"California Girls ... With Guns"

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Verona Schiff was in a foul mood. She was late for a board meeting and she did not like being late. She had been driving down the country road when she saw old Bill from her neighborhood struggling with his car. She pulled over to help, nothing major - a loan of gas. It shouldn't have taken more than five minutes. As Bill struggled with the gas can, Verona stood in front of her car, fiddling with her mobile phone. The confounded device couldn't seem to find network and she could feel herself getting more and more impatient.

Verona Schiff reeked of her privileged upbringing. In her neat white blouse and Tortoise shell spectacles, she stood in sharp contrast to her red faced neighbor.

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She was engrossed with her cellphone when she thought she heard a woman speak

"... Or I start putting holes in you."

Before she could fully assess the situation, Bill yanked her mobile phone and threw it out of her hand.

"Hey...", Verona started but closed her mouth just as quickly when she saw the gun in the woman's hand. "She looks positively unhinged", thought Verona to herself, "and well, are those her panties peeping under her skirt? Well I never!"

The woman is black swung her gun around and got Bill to enter the boot of her trunk. Then for the first time since she made her appearance, the woman addressed Verona.

"I could use a ride... Do you mind?"

The stunning woman had a sinister smile and it unsettled Verona. She shook her head, unable to speak through her dry mouth. She thought of bargaining for her freedom and Bill's in exchange for the car when the woman blew up the gasoline can next to Bill's car. Verona didn't need a second warning, she slid into the driver's seat and started driving.

The woman in the backseat unnerved her and not just because she had a gun. Each time Verona would look into the rear view mirror, the woman in black stared back at her, half a smile on her full lips, as though she was party to a secret Verona couldn't imagine... as though she saw through Verona's posh and fancy airs. Yes, the woman unsettled her.

Verona wondered if Bill was ok, stuck in the trunk. She decided to talk to the woman, to test the water so to speak.

"Hello, my name is Verona. What's yours?" She was met with silence and that infuriating half smile again. "Ok look, I don't know who you are or what you have done. Please believe me when I say I don't care. Just let me stop the car near the next gas station. Release us and take the car, we won't mention this to anyone. Anyone at all. Please". Verona looked at her pleadingly through the rear-view mirror.

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Verona had not doubt in her mind that the woman in the backseat could make good on her threat and shoot Bill. Her smokey almost shaped eyes had a strange intensity in them. She smiled at Verona again, cat-like in her confidence. Verona broke her gaze from the rear-view mirror and drove past the little town.

Perhaps her shoulders slouched, perhaps she looked hopeless but the woman in the backseat seemed to soften. "You can call me Cali", she said almost gently.

Verona drove on, towards the lodge indicated by Cali, encouraged in no small means by her gun. Cali caressed her shoulder, giving her goosebumps. Yes, there was something feline about her, not your regular tabby cat. Cali had the powerful grace of a jungle cat and her touch sent a shiver down Verona's spine.

After about 10 minutes of driving in silence, Verona pulled up to the closed lodge. "Here we are Cali", she said trying to sound as confident and business like as she could. "Let Bill out now and let us go. Surely I have done everything you have asked for?"

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Verona opened her mouth to argue. How would she escape from a locked bathroom with one small window. One look at Cali and she thought better of it.

Verona had never been shy about her body, she was beautiful and she knew it - smooth tanned skin, round perky breasts with what her boyfriend defined as "the perfect nipples" and a carefully toned backside. She used to play on her college softball team and she was used to changing in locker rooms. Being commanded by a woman to strip ... that however was new.

She took off her white silk sleeveless blouse and her skirt and stood in her lacy white underwear for a while, breathing deeply to control her nerves. Cali sat at the edge of the tub, a wicked smile on her face, not even pretending to ignore her humiliation. Verona clenched her teeth and unclasped her bra, letting it fall. She maintained eye contact with her captor, haughty and challenging. She would not give this woman the satisfaction of seeing her weak. The panties followed, and Verona stood in that cold bathroom, naked as the day she was born in front of a woman with a gun who had entered her life like a hurricane a few hours back.

