NationStates Jolt Archive

Between Decisive Action and Democratic Colonies. A sort of follow-up to the old FSI conference that really never went anywhere. Although this concerns the intrigues on the NMWO and the Committee of Three (Dieter Thaller, Hans Stahlecker, and Harold Fabus)

This RP contains language, some violence, and adult situations, reader discretion is advised.

Viconia International Airport. It was, as always, a bustling hub of air traffic with both passenger and cargo aircraft lined up on the tarmac or orbiting above in the overcast sky.

One aircraft, however, stood out in particular, in among the crowded runways of Viconia International - a sleek white Concorde with bold black text proclaiming "Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs" along the side. It was Secretary Kelli Perim's personal supersonic transport.

It was fast-tracked through the takeoff manifests, and was airborne within minutes - destination: Jackson City, Mississippi.

A few hours later, the plane was about to enter Mississippian airspace, when over the radio, "Attention, attention, aircraft of DC origin, state your intentions..."

Secretary Perim replied to the transmission from her seat aboard the luxury liner.

"This is Secretary Kelli Perim, Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs. I've been sent on official diplomatic business."

The commander at the air defense command had heard something about her making a visit earlier, so he responded, "Fine... Where are you landing, Jackson City or Stalingrad Estate? Those are the only two places you need to worry about if you have government business... Unless you're going to Biloxi or Philadelphia."

"We'll land at Jackson City." replied Perim.

The air defense commander then replied, "Ah, so you must have business with the Czarina, she is currently in Jackson City overseeing the Commonwealth Senate proceedings... The Czar is in Stalingrad."

"Very well then, we'd like to land at Stalingrad." replied Perim, jotting down a note to herself on the location of the Czarina.

The commander then stated, "Well okay, but remember, Stalingrad is well-guarded, don't get any funny ideas about anything, we're watching, the eye in the sky... Big brother is watching you."

Perim's protective detail of 16 agents from the Colonial Security Bureau stirred nervously in their seats as they listened to the ongoing conversation that was taking place.

"Understood, we have nothing but peaceful intentions." replied Perim.

One of the CSB agents withdrew his P221 pistol and chambered a round into it before replacing it into his shoulder holster under his jacket.

"Never hurts to be prepared." he commented.

A short while later they landed at the runway at the Stalingrad estate. Immediately after coming to a halt, the plane was stormed by an SRG commando unit, using dogs designed to sniff for chemicals used in bullets, the commandos confiscated all guns, and then patted everybody down to check for knives. As the captain of the squad was checking Ms. Perim, he made a point to run his hands up and down her legs, longer than would be required for any search, no matter how thorough... He then swatted her playfully in the butt, "You're clear, you can go."

Perim's protective detail watched closely as the SRG commando ran his hands over the secretary's body, but made no actions to stop him. Perim kept her face a stiff mask while the commando completed his obviously enjoyable task.

Taking a few steps away from the commando and motioning one of the CSB agents over to grab her bag, she brushed back a few loose strands of hair before asking where the Czar was.

The captain pointed to the mansion, the 1.2 million square foot mansion, a palace, a maze of a palace, "Where else would he be... He is in there... Probably in his favorite smoking lounge, since the Czarina is away on matters of state in Jackson City, he likes to sneak a few smokes..."

"Right." replied Perim in a business like manner. "Now, can I be shown to him now, or shall I have to undergo the groping of some more military personnel before that can happen?"

Perim's protective detail visibly tensed as her tone became more cutting and she finished her remark.

The captain shook his head, "Heck, you can just walk on in, just make sure you knock at whatever room he is in, before you enter." He pointed her to the side entrance room on the mansion, "That door there, just go in, straight for about two hundred feet, and take your third right after the hallway splits, you'll be at his favorite smoking room."

Perim nodded and then gestured to a few of her agents.
"Denton, Jones, Moyahan, Carswell. Accompany me. the rest of you, stay with the plane for now."

The captain shook his head, "No ma'am... No armed forces personnel are allowed inside, they can all wait here."

One of the agents coughed politely before speaking.

"Technically, we're civilian security and law enforcement personnel." he said. He seemed like he was going to continue, but Perim interrupted him.

"It's quite alright Carswell, I'll be fine." she said, glancing at the still present SRG commando.

"Just wait for me." she ordered before exiting the aircraft and entering the massive estate that was the Czar's mansion.

Roger was sitting in his favorite smoking lounge as the captain had predicted, with a pipe of Mississippian Egyptian tobacco, wondering what he would do for the day, it was still a bit cold and snowy outside from the recent weather problems, maybe he'd go deer hunting or target shooting.

Kelli Perim found her way to what she presumed was the Czar's smoking room without too much difficulty. Taking a deep breath, she knocked softly but firmly on the massive door that was before her.

Roger called out, "Yes, who is it... It's open, come in..."

Perim eased open the door to the Czar's smoking lounge, allowing the scent of rich tobacco to make its way into the hallway beyond.

"Secretary Kelli Perim, Department of Foreign Affairs from the Democratic Colonies." she said.

Roger frowned, "I know who you are..." he then demanded, "How did you get in here? They're letting anybody in these days, eh?"

"I assure you Czar Fabus, your personnel gave me quite a thorough pat down before they let me in." said Perim dryly.

He sighed, "Fine, what do you want... I'm busy, can't you see I'm busy..." He was just sitting there, a pipe in one hand, a bottle of brandy at the table next to him, a half-empty glass in his other hand.

"It's quite simple." said Perim, taking a seat for herself.

He looked at her, still frowning a bit, "Well, out with it then. My time is valuable."

"The Colonial Government is interested in the repeated references you and your top level officials have made to a 'new world order'."

He shook his head and sighed, "There is no such thing, it's all just old men with too much time on their hands, wishful thinking about expanding their power."

"We are concerned about what a 'new world order', as envisioned by you and your supporters would resemble."

Perim absently mindedly uncrossed and recrossed her legs as she took on a slightly wandering tone.

"The Colonial Intelligence Service has its ideas, but I'd like to hear them from you, the Czar himself. Will there be blacks in every coal mine? Jews in every work camp?"

"Glorious white masters with dominions that span the entire globe?"

Roger chuckled a bit, "There is no such plan, there may be, but I have nothing to do with it... I think you had a few too many drinks on the plane."

Perim laughed softly.

"Come on Czar... you've made it no secret that you would love to cleanse the world of some of the filth that currently inhabit it. God knows that the world could use a nice cleaning over right now. And I know you Czar,"

Perim leaned forwards in her seat.

"You plan for every single possibility. So out with it, spill the beans - what is your grand vision, your vision for the future of mankind, for the children of you and me."

He shook his head, "No, there is no plan, can't you see that... If there is, I don't know about it..." He gave her a slight disconcerting look, "Isn't that skirt a bit too short for this weather, or any weather here for that matter, it's hardly fitting with our accepted social standards of modesty..."

Perim glanced down at her skirt.

"I actually find it quite fine." she said.

"Most people don't realize this about DC, but the capitol city of Viconia has some of the worst weather in the Colonies. Seems like we get more rain there than London and Seattle combined - I'm actually finding it quite pleasant in this climate."

He sighed a bit, "Well here in Mississippi, we have rules and regulations, ethics and values..."

"We have values in the Colonies as well." replied Perim. "Just because ours include a more accepting opinion of the human body doesn’t mean it's wrong."

He frowned, "Fine, believe what you want... Now moving along, why EXACTLY, are you here? What do you hope to achieve by asking me questions about crazy conspiracies?"

"Come on now Czar," began Perim. "You can't honestly think that I'll just dismiss your repeated references to a 'new world order' as a just some conspiracy. There is documented proof, video records of repeated references to the term. My purpose here is to

He frowned, "Listen here missy, there is no NWO, get it through your head, okay?"

Perim leaned back in her seat and let out a soft sigh.

"Of course Czar, there is no NWO. Now then, how about you telling me just about your personal vision for the future of mankind and our children? No NWO in sight, just your vision for our kids."

He frowned, "What do you mean, mankind and our children, I don't intend to have any children with you, and I don't care about mankind, only Mississippian kind."

"Of course." said Perim without missing a beat. "The point I was trying to make was, what is your vision for the world? For Mississippi in the long years after our time?"

He smiled, "To rule as much as he can, and to be as prosperous as he can, to endure all times of trouble."

"Come on now Czar. Isn't that a little vague?"

He sighed, "Rule Africa for one, if we can, there, is that specific enough?"

"Of course." said Perim, listening intently. "What are your future plans in terms of relations with nations like the Democratic Colonies?"

He shook his head, "Undecided, but we'll never allow ourselves to be second fiddle to your kind.

"My kind?" said Perim in mock horror. She placed one hand on a well toned, nylon clad knee.

"I assure you Czar, since you've made an issue of it, that I am probably as white as you are. Descended from an offshoot of the Royal Family of Vedra, which in turn, was an offshoot of the noble families of Britain."

He shook his head, "That's not what I meant at all, you're all white, yes, but your values and ethics are in need of major improvement, they're quite lacking, for the time being."

"What's wrong with our values and ethics?" asked Perim.

Roger nearly laughed, but stifled it, "Well look at you for one, what sort of nations entrusts insane women that dress like... Well I won't even go there... The point is in a few decades it won't matter what nations lack values and ethics today, for change is coming, oh yes, change."

"Oh... and what changes would those be?" cooed Perim, ignoring the comments made about her for the time being.

He boasted, "Well for one, Christianity will be a world religion..."

He immediately corrected himself, "Wait, it already is a world religion, I meant THE world religion."

"Of course," said Perim, admiration in her voice. "Please, go on."

He nodded his head, "The world will speak English, English and Mississippikaans."

Perim laughed softly, "You know Czar, that's actually pretty close to a goal of my government as well."

He grinned at this part, "Ah, well something tells me they won't get the chance to even attempt their long-term goals."

"Oh." said Perim sheepishly. "And why would that be?" She smiled broadly before answering her own question. "I'll leave and no one in government will be able to function anymore without my irresistible perk?"

He chuckled a bit, "No of course not, your nation will someday be administered by one the Stahleckers, he'll be a governor-general of it once it's our territory, as is standard procedure."

"The Stahleckers." said Perim, seemingly absent-mindedly. "I do believe I've met one of them before."

He shook his head, "No, I don't suppose you have... But after your nation is added to our list of Commonwealth possessions, you'll meet lots of Stahleckers, well not the Stahleckers personally, you'll meet their regime soldiers."

Perim leaned back in her chair while playing with a strand of her hair.

"Oh, you know, all these Commonwealth members you have... and all the ones you're going to gain. Pretty soon, it's going to become hard for the average citizen to even remember them all. I mean, you've already got so many in the Commonwealth, and think of all the nations that could join..."

Perim undid the top button of her blouse as she fanned herself with one slender hand.

"Oh gee, is it just me, or is it getting a bit hot?

Roger was not amused, "No, it's just you, it's perfectly fine in here... And nations don't join the Commonwealth, we enlist them in it, some need more encouragement than others."

"Well," said Perim. "That makes perfect sense - still though, all those new members..."

He smiled a bit, "Yes, and to think, one day the world will be members." It was quite clear he was a bit drunk, not too badly drunk, but he was bragging about desires to take over the world, he'd obviously had a few too many.

"Oh yes, the entire world itself!" said Perim, her voice giddy with excitement. She again began to play with a strand of her hair while she uncrossed and recrossed her legs.

"It would take quite a while to get the whole world in though, wouldn't it?"

He shook his head, "Not really... After we double and then triple the size of our armed forces, and our allies do likewise, which we'll have tripled in two decades via breeding programs, we'll kick-off our campaign."

"Breeding... sounds like a fun program." giggled Perim.

He again was not amused, he muttered under his breath, "I'm sure somebody like you would think so..." He then said in a normal volume, "Hmmm... Speaking of which, why aren't you married and why don't you have children yet, how old are you?"

"Oh Czar," laughed Perim. "Hasn’t anyone ever told you it's impolite to ask a lady her age? If you must know though, I'm 31. I've never had time for much of a romantic life..."

She gazed at the Czar's face.

"Afterall, my career in Foreign Affairs always seems to keep me from finding the right man for me. I know he's out there somewhere though...."

She gazed into the Czar's eyes.

"Someone strong, morally righteous..."

"With the will and the power to shape the world for the better..."

Roger frowned, he didn't like where this was going, "Hmmm... Well 31 and unmarried, that is a problem, probably a result of a sick society... I could arrange for you to marry an RG officer if you'd like, I have many friends in the armed forces."

"An officer?" asked Perim. "What about someone higher....up....the chain of command?"

Perim slowly but noticeably spread her legs by a slight amount as she continued to gaze into the Czar's eyes.

Roger sighed and turned his head, trying not to make it obvious that he was not really looking at her. A while ago he had finished his cigar, so he took out another one and lit it up.

"Oh..." said Perim, feigning injury. "I suppose that an officer is all that a woman like me could hope for, right? I mean, what with the many beautiful women men like you already have at your disposal... why would you want a plain British descended girl like me, huh?"

Roger chuckled, "I myself am entirely English in ancestry, although I have relatives, mostly cousins, all across Europe...” His tone grew quite serious, “Anyway, there is only one woman for me... My wife, the Czarina, Alice."

Perim started to sobbed softly.

"It's always been like this." she said.

"I've always tried and tried and tried so very hard to please the men that I admire so much, but I am never as pleasing as I wish I was."

Perim sobbed again.

"Oh please Czar, will you forgive me?"

After she started to cry he sighed, "Ah come on, don't get upset now, I'm sure you could find yourself a man, a man who is single..."

"Are you really sure Czar? A man who is strong and true and rightous could love a plain woman like me?"

Roger nodded his head, "Yes, and there is no need to insult yourself, you're not some plain peasant... But anyway, can we get back to whatever topic it was we were discussing?" As he asked that, he set his cigar down and poured himself another glass of brandy.

"Oh Czar," said Perim, wiping at her eyes.

"You've answered all my questions like a true gentleman would. You want to encourage the spread of English world wide, a cause that the Colonial Government supports, and you want to restore order to Africa, yet another noble cause. This is all I needed to know."

Secretary Perim rebuttoned her blouse and stood up from her chair.

Roger set his glass down and looked up, "Is that all then?"

"Yes Czar." said Perim, nodding rapidly. She extended a hand. "You've been a true gentlemen and a credit to your nation."

He cautiously extend his hand to shake hers, "I suppose... Okay..."

Secretary Perim made her way back out to her personal jet, the clicking of her high heels echoing through the corridors of the mansion as she left the massive estate.

She found that her protective detail of CSB agents were standing nearly exactly as she'd left them, glaring at the still present SRG commandos onboard the aircraft.

"Tell the pilot to prepare for departure." she ordered a nearby agent.

"I'm going to my restroom - don't take off without my order."

Secretary Perim's restroom seemed much larger than it had to be to the casual observer. Visitors often wondered why the Secretary would insist on such a large restroom on an aircraft that wasn't nearly as large as some other government transports.

Some blamed vanity, or perhaps just love of a nice shower, but neither of these explanations rang true. The reality of it was, Secretary Perim had a satellite communications system hidden in a wall. She rarely had to use the device, but in situations like these, when foreign troops were aboard the aircraft itself, it became priceless.

