Well, trust Kay to turn a regular flight into one crazy revenge plan! Gripping is too soft a word for this. Let’s see what happens in this heart-pounding finale!

SIX YEARS AGO

Mansura and Fred made the trip from the safe house to the tarmac in silence. They’d spent the last five days doing recon to get Mansura ready. Carlson had sent the briefing files over to her, and she had spent hours poring over them line by line. Fred had been to the spot before, so he knew more than the briefing could say.

The mission itself was not complicated: there had been an unsuccessful government overthrow attempt, and the leader of the failed coup was hiding deep in the forest. That would usually be an ideal outcome, but the area’s largest supply of bauxite had been hijacked by the faction of rebels. The rebels were an elite unit but they were a band of misfits who were united by their leader, Anqwar. The only way to fix this problem would be to cut the head of the snake.

Anqwar was in a cave which was heavily guarded by both infantry and artillery units. The machines could be fried using an EMP, but the humans were highly skilled and would be a problem. Mansura’s task was to find her way to Anqwar and kill him.

They had an extremely small window of time where the units went to pray for ten minutes, so it would be easy to blend in on the return. The soldiers were a mix of men and women, which was to her advantage. Overall, it was a suicide mission.

Fred’s knowledge of the area and the troops helped them work out that they actually had a number of inside men who could help. Fred had made contact with one, who had then gotten the others involved. Mansura would have forty men in total on her side. This mission was now manageable. The men couldn’t help her past a certain point, but they could get her close enough. That was all she needed.

“We’re here.” Fred stared straight at the plane in front of them.

Mansura sighed. “So this is it.”

“Appears so.”

“If I survive, I’m out. If I don’t, I’m out.”

“Appears so.”

“And I have no other options for escape.”

“Appears. So.”

They both stared into nothingness as they sat in the car. Fred took Mansura’s hand. “Any other man would fail this mission. You are no man. You’ll make it out.”

“Any chance you could talk Carlson into letting you ride with us to the drop point?”

“You thought I drove you all the way here just to eat butter cookies while you jump into a jungle? Surprise!”

Mansura smiled and immediately looked alive. “Well damn, let get this bitch started! I have a mission to finish.”

*****

PRESENT DAY

Sena’s squeals of pure delight caused Fred’s heart rate to skyrocket. He could not believe what he was seeing, and he could not do a damn thing about any of it. It had hurt him to betray her the way he did; that was the world’s most violent breakup. But he had done it for the right reasons and she knew it.

But revenge never gave a damn whether or not it was justified; it just gave a damn that it got to shine. Tears flowed down his cheeks. His wife was definitely getting raped today, and he was certain that the drugs were going to make her enjoy it.

Mansura patiently continued to stroke until Sena’s final moan of delight followed by her gripping the bed as she vibrated like she’d been electrified. She knew she’d done her job right.

She got up, went around the bed and bent down to ravage Sena’s lips while Sena pulled her head in. As the kiss ensued, Mansura pulled a small syringe out of her bustier and stuck it into Sena. By the time the kiss was over, Sena was feeling pure euphoria.

“Baby girl, how would you like it if I rode your face while your husband watched? Sound good to you, love?”

Sena nodded enthusiastically, which broke Fred’s heart. At the same time, two men walked in with a tray and put in front of Fred. The men stood beside Fred while Linda walked in, dressed like a nurse from a blue movie.

Fred looked at the tray and immediately began to tremble in his head, although his body couldn’t move.

“Oh, you thought this was going to be some perverted joyride? No no no, my love. You see, I want you to know what it feels like to be broken when you’re in love. I want you to understand what betrayal at the level you did it does to a person. I told you that by the time I am done, your wife will not want you at all. The good news for you is that you can’t move, so their work will be much easier. That surgical tray has all the tools they need to cut you in ways that leave you conscious while you bleed out.”

Mansura slipped her panties off and lowered herself onto Sena’s waiting lips. At the same time, Linda took a scalpel and began to work on Fred, who shrieked with each cut.

*****

SIX YEARS AGO

As they approached the drop point, Mansura went over to take her parachute bag. She saw the one which had her name on it and began to put it on as she looked at the others.

She noticed one of them had Carlson’s name on it. “Bet you’d need a parachute too if you had to fly a crappy ass plane like this.” Another one had Lucius’ name on it. At least he’d taken precautions beforehand.

She was about to make her way to the cabin door when Fred walked over and took his parachute.

“Uh, sir, you’re not planning on coming with me, are you?”

Fred nodded his head while he put his bag on. He was fully dressed in the proper uniform.

“When did you have time to get a uniform change?”

Fred put his hands on her shoulders. “I’m not the one who likes to take a short nap before a big jump.”