With her nose in air, Verona turned slowly and gathered her clothes in a neat pile, very aware of Cali's gaze. She paused, and in a tone one might use on a particularly obstinate child, she said, "There Cali. Are you satisfied?"

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Verona took the chance and grabbed the largest towel. Wrapping the tower around her made her feel a bit more in control. Her ears were burned at the playful tone of Cali's voice. Did she have any idea of the consequences the missed board meeting would have? As if pleasing a petty thief was what Verona set out to do this morning.

Verona's initial shock was now replaced by indignation and she found herself retorting, "Even if I did, you wouldn't be my type." She shut her mouth immediately, very aware of how fragile her situation was, how much she was at the mercy of this woman.

She flushed red, partly from anger, partly from frustration. "Don't worry, I wouldn't try to break out of this bathroom while you sleep. The sooner we get this over with, the better it will be for all of us". Verona made an effort to soften her tone, "Cali, you have to let us go. People will know we are missing. They will come looking for us."

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Verona paced around, trying to keep her muscles from cramping. She would have tried to escape long back had it not been for Bill. Bill was such a meek, nervous man. Verona found it hard to consider him with anything other than contempt, but still he was her neighbor. She couldn't very well abandon him.

After what seemed like forever, Cali opened the door looking rather pleased with herself. She smelled of sex and Verona wondered if Cali had been pleasuring herself. For a moment, she wondered what Cali looked like naked wearing just her cocksure smile.

Verona shook her head and grabbed the proffered sweats. She didn't bother to wait for Cali to turn away knowing fully well she wouldn't. For the second time that evening, Verona stood stark naked in front of a woman. She put on the clothes and followed Cali.

She screwed her nose in disdain at the prospect of tinned food for dinner. "Canned food is fine", said Verona. She wasn't going to cook for this crazy woman. "Where is Bill? You said you will release him!"

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Verona looked back at Cali, her eyes cool, observing as much as she was being observed. Cali moved with the grace of someone aware of her body. Verona wondered if she could take her. She worked out every day but she had never had the need to throw a punch.

"Bill is my neighbor. I think you know what that means!", Verona replied. She didn't dignify any of the other questions with a response knowing that Cali was just trying to rattle her.

She spooned out a peach section from a can and took a bite. "Okay Cali, I shall go with you but I have terms. You let Bill drop us off at the nearest town and you get me a fresh set of clothes. You let him take my car and leave. I am sure with your... ahem... set of skills, we shall get us another car."

She licked the juice from her lips and took another bite. If she didn't have to worry about Bill, she would be able to escape easier. The important thing now, to Verona's mind, was to set Cali at ease - to make her believe Verona was being compliant.

"I heard you moan Cali. I didn't realize you liked watching me get naked that much." Verona sat casually on the counter top and took another bite of the peach. "This is nice, would you like some?" She held out the half eaten section for a second and then held it between her teeth and raised an eyebrow.

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Verona was a bit intimidated by Cali's sexuality. She seemed to wear it on her sleeves as she walked towards Verona, hips swaying. Verona felt the cold metal of the gun press into her abdomen and stared into Cali's eyes.

She leaned forward and offered the peach section to Cali... their lips close enough to touch. Still looking at her, Verona slowly unzipped her sweatshirt just till where Cali had the gun pressed.

Verona had never shied away from exploiting her beauty in the workplace. She worked with alpha males who had no compunction about using all their assets to get ahead and she did not see why she couldn't use her charm and social skills to the best effect as well. She wondered if that would work on Cali.

If she was being completely honest, she was more than a little turned on by the feisty woman. When Cali said she would have some fun with her, Verona had some decidedly steamy images flash by in front of her. She was going to get out of this woman's clutches one way or another, but it seemed like one of the ways offered a lot more pleasure. If her plan worked that is...

