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Forward Ghosts Of Brisbane PREFACE by Christopher Zisi As the winter of 2018 began, my work on The Himalayan Devil Woman was completed. The manuscript was sent to Paris for editing and illustration. Writing it had been so much fun and great therapy for a difficult personal time I just endured. Still, I wasn’t done… I needed to keep writing. My son tried to give me strategies to come up with ideas for my next novel. His attempts failed. Then I saw it… and I was possessed. Just after Christmas I watched a movie called Alien Lockdown (aka Creature). Seven minutes into the movie, The Ghosts of Brisbane was born. It was such a beautiful thing as the plot just took form and expanded like a gelatinous potion in a mad scientist’s laboratory. The particular scene that sent me bubbling out of the test tube of writer’s cramp concerned a beautiful army soldier being briefed by a menacing Colonel. The soldier is played by the effervescent Singaporean actress Michelle Goh. In this scene the Colonel asks her if she knows why she was selected for this mission? The mission? Doesn’t matter, so just hold your horses. Michelle Goh, who plays the soldier, Talon, responds “… because I survived ‘The Brisbane Operation’?” She answered correctly. “The Brisbane Operation”? Not explained (until the end of the movie), but that is all I needed.

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Okay, so now I had a beautiful heroine. Talon Goh was born… her name taken from the character Talon and the actress who played her. As far as “The Brisbane Operation” goes, since the film really didn’t explain it, I would. Now with a protagonist running around in my head, Talon Goh took control and I merely followed her through her rugged trials through Brisbane and points north (you’ll see). What unfolds over the pages that follow is my account of “The Brisbane Operation,” and the consequences that resulted. You’ll meet so many nymphomaniac psychotics and you may become obsessed with them. Let yourself go, allow the beautiful to take you by the hand and lead you to so many wonderful and horrific places, and most of all… don’t feel guilty about enjoying this epic about the ruination of Australia. Oh… by the way… Alien Lockdown and Talon do explain ‘The Brisbane Operation’ at the end of the film. Allow me to boast… my ‘Brisbane Operation’ is far superior than the one detailed in the film. For now, I sign off as I put the finishing touches on the sequel to The Himalayan Devil Woman.

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by Christopher Zisi A mysterious agency, bent on ruling the planet, hires a mercenary, the sultry Talon Goh, to infiltrate the once beautiful city of Brisbane. Talon Goh will enter the former jewel of Australia determined to clean-up an ungodly mess left by horrific scientific forces... but something awful awaited her. For the first time in her life she fails and is subject to rape, beatings, and captivity. Now a prisoner of the same organization that hired her, she will be subject to grotesque humiliation and her only escape will be facing the monstrous forces that took her apart in Brisbane. The mercenary beauty is determined to succeed and kill the forces that have raped her physically and mentally, but whatever lies under the streets of Brisbane is waiting for her return with an even more horrific plan. Talon Goh’s return to Brisbane will coincide with the attack, and violation of the most beautiful women in that city. The Ghosts of Brisbane

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THE GHOSTS OF BRISBANE An Exploitation Tale/Horror Epic by Christopher Zisi Talon Goh The Asian beauty had stopped most of the bleeding. Her sleek, black tactical suit was torn to shreds. Even before Talon Goh had cut much of it into strips to act as bandages, enemy knives and a mutant creature had done a job on it. Now her throbbing body, resting against the concrete of the sewer wall, needed rest. The mercenary’s instinct was to find a ladder and climb… climb to a manhole, force it open and once again breathe the air of Brisbane. Methane and feces permeated the still air but Goh was in too much pain to escape. With the little energy she had left, Talon Goh threw away all her spent clips. Four from her GLOCK and two from her M-4 echoed as they clanged on the opposite wall. These six containers for bullets were her only ones and if something else approached her, Talon would be defenseless. The dagger which should have been adhered to her right thigh was still stuck in the tentacled menace that messed her up. Brisbane, she thought, what a shithole! This Australian city was her mission. The mission? Clean up. No rescue… no recovery… just clean up. Talon knew what this meant and when her employers said “clean up,” Talon had no questions. Some Chinese, a smattering of Japanese, a bit of Korean, and a hint of Malaysian, the beauty was an Asian mutt. The Ghosts of Brisbane