Once it was fully exposed, Perim engaged initiated contact with the Democratic Colonies: a videoconference involving Director Walton Simons of the Colonial Intelligence Service, and Vice President Juliet LeFlore.

Both officials were no more than slightly surprised by the Mississippian plan for world domination, although the time frame and the breeding program took both of them off guard.

While the risk was considered great, the information that could be attained was considered to be of the highest value. The Intelligence Service wanted to know the nature of the breeding program. Secretary Perim needed to go back in and get more out of the Czar.

From her restroom hideout, using a system that many thought was ridiculous when they were first told of it, Perim instructed the pilot of the Concorde to create some sort of mechanical error, something that would keep them grounded for some time longer. Upon the pilot's confirmation, and after having a quick word with one of her agents, Secretary Perim once again walked past the CSB and SRG personnel glaring at each other and made her way to the Czar's smoking room.[/b]

Roger had since gotten quite drunk and was lying on his couch in the lounge, he looked at the door when it opened, "Hello, who is that there?"

"It's me, the plain looking British girl." said Perim, hoping that the Czar would more easily accept her as being someone of British heritage than a Colonial government official.

He shook his head, "What are you doing back here?"

"My plane." she said, making a short gesture with one arm.

She continued, "My plane is grounded for the time being. Mechanical problems. I can't fly, I have no place to go."

He sighed, "So, you have a plane, stay in it..."

"Heating system's down." said Perim. "It's cold, and we can't cook."

He frowned, "Fine, you can stay here for a while, just try to keep out of the way... I was getting ready to go to sleep anyway, I've might has had too much to drink."

He slurred his last sentence a bit, it was hard to miss.

Perim smiled warmly. "Thank you so very, very much for your hospitality." she said. She walked over the Czar and attempted to give him a hug.

Roger leaned back a bit, "Woah.. What you doing there..." he shifted and readjusted himself on the couch.

"I want to thank you so much for letting me stay here with you. You're the perfect gentleman Czar..." said Perim, still smiling warmly.

He sighed and moved over on the couch, trying to put some more distance between himself and her.

"Where shall I and my people rest?" asked Perim perkily.

He frowned a bit, "There are dozens of guestrooms all throughout this mansion, the servants can show them to them."

"Thank you again Czar." said Perim as she left to inform her security detail and flight crew of what just happened.

Some servants led the each of the crew to a guestroom. Roger had gone to his private office, where he went to do work, he was resting on his pullout bed there, he didn't want to be bothered with having to climb an entire flight of stairs to get to his normal room.

Pretending to want to check on her crew and guards to ensure that their rooms were alright, Perim managed to inform few of her protective detail of a task that she had in mind for them.

Barely an hour after being shown to their rooms, Agent Denise Bay quietly slipped out of her room.

Almost immediately, the two guards standing outside her door looked at her, trained their guns on her and one demanded, "What are you doing out of your room?" They had no idea Roger had ordered two SRG to stand outside each room.

"Well, ah, I was just wondering if I could have anything to eat." replied Bay. "Perhaps a light dinner... some eggs?"

The man shook his head, "Get back in your room, the food will be sent up."

"Thanks." said Bay, before slipping back into her room.

She glanced around the room for any other exits of any kind, air ducts, heating vents, loose ceiling or floor tiles revealing crawlspaces....

Agent Bay couldn't find any of what she was looking for, although she did suppose that perhaps she could climb out onto the window ledge. It'd have to wait until the SRG personnel brought up her food though, she certainly didn't want them to notice her gone. In the meantime though, she hoped that Secretary Perim was having better luck than her in getting useful information.

Secretary Perim eased open the door to the outside hall.

There were no guards outside her room, one had gone to grab a drink, the other suddenly had to rush to the bathroom to avoid crapping his pants, just her luck.

Looking around to ensure that no one was watching, she stepped into the hall, eased her door shut again, and started towards the Czar's smoking room, hoping he'd still be there. She was now dressed in a lacy white negligee and was nearly silent as she padded on the carpeted floors barefoot.

Roger stirred a bit in his drunken sleep, he called out, "Somebody there?"

The office. Someone was calling out from the office.

Perim entered the office, forgetting the smoking room for the time being, and found the Czar half asleep on a pullout bed.

Seeing an opportunity she couldn't pass up, she slowly lowered herself onto the bed, being careful not the wake the Czar.

She slowly placed an arm onto his chest.

Roger stirred a bit in his sleep.

She let her face rest on his shoulder as she slowly began to stroke his well-toned, muscular chest.

Roger stirred again in his sleep.

Perim slowly moved her massaging hand lower and lower until it reached his crotch.

He smiled in his sleep and let out a soft sigh of pleasure.

"Roger..." said Perim quietly in as sultry of a voice as she could manage.

Roger called out a bit in his sleep, "Yes..." He didn’t really know he a habit of talking in his sleep.

"You are the hero that will change the world forever." whispered Perim, taking one of Roger's hands and placing it on her breast.

Roger smiled, too drunk and semi-unconscious to really know what was going on... He slurred out a sentence, "Who is that there here, is that you Alice, home early?"

Well, this is certainly working out to my advantage thought Perim.

"Yes darling." she said. "I've missed you."

Roger smiled again, "Hmm... I'm too tired now though, we'll talk later perhaps."

Perim continued to massage Roger in all the right places.

"Come on now Roger... You're strong as a bull." said Perim.

Roger grinned but then sighed, "Not now, okay."

"Oh, what's wrong Roger?" asked Perim gently. "Is there something wrong with the breeding program? I should have been told if there is."

Roger shook his head, his eyes still closed, he mumbled a bit, "Remember though, you're pregnant already..."

Jesus Christ though Perim to herself. That's quite a bombshell.

"I know Roger, I know." she said. "God though, sometimes I just worry so much about the breeding program..."

Roger frowned a bit, "Why is that?"

"It's just so important to our future Roger... I just want it all to work, that's all."

Roger nodded his head as he gently pulled her on top of him, "Don't worry, it'll work..."

She placed one soft hand onto his face and felt the gentle contours of his features as she spoke. "So much could go wrong though... like..."

He shook his head, "Like what?"

"Well, you tell me." said Perim playfully, taking Roger's hand and again placing it upon her breast.

He chuckled a bit, "Don't worry, all the nations inclined to oppose us, will be taken out before they get too strong. Sevaris hassled us in Libya, they'll be taken out within a few years hopefully... And then DC hassled us over the FSI issue; we'll lay waste to them within three years time... We'll take them all."

"But surely, they could stop us if they knew about the program... there is no system without weaknesses, even one as brilliantly designed as ours."

He shook his head, "Not at all, we'd use the entire RG and SRG if we had to, and our allies best forces, to knock out our enemies one by one, probably starting with the DC, The Canadian Union, or Sevaris."

"Good." said Perim, running a hand through Roger's hair. "Afterall, we wouldn't want them to know about our breeding program. Afterall, it's probably the most important part of our entire plan, right?"

He shook his head, "No, not really, the advanced... Advanced... Well the advances in..." He was too drunk to remember, "Stuff... Advanced stuff..." He got tired of answering questions and with a grin he said, "You're talking a bit too much, why don't you see to it you put your mouth to other tasks..."

Perim giggled nervously. "Of course Roger." she said, trying not to let the uneasiness she felt creep into her voice.

She lowered her mouth down to Roger's neck and slowly ran her lips down his body until she arrived at his crotch. Trying not to think too much about what she was doing, she got started.

Roger grinned and told her to keep going.

She continued while still trying to avoid thinking about the fact that she was performing sexual acts on a man that many in the world wished dead, or worse.

She continued, simply kept going, thought about the service she was doing her nation, and indeed, the free world, and the intelligence she could gain.

It was then, of course, that the realization that it could all be a trick, a huge trap of humiliating proportions occurred to her.

Perhaps he knew it was her. Perhaps the intelligence was all false.

The thought of that terrified her, but even so, she continued in her act.

After she finished, he opened his eyes, but he was far too drunk even to tell who it was, he then patted her on the head and said, "Good girl... Say, would you mind getting me something to eat, and a glass of brandy while you're at it."

"Of course." said Perim calmly, although she was now in a near state of panic. "Let's talk a bit first Roger. About your vision for the world, about the fabulous breeding program."

Roger nodded his head, but was slipping back asleep, "Yes, what do you want?"

"The breeding program... tell me about it. I want to hear it, in your beautiful voice."

Roger smiled, "Each woman will be genetically enhanced to allow them to have as many as thirty children over the course of their lives, their fertile years will be expanded, many women will have twins, triplets, and so forth, then there will be artificial wombs..." He yawned and stopped talking, nearly asleep.

"That's so beautiful coming from you." said Perim, a chill running down her spine. Images of te s of thousands of babies being born and collected like crops entered her mind.

"I have to wonder though, where would be a safe enough place for the building of these special wombs? In Jackson City?"

He shook his head, "No, not at all, you already know how the system works, I told you, they'd stay in the homes, and then the children of the most fit parents would be eligible for the growth acceleration and brain microchip learning program, to give us fully functioning armies of soldiers in a matter of months."

"Ah, such a masterful design." said Perim. "Those microchips are such fantastic creations as well.

He smiled, "Well yes they are... Hey, where is my food? You going to get it?"

"Of course." said Perim, giving Roger's face a gentle touch.

"You just take a little nap, and before you know it, I'll be back with your food." she said.

Roger then promptly fell asleep.

Perim slowly made her way out of Roger's office and started towards the room of her pilot - she wanted everyone to get out of CM, now. If they were still around when Roger woke up and realized that Alice wasn’t around, Perim wasn't sure what would happen.

As the woman was walking down the hall, she heard one the guards around the corner shout, "Hail Czarina!" and she could see his reflection, he had snapped to attention and saluted. Alice came walking around the corner and looked at the woman barely clothed, she immediately shouted, "Who the hell are you!"

"Secretary Kelli Perim, Colonial Department of Foreign Affairs, Federated Union of Democratic Colonies." replied Perim.

"We were staying the night because our aircraft was having difficulties, but I believe I just realized what the problem was. I was on my way to tell my pilot of my discovery."

Alice looked at her, something was wrong, the woman was barely dressed, "You're under arrest..."

Alice called the two guards from around the corner; they promptly came to her side and trained their guns on the secretary.

"What's wrong?" asked Perim.

Alice looked at her as though she was an idiot, "You're dressed like a whore for one thing, secondly, who walks around somebody elses mansion dressed as you are...Thirdly, you were coming from the direction my husband's office is located, you may have taken something..."

Alice then walked off down the hallway towards Roger's office, after telling the guards to hold the woman there.

She came back about ten minutes later, red with rage, she realized after talking to the drunk and incoherent Roger, what had happened. She had a pistol in her hand, it was trained on the woman as she approached.

Alice glared at the woman, getting right to the point, "You, you're in deep shit."

"What?" asked Perim, faking confusion on her face. "What have I done? I got a little lost on this huge mansion of yours, but I haven't done anything!"

Alice smiled, "We'll see about that, I'm having the tapes of the hidden cameras throughout the mansion brought to the viewing office... We'll see what you were doing in Roger's office..."

Alice told two more guards who had just arrived, "You two, go outside, find a secluded spot on the estate, dig a large trench, or a hole, just dig something..." The two men nodded and walked off.

Alice then handed her gun to one of the guards, and then even though she was eight weeks pregnant, she rushed forward and kicked high, hitting the sectary right in the side of the head before she punched her in the stomach and then punched her once again in the temple.

Alice rammed the woman into the wall and pressed her arm against her neck, "You bitch, try to mess with my husband eh? You think that's funny... Do you? Taking advantage of a drunk man like that, a married drunk man, do you?" As she was talking, Alice pulled the woman's hair, making sure it hurt as much as possible, and then she kicked Perim in the shin.

"Ah....please, stop!" cried Perim, trying to grab at Alice's hand and get it out of her hair.

"I'm a government official... I'm valuable alive to you!"

Alice pressed her arm harder against her neck, "You're a spy, and you assaulted my husband, you're going to die, and painfully." Alice had been trained in hand-to-hand combat by the MSAAS, but she was too mad to do any of the really neat moves they taught her, she was just going crazy on Perim, she twisted Perim’s arms behind her back and pressed her hard up against the wall, then an SRG guard took out his handcuffs and restrained Perim’s hands behind her back with them.

"Oh God, please don't kill me! Please don't kill me, my government will be willing to trade for me!" She screamed in pain as Alice twisted her arms.

Alice pulled the woman's cuffed hands backwards as she put her foot in the small of her back and pushed, trying to cause her as much pain as possible.

"No, please stop!" screamed Perim, tears now flowing freely down her beautiful face.

"My God, stop!" she screamed again as Alice continued to apply pressure with her foot.

Alice relented and stopped, but then dragged the woman off to the basement and through a tunnel into the crypt. Four SRG guards accompanied her.

Alice stopped when they got to a spot where some unused cement and bricks were lying out, she pushed Perim into one of the unused spots and chained her hands in place against the wall, she stepped back and snapped her fingers, the guards started to brick it up.

"No - no, what are you doing?" screamed Perim. "What the hell are you doing? Don't kill me, keep me alive! I'm valuable to you alive! My government will trade for me! I'm a government secretary!"

Alice smiled, "You'll be alive, until you run out of oxygen..." The SRG continued to brick up the chasm, more than half way there.

"No, please!" screamed Perim. "My government will trade for me! What do you need? Combat amour? Fighters? They'll trade for me!"

Alice grinned, "Vengeance, that is what I need. Justice, you assaulted my drunk and semi-unconscious husband, this is your reward, instead of harming him or whatever it was you had planned..." She stopped for a second; "Think of it this way, you wanted so badly to come to Stalingrad, now you can stay for eternity."

"No!" screamed Perim. "Listen - you're not being rational about this. You can keep me alive, Torture me."

Her begging tone somehow became even more desperate as she spoke.

"You can keep me alive, torture me until you've gained your vengeance - then, once your done with me, you can trade me back to DC!"

Perim knew that if she died there, she would lose more than her life - she would lose the intelligence that she had come there to gather.

She was willing to pay any price to stay alive and get the intel back to DC now.

Alice shook her head, "No... This is much better... We don't want anything from you, besides, the security tapes, they show that you got Roger to talk about classified things; we could never let you leave unless we gave you a brain memory wipe first... Anyway, I don't want you to be alive to tell the tale of being with my husband to the paparazzi... Say goodbye..." Alice then watched as the SRG were nearly done bricking up the wall, only ten or twenty more bricks to go.

"A brain memory wipe - give me one!" screamed Perim. "Torture me, wipe my memory, take your revenge - just don't leave me here to die!"

One of the guards whispered to Alice, "I'd really like a chance to get a bang at her..." Perim heard him.

Alice shook her head, "No... This way is much better... Give me the last brick, I'll put it in place myself."

The guard handed Alice the last brick.

"No!" screamed Perim. "Please, I'll do anything! Anything for you!" screamed Perim.

Alice grinned, "Anything?"

