On a cold, rainy night Xenia hung up the phone as she finished talking with Nero. She stared out her window into a stormy dark sky with streaks of lightning with an irritated look on her face.
She picked her phone back up and immediately dialed an increasingly familiar number. A voice on the other end answered, “Hello? It is late Xenia. This must be important.”
She responded, “This is of utmost importance. The allied forces have captured Constance Khan alive. I need you to contact anyone with the United States leadership who may have information about her whereabouts. Have them fly in to Texas to meet with us.”
Arthur replied, “I have but one man I trust still. He is a cautious man who keeps all doors open. I believe he will be keen to offer a favor if he knows her whereabouts.”
Xenia said, “Good. Make it very clear to him that I intend to massacre all involved in her kidnapping when I find them.”
Arthur responded, “I will contact him now.”
Xenia nodded, “Keep me apprised. I will head to you in the morning.”
Xenia hung up her phone once again as a loud thunder overhead shook the floor of the house. She continued to stare into the storm as she thought, “I wanted this war to be long and slow. But you fools insist on drawing me in so quickly.” Another streak of lightning lit up the sky followed immediately by the loud rumble of thunder, “If they intend to spring a trap, they will only succeed in digging their own graves.”
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The next morning, President Arthur Davis and Senator Irwin Hammond sat in a room of comfortable leather chairs as they waited for Xenia to arrive.
Arthur was happy to see his old friend and mentor, “Hammond, it really is great to see you. And I really thank you for coming to see me so quickly, traveling through the night to make it here.”
Hammond chuckled as he stroked his beard, “The truth is, Arthur, in a world gone mad, we friends need to look out for one another more so than ever. Now tell me about your new boss.”
Arthur nodded, “Well, you have met her previously. She is beautiful, charming, funny, elegant, strong. Everything one would want in a young leader. But she is also wicked, cruel, sexual, and demented. But don’t take my words as an insult. She is sharp and smart even if her vices are considered forbidden by most societies.”
Hammond nodded, “She treats you well, yes?”
Arthur responded quickly, “Too well. It’s hard to say no to her. She has provided for my family, given me power, secured generational wealth, and more.”
Hammond stroked his beard, “Something tells me she is the future of the world we live in. And that is why I am here today. For you, yes. But also, to secure a future for myself should the tides change against the allied forces.”
Arthur smiled, “I have always spoken quite highly of you to her. She knows you are a friend.”
The ceiling overhead began to rumble and both Arthur and Hammond looked up and then back to one another. Arthur said, “She has arrived.”
Less than a minute later, Xenia burst through the set of double doors and walked into the room wearing a pair of shiny black and brown snakeskin leather pants, black leather vest cross-laced in the front with no sleeves, and a black cowboy hat. Her vest showed off her wonderful cleavage as she quickly walked over to the two men, “Senator Irwin Hammond! A pleasure to finally meet with you privately. Arthur says you are a good friend. Anyone Arthur trusts has my trust until otherwise.”
Hammond stood to greet her, “Warlord BloodStar, the pleasure is all mine.”
She laughed, “I hope not. Has Arthur not told you of my vices? Pleasure and pain.”
She then turned to Arthur and smiled, “And thank you Mr. President for arranging this meeting.” She sat in his lap with her legs crossed to the side and put her arm around his neck. Her big boobs were right at his eye level, and she brushed her side boob against his cheek as she settled in on his lap intentionally turning him on.
She turned to Hammond while sitting in Arthur’s lap and said, “Everything you see here, everything you say here, is completely private. Understood?”
Hammond nodded, “I am a man of great discretion. I never let the vagaries of moments obscure the larger picture. And indeed, that is why I am here.”
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Xenia raised her eyebrows and said, “I already like you Hammond.” She stayed put in Arthur’s lap and looked to Hammond, “Forgive my outfit. I am learning to embrace Texas culture.”
Hammond smiled, “You look quite the part of a cowgirl. Ready to rope some cattle.”
Xenia laughed, “I hold cattle in higher regard than us humans. But maybe I should learn to rope some humans for sport.”
Hammond didn’t know how to respond, and luckily he didn’t have to as Xenia followed up, “Allow me to cut to the chase. I have few friends. Arthur is a friend with benefits. Nero is a friend and protector. Constance is a friend, my only girl friend. And if you can help me get her back, I’d like to consider you a friend as well.”
Hammond stroked his beard and smiled, “Indeed, friends look out for one another. Look past their shortcomings and mistakes. Someone who can be counted on in times of need. Friendship rises above war. It rises above politics. I am not here as a United States senator. I am here as a friend. No other relationship would permit such a friendly meeting. And as a friend, I am content to tell you that I know the location, the exact location, where Constance is being held prisoner.”