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Her mother was a prostitute in rural China and when she threw Talon out the window, just missing a barrel of burning trash, the three-year-old mutt was whisked to an orphanage. No parents or known relatives, Talon was perfect. Her upbringing was hardly nurturing as the nuns and priests in the Chinese orphanage would torture her with cold water, electricity, and beatings.

When Talon Goh turned 15 years old, she became the sex plaything of psycho nuns and priests. Every night she was violently raped and her insides were ruined. Talon would never have children. For two years the mutt endured sexual torture. Just before she turned 17, two burly nuns entered her room and chased away her seven roommates. As the two monster nuns advanced on the seemingly defenseless Talon, one barking like a dog and the other holding the severed end of a broomstick, she made her move. Both nuns were drunk and Talon was ready. In seconds, both nuns lay beside Talon’s bed bleeding profusely from their necks. A knife hidden under her pillow was the weapon of choice and the jugular veins were the target. The orphan bathed her bare feet in the warm blood that was pooling beside her bed and she liked it… liked it a lot. The homicidal orphan then stripped. How ironic, the nuns would have torn off her bedclothes if she gave them another ten seconds. The naked orphan then drenched her hands in nuns’ blood and smeared her whole body. Next a sprint out of the room, down two flights of stairs and out the front door. Only three nuns were present in the hallway as she left her dormitory room, killing them was too easy. 20 seconds after the fifth nun dropped dead Talon was out the front door. Now as she breathed in more sewer gasses Talon Goh remembered how good the air felt on her naked and blood covered body as she escaped the orphanage building. Already covered in her own blood, and maybe some from that probing creature, the beauty ripped off the remaining parts of her tactical suit, including the black silk undergarments.

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Once again, she would feel the cool night air on her naked, blood-soaked body. As she rummaged through her tactical suit for any kind of weapon… there weren’t any… she found her passion fruit lipgloss. “Perfect,” she sighed and smeared a bunch of it onto her dried lips. Ready! Getting up was the most painful part of this evening. After getting to her feet, everything went numb. The activity of the muscles forced more blood out of her wounds. 15 steps later the mercenary found a metal ladder leading up to a manhole cover. All her weapons were gone so she was able to use all her arms and legs to climb the ladder. Her half-used tube of passion fruit lip-gloss was held in her mouth. Up eight rungs and a healthy push of the iron lid above her head and she saw stars again. Talon Goh climbed out of the sewer and onto the deserted streets of Brisbane. The naked, blood-soaked beauty lay on the street as a slight breeze cooled her heated and broken body. Dying under the stars was preferable to dying in a sewer, destined to be picked apart and eaten by a failed laboratory experiment. Fading out of consciousness, Goh was startled back by a burly voice, “Talon my dear… you look marvelous.” She opened her eyes and saw a large man straddling her naked torso.

Ivan Putski, the Polish tripod. Goh and Putski enjoyed hours of pre-marital sex a few days ago at a HYATT in Canberra. He satisfied her… big time, but in all fairness, she satisfied him like he never had been before. The Pole was wearing a containment suit but had taken his headgear off. She knew the air in Brisbane was fine, but the ruse of contaminated air was necessary to hurry the evacuation of the ignorant population. “I always thought you look better naked than clothed.” The Asian mercenary knew what was coming next. “Unfortunately, my precious, this is a clean-up operation and your bleeding body is a bit of a stain on Brisbane’s streets.” Putski pulled a large, jagged hunting knife from somewhere. The Ghosts of Brisbane