"Yes!" replied Perim, sobbing. "Anything!"

Alice chuckled, "Good, I want you to help me with a science experiment."

"What kind of experiment?" asked Perim.

Alice had an evil smile, "See how long a foreign whore of a woman can last in a sealed up chasm without a supply of oxygen, before dying."

Alice lifted up the last brick and readied to push it into place. She smacked the cement down in place and readied the brick.

"No! Please!" screamed Perim. "I.... I was just following orders!"

Alice didn't want to hear it, she pushed the brick into place and tapped it in nice and tight.

"Loyalty! Don't you people have the concept of loyalty?"

Alice turned and walked away, the guards following, one of them whispered to the other, "She's probably got less than six hours in there... Not even..."

It was pitch dark in Perim's death prison, and silent except for the occasional sobbing by Perim.

Only dressed in her negligee, the air was cold against her mostly exposed skin.

Alice then went to the room of the second in command from the expedition, the woman who had snuck out the ledge.

Alice had the SRG kick the door in, they did so just as the woman was climbing back into the room from the ledge.

The SRG immediately raced across the room, intent on grabbing her off the ledge before she might do anything such as try to jump to commit suicide to avoid being interrogated.

Agent Denise Bay struggled to get back into her room as the night air bit at her face. She was trying to enter silently when SRG personnel suddenly burst into the room, sending debris flying. Without a second thought, Bay released her grip on her pad and let it fall to the ground below.

It fell into the soft snow and was quickly buried. The guards grabbed her and then dragged her off to the bunker beneath the mansion, to be interrogated by them for the next few hours.

Meanwhile, back in the chasm where Ms. Perim was in, she suddenly realized there was a spider climbing up her leg, and another one on her shoulder, she didn't know it, but the SRG had put them there.

Perim screamed once again as she realized that the prickly sensations she was feeling on her leg and shoulder were not simply cold, but large spiders. Although she was limited in mobility by the handcuffs that kept her against the wall, she was able to kick the one on her leg off for the time being, although its companion held firm onto her shoulder despite her struggles.

She heard a tapping on the brick wall, it was an SRG officer, he was taunting her, "Can you hear me?" he had heard her scream and figured it was because of the spiders.

"Spiders!" shrieked Perim. "One's on my shoulder!"

He smiled and shouted, "I know, I put them in there! Enjoy, maybe one will crawl in your mouth! Keep shouting so it's open for them to do so!"

Perim's only response was to scream and struggle again in an attempt to throw the massive spider from her shoulder.

The man then got what he considered a brilliant idea, he called some other guards down, they brought some tools, they quickly drilled a hole through the top part of the wall.

After they drilled the hole, they started pumping in water, ice cold, barely 50 degrees, into the chasm, they filled it up until she was up to her chest in water, then they stopped and sealed the hole they'd drilled.

The man shouted, "Have a nice swim!"

"P-Please. Stop - help me. I'm going to die!" screamed Perim, struggling against the cold.

The officer shouted back, "Die? That's the idea!"

"I'm of no use to you dead! I'll do anything for you, just let me out of here!" she screamed.

The officer shook his head, pulled up a chair next to the wall, opened a magazine and started to read, one of the other men did the same, they both wanted to hear her beg and scream, they were pretty sadistic, the rest of the men didn't want to be around to hear her, so they left.

The officer tapped on the wall, "Maybe we should put some barracuda in there, eh?"

"Please, don't!" cried Perim. "I was only following orders! Surely you men have had to do things in the name of duty!"

The officer didn't reply. Meanwhile, Alice had the SRG take Agent Denise Bay and drag her to the recently dug large hole in the middle of the estate, in a secluded area.

There was a lead coffin waiting next to the hole.

"Well, that looks like fun." said Bay dryly.

The SRG corporal started to draw his pistol, the lieutenant shook his head, "No, Czarina wants them all to take a long time to think about what they did as they die..."

He and the other guard lifted the woman up and carried her towards the coffin.

"You know they'll come for us, don't you?" asked Bay. They'll send the entire goddamn Navy against you fucks now.”

The corporal suddenly stopped, "You know something... I think we have a bit of time to have some fun with you first..." After he said that, the other three men present nodded their heads and got to it with her, each taking a turn on her. When the last man finished, he pushed her into the coffin, spat in her face, smiled as he said, "You won't live to see your empire fall, our navy is soon to be expanded nearly twenty-five percent."

"Fuck you you shithole. Your cock was about the size of my pinky." she said, most of her spirit diminished.

The man shook his head and started to close the lid, asking, "Don't want to beg or anything?"

"Yeah. I hope to God you get fucking shot in the balls when the Navy Lancers come for you, you damn cocksucker." she spat.

She had no way of knowing, the Czarina had ordered that any of the agents who begged and pleaded to be spared, was to be spared and made a prisoner, eventually, they'd dig Perim out of the chasm before she died.

The corporal looked down at the woman lying in the coffin, slammed the lid, sealed it shut and then his buddies and he lifted it over the hole and dropped it hard inside the hole.

They started to put the dirt back into the hole, over the coffin, she could hear the sounds of shovels striking dirt and the dirt hitting against the coffin.

"Well.... looks like I'm fucked now." said Bay. "Hope that Carswell manages to get everyone else out.... And I hope to God we win the goddamn war."

"You stupid fucks!" yelled Bay through her coffin door. "You could have traded me for about my weight in fucking diamonds, you realized that right? How about that you cockfaces? How about trading me for diamonds?"

Bay was growing slightly disturbed by the sound of soil landing on her coffin.

"You stupid shits realize that? Let's cut a deal!"

One of the soldiers kneeled down and put his ear to the coffin, "Stupid shit eh? We are all already rich, sorry..." he stood back up, jumped out of the hole and they kept tossing dirt on it.

"I go back to DC, where I can go back to my old job at the fucking bureau, and you can trade my ass in. How 'bout that G.I? That ever occur to you? Seems like a good deal to me."

"Do it. It's a good deal. Come on."

The soldiers didn't respond, they didn't like her demanding tone and her swearing, they just kept tossing the dirt in place.

"Or are you people too damn stupid to recognize a good deal when you see one?"

Bay took several deep breaths in her coffin.

"Okay now folks, I'm serious now. I don't think I have much air left, so please listen closely. This is for real now - my government will probably trade something for me. You troops like that idea? Trade me in? The DC value thier people very much, you know."

One of the men called a huddle; they decided on something better, to make a lot of money and get rid of her, well keep her from getting the information she knew out. They'd sell her to an RG officers club as a sex slave, most of the women who worked in the brothel clubs were just poor and there voluntarily, many were probably misguided women looking for what they considered excitement, but a small number were captured female spies, and such.

They started to dig her out and then cracked the lid lock off and opened it, pulling her out. One said, "Okay, you're going to be traded in, to a brothel in our nation here..."

"Hey, that's not what I said." said Bay. "Contact the DC government. They'll negotiate with you - they'll trade for me. Call them up."

The officer present looked back into the hole, "Want to go back into the coffin?"

"Ah.... no." admitted Bay.

He grinned, "Good, then you can go to a brothel, we'll make a load of cash off of you..."

"You'll get more from the DC government." said Bay.

Nobody replied, rather they walked her to a nearby hummer, tossed her in, and then two of them drove her off towards the nearest RG club they knew would buy her.

Meanwhile, down in the crypt, the officer sitting by the chasm tapped on the wall, "Cold enough in there for you Ms Perim?" he asked in a mocking tone.

"P-Please let me out," cried Perim. Her frilly negligee and thin undergarments offered no protection against the cold of the water.

The officer shook his head, "Sorry, can't do it... I'll open up the wall in about five or six hours though, maybe we'll send your remains back to your homeland."

"Just trade me over to them!" begged Perim. "I'm just someone doing their duty for their country - trade me back to them. They'll pay any ransom, it'll be good for both of us."

He shook his head, "Can't do... Sorry..."

"Please... just let me out for a little while." begged Perim. "I could.... you could.... enjoy me." she said, bursting into tears.

The man shook his head, "Nah, that'd delay the timetable for your death, the Czarina expects you dead in a few hours... Either the lack of oxygen or the water will get you, which one, I don't know."

"Please. Don't let them kill me. I was only doing my duty." she begged.

The officer nodded his head, "And I'm doing mine..." He then put earplugs in as he was tired of her screaming, although she had no way of knowing he couldn't hear her.

The cold. The darkness. None of it was as bad as the sense of failure that Perim was feeling. She had performed oral sex on Czar Fabus, the man bent on world domination, and for what? For nothing.

She was the only one with the intelligence gained from this operation, and now she would die in her underwear in the middle of hell, Mississippian style.

She had done it all for nothing. Her team, of course, would likely die now as well. DC might send a rescue team, probably Navy Lancers, but it would be to late for her by then.

Probably too late for her people too.

Suddenly she heard hammering against the walls, somebody had a jackhammer on, cracking open the bottom part of the wall, all the water rushed out almost immediately.

One of the men then started to crack against the wall itself with the jackhammer, a few others joined in. After about five minutes, they had gotten through, and one of the men looked inside, "You've been spared death... Thank the Czarina." He said.

"Thanks to the Czarina." said Perim, shivering in the cold.

The officer took off his winter coat and wrapped it around her, another one gave her a large wool blanket.

"Thank you." said Perim, surprising herself.

They helped her get upstairs to the first floor of the mansion.

Alice was sitting in one of the guestrooms on the third floor, Perim was taken to her, there were at least a dozen SRG there. Alice looked to her, "You will be allowed to live, but you will remain here, you'll serve as a form of entertainment for any male guests we have that wish to be so entertained, understand?"

"Will I ever be returned home?" she asked.

Alice shook her head, "No... Afraid not."

Perim nodded her head, pretending to be resigned to her fate. The truth, of course, was that she expected a rescue at some point - assuming her government knew she was still alive, at any rate.

As Alice was talking, the plane was being remotely controlled to fly over the Gulf of Mexico, where it would then explode; it would appear to be faulty wiring... In a few hours, the DC government would receive news that Secretary Perims plane went down over the Gulf of Mexico, with no known survivors...

Although one man had managed to slip out of the estate, he had also stumbled across the pad of information in the snow, that Bay had written down what the drunken Czar had said to Perim... Although it was drunken talk, was it of any value?



To be continued….

OOC: Good

bump, updated to come next.

This post too, should be noted as an age warning for adult situations, and content possibly not suited for those who take offense to things easily (not explicit sexually, it’s quite implied and not graphic, but still, some people take offense, so just realize, you’ve been warned, if you’re offended by tortures (the torture can get graphic at times, but it paints a good picture of how brutal the SRGIO can be to those they deem enemies of the Czar). Also there tobacco use, alcohol use, and language, if any of that all offends you, please don’t proceed to read this)


OOC: Picture of Secretary Kelli Perim: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v207/JC_Denton/NationStates/c1d618ad.jpg



As Ms. Perim was sitting in her guestroom (the one made into her prison) there was a knock at the front door of the room, and suddenly it was unlocked and opened, a tall and very handsome man, in his late twenties, with brown hair and green eyes stepped into the room, he was wearing a suit and jacket.

He looked at her, still in her negligee and underwear, sitting on a couch in the front room of her guestroom, he smiled, "Ms. Kelli Perim?"

"Who are you?" she asked, not quite trusting the man's smile.

He walked over towards her and extended his hand, "Richard Stahlecker, governor-general of Indiana, perhaps you've heard of me? Probably not though, my territory is relatively peaceful and the events that happen there aren't as newsworthy as say South Africa or Mississippian Egypt's events."

"Of course." said Perim, taking his hand. "What brings you here?"

Dressed as she was, Perim didn't exactly feel comfortable in the presence of anyone in the mansion.

He shook her hand and then sighed a bit as he shook his head, "You seem a bit nervous, you don't mind speaking with me, do you?" he asked.

"What do you want to speak about?" she asked.

He smiled and got right to the point, "I couldn't help but notice in the intelligence file I read about you, you're in a bit of a spot right now, unmarried, no family, nobody knows you're even still alive..." He took a clipping from one of her national newspaper that was announcing her funeral due to her plane going down and he handed it to her, he then continued, "Well... I can help you get out of all this trouble."

"You....you can." repeated Perim, not quite believing the article that was in her hands.

"What have you done to my plane? The crew? My guards?" she asked, sounding worried.

He shook his head and frowned, "Your guards and crew are all being held in secret locations, I can't help them, nor do I want to, they're spies, the enemy, your plane was blown up over the Gulf of Mexico, everybody in the world thinks your entire mission crew, along with you, is dead... I can spare you the humiliation of having to stay here as a slave though, if you want my help that is...."

"What kind of help?" she asked. She spoke again before he could reply.

"Please, I must know of what happened to my crew. Please tell me."

He sighed, "Your crew is fine, they're all being detained and held in undisclosed locations, your nation thinks they're all dead... Do you want my help though?"

"What kind of help?" asked Perim after a short pause.

Richard got to the point, "I'd like to know if you'd like to come... Well, live with me perhaps, instead of being in this prison of a room... If you'd want... See... I..."

"You.... You want me to become your... yours?" asked Perim, uncertainty growing in her voice.

He nodded his head, "If you're willing, I'd like to make you my wife, if you're willing of course, I'd be able to get the Czar to agree to it..."

Perim glanced down at the newspaper article that she still held in her hand.

"How do I know that this is real? And how do I know that my crew is alright?" she asked.

He turned on the television in the room and turned it to a DC news channel, it was one of her favorites, they were talking about the loss of the plane and the entire crew. He then entered took out his cellular phone, dialed a number and handed it to her, she heard the man on the other end, it was her pilot. He then took the phone away and turned it off, "See, they're fine..."

"And they... my crew will be taken are of if I go with... if I marry you?"

He nodded his head a bit, "They'll be allowed to live semi-free lives in Mississippi, but naturally they couldn't ever be allowed to leave, or else that would expose the grand plan, yes?"

"And what if I don't marry you?" asked Perim gravely.

He frowned, "Then I guess I just look elsewhere for a wife..."

"What would happen to my crew? What would happen to me?" she asked.

He shook his head and shrugged his shoulders a bit, "I don't know... Your crew would be held as they are now, quite likely... And you would probably remain here for whatever purposes the Czarina has in mind for you, from what I've heard, they're not pleasant..."

"Of course." said Perim grimly.

She looked at Richard, ran her eyes over his face as she spoke.

"What would life with you be like?" she asked.

He smiled, "I'm sure you'd be happy living with me in Indiana, I have a large estate, and a nice manor, you'd be free to basically do anything you wanted, I don't know what much else there is to say other than that I'd treat you as a fine noblewoman should be treated, because by marrying me, you'd become a noble in our nation."

"A noble woman?" asked Perim.

"So you wouldn't hit me, hurt me, torture me for your pleasure?"

His expression showed he was very insulted by her suggestions he was some cruel maniac, he was anything but... He quickly dropped his frown though, when he realized she didn't know that, at least not yet. He shook his head, "Of course not, you'd be treated very well..."

"What about sex?" she asked, concerned by the sudden appearance of a frown on Richard's face.

