Jezz and Edge

The door the The Electric Raven opened. A figure exited and headed toward them. The figure was wearing a long, dark trench-coat and a fedora pulled down low, keeping his face in shadows. He stopped in front of Jezz.

"Are you the one asking about Toner?" said the figure, in a voice sounding unnaturally deep.

"Yeah," said Jezz. "Who are you?"

The figure pulled his hat even lower over his eyes. "You can call me...Mister X."

Jezz stifled his laughter just in time. "Mister X. Okay. And what do you want, Mister X?"

The voice continued. "If you want to find out where Toner's hiding, go to the warehouse on 17th street, unit 7. Midnight."

Jezz nodded in her best secret agent manner. "Warehouse. 17th street. Unit 7. Got it."

"Come alone," said the man. "Tell no one."

Jezz nodded again. "Yeah. Got it."

"I'm going now," said the man. "Don't try to follow me."

"I wouldn't dare."

They watched the back of the trench coat disappear into the Chrystal Heights night. Only then did Jezz allow herself to laugh.

*****

Jezz and Edge arrived at 10pm and took a position where they could see the entrance, but not be seen themselves.

Jezz said, "Okay, let's see who decides to stop by for our little meeting, shall we?"

"Indeed," said Edge. "The cautious check for snakes in the grass before hunting the tiger in the forest."

"Exactly," said Jezz. "Wait...what?"

"The cautious check for-"

"Stop it, Edge. Nobody says that. You made that up. And we're being sneaky, not cautious. There's a difference."

"Sneaking, you say? You could not sneak upon anyone. The clapping of your blubbery buttocks would warn your prey long before you got near."

At 10:30, the trench coat guy and another guy entered the warehouse. Moments later, the sound of metallic banging could be heard from inside.

Jezz watched the warehouse thoughtfully. "Interesting," she said. "Those two look a lot more like geeks than thugs. Something weird is going on here."

At 11:30, the unknown geek left. Jezz turned to Edge.

"I think it's time for our visit. Shall we?"

*****

The warehouse was dark and quiet when they entered.

"Hello?" said Jezz. "Anybody home?"

The overhead lights turned on, but nobody answered.

Jezz walked to the center of the floor. Boxes were stacked along the walls. Metal parts were strewn about and there were a number of wires and cables laying on tables.

Then the sound of mechanical gears and gyros sounded and what sounded like metallic footsteps echoed off the warehouse walls. What appeared to be two robots with vaguely female shapes walked toward Jezz. Each robot had a laser mounted on the shoulder. Both lasers appeared to be aimed at Jezz.

"Do...not...move. You...are...covered...by...our...death...lasers."

Jezz's eyebrows rose. "Seriously?"

"Ser...i...ous...ly."

The two robots moved closer. Jezz leaped into a forward roll and came to her feet directly in front of the robots. She jumped up and performed a whirling back-kick which struck the side of the right robots head. The head snapped off and sailed across the warehouse, bouncing several times and landing next to some boxes. The now-headless robot twisted in place, mechanical arms flailing.

A voice suddenly shrieked, "Stop! Stop! You're destroying my work!"

Jezz paused. A young guy in a lab coat suddenly rushed out from between some boxes. He ran over to the headless robot, took out a screwdriver and began working on the exposed wires in the neck area.

"I hope you're proud of yourself!" he shrieked. "You and your stupid foot may have just destroyed months of work!"

Jezz said, "Mister X?"

"Yeah, I'm Mister X," he said. "So what? You were expecting James Bond or something? I fooled you completely!"

Jezz nodded. "Oh, yes. Definitely. Now could we get down to business?"

Mister X glared at Jezz. "Forget it! I was going to tell you, but you hurt Abigail! Now you can just forget it! Go suck an egg!"

Jezz said, "I'm really sorry I hurt, umm, Abigail, okay? I'm really really sorry."

Mister X ran over and grabbed the dented head. "I don't care! Go suck an egg!"

Jezz said, "At least I didn't hurt...umm...what's the other one called...?"

"Chloe," said the glaring geek.

Jezz said, "Right. Chloe. Well, at least I didn't hurt Chloe, right?"

"I don't care!"

Jezz looked at the other robot significantly. "I think you should give me some credit for not hurting Chloe. Yet."

Mister X opened his mouth to say something, then stopped as the significance of the last word became clear.

"It's a nice robot girl you have there, Mister X. We wouldn't want anything bad to happen to her, would we? Robots break, you know."

Mister X stamped his foot. "You are such a doody-head! Hmmmppphhh. Fine. I'll tell you where Toner is."

"I'm glad we could reason this out."