Verona's tongue flicked out, tasting Cali's lips. She touched her cheek gently, caressing it and leaned in for a kiss. Cali tasted sweet as her mouth opened. Verona felt Cali's hand on the small of her back and pulled Cali closer ... she touched her neck, feeling the delicate bones there and stopped right at the edge of Cali's top.

Breaking the kiss, Verona smiled and said, "What kind of fun do you have in mind Cali? Does it involve us being fully clothed?" She took Cali's hand holding the gun and dragged it upwards through the now open sweatshirt... the metal causing her skin to get goosebumps. She rested the barrel on top of her left breast, hidden under the fabric of the sweats and whispered, "I am sure you can think of something better to put there, don't you?"

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Verona stopped in her tracks to see Bill tied up and naked. His open shirt covered nothing and she tried to avoid looking at his penis. Yet, as Cali roughly shoved her forward and she stumbled on to the bed, she could see his body react to the sight of her unzipped sweatshirt.

After a few minutes of fumbling, Verona could not get the knots loose. She clambered on to the bed, frowning and cleaned forward to gnaw at the ropes with her perfect teeth. Her open shirt gave quite a view of her chest, right down to the nipples in the shadows, but she didn't care. Sooner Bill was free, the sooner she would be too. His hands finally free, Bill hurried to work at his feet, trying to hide an erection. Verona shook her head. Men! Yes Bill was certainly a liability to her now.

"Hurry Bill", Verona made a move to help with the ropes at the feet and whispered, "Phone Carl". She wasn't sure if Bill heard her as he literally dashed to the bathroom attached with the room. She watched his hairy back disappear and turned to look at Cali. Verona raised at eyebrow, "Him? Really? Wow, maybe you like them sub standard eh? I wouldn't fuck old Bill even if you promised to free me."

Verona was rambling, trying to buy some time so she could think. She had seen an iron poker in the hall. She wasn't sure if physical violence was her thing. Besides, she was sure she wouldn't get very close to Cali with any kind of weapon in her hands. She smiled again. "Get rid of him Cali", her voice dropped to a sexy purr. "Let's get out off here. Let his hairy ass go, and let's finish what we had started". She walked over to Cali and stood very very close. She took Cali's hand and pressed it on her inner thighs... "See how wet you make me Cali." Verona reached down to Cali's hand and squeezed.

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Verona shuddered. What a fine mess this was. She walked up to Bill as he came out of the bathroom. "Not a word of this to anyone, do you understand me?" Verona knelt in front of a very surprised Bill and took his flaccid organ in her manicured hands and grimaced. He wasn't even trimmed. She angled him so she could look at Cali.

She barely touched him when she could feel him begin to harden. She didn't bother to look at him. Her tongue snaked out and flicked his glans, her eyes glinted at Cali. She kept looking at her captor, smiling through her eyes as she knelt, breasts peeping through her top, as she licked at the rapidly engorging penis, flicking at the opening... her tongue nimble. She licked the entire length of the shaft as though she was licking a lolly. Her right arm clutched the base of his shaft while the left hand played with his balls. She barely had to suck him for a few minutes before he started moaning and thrusting. She pushed him back just in time. He came all over the front of her shirt, red faced and sweaty.

Verona wiped the white globs of his cum on his shirt, without even bothering to be civil. "I have kept my end of the bargain. Now show me I can trust you. Keep your end of the bargain amd i wont try to run. Do not underestimate me Cali. It will be a big mistake, I promise you."

Bill had flopped on to the bed, apparently spent and unable to stand. "Cali, please", her voice became softer. "Have I given you any reason to doubt me so far? Let us get dressed and pick up some cans of food before we head out. I am getting cold". She kissed Cali, getting some of Bill's cum on her cheek and winked.

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Rain poured in sheets as Verona drove. The windshield wiper worked incessantly but visibility was low. Verona drove cautiously, hugging the edge of the highway. She glanced backwards. Cali was fast asleep. The swell of her breasts visible as they rose and fell in rhythm with her deep steady breathing. Her lips were parted slightly, giving her usually wicked mouth an semblance of innocence. Verona smiled at the last kiss they shared.