Richard chuckled a bit, "Well I figured that as husband and wife, there would inherently be that, yes, wouldn't there?"

"How.... how much?" she asked nervously. "How much sex? And just with you, yes?"

He was again a bit insulted, her suggesting he'd let other men have sex with her, if she accepted, she'd be his wife, and he'd never let anybody harm whoever was to become his wife.

He shook his head, "You're not seriously suggesting I'd let other men have sex with you if you were my wife? Are you? I'd take care of you."

My God, get a grip thought Perim to herself. The man is willing to protect you, and he says that the crew will be taken care of... they'll live better lives, and perhaps one day they could escape. And certainly, life with this man must be better than whatever horrors the Czarina will come up with next...

"You'll take care of me...." repeated Perim gently, sliding over on the couch closer to Richard.

Richard smiled, nodded his head, and slowly but an arm around her, "Yes, I certainly will."

"Richard Stahlecker, I would be grateful to be your wife." she said.

In the back of her mind, the knowledge that this would help her crew and save her from the Czarina's tortures assured her that it was the best thing to do.

Richard smiled, took her into his arms, and then kissed her.

Perim kissed back, although more gently, softer than Richard might have liked.

Richard smiled a bit, and then asked, "Is something wrong?"

"No Richard." said Perim, worried by his question. She kissed him again, although again, she wasn't sure if it was with as much intensity as Richard might have wanted.

Richard smiled and gently pulled her into the kiss, they kissed for at least a minute or more. He then leaned back a bit so he could talk to her, he smiled as he said, "You'll be so happy with me in Indiana, you'll see." He chuckled a bit, "First we need to get you some clothing appropriate for travel though, yes?"

"Yes, I suppose so." said Perim. "What did you have in mind?"

Richard shook his head, almost laughing, "I have no idea about women's clothing, I was just figuring on giving you some money and having you pick out what you want..."

A look of startled surprise came across Perim's face. "You would do that for me?" she asked.

He smiled, "Of course, why not? You do know of the Stahlecker family and how wealthy we are, yes? I'm quite well-off enough to make sure you're well taken care of, as will our future children be well taken care of."

"Children.... of course." said Perim, trying to conceal her shock. "How many children did you plan on having?"

He raised a brow as though he was thinking, but he already knew the answer, "About eight at least, maybe more... Of course you'll have input on this as well..."

"Of course." said Perim, nervously brushing back a few strands of her hair.

Maybe I'll have escaped by then she thought hopefully to herself. Or maybe someone will come for me before that happens.

Richard stood up, said, "Shall we go then, dear." He said the last part with a smile.

"Yes. Yes, please." said Perim, standing up as well.

He walked over to the door and opened it, he took a bag from a guard and walked back into the room, he handed her the bag, inside were some SRG BDUs, black urban camo, the sort they'd wear for urban raids, it was the best clothing they had on hand for her, it looked like they would fit well enough.

"Thank you." said Perim, appreciating anything that would cover her body up.

She took off the negligee, revealing to Richard her skimpy undergarments, and then dressed in the BDUs as quickly as she could.

As she was getting changed, the Czarina caught word of Richard's plans and stormed into the room with two SRG men behind her, their weapons drawn. She had no intention of letting Perim get away that easily. She shouted for Richard to drop his gun, he slowly took it out of the holster and dropped it. One of the SRG picked it up and pocketed it, they then placed him in handcuffs and started to drag him out of the room, he shouted to her, "Don't worry... I'll speak with the Czar about this..."

Alice had one of the SRG men punch him in the stomach, as she shouted, "No you won't!"

Before he could say anything else, he had been taken out of the room and the door slammed shut and locked.

"No! Please, don't hurt him!" shouted Perim, running towards the closing doors, but her words were met only with their own echoes as the doors slammed shut before her.

One of the officers turned on the intercom for the room and said, "Ms. Perim, if you're still dressed when we come back to check on you, we'll make it a point not only to undress you with great force, but to have fun with you after we do undress you... You're not authorized to wear outer garments, being a whore that is, and let alone SRG clothing."

Perim slumped down against the massive doors that kept her in her prison as she sobbed bitter tears of disappointment. Slowly, she removed the SRG uniform, made her way back to the couch, and put her frilly negligee back on over her barely sufficient undergarments.

The officer then said over the intercom, "Nope, you're no longer authorized to wear that, as a matter of fact, strip totally or else we'll have to come in there and do it for you... This is punishment for conspiring with a noble to circumvent the authority of the Czarina..."

With uncertain slowness, she stripped off her remaining clothes and tossed them into a small pile in front of her. Much to her despair, she was now totally naked - no doubt, the SRG officer over the intercom was watching her as her chest heaved with the heavy breathing of near panic.

He smiled, and said over the intercom, "Maybe I'll have to come in there in a while and personally check up on you, eh? Anyway, don't worry, you won't be alone for long, some allied personnel are going to be paying you visits in a while."

"Please." said Perim. "Don't hurt Richard Stahlecker."

He chuckled a bit, "Well hell, he's already sealed his fate... You made sure of that by talking to him and getting him into your conspiracy, besides, what do you care, our brain wave scanners showed that you really aren't interested in marrying him, you just want to use him to escape, isn't that true? Oh let me guess, you didn't know we could read your thoughts, eh?"

"What - no. What are you talking about?" asked Perim.

He smiled and then proceeded to tell her, in general, her thoughts, they couldn't read thoughts to the extent of knowing what she was about to say, but they could scan brain waves to detect lying, lying was after all, detectable in brain wave patterns, and they could detect it. He chuckled, "You don't believe me, I can tell that, you're also afraid right now, you're very afraid that you're going to wind up with being passed around like a cigarette, and you're right to be afraid, you will be... Before the week is out, probably a few dozen men, if not more, will have had a turn on you."

"No... No. You can't do this...." protested Perim weakly.

The officer smiled, "What? We can't? Why?"

Perim sobbed, covered her breasts with her arms.

"I... I won't let you." she said, sounding like she was trying to convince herself more than anyone else.

"I can't do it. I'll fight you - You can't do this. Please, just let me go!"

The officer opened the door and walked in, two other SRG behind him, they shut the door and guards outside the room locked it. He looked at her, demanding, "Move your hands, drop your arms down your side... I want to get a good look at you...."

Sobbing again, Perim dropped her hands, but took a few steps away from the men.

The officer walked up to her and slapped her in the face with his glove, "Don't step away from me unless you're told to, understand?"

"Yes." said Perim weakly.

He then lifted her head up to eve level with him be putting her hand under her chin and pushing up, forcing her to look him in the eyes... He then shook his head and grinned, "What are we going to do with you... You seem to have a problem obeying orders, and a problem in that you can't restrain yourself from trying to seduce our officials, eh?"

"It - It wasn't my fault." she said in a frightened voice.

"You saw - he came to me. I didn't do anything wrong!"

The officer shook his head and motioned at the couch with his head, telling her, "Lie down..."

"Wh-What are you going to do to me?" she asked.

He pushed her in the direction of the couch, "I said lie down..."

"What are you going to do to me? Please, somebody help me!" screamed Perim as she tried to stumble away from the men. The officer's push had left her off balance.

He then shook his head and sighed, "Do you need to be held down?"

Perim picked up a nearby chair, and held it over her head, ready to throw it.

"Please, stay away from me!" she cried.

The two guards standing to the flanks of their officer drew their pistols, the message was clear.

Lowering the chair, Perim began to sob again as she collapsed onto the ground.

"Please, don't...." she cried.

The officer walked over to her and motioned for the other two to hold her down... They picked up and pushed her onto a table and one stood on either side, holding her in place. The officer looked at her and chuckled, "Don't what? Give you your just rewards?"

"Please, someone help!" screamed Perim.

He laughed, "Who is going to hear you in this estate that would even be remotely inclined to want to help you? Save your breath, or if you need help staying quiet, I could call a friend in here, he could make sure your mouth is too full to be used for talking..."

"No, no, please not that..." cried Perim, shaking her head wildly.

He smiled, "Yeah, I think we'll do just that..." He snapped his fingers and one of the guards held up a radio, while still holding her down. He called in one of his friends, who promptly came walking to the room.

"No, please, I haven't done anything wrong!" Perim begged.

The man stood near her, dropped his pants and shook his head, "You're not obeying orders, that is something wrong... Now get to it..."

Perim clamped her mouth shut and shook her head, tears running down her face.

The man slapped her in the face, "You worthless foreign whore! I ought to kill you, or how about we put you back into the crypt and leave you there?"

"Please, not that." begged Perim.

He frowned, drew his pistol and then said, "Fine, then how about this?"

Sobbing, Perim opened her mouth for the man.

As he was about to drop his underwear, another officer came rushing into the room, shouting, "Hans Stahlecker has heard of the arrest of his son, he says if you wish to remain alive, you won't touch the woman his son wants to marry."

The officer standing over her immediately frowned, slapped her in the face, muttered, "Shit!" and then stepped away from her and pulled his pants back up.

"Oh, thank God!" cried Perim, sobbing with relief.

The officer turned back to her, grinning, "Although maybe we didn't learn of this declaration of Mr. Stahlecker's until after we had already had our fun, eh?"

The other officer who had called him into the room and the two guards smiled, all agreeing, "Yeah, sounds good..." one of them said.

"No - No! You don't want to do that they’ll kill you! I'll tell Richard!" cried Perim.

"You received your orders, now obey or I will tell them what happened!" Perim squirmed on the table.

The one officer who had been the one who burst into the room with news of the declaration of Hans, was a friend of Richards... He leaned down close to her and whispered in her ear, "Do you really like Richard?" he then turned his ear towards her mouth for her to whisper back to him.

Perim hesitated for a heartbeat before replying.

"I love the man." she said.

The officer then nodded his head, stood back up, and drew his pistol, saying, "Nobody is going to touch the future wife of my best friend unless they get through me, do you all really want that trouble?"

The officer who had started the whole problem shook his head and grumbled, "Fine... We'll leave her alone..."

The SRG officer who had nearly had his way with her, leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Don't think this is over, I'll be back later, and if you tell anybody, I'll see you die and it looks like an accident..." He then slapped her in the face and turned to leave, but since he'd hit her, Richard's friend struck him in the back of the head with the grip of the pistol, pistol-whipping him... The man collapsed over, the other guards grumbled some curses and picked him up and carried him out.

Richard's friend helped Perim stand up and handed her back her clothing, he chuckled a bit, trying to downplay the seriousness of the situation and his own nervousness, "Richard's a very lucky man to be getting a woman such as you... I've read about your profile, you're very intelligent... And if you don't mind my saying, very attractive."

"Thank you." replied Perim, not knowing exactly what to think.

"Thank you... for saving me from those men." she said finally.”

He smiled, "Don't mention it, Richard is okay by the way, he'll probably be by later to see you after they release him..." He frowned, "Although I have some bad news, some foreign leaders might be coming here, intent on having their way with you, there isn't much anybody could do to stop that, except the Czar or Czarina... The Czar is asleep and not to be disturbed, his health is an issue today."

"Oh dear." said Perim, worried. "How,,, how many?" she asked.

He shook his head, "Not sure, at least one, but there seems to be a standing invitation to leaders of allied powers, that they can have a go at you... It seems there are literally hundreds of people who are anxiously awaiting the chance to get a turn with you..."

“Hundreds?" repeated Perim, shocked at the number.

The man silently nodded his head, frowning, he then spoke, "It seems that many men are anxious to have sex with you... For probably obvious reasons, yes?"

"I suppose so." said Perim as she finished putting on her negligee.

The man nodded his head a bit, "Well, I'll try to keep an eye on what is going on and keep folks away from pestering you, but really only the Czarina can keep you safe, and honestly, she wants to see you suffer for what you did to her husband, I can see why... But she's taking it way too far..." He whispered that last part, and then added, "Don't tell anybody I said that."

"I won't" she assured him.

He smiled, "Okay, thanks."

"What's going to happen now?" she motioned towards the SRG uniform on the ground. "Can I put that on?"

He shook his head, "I don't know... Why don't you just go to sleep and stay under the covers, go to sleep in the smaller bedroom here, not the larger, the larger one has a camera system I can't bypass... I can loop the camera in the other room so nobody spies on you while you sleep, okay?"

"Thanks." said Perim. She managed a small smile for the man, although it felt forced, even to her.

He nodded his head, and then turned and left.

Climbing into the bed, Kelli Perim drew her covers over her body and lay down, hoping for the best under the circumstances.

As he was leaving, he stopped, turned around, walked to the bedroom she was in, and said loudly, through the door so she could hear him, "Oh, they sold your colleague, Ms. Bay, to a brothel, so don't think for one second they'd hesitate to do the same to you if they could, watch out and be careful who you trust."

Richard told me that my crew was alright." said Perim, honestly surprised.

"Richard... he lied to me."

He shook his head, "Richard had no idea of knowing, I just learned of what happened to her before I came here, after he was arrested... As far as he knew, they were all okay, and indeed, all are okay, except her."

"Can Richard get her back?" asked Perim.

The man shook his head, "Probably not... Richard is only still alive, and you unharmed, because of who his father is, Hans Stahlecker, one of the most powerful men in the nation, but not nearly as powerful as his best friend, Dieter Thaller, perhaps the most powerful individual in the nation."

"Is there any hope for her?" asked Perim. "She is only where she is because of my actions..."

The officer shook his head again, sadly he knew there was likely not any hope, "I don't know... Probably not..."

"Thank you for telling me." said Perim gloomily.

The man nodded his head, "You're welcome... Oh, and before I forget, one man was unaccounted for, a guard of yours, we're not sure what happened to him..."

"He disappeared? Went missing?" asked Perim, trying to mask her excitement.

The man smiled, "Yes, perhaps he escaped, eh?"

"Perhaps." said Perim, trying to sound neutral.

The man then turned and left as he had to get back to his post.

Perim pulled the covers of the bed up to her neck as she tried to make herself comfortable with the new knowledge she'd just been given.

A few hours later, she was sound asleep; she heard the door in the front room of her guestroom opening and people walking in.

"Who's that? Richard?" she asked, afraid of who it was.

A voice called out, "Czarina Alice Fabus..."

Alice's guards opened the door of the bedroom she was in and Alice walked in and sat in a chair near the bed. One of the guards was leering at the woman, Alice frowned and slapped him on the arm, "Not now, at least not yet..."

She then turned to Perim, "So, you think you're safe because Hans Stahlecker wants to keep you safe for his son, eh?"

"Please, I only want to... please Richard." said Perim.

Alice shook her head, "A little late for that, can't please a dead man... Anyway, you think Hans Stahlecker will be around to protect you? He's an old man, and he's outlived the length of time he should remain alive, he'll be joining Richard soon..." of course Alice knew both Richard and Hans well, and knew they were alive and well, and she had not intention of harming either, but Perim had no way of knowing that.

"You've killed Richard! Oh dear God, why?" asked Perim.

Alice grinned, "He had it coming... He was conspiring against my husband's government, by consorting with you..."

"No, he was a good man." said Perim. "If he was...."

She smiled, "Was, what? go on..."

"He was a good man." repeated Perim. "If he was, then he must have had a good reason...."