Mister X handed Jezz a piece of paper. "There. That's where he is. No go away so I can fix Abigail."

"Thank you," said Jezz, "but I have to ask. Why did you decide to help us?"

The young scientist glared at Jezz. "Because the stuff he does makes us normal scientists look bad, okay? He shouldn't be doing all that stuff and it makes it tough on the rest of us."

Edge spoke for the first time. "You are considered typical for your profession...?"

Jezz held up a hand. "Leave it, Edge. All right, Mister X, we'll go now. We'll keep your name out of it."

Mister X continued working feverishly on Abigail. If he heard Jezz, he gave no sign.

*****

Jezz walked up to the door. Two beefy thugs stood in the way.

One of the thugs lifted a meaty hand and said, "Stop right there, sweetie. Let's see the color of yer money first."

Jezz feigned a shocked look. "Oh, my goodness! A girl can't just take out a wad of bills right here in front of a brothel! What would the neighbors think?"

The thug gave her a flat look. "Real funny. Who's the old dink? You renting him a piece of ass for the night?"

Jezz said, "He's my grandfather. Isn't it Bingo night?"

He scowled. "You trying to get smart with me or somethin'?"

"Get smart with you?" she said. "How would you know?"

His scowl deepened and he turned toward the other thug. "Hey, Deke, we got a real comedienne here. I'm gonna show her what I think of comediennes."

Deke pushed himself off the wall he had been leaning on. He was taller than his colleague and almost as thick in the shoulders. "Take it easy, Jocko," he said. "Don't let her bait you."

Jocko grunted, but stayed where he was. Jezz nodded to herself. Apparently Deke was in charge.

Deke turned to Jezz and his eyes got hard. "Now why don't you tell us why you're here? And do it without the cute comments, unless you want to find yourself inside giving five-dollar blowjobs for the rest of the night."

"Five dollars?" she said. "Five *whole* dollars?"

"Yeah," he said. "We're businessmen here. We wouldn't make you work for free."

"Ah," said Jezz, nodding. "Capitalism. Working together to make a better tomorrow."

He rolled his eyes. "Yeah. Teamwork makes the dream work. And that was your last warning. What do you want? And who's the old man?"

Jezz affected a long-suffering sigh. "Would you believe he's my sensei and he's here to assess my performance because he feels my spatial relationship judgement is skewed to nearly a quarter-inch?"

"No."

"Then we really don't have a lot to talk about, do we?"

Jocko said, "Enough. Deke, let's just spank this little girl already."

Deke nodded. "Yeah. Grab her and bring her inside."

Jocko reached out a beefy hand to grab Jezz. Her hand flashed out and grabbed his wrist. Then she whirled, bringing his arm over her head as she turned, twisting his arm. A moment later she was standing behind him, his arm painfully lodged behind his back. From behind him her foot flashed up, catching Jocko full in the face.

Jezz brought her foot back down, shifted her hips and drove her other foot into the back of Jocko's knee, causing him to collapse and drop to his knees.

The sudden explosion of action happened so fast that Deke had had no time to react. He recovered quickly, however, and moved in. Jezz released Jocko's wrist and then used his broad back for purchase, leaping from the thug's shoulder and twisting in mid-air to kick Deke solidly in the jaw.

Deke stumbled backward and fell to the porch. Jezz paused long enough to back-kick Jocko in the forehead, knocking him unconscious. Then she turned back to Deke, who was getting to his feet. Still dazed from Jezz's kick, however, he didn't move fast enough. A quick snap-kick to the bottom of Deke's already tender jaw was enough to put him out.

Satisfied that both were down and out, Jezz turned back to Edge. Her sensei stared back impassively.

She said, "Nothing to say, Edge?"

"There is no need for me to speak, Jezebel," he said. "You are speaking enough for the both of us."

Jezz grinned. Then she stepped over Jocko and opened the door.

They walked inside. Several topless women milled around, talking to each other, apparently oblivious to the violence occurring just outside the front door. Dirty couches sat along the wall. A hallway opened on the other side of the room.

Jezz glanced around. "This room needs a coat of paint just to be upgraded to 'dump'."

They made their way down the hall. Some of the doors were open, letting anyone see the rooms as being available for use. Or not available, as two rooms had open doors despite the rooms being used. And one room had a door hanging by one hinge, thus living in the shadow of both the open-door world and the closed-door world.

They reached the final door. Jezz tried the doorknob and found it locked.

She paused for a moment, then leaned back and kicked the door next to the doorknob. It crashed open.

Inside the room, a man stood naked, his erect cock in the mouth of a topless woman kneeling in front of him. The kneeling woman was wearing what appeared to be a tiara.