“Why didn’t you-”

“Don’t worry, Lexi, I’m not on your mission. I’m just going somewhere close by. The drop points for both our missions are the same. We’ll just go our separate ways when we hit the ground.”

“So you didn’t come up here to be supportive. You came up here for a mission.”

“Like I said, not eating butter cookies while you jump into a jungle.”

Mansura shook her head. “Goddamn motherfucker.”

*****

PRESENT DAY

Fred felt his consciousness fading slowly as Mansura got the service of a lifetime. Sena was so good at it that Mansura had bent back just to give her a much better angle, and the reward had been so much better than she’d expected.

Fred couldn’t even scream anymore; Linda’s work had taken away so much of his blood that the floor around him was completely flooded red. He could only shed tears without any sound.

What an emasculating way for a man to go out!

Mansura’s quaking vibrations were a clear sign that she’d had the overflow of pleasure she’d wanted. She got up and sat beside Sena with her legs wide open as she faced Fred.

She pointed between her legs. “Remember her? Remember how you used to service her regularly? Worshipped her religiously? Would not conclude any sessions until she had gorged on the pleasure? I guess your wife knows the feeling as well. You taught her well.”

She got up and went to stand beside Fred, watching Sena start to touch herself. “In another life, I could’ve shared you with her. Too bad this is the fate you chose for both of us. What a waste. Look what you did, and all for what? A chance to live your life? Some promotion with the agency? Why did you do this to us? Why did you do this to me?”

*****

SIX YEARS AGO

“Any last words, ladies?”

Carlson was standing at the switch, ready to open the cabin doors. Both Fred and Mansura were ready for the jump.

“Fuck you, Carlson.”

Carlson nodded. “That’s the attitude. You’re definitely ready for a suicide op.”

Fred looked at her, and then looked at him. “I hope you two see each other on the other side.”

“When she makes it back alive, we’ll toast to her freedom.”

Mansura rolled her eyes. “Because you have the ability to meet with me while still in the agency? Come on, you and I know too well its agency first, everything else second for you, Carlson.”

“T minus ten seconds to the drop point. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Jump, Lucius.”

Fred blew Mansura a kiss as he jumped while facing her. “Ima need that treatment on your way down, Alexia.” Mansura flipped him the bird on her descent.

Mansura felt such satisfaction with that move, and turned around to find Fred. This was their first jump together.

She looked around and could not find him, let alone anyone. “That’s strange. He didn’t jump that much earlier than I did.”

She spread her limbs and looked around again but there was no one. Then she saw a parachute spread out west of her location.

Another weird thing. If Fred was meant to be going to the same drop point as her, he was going the wrong way. Maybe he just lied because he couldn’t say; she’d done that to him multiple times. It would be wrong of her to be angry.

She tugged on the trigger for her parachute and braced for the force that usually pulled her up, but she continued to fall even faster. The sea of green right below her loomed larger and larger, like an abyss waiting to swallow her. She pulled on the trigger over and over, but nothing happened.

A jammed parachute on her very last mission.

“I knew I should’ve taken the goddamn Bali mission!”

******

PRESENT DAY

Linda nodded at Mansura. It was time.

They both walked over to the bar and took out two parachute bags. Linda went out for a minute while Mansura walked over to the bed and deep-kissed Sena one more time. She injected her again and, in a few moments, Sena went to sleep.

Mansura then walked to stand by Fred, who was losing his life by the minute as the toll of the bleeding increased.

“That’s permanent, by the way. She didn’t make me suffer, so she shouldn’t have to.” She took another syringe out. “You, on the other hand, deserve to go through hell before your end.”

She injected him and he immediately felt his heart drumming at the speed of light. “That’s adrenaline. It will intensify your senses and keep you alive for the whole thing.”

Linda walked back in with Marica, who was now wearing a pilot’s uniform. Marica went to the bar and came back with a parachute bag as well as a bottle of vodka. Mansura turned to Fred.

“We’ve set the course for the plane to crash into the Whitecap Mountains. Unlike a forest, this will definitely kill you. Whatever your reason was for doing me as dirty as you did me, I hope you still think it was worth it. I don’t want to know anymore. Goodbye, you goddamn motherfucker!”

The ladies walked out as Fred grew unconscious, fading into the darkness.

The last thing he was awake for was a banging sound and a lot of heat from a fire.

THE END

Talk about wild!! Wow! Mansura came for blood, and she got it! Can’t say Fred didn’t reap what he sowed. Poor Sena, though. Caught in the crossfire. Man, if this ain’t a vengeance drama for the ages!

Thanks for reading, and as always, enjoy yourself around the State!