Alice shook her head, "Nope, and we'll never really know his reasons... Dead men tell no tales..." She giggled a bit, "Say, do you want to see his mutilated corpse?"

"No." said Perim simply. "What are you going to do with me now?"

Alice grinned, "Oh, perhaps you will wind up in the same brothel as your colleague, Ms. Bay, perhaps people will pay to see you two go at it, eh?"

Perim laid in silence, avoiding Alice's gaze.

Alice slapped her in the face, "Well, answer me, when I say something... How would you like that, whore, eh, whore?" She slapped her again.

"No, please stop!" cried Perim, raising her hands over her face in an effort to block any more attacks that were to come.

Alice held both of Perim's hands together, away from her face, and then proceeded to slap her at least two dozen more times.

"No, please, stop!" cried Perim.

She tried to escape, to roll away off the bed, but became entangled in the bed covers.

One of the guards held her down in place as Alice continued to slap her.

"No, please stop!" screamed Perim. She began to kick wildly, but again, her legs were entangled in the bed covers. "Help! Please help!" she screamed, continuing to struggle.

The other guard held her legs down, as the other guard was already holding her body and hands in place, Alice was slapping the woman now, and occasionally giving her hard punches to the face and stomach.

Alice must have slapped her at least six or seven dozen times.

Suddenly there was a man standing in the doorway, Perim couldn't see who, but she heard his voice, "Alice, dear, leave her alone, okay... She's had enough by now, yes?"

It was Roger, the Czar. Alice nodded her head, and walked away from Perim, towards Roger, into his arms. He lifted her up and kissed her, then said, "Dear, why don't you go get lunch ready, okay?"

Alice smiled and left, saying, "Yes, dear, I'll get your lunch for you."

Roger walked over to the bedside, looking at her, "You okay?" he asked

"She hurt me badly." said Perim, rubbing tender spots on her face gently.

Roger shook his head and gently touched her face, "I'll have a doctor look at you in a bit, okay? Anyway, you hurt her badly by taking advantage of my drunkenness the other night... You're lucky she didn't kill you..."

"I know." said Perim. "She came close though..."

Roger shook his head again, "No, I won't let her kill you, don't worry... I don't like you or what you did, but I don't think you deserve to die for it."

"Thank you." said Perim gently. "What are you going to have done to me?" she asked. "And what has happened to my crew? The Czarina says that one man has gone missing while a woman has been sold to a brothel."

Roger nodded his head a bit, "Yes, sadly one woman was sold to a brothel, and yes one man is missing... The rest of your crew is being held at an SRG prison barracks in a base nearby, they're fine."

"Thank you." said Perim before collapsing back onto the bed.

Roger then smiled a bit at her, "I see that one of my governor-general of Indiana, Richard Stahlecker has taken quite a liking to you eh?"

"Yes... it's too bad to hear about his demise." said Perim quietly.

Roger was shocked and puzzled, "What are you talking about? I just spoke with him not even an hour ago, he's fine..."

"The Czarina said that he was dead, that he was scheming against your government." said Perim.

Roger chuckled, "Alice is just trying to get you upset."

"Good." said Perim, exhausted from all of the assaults and deceptions that she had been a victim of.

Roger patted her gently on her head and whispered, "You get some sleep now... You've made some mistakes, but deserve a chance to repent and live a pious life... I'll try to assure your safety..." He then started to walk towards the door.

Perim pulled the sheets up as best she could to cover as much of her body as possible before resting.

Roger left the room and shut the door behind him.

He then walked out of the guest room all together and shut the front door to it as he left, locking it behind him.

As he was leaving, the SRG officer from earlier, who had lost his chance to rape her but told her that he'd be back, pushed open the door to her bedroom, he'd snuck in after the Czarina and Czar had the front room door unlocked and opened when they were in her bedroom, and he'd been hiding... Now he was standing in her doorway looking at her as she slept.

He slowly walked over to the side of the bed, and looked down at her, he let out a little laugh, just enough that she might hear him.

The man then took a pillow from the other side of the bed, one she wasn't using, and slowly and carefully climbed onto the bed, he pushed the pillow over her face, immediately cutting off her supply of oxygen, and he used his knees to pin her arms down.

She recognized the voice as he chuckled and said, "Hello, told you I'd be back, eh?"

The pressure on her arms was enough to awaken Perim with a start, and immediately began screaming as she recognized the man that was onto of her.

She couldn't scream, let alone breathe, will the pillow on her face as it was.

"Help, he's trying to kill me!" she screamed, her voice muffled by the pillow. She struggled, but slowly, her oxygen supply grew low. Her struggles grew weaker and weaker until they stopped altogether.

He lifted the pillow slowly off her face, she was nearly in unconscious, but the flow of fresh air brought her back to awareness, he whispered to her, "If you scream, I'll kill you, understand?"

Perim nodded silently, tears in her eyes.

He then smiled a bit, "Where did we leave off earlier, do you remember what you were about to do?"

Perim shook her head 'no'.

He motioned with his head at the pillow, "Do you want this over your face again?"

"Please don't hurt me... the Czar said he'd watch me..." she said in a voice barely above a whisper.

He shook his head, "No, afraid not, the Czar is downstairs, trying to talk to his wife about why you should be spared, he is far too busy to babysit you... Also he is having problems with domestic conspiracies and intrigues... And you won't get hurt if you do as you're told..."

"What do you want me to do?" asked Perim, afraid of what his answer would be.

He pulled his pants down and tossed them aside, "I think you know, yes?" he said.

He looked at her, "Same thing you did to the Czar when he was drunk, you'll do it for me now, seems you like to harm our Czar, so I'll make you learn your lesson... Get started..."

"Please... don't make me." she begged.

He shook his head, "Why? You did it so willingly on the Czar, but maybe you were trying to ruin his marriage and make it seem like he wanted it, eh? Ruin his marriage, ruin him emotionally, and our nation falls apart, was that your plan?"

"I'll... I'll tell Richard about what you've done." Perim said, trying to squirm away.

He made sure to keep her in place, "No, sorry, he won't be able to help you, he'll be in jail for the next for years, breaking rocks..."

"No, I don't believe you!" said Perim, trying again to escape.

He pushed her back into place and made sure to hold her down, he then picked up the pillow with his free hand, "Shall I use this again?" he asked.

Perim lunged with all of her remaining strength forwards as one of his hands was still on the pillow, and began to scream for help.

He pushed the pillow down immediately on her face, and pressed hard.

"No, please no!" Perim cried into the pillow as it suffocated her, drained her of her air.

He then asked her, "Well, will you comply then?"

Perim only lied on the bed, gasping for air and sobbing. "Please.....don't...." she managed to say.

He pressed down harder.

Perim only managed to struggle weakly for a moment or two before she stopped, totally at his mercy.

He then asked her, "Does that mean you'll comply?"

"Yes, oh God, yes." sobbed Perim.

He tossed the pillow aside and grinned, "Good..."

Perim punched him in the jaw and tried to rise from the bed, screaming for help, trying to get out from the tangle of bed sheets.

He punched her as hard as he could right in the stomach, totally knocking the wind entirely out of her.

He raised a hand to his jaw, he barely felt it, he shook his head, "Bad move... Big mistake..."

Perim collapsed onto the bed.

She felt him pulling the sheets off of her, he was about to pull her underwear down.

She weakly put her hands over her crotch, tried to protect herself as she felt the cool air on her now exposed thighs.

He pushed her hands out of the way and readied, he'd be starting any second now.

Suddenly she noticed somebody was standing next to the bed, looking at the man, it was Richard, he pulled him off of her, he was shocked, "What the hell! you're supposed to be in jail!"

Richard jammed a knife into the man's body, and pushed it up under his rib cage and into his diaphragm, the man gasped for air and Richard tossed him aside to die a few seconds later.

He knelt down by the side of the bed, "Are you okay?" he asked, then adding, "The Czar agreed to let me come visit you and check on you, he couldn't have picked a better time to agree, eh? He won't bother you anymore."

He looked down at the man and then spat on him.

"Oh Richard, he - he was going to rape me, it was horrible."

He nodded his head, "Yes, I know, some people here really hate you, think that you were trying to destroy our nation by making the Czar unstable by trying to wreck his marriage... I only hope I can either get them to see the truth or get you out of here soon."

Perim managed to raise herself off the bed and hug Richard. "You saved me." she said softly.

He smiled and hugged her back, he then looked at her, bruised from earlier when Alice hit her, "You need a doctor..." he lifted her up into his arms, "Let's get you to a doctor right away, okay?"

"Okay." said Perim wearily.

He noticed she was naked; he set her back down, saying, "You want to get dressed first though?"

"Can I put on that uniform that's been lying over there for an hour?" asked Perim.

He looked down at the dead man next to the bed, the knife still in him, she could see the look of hatred in his eyes, he didn't seem to hear what she said, he was focused on hating those who wanted to harm her, he considered them without honor for trying to harm an unharmed and harmless woman who was only doing what so many women in the Mississippian intelligence corps did, their assigned jobs.

Finally after nearly thirty seconds, he snapped out of it, he replied, "Yes, of course, that will be fine."

Perim put her undergarments back on before making her way over to where Richard had left a uniform earlier.

She changed out of her negligee and into the uniform while he watched.

He smiled at her, she could tell he thought she was stunningly beautiful.

"Shall we go?" she asked once she was done.

He nodded his head, "Yes, one thing really quick..."

Richard dragged the dead man out into the hall and threw him in front of two of the guards, "Get this trash out of my sight..."

The guards sighed, "You killed an SRG officer? The Czarina won't like it when she hears about this..."

Richard frowned, he knew it was the truth, she'd be furious, he smiled nervously, "Just please don't tell right away, keep this fact hidden for as long as possible, okay?"

The men nodded, "Fine, we can maybe get you a few hours of time just don't expect too much."

Richard shook their hands, "Thank you, thank you."

He then turned to Kelli, "Shall we go then?"

"Yes, please lead the way." she said.

He stealthily led her down into the bunker, where the hospital was, a few times on the way, they had to duck for cover as Alice was walking about the mansion, complaining to herself aloud about the alleged NMWO conspiracy and talking to herself, again aloud, about possible ways to deal with it. Roger kept telling her to relax and calm down, but she was getting herself worked up and into a frenzy, all the more reason, Richard was careful to avoid her.

They arrived at the bunker and the level the doctor was on, he checked Kelli over and gave her some medication and morphine and other assorted things to treat the pain.

He then gave her a quick advanced treatment that basically removed all the bruises and cuts so one could never tell she'd been roughed up unless they were told.

It was advanced technology; stuff that most people outside of Mississippi had no idea even existed.

"Wow." said Perim, touching her face. She looked at Richard. "How did he just do that?"

The doctor shook his head, "Classified..."

Richard smiled, "I'm afraid he's right..."

Perim simply nodded, content with the fact that they had treated her so well. "Well, classified or not, thank you doctor, for your excellent care." said Perim.

Richard gently ran his hand along her smooth and lovely face, before he kissed her, "All I care is that you're okay... I don't care how he did it..."

The doctor smiled, "Well, you two just keep out of trouble now, remember, you were never here, you never met me... Okay?"

Richard smiled back, "Met who now?"

The doctor grinned, "Exactly."

Perim gave a wave of thanks to the doctor as she kissed Richard again.

"What are we going to do now?" she asked.

"And what is the NMWO? I heard the Czarina mentioning it."

He whispered in her ear as they were in the elevator leaving the bunker, "A conspiracy of the most powerful individuals in Mississippi and the world, working to build a global state under Mississippian guidance..." he hesitated, "My father is the second in command of the conspiracy..."

"And they are opposed to Czar Fabus?" asked Perim.

He nodded his head, "Only because he is opposed to a global plan, he is much more of an isolationist... They are plotting to kill him, he is aware of it, he is going to send a body double out into the open to draw them out of hiding and get them to try to make NEMA carryout a martial law plan..."

Richard shook his head, "I don't really want to talk about that, I find it very disturbing, we can talk about it later, as it unfolds, okay?"

"Of course." said Perim. "Where are we headed now?" she asked.

He whispered in her ear as he grinned, "If you'd like... I'd take you back to my room; nobody would think to look for us there, at least not for a while... We might, kill a bit of time if you'd like..."

"What if someone finds us?" asked Perim, worried about what might happen.

He shook his head, "Nobody would find us... At least, probably not... We could return to your room if you want, but it seems that people just happen to be lurking about trying to harm you..." he was quick to add, "But they won't get to do anything to you so long as I have my say in the matter."

He smiled and pulled out a pistol, "And this is my say, if anybody tries to harm you, this is what my say is that they get..."

Perim gave Richard a quick peck on the cheek. "Alright then, your room." she said. She wasn't entirely sure if she felt comfortable sleeping with Richard, but she knew that he was her only hope now of surviving.

Richard smiled and gently lifted her up into his arms as the elevator came to a halt on the basement floor, he checked to make sure the coast was clear, it was. He quickly but carefully carried her up to his room, lucky for him that Alice had stopped wandering the halls long enough to go gently nag Roger for trying to sneak a cigarette.

Richard set Kelli down on his bed and then turned around and locked the bedroom door, he'd already locked the front room door.

Kelli began to slowly undress, tossing parts of the uniform she was wearing into a pile on the floor.

He looked at her as she undressed, giving her his full attention, he then sighed a bit and asked, "Are you sure you want to do this? I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do."

Perim, now dressed only in her undergarments, paused for a moment.

"God Richard.... I'm just... I'm not sure. You saved my life more than once, I just thought that this was what you wanted." she said.

What Perim didn't mention, of course, was that Richard was also her best chance of escaping from the mansion, from Mississippi.

He nodded his head, "Yes, I want to, but only if you do as well... I could never force somebody to do something they didn't want to do, especially this... And I don't want my first time to be with somebody who isn't completely willing and certain they really want to."

Perim got up off the bed and embraced Richard, letting her head rest on his chest.

"Richard... you are a true gentleman." she said to him. "Thank you."

He smiled and kissed her on the forehead, "Thank you... I try, I try, my father, despite his secret society ties and his conspiracies, made sure to teach me his values of chivalry, and I always tried to listen and do the right thing."

"You've always done the right thing." she said. "You've been my rescuer and my knight today."

He gently brushed some of her out from in front of her eyes and face and he slowly moved in closer to her and kissed her.

Perim returned the kiss with equal passion and intensity.

He isn't really like the others, Perim thought to herself. He's different. Better.

As she pushed into his kiss, he ended up falling over onto the bed, she ended up on top of him, he put his arms around her and kept kissing her, not paying attention to the fact he'd basically fallen, he didn't care.

Perim ran her hands through his hair, felt his face, his chest, as she continued to kiss him.

He slowly pushed his pants off and tossed them aside, still kissing her. He then pulled a blanket over the both of them and she started.

A while later, they had finished, there lying in bed talking, she was resting on him, still lying on top of him, kissing him every now and then, he smiled and kissed her back as he asked, "Did you enjoy that?"

"Yes, very much so." she said, still with one hand on his muscular chest.

"That was... it was amazing."

He smiled, "Likewise..."

"You're a gentle man Richard... and I like that." she said.

