TYRANNICIDE Part 2

While the king stared out his bedroom window and later returned to his warm bed next to his beautiful wife, Jekyll and his hoodlums stormed Obadiah’s compound like thieves in the night. A company of 20 men to man handle a measly six people. Half of whom were women. Screams from a dead man’s house were heard across the moon-lit night skies. But the neighbours lacked courage to question physically what was going on next door. Perhaps that was good for them lest they get caught in the cross fire meddling in other people’s business. The king hadn’t said anything about keeping the neighbours alive so they’d basically be asking for it. Jekyll pulled poor Claressa out of bed by her hair. Three men had to collect Phoenix. He was nicknamed Titan for a reason. He easily cleared 6.5 feet and weighed a tenth of a ton. Broad shoulders and armour like chest and belly muscles. A gigantic 26 year old that served as the king’s personal blacksmith. Jekyll was forced to send in three more when the Titan slapped the other three off his wrists like mosquitoes. Two of the men were nursing bruised jaws and one literally licking his wounds where teeth the Titan knocked out used to stand. A grown man at each limb, the Titan was brought to its knees and tied up like a mummy with twenty feet of sisal rope.

Valeria and Wendy were dragged out next as Wendy screamed like a siren.

“Will you please shut her up” an irritated Jekyll requested.

The man put a finger to his lips hoping to motivate Wendy into silence but she wasn’t having it. He had to hold her mouth shut with a firm hand and press a dagger against her useful throat. She was quiet. Slowly he pulled away and she stayed quiet as the night.

“You have really rough hands” she said to him
“Thank you” he replied
“It’s not a compliment. It means your hands have the same texture as tree bark”

Valeria the occasional bed nudist had her perky breasts tasting the cold breeze of the night first hand and they responded positively. Jekyll’s men rarely had the chance to witness the artistry of a nude female body and so they ululated at the sight of Valeria’s breasts and bushy pubis. Claressa looked up from where she knelt and nodded sided ways at the sight of her nude daughter.

“Come on Valeria. C’mon” she said silently
“lekjhfglafluhrljv” said Phoenix with his tied up mouth. He was also rebuking his sister’s nudity.
One of Jekyll’s men continuously tried to pinch Valeria’s tit as she covered herself with one hand and fought him off with the other.

Feliks and Gregory were the last to be brought out. Both half asleep, showed no resistance and hardly seemed to care. But Feliks cared about Valeria. They were sibling best friends and so Jekyll’s handsy man earned himself a broken nose courtesy of Feliks’s skinny fist.

Blood oozed out the man’s nose into his mouth.
He choked suddenly on his saliva and spit the blood all over Valeria’s bare chest prompting her to nudge a strong kick between his legs. The man groaned in pain and fell on his knees. Feliks offered his sister his night shirt and took in the coldness.

Jekyll pointed to two of his men, “You and you, get them some warm clothes. It's freezing out there”
The two men soon returned with a pile of clothes and threw it in a heap on the floor. Valeria found herself in her mum’s dress and father’s coat. Wendy got herself a thick hand knit sweater to add to her short dress and some pants to go underneath. Young Gregory was already dosing off again and had to be helped into his sweater by Feliks before he helped himself into another shirt. Phoenix’s legs had to be freed for him to be able to walk.

“It’s a three hour walk to the city and we have to be there before the break of dawn. Stay in line. No talking. No shouting. Let’s move people”
Jekyll had laid out the instructions for the journey ahead. He whispered to three of his men to lead the line at the front and three more at the back. Two of them had to watch Phoenix closely while the rest flanked the rest of the group.
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King Faray was woken up by Gina one of his handmaids. The sight of her always made him bulge below the waist. It was probably the way her butt cheeks peeped underneath her short maid’s uniform or he was in love. He had no idea. He wife lay next to him so he had to be cool this once.

“Commander Jekyll requests your presence my lord” she said in her soft ticklish voice

The king simply burst out of bed bare as he was born. His blood gorged manhood swinging about for the pretty maid that tickled his fancy to see. She quickly turned away for the king to enrobe.
“Don’t be shy Gina. You never seen a man before”
“No my lord”
The king threw on a robe and approached her. He brushed the back of his fingers against her cheek and Hhmm-ed. She stayed bowed and continued to stare at the floor. Just then his meat forced its way out of his open robe and brushed against her thigh. She stepped back a little bit in shock.

“Commander Jekyll awaits my lord”
“Ahh Jekyll. Right. Help me get into these”

The king soon stepped out fully dressed thanks to Gina. At the end of the hall stood Jekyll.
“They’re here my lord”
“Take me to them”