Xenia shook on Arthur’s lap with great excitement, “Please don’t mistake my excitement for a lack of concern. It’s just that, my body heals so perfectly that toxins and drugs don’t affect me. I can’t get a high from weed, cocaine, heroin, meth, or ecstasy. No. My highs come from killing and pain. And I plan to inflict a lot of pain and a lot of death to those who took Constance.”
Hammond raised his eyebrows, “As you should. A lady of your stature can very well do as she pleases.”
Xenia shot him a grin of agreement, and Hammond continued, “I will preface everything by saying that the plan of the allied forces was to kill Constance Khan. The Second Seat of the Karasu Clan, Natalya Belova, has gone rogue and only captured Constance rather than killing her, against direct orders.”
Xenia smiled with her arm still around Arthur’s neck, “Yes, she plans to kill me doesn’t she? What a dreadful fool. Surely she saw, as did the rest of the world, my strength against Pope Gregory.”
Hammond nodded, “Indeed, she intends to trap and kill you. She is holding Constance at a top security military facility outside of the Chicago metropolitan area. The facility is guarded by 25,000 soldiers armed to the teeth including ground to air missiles. A full flight facility with the ability to scramble jets is also on sight.”
Xenia grinned, “Sounds like fun.”
However, Hammond stopped her, “It would be. However, you should know that Master Chief Washington is on sight using his domain to imprison Constance. There can be no doubt that Natalya plans to use his domain to weaken you before killing you. For that reason, I recommend bringing a force of no less than 50,000 soldiers. As a head of state, you may also consider sending Nero in your stead as unappealing as that may sound.”
She laughed at the suggestion, “Oh Hammond. I will be going alone. Just me.”
Hammond stroked his beard, “Very well. That is your decision ultimately as Warlord. However, might I ask you a small favor that may impede your bloodshed?”
Xenia raised her hand, “It would be the least I owe you considering the helpful information you have provided here today.”
He leaned forward in his seat, “Master Chief John Washington is a good man. He is there following orders. Please spare him. His domain skill is an asset. Once you appoint Arthur to head the United States, he will be a useful asset for you as well.”
Xenia thought for a moment, “I remember John. A nice fellow. I can agree to your request.”
Hammond smiled at her, “Thank you for taking my request into consideration so favorably. As you say, we are now friends. I would be happy to take future considerations of your own should you ask of me.”
From Arthur’s lap, Xenia reached her hand out towards Hammond with a warm ball of ki and said, “Don’t be alarmed Senator Hammond. As friends, I feel compelled to heal you.”
Hammond felt more than just a tinge of uncomfort as the world’s most powerful woman held a ball of ki towards him with him as his target. He gulped and asked, “Do I need healing?”
She smiled, “I can feel your blood flow. Your coronary arteries have at least an 80% blockage in three major vessels. It’s a heart attack waiting to happen. Just trust me. You will feel so much better with my help. From a friend.”
Hammond silently nodded and accepted his fate. Xenia then extended the warm ki over his body and began to heal him. His joints, his vessels, his every single cell was restored to optimal health and function. After a few moments, she stopped.
Hammond looked at the front and back of his hands and said, “Incredible. Incredible! I feel youthful once more! My joints are limber… no pain… my vision… sharp as a hawk!”
As Hammond was dumbfounded, Xenia stood and said, “I will be off soon. I must change into something a little more tactical. Hmm.” She turned to Arthur and said, “I am going to be a very bad girl. Should I wear my black catsuit? That is quite naughty isn’t it?”
Arthur nodded, “In every sense of the word, yes. It is naughty, especially so on your body.”
Xenia laughed, “Arthur, if you’re going to talk to me like that then you had better send me off in a fitting manner as well.”
Arthur raised his hand and spanked her juicy butt covered in shiny snakeskin leather pants with a ‘slap’ noise as he made contact. She yelped with excitement, and her ass jiggled from the impact.
She turned to Arthur with a smile and said, “On second thought, Hammond will you excuse us? I am feeling like being bad right now.”
Hammond grabbed his sun hat and said, “It seems you two have a bit of business to take care of. I will show myself out promptly.”
Hammond exited the room shutting the door tightly behind him. He wanted to play no part in witness to what was about to take place in that room. He had heard the stories and could only surmise that Arthur willingly took part in Xenia’s games of pleasure and pain.
He walked away from the room, down the stairs, and into the main atrium where he was greeted by an attendant. As he began to step through the double doors, he began to hear loud cries of moaning and pain from both Arthur and Xenia. He shook his head and continued out the door to his armored vehicle awaiting him. The last thing he heard as he closed the car door was Xenia shouting, “How could I wear these shiny, snakeskin leather pants and not squeeze you!”