He then spoke again, "You know I was in intelligence for a while, I had seen your profile, and I knew from the day, I had to meet you... I'm very glad I have been honored to meet you, it made all the months of tiring and thankless work in intelligence worth it."

Perim laughed softly. "You know Richard, I think CM was the last place I expected to meet an admirer... someone like you."

He smiled, "And I had always expected that I'd probably end up like my brothers, marrying nobles from foreign countries for various reasons, love, land deals, a combination of both..." the then thought better of it, "Actually, come to think of it, I can't think of one of my brothers who married for anything other than love... The only thing one should marry for..."

"Can there be no peace between DC and CM?" asked Perim, thinking about their future.

He smiled, "I'm sure there will be... My father is an old man, Dieter Thaller is an old man, they're going to either die or retire from all of their conspiracies soon, and none of my brothers except one or two perhaps, would be willing to carry on their illuminati conspiracies."

"So what will happen in CM?" asked Perim, moving so she was now propped up on one elbow, facing Richard.

Richard smiled and gently moved closer to her, putting his arms around her and kissing her, "Don't worry, we'll finally have the assertive semi-isolationist state that the Czar and Czarina so hope for."

Perim kissed him back, stopped propping herself up with her elbow and allowed herself to fall into Richard's arms.

Richard took her into his arms and grinned, "Hmmm... I seem to have caught myself a magnificent catch..."

"Catch?" asked Perim, half seriously.

He smiled, "Yes, you silly, a wonderful lovely woman, a once in a lifetime gal..."

Perim gave Richard soft kiss before throwing one of her own arms around him and letting her head rest on his shoulder.

He smiled and leaned back, totally, an unspoken offer to let her rest her body on his, entirely putting herself in his arms if she wanted.

She smiled and did so, feeling secure, safe in his arms.

He put his arms around her and kissed her on the forehead and then closed his eyes, tired, wanting to fall asleep now, with her in his arms.

Kelli Perim let out a soft yawn. "I'm so tired Richard. I was afraid to go to sleep, but now I know that I'm safe. I'm safe here with you..."

He smiled and kissed her again, "Sleep now, you'll be okay... Don't worry."

Perim let her eyes slowly close to the world beyond as she drifted into a peaceful sleep.

About eight hours later, she woke up, he was still asleep, she heard knocking on the front room door.



OOC: Related thread -> State funeral for Secretary Kelli Perim by the Colonial Government, who believe that she's dead: http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=384442

This post too, should be noted as an age warning for adult situations, and content possibly not suited for those who take offense to things easily (not explicit sexually, it’s quite implied and not graphic, but still, some people take offense, so just realize, you’ve been warned, if you’re offended by tortures (the torture can get graphic at times, but it paints a good picture of how brutal the SRGIO can be to those they deem enemies of the Czar). Also there tobacco use, alcohol use, and language, if any of that all offends you, please don’t proceed to read this)








"Richard, wake up. Someone's knocking on your door." she said quietly but with a worried voice, shaking Richard's shoulder.

Richard was a bit tired still, and he said in a groggy tone, "What? The door? What time is it?" The clock was flashing, the power had flickered, and she didn't know what time it was. Richard stood up and slipped into a robe as he tucked his pistol in his robe pocket.

He walked out of the bedroom, telling her, "Wait here..." and then he opened the front door after checking and seeing it was six SRG men and the Czarina, he didn't want to anger her. Although he didn't know she was already quite angry, and perhaps a bit drunk.

The soldiers came pushing into the room and two of them grabbed a hold of him and held his arms behind his back, to other soldiers took turns kicking and hitting him, he tried to break out of the hold of the two men holding his arms behind his back, but he couldn't manage to do it. Kelli heard the shouting and fighting sounds from the front room.

Kelli was getting dressed as Richard went to answer the door, but only had on her undergarments when the unmistakable sounds of fighting were heard. She immediately rushed out of the bedroom to see if Richard was alright.

The two SRG men holding him, were now supporting his entire weight, holding him up while the other two beat him senseless, he probably should have been unconscious by now, but he was struggling to stay awake, he managed to shout to Alice, "Leave her alone, please..." One of the soldiers shook his head, "Shut up!" he shouted before cracking Richard in the head with a club, he wound up spitting out a stream of blood across the floor.

Alice sighed, "Look at this, you've ruined the carpet!"

Two of the SRG went to grab hold of Kelli, and they did so.

"No!" screamed Perim. "Richard, answer me! Are you alright? Can you hear me?"

Richard was obviously fading into unconsciousness, he shook his head, stuttering as he spoke, "I.... Fine... Okay... Don't... None, worry..." he then passed out. The two men holding him up kept holding him, the other two men kept beating him.

Roger came walking by and peered in the room, he exploded, rushing in, "What the fuck is going on!"

Alice sighed, "Roger, he had to learn..."

He didn't let her finish the sentence, he slapped her across the face and shouted, "You will not dictate to my governors, they take their orders from me..."

She started to cry and threw herself into his arms, apologizing and begging his forgiveness.

Roger sighed and asked her, "Forgive me for slapping you, okay Alice, that was uncalled for..." She nodded her head and smiled at him, then the two of them left to go talk in private.

The SRG stopped beating Richard and just dropped him in his place and left the room, leaving him bleeding and unconscious on the flood.

Perim rushed over to Richard's battered form and put her hands around his face.

"Richard, can you hear me?" asked Perim, looking around for something to stop the bleeding.

"Medic! We need a medic!" she yelled into the corridor.

One of the men walking by looked over at her, "What is wrong? I'm a doctor..." It was one of the other bunker doctors, on his daily walk through the mansion before he'd get a light snack.

The doctor looked into the room and saw Richard, he rushed to his side, "What happened? He looks like he got hit by a car!"

"The SRG beat him up." said Perim. "Is he going to be alright?"

The doctor looked at him and shook his head, "Fraid not... I need to get him to the hospital right away... There is a hospital in the bunker, help me carry him..."

The doctor struggled to lift him up, but he was too heavy for him to handle by himself.

Perim grabbed Richard's shoulder's, put her hands under his arms and lifted.

"You're going to be okay Richard, we're going to take good care of you." she said to him while struggling to lift him up.

Her and the doctor were able, with a bit of difficulty, to get him down to the hospital, and taken care of. It would take a few hours, Kelli decided to sit around and wait, but Alice and the SRG with her had other ideas. Roger had gone to sleep for a while, still feeling sick, and Alice decided to get Kelli back for "Seducing a Stahlecker"...

The SRG sent three men into the bunker hospital and two of them literally just ripped her out of the chair she was in, dragging her into the elevator to take her back to the basement level.

In the elevator on the way back up, they stripped her down to her negligee and her undergarments, one of the SRG ran his hands up and down her body as he said, "Checking you for concealed weapons..."

"Where are you taking me? Has the Czar given you these orders?" asked Perim nervously.

The man, still running his hands over her body, said, "No, the Czarina has, you're to be put on ice for a while, if you can guess what that means... She wants you nice and cold for a friend of hers who might want to have a go at you later..."

"No, stop." she said, trying to escape the groping hands of the man. "The Czar wouldn't want you to do this. Check with him!"

The man pulled her right up against his body and slapped her in the face, "You complain too much you know."

"The Czar - check with the Czar!" she said as she tried to push herself away from the guard.

She really didn't want to be placed into some kind of cold torture again.

The guard pushed her up against the wall of the elevator and pressed the stop button, the other two smiled, "Think we'd have time?" One of them nodded, "We probably would yeah... But what if the Czarina's friend doesn't want her damaged, he may want to buy her cute little ass, right?"

The one who had remained silent thus far nodded his head, "Yeah, I see what you mean..."

"Czarina's friend? What's going on?" asked Perim, struggling to squeeze out of the guard's grip.

The guard pushed her up against the wall and whispered in her ear, "A friendly foreign leader might be stopping by, well wait, will be stopping by, to have a go at you in a while... And they say he's a real sadist when it comes to sex and women..."

"Oh God no...." said Perim, frightened. "Please, just let me go. Get off of me, please, please, get off of me."

The man smiled, whispering in her again, "I like it when a woman begs, you're really getting me going here... I might not be able to contain myself much longer..."

"No - what will the Czarina think? What will the Czar think when he finds out? You have to let me go!"

The man shook his head, "No, the Czarina wants to be there to witness you being bent over by these folks and put in your place..."

Perim tried to knee the man and escape from his grip on her body.

The other two men pushed her hard into the wall, one shouting, "Hey! Where would you go, you're in an elevator, remember... Now answer me a few questions and we might let you get out of here without being passed around..."

"What....what questions?" asked Perim, still squirming wildly.

One of the men sighed and took out a piece of rope from his pocket and pulled her hands behind her back and tied them tight in place, pushing her back against the wall as he brought her elbows together, holding them together so tight they were touching as he tied them together, he then slapped her in the face, "Questions? I ask the questions! Don't question what questions I have to question you about!"

"What?" cried Perim. "Just stop hitting me! I'll tell you, please, just stop hitting me!"

The man started asking her questions, "Okay... What are you doing with Richard Stahlecker?"

"He wants to marry me!" she shouted.

The man scoffed, "And do you want to marry him?"

"Yes!" replied Perim.

Truth was, she wasn’t totally sure, but she did seem to want to, and she didn't want to go into alot of detail with the men who had her tied up and pinned to an elevator wall.

One of them asked her, "So, you're not just using him to try to get out of this estate, are you? And what exactly did you hope to achieve by trying to seduce our Czar the other day?"

"Information." she said. "I needed information on CM's plans for the future."

The man shook his head, "Information, you don't need to know a thing about our nation, okay?"

"Okay, okay!" said Perim. "Now could you untie me? I promise I won't fight you or anything."

The man slowly slid a hand into her underwear, "No, I really don't want to... There is something else I'd rather do though..."

"No, no!" shouted Perim. She tried to jerk her body away as she felt his hand on her flesh. "Stop! Please, I've answered your questions!"

He shook his head, "No, not really, you didn't answer why you really were trying to seduce our Czar, you tried before to, in Western Sahara, during the FSI conference, what was your excuse then?"

"Same reason, needed to gain intelligence!" gasped Perim, squirming and trying to avoid letting the men grope her.

The man pushed her down on the ground, she was now free from his grasp, he frowned and pushed the button for the elevator to continue on upwards.

She squirmed on the cold floor of the elevator as they made their way up. "Where is the Czar?" she asked, trying to get herself into an upright position.

The man refused to answer, when the elevator came to the top, he pulled her to her feet by her hair and pushed her forward and out of the elevator.

Perim groaned in pain and stumbled out of the elevator, nearly loosing her balance as she came to a stop.

The man pushed her forward in such a manner that she tripped over a nearby step in the floor and fell, he lifted her up off the ground by her hair again, and chuckled, "Dang, you're clumsy..."

"Oh God.... ahhhhh let me go!" she screamed in agony. "Help! Oh God, help! Please, let me go!"

The three guards escorted, more like carried her, to a meat freezer locker in the back of one of the kitchens. One of the men pushed her inside, and ran her into the back wall, he stood right behind her as he pushed her up against the wall, her face against the freezing cold steel, "Cold enough for you?" He asked.

"Oh - Oh - Please, please, stop." she cried. "It hurts, I'm cold..."

The man smiled, "I could warm you up... Hehehehehe...."

"No!" Perim tried to make her way to her feet, get away from him. "Please, don't!"

One of the soldiers there took a chunk of ice and dropped it down her underpants, the other soldier dropped some ice down her negligee, one of them then took some rope and found a large block of ice, and pushed her against it, and started to tie her to it.

"Oh no, get it out!" screamed Perim, desperately trying to dislodge the ice from her frilly underwear. She was reduced to helpless flopping in an effort to escape that ice that invaded her most sensitive areas as the men tied her to a block of ice that gave her back a freezing temperature.

One of the men then looked at her, "Get what out? Is something wrong? Are you cold?" he was obviously patronizing her.

"Please, in... in my..." she was still trying to squirm around, trying to dislodge the ice. In her desperation, she stuck her crotch forwards, towards the man.

"The ice - please, take it out!" she begged.

The man smiled and nodded, "Offering me something... Okay... I'll accept..."

"Please, just take it out, please, please, please...." she begged, still squirming against the ropes, trying the dislodge the ice.

The man pulled the rope tighter, allowing her no room to squirm against the block of ice she was on.

"Oh God no, please, take it out. Just reach in... pull the ice out. Please...." begged Perim.

The man shook his head and dropped some more ice onto her, this time on her stomach.

"No, no, please no!" she screamed. "Please.... stop torturing me!" she began to cry, tears ran down her face. "Please... just take out the ice! I beg of you, please!"

The man chuckled and his friends helped him dump even more ice down her negligee and her panties.

"No! Please, oh God, no!" she screamed. "Please, someone help me! Help me!"

She struggled against the ropes, but they continued to hold her tight against the ice block.

One of the men then sighed, "Let's get out of here..." The other two men didn't want to leave yet, one of them took a piece of tape and put it over her eyes so she wouldn't be able to see what was going on around her.

"No... no! What are you doing?" Perim shook her head, trying to dislodge the tape, but had no success.

"Please, take the ice out! Please!" she cried.

She heard one of the men unzipping his pants and then saying, "You just sit there and open up, okay?"

She shook her head. "Help!" she screamed, before closing her mouth.

The next sound she heard was the cocking of a pistol.

"No.... please." she begged. "The Czar will be furious when he finds out...." she ended her sentence in sobbing.

The man sighed, "Yeah, you're probably right, but you wouldn't dare tell him, would you?"

"I won't tell him if you take the ice away and let me out of here." sobbed Perim.

The man slapped her in the face and said, "No deal... Besides, it'd be your word against mine. Anyway, we'll just leave you in peace to enjoy the cool air here..." He lastly shoved a piece of ice into her mouth when she opened her mouth to talk.

She spat the ice back out at him.

"The Czar will know unless you get me out of here!" she screamed.

The man pushed some more ice into her mouth, sealing it in by slapping some tape over her mouth.

Her muffled screams of pain could barely be heard - the chunk of ice that he had shoved in had been nearly large enough to choke her, but she had no choice but to suck on it until it became smaller.

She tossed her head around in blindness, jerked uselessly against the ropes, humiliated at having to suck on the gigantic chunk of ice to avoid chocking, and still trying to get the painful pieces of ice away from her crotch, where they were lodged.

The man grinned, "Dang, she sucks on that ice good... I wonder if she'd suck other stuff good..." He then whispered in her ear, "Want to try sucking something else?"

A panicked muffled noise came out of Perim's throat as she continued to suck on the still too large ice but began to shake her head to indicate 'no'.

The man ripped the tape off of her mouth, pulled the ice out and stuck something else in, telling her, "Get started..."

Perim only sputtered and tried to move her head away.

One of the other guards in the room held a pistol to her and cocked the hammer back, it made a loud clicking sound, she knew what it was.

"Please don't make me do this." she said, even as she stopped her struggles.

The other guard drew his pistol and cocked it as well.

"Alright... alright....please, just take the ice out after?" she pleaded.

The man shook his head, "Maybe..."