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Cell #4 was three meters by three meters. The walls were padded and the only window was on the door. The only furnishings was a metal desk chair with arms and a thin padded seat. She sat in the chair and waited… but for what? A bullet? Maila stood outside Cell #4. Because Talon Goh was now healthy and strong, Bibi and Nooma accompanied the nympho-podiatrist. Bibi and Nooma were sultry stewardesses for Air Sweden when Maila recruited them. At first the two blonde beauties were three blonde beauties but Ingrid Ekland was melted in Rask’s lab. The Air Sweden trio were all too happy to quit and go to work for the Finnish podiatrist. They were dressed in latex nurse outfits and greeted Japanese business men who came to… well… have their feet worked on. Many times, they provided oral sex to these businessmen which earned them huge tips. When Maila was recruited to work at The Facility, the trio came along. Now they donned tight black jumpsuits, carried stun guns and were part of the security force. Unfortunately, Ingrid was… well… best not to think about Ingrid anymore. “Everyone is a winner,” Maila repeated this mantra to herself as she punched a six-digit code into the key pad beside the heavy metal door of Cell #4. The door opened and Maila, Bibi and Nooma charged in. Maila hit the target first shooting like a torpedo into Talon Goh’s chest. With Maila on top of her, Goh fell backwards to the floor. The nympho screamed, “Everyone is a winner!” Nooma sat on Talon’s right arm and Bibi on the left. Talon could only kick her legs. Over and over again Maila punched Goh’s face… this lasted about 30 seconds. Bleeding from the nose and mouth Talon Goh tried her best not to laugh. Who were these three bimbos? Soon Goh thought… wait… Talon Goh knew she would be killed today and she was determined to take as many bimbos as she could with her. Maila shouted again… “Where is Rask, you whore?”

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Rask! There was that name again… who the Hell was Rask? Talon Goh, spitting out blood snarled and answered the nympho-podiatrist, “On your pussy, cunt-face… put some ointment on it!” Dr. Maila Viitali wasn’t pleased at Goh’s flippant answer. Believing Goh was half unconscious she ordered Bibi and Nooma to get her off the ground. Both Swedes grabbed an arm and pulled Goh to her feet. The Asian beauty again thought, “wait… almost… a few more seconds.” Goh’s face was dripping a lot of blood. Maila pulled a pair of plyers out of her white coat and ordered Nooma to pry open Goh’s mouth. “We’ll start with the upper front teeth you slut.” Now! What followed took less than five seconds and Bibi and Nooma would never know what hit them. The Asian mercenary kicked both feet over her head and landed behind her two Swedish tormentors. With the palm of her right hand she shoved Nooma’s nose into her miniscule brain, killing her instantly as she turned her head. Before Nooma hit the floor, Goh wrapped both her arms around the head of Bibi and jerked it violently. Bibi was also dead before she hit the floor. Two out of three wasn’t bad… Maila’s stun gun ended Goh’s tirade. Now with all three of her sultry stewardesses assuming room temperature, Maila wondered if a trio from Seoul Airways could replace them. Before Goh could shake off the effects of the stun gun, the nympho-podiatrist injected her with a powerful tranquilizer. Talon Goh would be in la-la land for the next 16 hours.

KEVIN KEVIN… not Kevin. No one knew why but KEVIN was always referred to in capital letters. As the leader of the brain-trust, KEVIN headed The Facility. Standing five feet nine inches, the 58-year-old administrator was… well… he was KEVIN. No one joked about KEVIN. They could have. People could have poked fun at his pot belly… or his stained neck-tie that came down five inches above the belt.