They both stared at Jezz. The man's mouth hung open in astonishment, presumably at Jezz's unexpected entrance. The kneeling woman had too much cock in her mouth to allow for an open-mouthed look of shock, but it stood to reason that she was equally surprised at the sudden entrance.

"Oops," said Jezz. "Wrong room. Where's Toner?"

The man gestured. "Next room over."

The man's cock was softening now and it dropped from between the kneeling woman's lips. He gazed down at his limp dick sadly. The woman's tiara glittered sympathetically.

"Sorry," said Jezz.

She turned and walked through the broken entry, moving to the next door down. This time she knocked.

"Go away," said a high-pitched voice. "I'm busy."

On surer ground this time, Jezz leaned back and kicked open the door. Then she walked in.

A thin man with black-rimmed glasses had dropped his X-Box controller at her entrance. He glared as he picked up his controller from the floor. A curvy barefoot woman dressed in a gold bikini danced in front of him, apparently unphased by Jezz's sudden entrance.

"What the heck is wrong with you?!" said the thin man. He appeared to be in his younger-to-middle twenties. "The door was unlocked! All you had to do was turn the stupid doorknob!"

Jezz sighed. She wasn't having much luck with doors today. Moving on, she said, "You're Toner, right?"

"Yes, I am," said the geek, fiddling with his X-Box controller. "Who the heck are you?"

"I'm Jezebel," she said. "Jezz to my friends. Apparently you've been a bad boy and stolen somebody's daughter to work at your...Jabba the Hut fun palace thing you've got going here."

"Oh?" he said. "Which one?"

"How many Jabba the Hut fun palaces do you have going?"

"Which girl, I mean, smarty-pants."

"Oh. Sarah."

He laugh-snorted. "Of course, Sarah. Her parents never did like me."

"Like you?" said Jezz, glancing around. "I'm pretty sure this has nothing to do with your personality compatibility with them and everything to do with Sarah working for you in a cathouse."

The geek laugh-snorted again. "I'm sure Sarah loves it here. Don't you, Sarah? Tell them how much you love working for me." He pushed a button on his video game controller.

The girl in the gold bikini continued dancing, wriggling her lush hips as she said, "I love working for Master Toner."

Jezz's eyes narrowed. "That didn't sound very convincing, Sarah. How about you come over here and tell me more?"

Toner's hands flickered over the controls. Sarah turned and began stepping toward Jezz, continuing to wriggle her hips as she did so. Then Sarah licked her lips and said, "Do you want to kiss me?"

Jezz reached out a hand and placed a palm on Sarah's bare, flat belly, preventing the bikini-clad girl from moving any closer.

"All right, Toner," said Jezz. "Enough. What's going on here?"

He laugh-snorted again. "Oh, just a cute little mind-control device I managed to create."

Jezz rolled her eyes. "A mind-control device? Seriously?"

"Sure," said the geek. "Every girl you see working here was someone who laughed at me in high school. Or a cheerleader. Or in the glee club. The little blonde princess next door who's sucking that guy's wee-wee? She was the prom queen. Now they're all dirty girls working for me. Me!"

"The glee club?" said Jezz, whistling. "That's pretty hard-core."

Toner shrugged. "I hate those guys."

"Didn't you and everybody here graduate from high school like 6 years ago?"

"Yeah," he said. "So?"

Jezz shook her head. "That's a long time to hold a grudge, isn't it?"

He giggled. "I'm not holding any grudges now. They're all my bee-eye-tee-see-aitches!"

Jezz looked at Sarah. The mind-controlled girl continued gyrating her hips, her belly pressing against Jezz's hand, her arms above her head.

Jezz looked back at Toner. "So why are you telling me this? You know I'm not going to let you keep doing this, right?"

The geek pressed some more buttons. Sarah suddenly backed away from Jezz's outstretched hand.

"I'm telling you this because there's nothing you can do to stop me," he said. "Particularly since you're going to be the newest addition to my staff."

Jezz laughed out loud. "You really think so?"

Toner nodded. "Oh, yes. You'll look so sexy in a Princess Leia slave outfit just like Sarah's. You two can have light-sabre fights to entertain me. But first you'll suck my wee-wee, of course."

Jezz started walking toward him. "Somehow I just don't see that happening."

Toner said, "I do." Then he aimed his controller at Jezz and pressed several buttons.

Jezz continued walking toward him.

He blinked, then pressed some more buttons.

Jezz continued walking toward him.

Toner blinked, his confusion apparent. "How...how are you doing this?"