She began on the man in front of her, who'd been the most insistent.

When she finished with him, the next man went, and then the last man... The first man who had gone walked up back to her, slapped her in the face and chuckled, "You did good... Here, have some more ice..." He then got a handful of large ice ready to jam into her mouth again, just to be cruel, he didn't get into the SRGIO by being nice.

She tried to push the ice back out with her tongue, to force it away as she felt it being shoved inside of her mouth.

The man quickly smacked some more tape over her mouth after he crammed her mouth full of ice... He then dropped more down her panties and her negligee; he just liked to see her squirm.

She screamed in anger and pain as she felt even more ice dropped down onto her - the men had never meant a word they'd said except for the threats.

The three SRG then all turned to leave, one quickly came back and dumped a bucket of forty degree water all over Perim though.

Perim's screams, although louder than they were before, still were barely heard through the gag that was muffling her. Her white undergarments and negligee quickly became transparent as they stuck to her skin.

The man then taped a piece of ice to the back of her neck and then under her armpits, just to be extra cruel.

Perim screamed and struggled and squirmed as he did this, but it in the end did nothing to ease her suffering.

The man then whispered to her, "You take care now, bye."

Her only reaction was to try to beg him to take her with them out of the cold before she froze, but her words were simply muffled until they were barely heard and not understood.

The man then stopped and found a sizeable piece of ice, he got a rather evil idea, he slowly walked back up to her, whispered, "I found something to keep you company..." He slowly put the ice where he figured it would really get a reaction, he then turned and left.

He slowly pulled her panties down and put the ice where he figured it would really get a reaction, he then taped it in place and pulled her panties back up and left before he had to hear her muffled complaints.

Perim stopped squirming immediately as she felt where the man had placed the last piece of ice. A low moan of horror and pain muffled by another piece of too large ice in her mouth emerged from her as she realized what he was doing. After he had taped it in place and pulled her panties back up, Perim didn't dare move. She had never felt anything like what she felt then her struggles were simply causing her pain as the foreign intruder moved in its lodged location. She stopped moving, can to a total standstill, and simply cried out in pain and humiliation at the situation.

Alice walked by the locker and looked in through the window, she just had to go in and torment Perim a bit... She opened the locker door and walked in, walking over the blindfolded and gagged woman, restrained against the block of ice. She smiled as she whispered in her ear, "Rise and shine."

Perim tried to plea through her gag.

"Psssht emmmf meeeph"

She managed to choke out through the ice chunk in her mouth.

"elllllph meeeph." she cried.

Her words were barely understandable.

Alice smiled, "Of course I'll help you..." She had a guard who had accompanied her lift a block of ice up onto Perim's chest, the block covered her entire chest and it must have weighed at least fifty pounds.

It was rectangular in shape, and once it had been placed on her, Alice climbed on top of it and sat down hard on it, "I think I could sit here all day, maybe read a book or have dinner brought to me... Eh?"

"nmmmph! nmmph!" Muffled screams came from Perim's throat as she wildly tossed her head back and forth.

The weight of the new ice block and Alice onto of it was squeezing the air out of her lungs. Perim again tried to scream, but only ended up nearly choking on the massive ice chunk in her mouth as result.

Alice then smiled and said, "Maybe a few guards should join me up here, it's so comfortable, eh?"

Perim continued to rapidly shake her head from side to side as she became extremely short of breath.

Alice looked down at her and then pushed asked the guard for some cotton balls, saying, "I wonder how well she could breathe if her nose was plugged up and she could barely get anything in through that gag over her mouth..."

Alice slowly slid her hand over the woman's nose, blocking off her nostrils so she couldn't breathe at all now."

"nmmph pheesh!" cried Perim, trying to shake her head, loosen Alice's grip on her nose.

The guard handed her some cotton balls and Alice promptly stuffed one up each of her nostrils and taped them in place.

Perim now wildly shook her head, tried to dislodge her instruments of torture. She could no longer scream, for she simply did not have the air any longer. She tossed her head back and forth, desperately trying to get air somehow.

Her struggles became weaker as she ran down her air supplies - her bound fingers clawed at nothing but empty air as she felt herself begin to black out.

Alice looked at her watch; she was going to give it three minutes. After three minutes, Alice removed the cotton

Perim gasped for air, sucked in as much as she could as soon as the cotton balls were removed. She once again nearly choked on the massive piece of ice taped in he mouth, and had to struggle to keep it from blocking her throat, which would have suffocated her as well as the cotton balls would have.

Her breathing was still extremely difficult under the weight of Alice and her ice block though, her chest was still compressed and her lungs unable to totally fill themselves. Perim could not draw in a full breath at all.

She began to sob, try to squirm under the ice.

Alice stepped off the block of ice after one of the guards said, "Do you think we could roll her over so I could get at her rear?" Alice nodded and helped them push the block of ice off of her chest.

Perim took a full breath of air, relieved to have the pressure off of her chest as the ice block was removed.

She shifted uncomfortably on the ice, moaning at the pain caused by the cold and the ice that had been stuffed into her clothes and body by the SRG men.

The SRG men managed to roll her over so she was on her stomach, keeping all the ice stuffed in her clothing, and keeping her restrained to the ice. She felt one of them pulling her panties down.

Perim clawed blindly with her fingers, struggled as much as possible and screamed as she felt her panties slide down her thighs.

She began to beg as well as struggle in her desperation.

Alice sat on the woman's back, pressing her forward into ice she was still on, "You know what, I think that I'll just sit here for a while, it's even more comfortable than the ice block earlier." As she was sitting there, the soldier who had wanted to get at her rear, started doing just that.

"nmmmph! nmmmph!" screamed Perim. She rapidly shook her head from side to side as she tried to claw at the Czarina on her back with her hands.

One of the guards then shifted the rope around so Perims hand's were tied to the sides, away from Alice. After the first guard finished with her, a second one started.

Perim continued to scream and struggle in pure agony and humiliation as another man came onto of her. In all of her years, she had never done it that way with a man - never let a man do it that way, even if he really wanted to. She had always avoided it that way - but now, it was hardly her choice. It was bad enough being violated with a piece of ice, but now there were SRG men upon her.

They simply pounded against her, slapped her body as they fulfilled their desires. Pinched and caressed her, taunted and hit her to get her to squirm.

After the last of the guards finished, Alice stood up off of her, "Hey, maybe we should get a whole platoon in here, form a line and they can take turns, eh?"

Perim shook her head back and forth desperately, tried to say no through her gag.

Alice sighed, "Fine, I think you've had enough for now..." With that, the SRG and Alice left, locking the door behind them.

Perim, still cold and exposed and with the harsh cold of ice in her now hiked up negligee, rubbing against her body, began to cry softly in her solitude.

For the following post, it was involving Kahta, Decisive Action, and Democratic Colonies. Narrations for DA were in non-bold, DC were in bold, and Kahta were in Italics.

This takes the view from Sam and Alice, well it starts out from their view, just briefly hitting on some of the events that led up to Ms. Perim winding up tied to a block of ice in the kitchen locker, and then moving along to the arrival of Sam.

As with the previous post, this one may contain some adult situations, but probably less than the last one (Sam isn’t nearly as sadistic and evil as the SRGIO can be)



Alice decided to call Sam in Kahta and see how he was doing, and what he thought of the recent DC incident.

She dialed the number and waited.

Sam's phone was ringing, so he picked it up. "Hello?"

Alice smiled, "Sam, Sam, how are you?"

"Good, yourself? What do I owe to you for this call?"

Alice looked over at Ms. Perim, who was sitting in a chair in her room; Alice was currently in the room that had been given to Ms. Perim, the room with barred windows and a steel door, and no vents to get out. Alice smiled as she said loudly into the phone, so both Sam and Ms. Perim could hear, "Sam, did you hear about Ms. Perim from Democratic Colonies? Her plane?"

"Yes, its such a tragedy isn't it? She's pretty good looking."

"Too bad an ugly whore like Yuna wouldn't die"

Alice shook her head, "She's alive and well, well sort of well... She tried to seduce my Roger and she tried to spy on our nation, we staged the plane wreck and are keeping her here as a prisoner, you can come by and have some fun with her if you want, that's what she is here for now."

Alice turned to Ms. Perim and grinned, knowing that she'd been talking perfectly loud enough for her to hear.

Perim avoided Alice's gaze, turned to look out a window.

"Sure, I'd love to."

"What kind of condition is she in?"

Alice smiled, "Oh, she's in good condition, untouched as of right now, you could break her in."

"Sure, sounds good. Keep her in a cold place so I can be her "hero". A little psychological trauma would do her well."

"Can you get me an SRG uniform or something? I'm 6'4" and 185."

Alice chuckled, "She was already in a cold place... We can put her back in one... You want a uniform, might I ask why?"

Perim sobbed as she realized that they might freeze her again.

"I'll tell her she's being released, and be nice to her, then turn on her, so she doesn't trust anyone."

Alice giggled, "Oh, brilliant, brilliant, okay, I'll get right on it... See you soon..." She then hung up.

Alice walked up to Perim, "You... Up, come with me..."

"Please don't freeze me again Czarina." said Perim.

Alice shook her head and had three SRG guards toss Perim into a meat locker in the kitchen; she was still dressed in the same negligee she'd been wearing from earlier.

A few hours later, Sam arrived at Stalingrad. Alice was sitting around drinking a glass of orange juice and eating a sandwich. Roger was getting checked to make sure he didn't get thing from Perim when she made contact with him.

Sam knocked on the door to the Kitchen Alice was in. "Hello? Anybody home?"

Alice opened the door and grinned, "Sam, come in... Your uniform is on the table over there, major..." She giggled a bit at that major part, he looked over and saw the black uniform, with a cap and boots, and even officers gloves.

"Thank you very much Alice. I'll change in the bathroom." He walked over to the bathroom, knocked on the door, and opened it.

When inside he removed his suit, and put on the uniform, including the gloves.

Alice walked over to the freezer locker and tapped on the door, shouting to Perim, "How you doing in there?"

"She couldn’t respond, her mouth packed with ice and taped shut, she just glared and made some muted pleas for help.

Alice shook her head and sighed, "You should have thought of that before you messed with Mississippi and my husband."

Perim was tied to a block of ice, Sam could see through the window of the locker and saw her lying there.

Sam walked out of the bathroom, and turned to Alice and said "Can I have a an empty gun? I need to look official"

Alice handed him a silver Walter PPK, caliber 380.

"Thanks Alice. My plan is this: I'm going to open the door, and bring some food and water to her. I'll also need a blanket or a coat to look like the 'good guy', so she starts to trust me. Then when she starts to trust me most, the effects of a laxative in the food will take effect, and cause to to be thirsty, at which point she'll have to use the bathroom and humiliate herself in front of me. Then I'll throw the glass of water on her when she asks for it. And then apologize for 'slipping' and dumping water on her."

Alice grinned, "Yes, I guess that is okay, just make sure she learns that nobody messes with Mississippi."

"Ok, then, I'll pretend that I escaped evasion from the guards, and go in there with her."

Sam walked over to the door, and knocked on it. "Is anyone there?"

She could scarcely reply, she just tried to kick the side of the wall to make noise, hoping he’d hear her.

Sam opened the door, and squeezed through it, then closed it.

"Hi, I heard you were here, I brought you some food. Its a sandwhich I found in the refrigerator. I have some water too."

Perim motioned with her head for help.

"I also brought you this wool blanket. I heard it was cold where you were being kept." He walked over to her and took the tape off of her mouth and helped her spit the ice out.

"Thank you." said Perim, motioning for him to untie her from the ice. She was deathly afraid that he would attack her in some way.

"Don't worry Kelli, I'm not going to attack you, I'm going to get you out." He walked a bit closer and wrapped his arm around her, and rubbed her, trying to warm her up as he started to cut the rope holding her to the ice block.

Alice decided to help Sam make it seem real, she shouted, "Hey, what are you doing in there helping her! That's it, I'll have you tossed out of the SRG for sure!" She then locked the door on the locker.

"Oh God no!" gasped Perim.

"What the FUCK? There's someone out there? I thought there was no one in there."

"Oh no, it was the Czarina. She knows your here." said Perim.

"Kelli, I can see that you are hungry, have this sandwich."

He then added, "I just ate, I don't need anything.”

"That woman out there, she said she was a maid."

"Thank you." said Perim gently, taking the sandwich. She sat down leaning against a wall and began to eat."

"What's going on? Why are you here?" she asked between bites.

"I heard a rumor you were going to a brothel to work, and I wanted to do the right thing and save you. He sighed, "That plan sort of fell apart though."

"Oh God no." said Perim quietly.

She shook her head, "You've come to help... and now... we're both doomed."

"Well, I have a gun." He flashed the PPK to her.

"But there are so many of them." said Perim, worried for Sam. "You wouldn't stand a chance."

"Yes, I would, I'm a major. I'd tell them that I was transferring you to the brothel."

Alice tapped on the door, chuckling, "You're both going to die... I hope you like nerve gas, I'll flood the locker with it!"

"No Czarina, please don't. Please, don't do this!" shouted Perim.

"God will strike you down if you do."

Suddenly they heard the sound of gas being pumped into the room, the squeak, but there was no gas, no nerve gas anyway, just sleeping gas...

Sam shook his head, "He is a man of peace and love, that is why I am doing the right thing. This woman, as soon as I saw her I realized was my true love, and now I must save her."

She shouted, "Oh God, oh God... Sam, you've got to get out of here! Say that you regret helping me, maybe.

Alice turned up the gas, not wanting to hear another word from them.

"No. I do not regret doing the right thing......" Sam fell asleep.

Perim collapsed against a wall and slid to the floor, feeling guilt for causing the death of Sam.

A few hours later, they both woke up, locked in the room that had been given to Perim, the "escape-proof" room.

"What... what happened?" asked Perim, confused.

"Where are we?" Sam said as he noticed his canteen was still there, as was the glass of water.

Sam shook his head, "She used sleeping gas... the bitch."

"The Czarina... she changed her mind?" asked Perim.

Sam sighed, "She must have."

The room she was locked in, contained a bathroom, two bedrooms, a living room, a dining room, and a small kitchen, it was about the size of the decent house, a small house inside the mansion, each guestroom was basically 1,500 sq feet, the size of a nice stateroom. But this room had a steel door and barred windows, and the balcony sliding door had been removed and bricked up.

Sam was puzzled, "Where is this? Is there any food?"

"What's going to happen now? What are they going to do to us? To you?" asked Perim.

He frowned, "I don't know. I thought I was going to be killed."

Sam sighed, "What else is there Kelli? Anything I can use to save you?"

"We need to find a out of here, if there is one." said Perim, looking around the room.

"I might be able to break down that brick wall, or maybe the door. Whats the door made of?"

Perim walked over the door and knocked on it with her hand.
"Feels pretty solid." she said.

"Well" he said getting frustrated "What does it feel like? Metal? Wood?"

"Feels like steel. Thick steel." she said.

"Ok, then we're stuck."

"Maybe we could break the window bars.... how sturdy are they?" asked Perim, going over to a window. "There's got to be a way out of here." she said, trying to convince herself more than Sam.