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They could have joked about his comb-over hairdo… or his coke-bottle glasses… or his out of style short-sleeve dress shirts. Whatever his appearance suggested, KEVIN was the top dog in the braintrust. KEVIN was an administrator through and through, rarely leaving his office. KEVIN was also a true believer in The Jim Mitchell Leadership and Communication Course… in fact, KEVIN actually taught a few blocks of this training to the employees at The Facility. Dr. Maila Viitala sat in KEVIN’s office. Behind KEVIN’s desk was a banner proclaiming, “Everyone is a Winner!” On his desk, no family pictures… instead a yellowed baseball (probably decades old) autographed by Andy Messersmith. KEVIN began, “I know you have experienced a tragedy doctor, but we, at The Facility, care about you as one of our family members.” Maila was sure this Jim Mitchell logic would cause her to vomit before she left her meeting with KEVIN. He continued, “Your tragedy is our tragedy, we all loved Bibi and Nooma.” KEVIN read these two names off of an index card. Maila was just glad KEVIN bought the story that Goh killed these two beauties while trying to escape and only some heroics by herself prevented Goh from sprinting out the front door. Maila was focusing on a stain dotting KEVIN’s red neck tie. She was also wondering who the hell was Andy Messersmith! KEVIN went on… Maila began thinking of slitting his throat… this was torture. “You are family… we care about you here at The Facility, doctor.” The nympho-podiatrist wasn’t sure how much more of this she could take. She made a mental note to track down Jim Mitchell and disembowel him. “I totally understand, you want to strap Talon Goh to a gurney… nude, of course… and surgically remove several of her internal organs while she is awake… slice them up and shove them down her throat.” Maila nodded. “I totally understand, and I do care about your feelings… but I have another plan and I’d like you to help us with it.” What! Maila did her best not to show her anger. Why wasn’t she being allowed to kill the whore?!

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KEVIN continued, “You see, if Dr. Rask is alive, we need him.” Maila no longer looked at Rask as her love slave but a traitor chasing Asian whores. “I also know Dr. Rask means a lot to you and we can all be winners if he is brought back to us.” Maila was only slightly shocked… “Everyone is a Winner,” she thought. Rask alive! How? Maila was sure he was dead on the floor of his Building 9 laboratory. After Ingrid… well… best not to discuss Ingrid and what happened to her. HAZMAT disaster protocol was put into action, the lab and Building 9 were sealed. The above ground corridor leading to Building 9 was also sealed and the underground tunnel leading to it was filled in with cement. Building 9 would remain off limits for 10 years. But… if Rask was alive, Maila’s jealousy altered her plans. Instead of feeding the Asian slut her own internal organs, she would feed her Rask’s organs. Better yet, Maila would castrate Rask and shove his tallywhacker down Goh’s windpipe. That would be such a beautiful thing, thought the nympho-podiatrist. She smiled at KEVIN and nodded in agreement. KEVIN was happy, after all… Everyone is a Winner!

The Violation of Talon Goh Still alive! Why? Talon Goh was awake again… strapped to a gurney totally nude. She racked her brain in this sterile white hospital room, unable to move. Her face throbbed and she could feel caked blood in her nose. Intercourse! Of course! Something about her sexual escapades in Australia had interested her initial interrogators. She was asked for the identities of all her sex partners. The rape kits used on her already gave them an accurate picture of all her partners from the last 72 hours she spent in Australia. Putsky was easy. He left her quite bruised and he must have dumped a liter of man juice into her, and another one into her mouth. The Polish tripod was a regular firehose of ecstasy.

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Then there was Frank Russell*, the midfielder for the Canberra Football Club. Goh loved athletes and they loved her. Stamina! Men nowadays had little of this, but athletes still did… until they reached 25 years of age. Frank Russell and Talon Goh met in the concierge lounge on the 23rd floor of the Canberra HYATT. No words were exchanged, but she wanted him. She’d have competition as Natalie was draped on his arm. Natalie! A former cheerleader for the football club, and now a spokesmodel for White Silk Scotch. Goh was determined to separate the liquor skank from her football player. She’d use deception. Goh approached Natalie and Frank and gave them both a look of wanting lust. Not a lesbian, Goh needed to gain Natalie’s trust. Natalie, like Frank, was immediately under the Asian seductress’ spell. Natalie was clad in a very short party gown, adorned with white sequins. Goh had a tight black leather mini-skirt, shiny black stilettos, and a satin red blouse. The trio didn’t talk as they strolled to Frank’s 23rd floor room. Once in the room Goh pushed Frank onto the bed and she went to work on Natalie. Natalie was in the heat of passion as Talon Goh’s hands worked their way up her thighs and into her crotch. Enough is enough, it was time to eliminate Natalie from the picture. Goh lifted off the white gown and with her tongue and fingers, removed all of Natalie’s undergarments. Natalie was groaning uncontrollably. Once completely naked, Goh snuck behind the liquor spokesmodel and applied a sleeper hold, sending the beauty into la-la land. Frank seemed aroused and when Goh hogtied her rival with her own underwear, Frank was ready to explode. To complete the conquest, Goh removed her own black lace panties and shoved them in Natalie’s mouth. As Natalie’s naked, beaten, and hogtied body lay at the foot of the bed, Talon Goh and Frank went at it. First, she was on top… then him… She screamed in pain and ecstasy.