She smiled. "An intense form of internal mental discipline, courtesy of some very specialized training. Electronic mind-control devices don't actually work on me."

"What?!" he said. "Oh, frak! That's...that's not fair!"

"Life's not fair, cupcake."

He pushed another button. "Well, it's a good thing my high school football team were jerks to me too. Deke! Jocko! Protect your master!"

Jezz stood in front of Toner now. "Deke and Jocko are the two steroid cases you left guarding the front door, right? They can't play right now. They're taking naps."

The geek looked very agitated now. He pushed more buttons. "Well, the girls' karate team in my high school made fun of me too, so I also put them under my power. Karate team! Attack!"

Suddenly four athletic women bounded into the room. All four of them were naked. All four of them also had swords. They circled around Jezz, their swords held at the ready.

"All right," said Jezz. "Let's do this."

Despite her words, Jezz didn't actually want to hurt them, since they weren't attacking her of their own free will. On the other hand, free will or not, they did have swords. So Jezz went to work, employing disarming moves.

A naked girl moved in and swung her sword in one fluent move. Jezz ducked under the blade, then caught the next girl's sword wrist just as she started her attack. Controlling the girl's wrist, Jezz blocked the next attack. She spun the girl around, thrust her at another attacker and then backflipped out of the immediate circle of opponents.

Jezz landed on her feet, then whirled and kicked a naked sword-wielder in the belly. Another sword descended toward Jezz from behind, but she twisted and slapped the blade with her flat palm, redirecting the strike. Jezz disarmed the naked girl with a blow to her wrist.

Dealing with these girls was easy enough, but trying to keep from hurting them was going to cost Jezz sooner or later. It was time to end this.

Jezz dashed for the closest wall with all four naked sword-wielding girls in pursuit. As she got there, however, she took two steps up the wall and back-flipped over them. Then she ran directly at Toner.

Toner shrieked in sudden fright and leaped over the back of the couch. Then he began screaming, "Amy! Protect me! Amy! Amy!"

A door behind Toner opened and a large, muscular woman walked into the room.

Jezz slowed down and stared in disbelief. At nearly 7 feet tall, Amy was the biggest woman Jezz had ever seen.

Toner giggle-snorted. "How do you like Amy? She's my bodyguard!"

"Edge!" said Jezz. "Keep the karate team off me!"

Jezz moved in and slowly circled around, her hands in constant motion. She feinted a move, then side-stepped. Then she leaped at Amy.

Amy swung a strong forearm and caught Jezz in mid-flight, knocking her several feet away.

Jezz got to her feet and shook her head to clear it. Amy's muscles weren't just for show.

Behind them, the silence indicated that Edge had either already dealt with the karate team or that Jezz would shortly be facing them as well as Amy.

Amy strode forward and reached out for Jezz. Jezz re-directed Amy's hand at the last moment, then chopped at the brawny forearm. It was like striking a log. Jezz leaped and rolled away.

Jezz continued to move, circling around the huge Amazon as she formulated her plan of attack. Then she sighed. Her training did not take into account someone the size of Amy. A different plan would be necessary.

Jezz suddenly rolled in and stood up, then dropped low and whirled, striking Amy in the ankle. The blow would have crippled a normal-sized man, but Amy took almost no notice. She raised her foot, however, and attempted to stomp on Jezz's outstretched leg, the Amazon's freakish leg-length making it much closer than it should have been. Jezz once again barely avoided a crushing blow.

Jezz regained her footing and circled again. She only had once chance, it seemed. Jezz had no idea if it would work, but it was worth the shot. Unfortunately, it meant she had to get in close.

She waited until she was aligned correctly. Then she ran directly at Amy and leaped.

Amy caught her easily. Holding Jezz by the front of her tunic, Amy lifted Jezz had held her high enough to hold eye-contact with her. She shook her head and said, "That's really the best you could do?"

Jezz said, "No. I just had to get close enough to do this." Her hands suddenly struck Amy in quick succession.

Amy laughed. "That tickles," she said. "If that's your best shot, you're in...in...you're in..."

Amy released Jezz. Then she dropped to the ground moaning, her hands gripping her no-doubt gigantic pussy.

Jezz smiled. "It's called the Five Point Palm Exploding Heat Technique. Have fun with it."

Amy moaned, wriggling and writhing, trying to desperately to quench the overwhelming sexual heat.

Jezz turned to Toner and smiled. "Your turn, chuckles."

She strode toward him, a grim look on her face. Toner fell back against a wall and covered his head with both arms. Jezz reached out and plucked the controller from his grasp.

"Relax, cupcake," she said. "This is all I need."