and learn. Can you do that?"
"Yes, Gay."
"Good, let's get started.
"Great news, Baby, I found a new administrator."
"Really, so when can you leave?"
"Listen, remember the young girl I was telling you about, Jenny. Well, she is fantastic. She's so bright. I've been having her assist me for a couple of days now and she is good."
"Gay, Honey, she's a kid."
"She's raised a baby for over two years on her own. She's hardly a kid. She's young, but she's sharp. She's instinctive. Plus, she'll have Ayla."
"Ah, Ayla's the muscle and she's the brains."
"Much like us."
"Oh, that was nasty. Furthermore, I think you have brains, too."
"Touché. Listen give me four more weeks with her and I'm out of here."
As Jenny was putting Auel to bed, she was telling Ayla about her day and how she much she was learning from the Queen. She tucked the child into her bed as she said, "Ayla, you should see her work. She is so smart. And talk about take no prisoners. Today, one of the production managers tried to yell at her. She just looked up at him and said, 'You can leave this office in one of two ways. You can turn and run or you can be carried out.'
Well he turned white as a ghost and flew out of the room. She just looked up at me and winked. She said, 'The louder they yell, the dumber they are. Never back down from a bully, it only encourages them.'
She is something."
"Yes, she is sweetness. What was that guy's name?"
"Bradford Keats. Why?"
"Oh, nothing," as she made a mental note to go take to Mr. Keats about proper respect for her Queen and her lover.
Jenny came and sat on Ayla's lap and leaned into her arms. It felt so natural. It felt so comfortable. It felt like home. Jenny said, "I could spend my life like this."
"Not with your appetite. You'd starve in a day," she said with a smirk.
"I thought you liked to watch me eat," Jenny pouted.
"Sweetness, I like to watch you."
Jenny rewarded her lover with a kiss for such a fine answer. Ayla stood up with her precious package in her arms and walked to the bedroom. She gently laid her into the bed and lay down beside her. The large woman softly stroked Jenny's honey colored hair.
Reverently, Ayla leaned down and kissed the younger woman. Jenny responded with a moan and opened her lips. They began to explore each other's mouths with their tongues. Jenny released another moan and put her hands behind Ayla's head and pulled her closer.
Ayla's hand cupped the young woman's firm breast and started to caress it. Finally, Ayla said, "We have on way too many clothes."
Ayla got up to close the door so as not disturb their baby girl and began to disrobe. Ayla sensually strolled toward Jenny causing the little mother to moan audibly with anticipation. "I love the way you move," the young woman said.
Ayla hopped up on their bed and straddled the naked woman. Jenny placed her hand gently on Ayla's wet slit. Her hands then moved and began to softly caress both of Ayla's legs ever so slowly. She then lifted her head slightly and placed her tongue against the guard captain's hidden clit. Ayla's head fell back as a groan ripped from her throat.
Gently, Ayla pushed her lover onto her backed and lowered her body onto the smaller woman. Using her arms to keep her weight off the young mother, Ayla began to stroke the young woman between the legs with her naked thigh. An almost growl escaped Jenny's throat.
Ayla slowly began to kiss and suckle Jenny's earlobes, first one, then the other. Then Ayla kissed the young woman lightly on the lips using just her lips. Then, she used her tongue draw a line from her lover's lips to her ample cleavage. Ayla softly licked the perspiration from between Jenny's breasts. Then, she used her tongue to mark a path from the Jenny's cleavage to her right breast. She licked smaller and smaller circles on that breast until she circled the nipple.
Jenny released another moan. Then her left breast received the same treatment. Ayla moved her hand to Jenny legs and separated them. She, then, inserted two fingers and stroked her slit for about two minutes, and then Ayla stopped.
Ayla lower herself further onto the bed until her head was looking into Jenny's slit. She could see the inexperienced woman lead release. So, Ayla caught the girl's slit between her teeth and began to suckle. Then, she began to masturbate the girl with two fingers. In no time, the young woman was arching her back to encourage more contact. Finally, she exploded with an excited scream.
Ayla moved back up and passionately kissed her lover. She looked into her lover's hazel eyes saw a satisfied glow, which made her feel complete. She didn't know how long this would last. She was the Queen's Guard Captain and destined to also accompany the Queen. She hoped the Queen would be taking her new assistant with her, when she left.
Three weeks later, Jenny was doing almost all the daily stuff, plus most of the production stuff. She still had trouble dealing with gruff people, Gay knew she was ready to take over. So she announced, "Ayla, I leave one week from today. Get everything ready."
Ayla had to know, so she asked, "Will you be taking Jenny with you?"
"No, Jenny is going to be the new administrator here. That is what I have trained for."
Ayla was crushed, but managed to hide it and said, "I will get right on it, My Queen."
"In a second, Jenny, are you ready for this job?"
"No, Ma'am."
"Why? I think you are ready."
"I still have trouble dealing with aggressive people."
"You're right, you are not good at dealing with such persons, but Ayla is."
Ayla's heart lifted. Then she heard Gay say, "Ayla will stay as your personal body guard. She can do the intimidating for you."
"Then we get to stay together?"
"Yes, if you that is what you want."
"Oh yes, that is exactly what I want."
The two lovers moved together and kissed. Gay left quietly. She understood the need for privacy sometimes. Furthermore after being deprived for so long and seeing that display, she needed a bath, better yet a cold shower.
Gay left the young couple in charge and mounted her horse and said, "I wish you both the best. I see you have found love in each other. I am so happy for you. I know what it's like. But you know I can't seem to keep a Guard Captain."