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Frank’s sweat soaked Goh and she liked it. 75 minutes went by and now Goh was on top again. While both Frank and Goh wildly thrust their pelvis’ into each other, Goh’s screaming woke Natalie. Natalie squirmed and convulsed and finally her hands were freed. Frank and Goh didn’t notice as their passion was endless. Natalie slid off the bed and found the first blunt object she could observe… a bottle of expensive champagne. As Talon Goh thrust and screamed Natalie swung the bottle and Goh was now unconscious beside Frank. The naked and wet Asian would not see what happened next, as Natalie and Frank went at it for several minutes. Natalie was almost as good as Talon and the two would accidentally kick the Asian mutt off the bed. After that, Natalie and Frank dragged Goh into an oversized luxury shower, turned the water on steaming hot, and went at it again while straddling the Asian beauty. Talon Goh woke up and Natalie cleaned her off and helped dress her. Natalie was still aroused by this vixen and having ultimately beat her at the game of love, desired a rematch. After planting a big wet kiss on Talon’s lips, she helped Goh to the door where the half-conscious beauty stumbled weakly back to her own hotel room, satisfied but defeated. Keeping some of the details from them, Talon Goh had told her interrogators about Frank Russell (not Natalie) and Ivan Putski. They wanted more. They told her about Rask’s semen. She would have remembered a sexual encounter and she would’ve remembered who it was with. She had no clue who Rask was. Then it hit her… could Rask be… no! That was impossible. The thing in the sewer wasn’t human. Whatever that thing in the sewer was, Goh was keeping silent about it. No one would believe her. Talon Goh was sent into the sewer below Brisbane and given an order to exterminate anything that moved. Knowing better than to ask questions, she followed her orders.

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She killed many rats but no signs of anything else. Did the rats contain some sort of plague? Not her problem. With her pistols out of ammunition after killing hundreds of rodents, Goh was almost deaf. The echo inside the sewer after the gunshots was deafening. She did not hear the loud sloshing sounds creeping up from behind her. Something grabbed her by the neck, something else wrapped itself around her left thigh, and something else around her right thigh. Her right arm was then grabbed by yet another mysterious appendage. Only Goh’s left arm was free. Whatever was wrapped around her neck would choke her and then ease up, choke her and then ease up… this went on for a while. More slimy and cold appendages (tentacles?) then ripped off Goh’s tactical suit. The slimy tentacle things then caressed her entire body and violently spread her thighs apart. Yet another tentacle, dripping salty fluid shoved its way into Goh’s mouth preventing her from screaming. Goh was horrified and knew what was next. A very cold and dripping tentacle then slid under her panties and up her vagina… way up her vagina. Whatever these tentacles were emanating from, Goh could see its shadow in this dimly lit sewer and it was gyrating. The tentacles in the mouth and vagina moved back and forth rapidly secreting juices. Goh couldn’t believe she was being raped by a monster. Instinctively, Goh’s only free limb, her left arm went into action. She grabbed the dagger off its holder on her right thigh and plunged it into the shadowy, gyrating mass in front of her. An ungodly howl followed and all the tentacles were withdrawn, scraping off much of Goh’s skin as they did. There was no time to think and she didn’t have to. The Asian beauty, now bloodied, humiliated, and used by a slimy creature, ran. Goh didn’t know how long she ran but collapsed eventually. Naked, bloodied and cold, Goh was sure the creature was pursuing her. Somehow, she needed to muster enough strength to get out of the sewer before… Goh snapped back to the present, secured on a gurney. There was no way she could tell this story to anyone. The monster was not her worry now, the tray next to her gurney with scalpels and surgical saws was. The Ghosts of Brisbane