She had insisted they phone help for Bill at the first gas station they found. It served two purposes. It ensured cops got to Bill quickly but more importantly for her, it ensured they were seen on the security camera.

Despite her annoyance at being held against her will, Verona was intrigued. Cali was obviously a very intelligent woman and had outmatched her step for step. Also, Verona hadn't been this turned on by another human being in ages. Her sex life with her handsome fiance Carl was courteous at best. He was a proper gentleman, used to "proper" bedroom behavior. Verona's mind had always drifted when she lay flat on her back as Carl grunted on top of her. Every night, with lights off. Every night, the same rhythm. Every night, the same old thing. Every night Verona would sneak into the bathroom after Carl fell asleep and rub herself into a frenzy. Two fingers inside, slick for her juices, plunging in and out, did more for her body than Carl's cock ever did. Every night, she came in the bathroom. Every night, the same old thing.

Verona glanced back again. She wanted Cali. She wanted her fire, her hot lips on her. She wanted to taste her and feel her inside. Her insides spasmed as she thought of the day that had been and smiled again. Yes, she was going to have this one night. Tomorrow Carl would find her, she had switched on the tracker on her car while Cali slept. Tonight, Verona would finally cum in bed.

She was shaken out of her thoughts by the neon sign of a roadside motel. She pulled up, go out of the car and walked to the reception. "Hi, do you have a room for a night, double bed please?", She flashed her most charming smile as the fat man at the counter took in her disheveled appearance. She watched as the man's eyes went down to her chest and back up again and then on to the door behind her. She turned and saw Cali standing there, sexy and wet from the rain.

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Verona locked the door and sat down on the bed. She heard the sound of the shower running inside the bathroom, and her head filled with images of the naked body of her captor, beaded with water, clean and smooth and wet. She shuddered and wondered what Cali would look like naked.

She shook the thoughts out of her head and turned on the TV. There was no news of her missing yet, or of Bill for that matter. She looked at her nails, frowning at a chip. Her clothes were crumpled and dirty and a day old. She wanted fresh clothes. She wanted a shower. She wanted a few minutes of rest.

Verona took off her dirty clothes, intending to wash them once she showered. She lay back on the bed in her underclothes and before she knew it, she had drifted off.

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Verona woke with a start, unable to process where she was. Eyes half closed in slumber, she looked around at the strange room. The hand just below her breasts was too smooth and slim to be Carl's and she could feel the swell of womanly breasts pressed against her shoulder blades, Verona cautiously turned her head to see Cali asleep, their bodies spooning. She gently got out of bed and headed to the shower.

The warm jet did miracles to her aching body, rejuvenating her. She let the water run all over her, using the cheap hotel soap to wash her clean. She rubbed her neck, massaging the tension there. The memory of Cali's breasts pressed against her flashed by. Her hands dropped to her soapy breasts, fingers trailing circles around them, feeling the nipples. She slid her hand down her firm belly and around her waist to cup her butt. A sudsy finger probing at her puckered hole made her shiver. Verona moved her hands to the front of her body, feeling her mound, cupping it. She was immaculately groomed with not a trace of pubic hair. She ran a finger nail gently down her slit and shivered again. She felt the ache but held off from allowing her sweet release.

She toweled herself completely dry and hung all her wet, hastily laundered clothes on a chair. Wrapped in the towel she padded over to the bed and watched Cali sleep. She slowly drew the cover off the body of the sleeping woman and stared at her curves. Cali had a tattoo about a girl whose heart was broken. Verona felt a surge of sympathy. No wonder she acted so tough. She reached out to touch the tattoo. She looked at Cali's perfect breasts and her hand hovered over them for a moment wanting to touch them.

Verona backed away from the bed and went back to the bathroom door. She banged it loud enough to wake Cali. She watched Cali and let her towel drop to the floor.

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