"There's no damn way out. The bars are too thick, I can tell."

"Well then, what should we do? Just wait for Alice to come around and have me raped again?" asked Perim, sounding frightened.

"I'll stop them if they try to get you."

"Oh God... I don't feel so good." said Perim, placing one hand over her stomach.

"What's wrong?"

"I.... Do you see a washroom anywhere?" asked Perim reluctantly.

"There's one in the other room. What is it?"

She began to fidget slightly as she looked around. "I think I really need to use a washroom." she said, embarrassed by her sudden bodily needs in the middle of their escape efforts. She began to walk briskly towards the other room, where Sam said there was a washroom.

"Is something wrong?" He said, following her.

She began to run as soon as she took more than a few steps.

"I... I think so! Please, I can handle this - must be the Czarina's doing." said Perim, her face becoming more and more red as she spoke.

He followed her, and said "I think that she must have laced your food with something. She insisted I give you food, but I assumed it was because she wanted to keep you alive..."

Sam stopped, as he saw her run into the bathroom. He exclaimed: "No toilet paper in there!"

"Just kidding."

A wave of relief spread through her as she complied with her body's sudden and unexpected need to relieve herself. Sam was saying something through the door, but she didn't listen. She was simply glad to have made it to the washroom and avoided the Czarina's little effort to embarrass her.

Suddenly the frontroom door was opened, it was Alice and four SRG men... She walked over and pushed Sam out of the way, trying to keep the act up, and then two of the SRG pushed their way into the bathroom.

"Much." replied Perim. "God.... That Czarina's insane."

Alice looked at her and frowned, "Insane am I?"

"Who's there?" Sam exclaimed.

"Oh God!" said Perim in sheer terror as she tried to cover herself with her hands and pull up her panties at the same time.

Alice shook her head, "No, I just get mad when whores, particularly foreign whores, assault my husband when he can't even defend himself..."

Sam winked at the Czarina and said "I think someone put a laxative in her food. Please don't hurt us."

Alice shook her head, "Who would do that?"

Alice frowned a bit, "The woman is hereby paroled to your custody major... You may take her where you wish... She'd be released into the custody of Dr. Richard Stahlecker but he has yet to regain consciousness."

Perim left her panties hanging around her thighs are she realized that pulling them up further would soil them unless she wiped herself first.

She continued to try to cover herself with her hands.

"Thank you Czarina. Is she to be given to Richard when he regains conscious?"

"Could I get some privacy for a moment?" she asked Sam

"Sure"

Alice shook her head, "Hmmm, Richard may stand trial for having sexual relations with a foreign operative..."

"No... he's done nothing wrong." said Perim, still seated on the toilet bowl.

"Charge him. He's a freak for trying to enslave such an attractive woman."

"He saved my life." said Perim.

Alice sighed, "How about I just imprison all of you for whatever charges the judge wants to trump up? You can all get ten years in a pound me in the ass federal prison."

"I am doing my Christian duty Czarina to help this woman."

Perim cast a frightened glance at Sam and remained silent. She slowly began to shut the door to the washroom in order to get some privacy and become decent again.

"Kelli, are you alright?"

"I'll be fine, I don't think whatever they gave me lasts for too long." replied Perim. "Just give me a moment."

"Ok."

Alice then whispered to Sam, "What are you doing exactly? What is your plan when you get her back to your nation? Will you reveal who you really are, then what?"

"I'm going to bring her back to Kahta, and I'll reveal who I am on the way. She seems like a very nice woman, I think she can be trusted with my kids. If Richard wants her back however, I will give her to him. That is, if he isn't charged with any crimes..."

"She would be a good servant. Also, she will need to be told to never repeat anything she heard here."

Alice shook her head, "No, she can't be trusted, she heard all about Roger's ideas for global power, and she said your name came up a few times, and Dieter Thaller, what would that be about?"

"I have no idea. Its just a business relationship we have."

The door to the washroom opened again and Kelli Perim emerged, looking much more decent than she did earlier.

Alice handed her some clothing, "Here, get dressed, whore..."

"Czarina, please do not address her that way. She is in no way like Yuna."

Perim examined the clothes that Alice handed her. Since it was probably Alice that had tainted her food, she wondered what was wrong with the clothes.

Alice slapped Sam in the face, "You're fired, you're out of the SRG, you can go live in Kahta for all I care."

"Fine. I wish to get a ticket to Kahta for Kelli and I.

"What about Richard though? He tried to save my life. I owe the man everything." said Perim to Sam.

"You heard the Czarina, he's going to stand trial for having sex with a foreign operative."

"You can't just let that happen, can you?" asked Perim.

"I can't do anything about him."

Perim sighed. "Could you at least get me some different clothes?" her gaze went from being directed at Sam to Alice and back to Sam again. "These clothes don't even cover me up as much as my negligee..."

Sam frowned, "I think what you get is what you wear..."

Alice looked at her, "Wear that or go home in nothing, you are a whore, so dress like one..."

Alice then yawned, "I have to go... I've had enough excitement for one day, Roger says if I keep acting this aggressive he's going to resume the active Czarship..."

"I think I'll just stay dressed like I am..." said Perim. Although slightly disheveled, her negligee did infact cover more of her than the clothes that the Czarina had given her.


Alice shook her head, "Hmmm, refusing a gift of clothing from the Czarina, fine, you can home nude then if that is the way you'll act... Strip, totally..."

"Hey... that's not what I meant!" said Perim.

She took a few steps towards Sam

"Czarina, have some deceny please."

Alice frowned, "Either you strip or an SRG guard will strip you..."

"Alright, I'll wear your whore outfit, I'll wear it!" said Perim, casting a wary look at the SRG guards in the room.

Alice shook her head, "Nope, too late for that, strip, totally... Or you can stay here and the SRG can get to know you a bit better..."

"Please allow us to leave.

Alice shook her head, "She leaves nude, for being such a whore..."

Perim reluctantly pulled her negligee from her body, leaving her only in her skimpy underthings.

Alice looked at her, "Totally, strip... You're going to walk through the airport totally nude, for all to see you... If asked, explain you're a whore."

"Sam whispered to Kelli "I'll let you wear my clothes once we get out of here."

Alice heard that and slapped him, "You'll do no such thing... You're going to be watched at the airport..."

Perim's face turned a bright shade of red as she listened to Alice's words.

Yes, she had been tortured, raped, and violated inside the walls of the estate, but the thought of going into public and deliberately telling strangers that she, the great Colonial diplomat of her time, has a whore was something that horrified her.

He whispered to her: "I'll protect you."

Alice pushed Sam away from her and slapped him and then slapped her, "You two shut up, quit talking..."

Her time inside of the estate could be hidden - no one would blame her for anything, she'd been forced. But to go outside, in public, and tell people that she was a whore? Seemingly of her own free will?

Alice snapped her fingers, the SRG drew their pistols, she turned to Perim, "Five... Four..."

"Lets go. Now."

Perim undid her bra and let it fall to the ground.

she stepped out of her panties

One of the SRG officers in the room made a catcall.

She covered her breasts with one hand while she attempted to hide her womanhood by keeping her thighs tightly together.

Alice shook her head, "You're going to walk through the airport with your hands at your side and your legs wide for all to see, the world will know you're a whore..."

Batting back tears, Perim nodded, although she had no intention of telling anyone that she was a 'whore'.

Alice grinned, "If you don't tell at least five hundred people you're a whore, well the SRG and secret police will be watching you in the airport, you'll get the axe if you don't tell people, random people..."

Perim sobbed softly at Alice's words. She subconsciously moved one of her hands in front of her crotch to hide it as she cried.

Alice batted her hand away, "Better get used to letting people see you, whore..."

Perim simply nodded and took a few steps back towards Sam.

Sam looked at her and then looked at the ground.

Alice then got a rather nasty idea, she told Sam, "Look at her..." She told Perim, "Stand in front of him, let him get a good look at you..."

Perim stood in front of Sam, although once again, she tried to hide her womanhood with a hand, hoping that Alice wouldn't see

Sam looked at her.

Alice then said, "Well, like what you see?" She then batted Perim's hand aside.

"Yes, I suppose it is. now Alice, can we please leave now?"

Alice shook her head, "Perim, kneel down in front of him..."

Alice ordered two of the SRG to use Perim's long hair to tie her hands behind the back of her head so she couldn't cover herself anymore. They did so, making sure it was tight.

Perim slowly lowered herself to her knees in front of Sam, dreading what might come next.

Alice looked to Sam, "You know what to do..."

"Please don't whispered Perim.

Sam unzipped his pants.

Alice then told her, "Perim, remember, you're a whore, start acting like it."

Perim sobbed and opened her mouth, looking Sam in the eyes while tears welled up in her own.

Alice walked over and whispered to Sam, "You can thank me by getting her back to Kahta without drawing much attention at the stop-overs."

"Thank you Czarina.' He looked down at Kelli and turned away.

When she has finished with him, Alice patted Sam on the back, "See, the whore is good for something, right?"

Alice then whispered to Sam, "Do you want me to have her lie down for you?"

Perim began to struggle with the bizarre bondage that restrained her hands as she heard Alice's words.

Sam shook his head, "Alice, I'm sure she can lie down for me when we get to Kahta. That is, if she wants to."

Alice pulled Perim up by her hair, "Well whore, did you learn your lesson from your stay here? You'll be treated like royalty until you mess with my husband or try to harm his regime... I think you learned your lesson, yes?"

"Yes, yes!" cried Perim, trying to squirm out of the Czarina's grip. "Please, just don't make me tell strangers that I'm a whore! Don't make me do this naked, I've learnt my lesson!"

Alice shook her head, holding a piece of paper in her hand, "This is an official Federal Pardon, one will be given to you, and one to Richard, after you walk through the airport proclaiming you are the greatest whore in the world."

"For Richard?" asked Perim. "You... You must promise to keep your word though." she said bitterly. "Your SRG men lied to me earlier..."

Alice raised her right hand, "I promise."

Perim nodded, although it has difficult for her to do so with her hands secured to the back of her head.

Alice then patted her on the back, "There, now see, you did the crime and have almost completely did the time, eh?"

Perim tried once again to slide one of her hands out of the knots that had been made by her own hair, and winced at the pain of it.

Alice sighed, "One of the SRG will untie your hands at the airport before you get on your plane."

Alice then pushed her into Sam’s arms, "Get her out of here..."

"Lets get out of here." Sam said as he caught Kelli.

"Thank you for taking me away from this place." she said to him.

"You’re welcome." He warped his arm around her midsection, and held her close to him."

"Please, stay with me at the airport." she asked him gently, with fear in her voice.

"I will, I'm not ashamed of you, however you must agree to never speak of the NMWO again. Understand?"

"Of course." said Perim.

Perim, of course, knew next to nothing of the NMWO anyways other than the very general. She did have every intention though, of reporting back to DC every piece of intel she had concerning it, MS expansion, and the MS breeding program.

"Never give any information about it away."

"I won't tell anyone the little information that I have." she lied.

"Ok, good."

Perim looked over at Alice for a second to gauge her expression before speaking. "Well then.... let's.... let's get this over with." she said reluctantly.

Alice pointed to the door, "You may leave whenever you'd like."

"Shall we go?" Perim asked Sam.

Sam looked to the door, "yes."

Alice then stopped her, saying, "I think you've learned the hard way, that the only mouth that will be pleasuring my husband is mine... Eh?"

"Of course." said Perim, avoiding Alice's gaze.

Alice then turned and left the room, her work was done, she was certain that she'd made Perim more than pay for what she'd done to Roger.

About an hour later at at the Philadelphia International Airport...

The first guard at the first checkpoint looked at Kelli, she was totally nude, her hands tied behind her head with her own hair, King Sam MacDonald of Kahta was driving the car, "What is with her?"

"She's under orders from the Czarina to not wear any clothing while transported to Kahta.

Perim felt her face grow a shade of bright red as strangers leered at her nude body.

The guard looked like he didn't believe her, "But Excellency, why would the Czarina issue that order?"

"Kelli, if you tell him, its one less at the aiport...

"Because.... of...." a single tear rolled down Perim's cheek. "Because I'm a whore." she said.

She began to sob as she realized that the people around her were all staring at her chest and crotch. She attempted to close her legs, bring her thighs together as they continued to look.

The man roared with laughter, "Hey, you're that dead woman from DC, yeah, you are a whore, I've read about you... You can all proceed, get this trash out of our nation, take her back with you your highness."

The guard reached in the car window and pried her legs open, "Keep them spread, let the world see the whore you are!"

He then patted Sam on the shoulder as he leaned back out, "You can go, Excellency."

Sam shouted, "Don't touch her, or I'll have you killed."

Sam floored it and did a burnout as he drove away.

Crying, Perim drew her legs closed again. "Thank you.... doing all of this," she asked Sam, "But why did that man call you Excellency?"

Her tears rolled down her chest as Sam replied.

"I'm sort of the King of Kahta. I was going to come here and be mean you but I realized it wasn't the best thing to do. So I decided I'd bring you back to Kahta."

She remembered Alice and other SRG officers mentioning earlier, foreign leaders being invited to come and have their way with her.

"Than - Thank you. My government.... they'll appreciate your help." she said.

"I'm not going to let your government ever find out you're alive. To do so would be a major problem."

"But.... but, the people here at this airport! It's an international airport, they'll report to their nations that I'm alive! You can't hide my existence, pretend that I'm dead - people will have seen me alive here." she said.

"Only MS citizens use MS airports."

She couldn’t believe it, "But... still, crowds of people will have seen me alive, you can't just keep me a secret forever."

Sam shook his head, "Yes, I will.

Perim struggled again with her bonds. "What are you going to do with me though? You said you wanted to help me."

"I am. That’s why you're going to work on the palace grounds in Kahta City.

"Doing what?" asked Perim.

Sam honestly didn’t know, "I haven't decided.

"Can I not go with Richard Stahlecker instead? We want... we want, both of us, to get married." she said.

"No, I'm not going to let you go there. I told the Czarina that you were going with me. The only reason I was able to meet you was because she wanted me to hurt you."

Perim was clearly in pain as she struggled more with her bizarre hair bondage. "Please, just let me return to him... the Czarina doesn’t have to know."

Sam sighed, "She will find out. This is her country."

Perim slumped back into her seat.

After a long while, we're finally updating this.

We had two major updates planned (DC-DA-Kahta) and then one just between myself and DC.


Since we've all concluded the first update won't be appropriate to post, I'm not posting it, not here anyway. If you want a link to it, TG or IM me, thanks for understanding.

The basic idea of the first planned update is this... Kelli gets taken to Kahta by Sam Fabus, he does stuff to her on the way (use your imagination), Baldur Von Schacht comes on by (he does a lot worse stuff, again imagine it, well imagine it unless you want to IM me for the link and then read all about it), Sam talks Victoria into doing some stuff with Kelli, Richard shows up, is captured, eventually they get out, and then get back to The Mississippian Federation and then they travel to Democratic Colonies.


So, you will not be seeing what happens in Kahta or on the way to Kahta. But rather we jump forward by perhaps a few days-weeks time in this RP, and the next post shall show you where things are.