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The Finnish lunatic washed her, groomed her, did her hair and nails, and gently spoke to her. Talon Goh had no idea what this beast was saying as Maila spoke only in Finnish while attending her. They had given Talon Goh too much time, she was clearly smarter than anyone at The Facility. Goh figured out everything. She would be sent back to Brisbane to either collect or kill Rask, whoever… or whatever he was. After this mission she would be executed. Talon Goh had a different game plan. She would use Brisbane as her escape mechanism. The roving bands of homicidal lunatics and her knowledge of the sewers made Brisbane the ideal place for escape. That wouldn’t be enough. The Asian mercenary knew The Facility had probably already thought of that. No doubt they had a contingency plan that would make escape undesirable. But what? She had no attachments… no family or friends… just what did The Facility intend to use as leverage? Escape wasn’t Goh’s only plan. Dr. Maila Viitala needed to be disposed of in horrific fashion. Torturing, humiliating, and finally murdering the bent podiatrist was a promise Goh made to herself. Then, after the Fin’s demise, Goh would destroy The Facility. What the Hell was The Facility anyway? Goh also knew she would have to go down into that sewer again and once again face that… that thing that raped her. This time she would be ready for it. After disposing of the two Swedish bimbos, Talon Goh didn’t blame Maila for keeping her sedated. Goh knew that Maila knew she would kill her too if she were not sedated. Being nursed back to health meant only one thing… Brisbane was imminent. KEVIN too was waiting. Talon Goh would have to be in top physical shape to complete the mission she had previously failed at. Sitting across from him, staring intently at his Andy Messersmith autographed baseball was Dr. Maila Viitala. KEVIN was trying to figure out if she was impressed by this relic… not that it mattered. “When will she be ready?”

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THE XTREM COLLECTION “You fucking slut… when this is over, I’m gonna cut off your tits and shove them down your throat!” “So, do I get the cat-suit?” Talon Goh was getting bored catering to the insane. Maila stormed out of the room and almost knocked over KEVIN. KEVIN rarely left his office and Maila was shocked he was waiting outside the interrogation room. Almost in tears, her face beet red, Maila shrieked, “She wants a cat-suit like the one Kate Beckinsale wore in Underworld.” Tears began flowing down the Fin’s face, humiliated and beaten, Talon Goh had gotten the best of her. KEVIN gave Maila a hug. As he hugged the Finnish nymphomaniac, he wondered if he could make love to her before executing her. “You have to admit, my good doctor, she would look really hot in a Kate Beckinsale Underworld suit.” The tender moment between KEVIN and Maila was interrupted by a pimply-faced dweeb of an intern who came running down the hall yelling, “Is there a Webster Hubbell here?”

The Telegram A telegram? Didn’t they stop doing telegrams decades ago? The WESTERN UNION Telegram dated two days ago had just reached The Facility. It had been delivered to a phony business front in Bergen, addressed to WEBSTER HUBBELL at ACME IMPORT EXPORT COMPANY. It read: SEND TALON GOH BACK STOP SHE IS MINE STOP SHE SHOULD BE CLAD IN FISHNETS STOP ALSO SHE SHOULD WEAR STILETTOS AND A TIGHT BLACK MINI-SKIRT STOP YOURS TRULY DR. TUUKKA RASK STOP KEVIN was irate. Rask was alive and Goh was his lover. How did Rask know about the Hubbell alias? Rask was definitely more of a threat to The Facility than KEVIN originally believed. The Ghosts of Brisbane

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Maila was wet and her panties were soaked. She would need to change them. Hopefully the Asian whore didn’t pick up on this. With a crackling and soft voice Maila replied, “I’m going to saw your tits off and shove your eyeballs up your pussy.” Talon Goh’s fingers moved from Maila’s cheek, softly down her neck, a little firmer down her blouse between her breasts and finally rested just above the leather skirt. “It seems we have plans for each other.” This time Talon Goh, in one sudden move, shot her head forward and licked Maila’s lips. Whatever was emanating from Maila’s crotch, Talon Goh smelled it… and smiled. Totally embarrassed, Maila grabbed Talon’s left arm and sternly said, “Let’s go whore!” She led her Asian nemesis out the door of her room. “They need your room for someone else.” Sensing she was in control, Talon Goh made sure her tight buttocks rubbed against Maila’s tight buttocks as she was led out the door. Maila let out a very soft moan and prayed Goh didn’t hear it… but she did. The Asian giggled.

Miss Ha Miss Ha Tae-hee! The epitome of what a Seoul Airways stewardess should be. Tall… beautiful… classy… subservient in a slightly erotic sense… she was perfect. Unlike many of the beauties hired by Seoul Airways, everything about Ha was sincere. Service was her life… her reason for being. The long-time president of Seoul Airways, Lee Joong-ki saw this right away many years ago. He handpicked Ha five years ago to be the face of his airline. After perusing 1100 pictures of each of his stewardesses, no one compared to Ha. He would call her Miss Ha, though would never meet her in person until the day he busted her cheekbone. The sultry five-foot eight beauty would be on all the Seoul Airways posters used in advertisements. First class passengers were given gift bags from the airline which included a promotional poster.

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In the poster, Miss Ha was knelt down beside a nice-looking Japanese couple serving them sake. Every adolescent boy in South Korea had this poster on their wall. Their prudish parents would not allow bikini clad babes, but Miss Ha was classy, and if their boys lusted for this woman… that was fine. Miss Ha took a whole generation of Korean adolescents through puberty. Most of the boys focused on how her skirt tightened as she knelt down and the nude-stocking clad shin as her right leg shot out into the aisle. Both Japanese passengers, a well-dressed hunk and babe, both stared admiringly at Miss Ha’s chest. The subtle eroticism was no accident but did endear Miss Ha to love-starved teenagers. This reality was not known to Miss Ha. Her beauty, only slightly enhanced by plastic surgery, was a gift to the passengers. She sincerely believed that Seoul Airways passengers deserved a stewardess who put time in her appearance. Putting time into her perfection was what Miss Ha did before every flight. Her morning routine before a flight took three hours. She would soak in a mineral bath in order to have her skin smelling fresh, and slightly scented the whole day. Next she would carefully apply her make-up, and put on some erotic undergarments. The undergarment selection almost embarrassed Miss Ha, but even with a devotion to service, she had a need to feel sexy… after all, no one would see them. Tying her scarf and fixing her hair just right took an entire 30 minutes. Miss Ha had a wide smile for everyone who stepped onto her airplane. She would not only serve food and drink but would also hold and rock crying babies, and tell little boys who were scared of flying stories of magnificent places they were going to. When a Japanese or Chinese businessman, or an American lesbian slapped her posterior, Miss Ha would never give them a cross look, she would give them a slight smile that said “thank you” instead. If she were a sexual fantasy of an admiring passenger, this was fine with Miss Ha, she just hoped they were gentle with her in those fantasies.

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Miss Ha’s devotion to service wasn’t born out of a vacuum. Though she never met her grandfather, he was her hero. The South Korean patriot fought the Chinese and North Koreans his whole life. The ardent anti-Communist, he was betrayed by America and the modern South Korean governments. In 1962, Pops (that was what Miss Ha called him), was sent into North Korea by President John F. Kennedy and his CIA. The mission was sabotage… take out Chinese anti-aircraft missile sites. The poorly equipped Pops was betrayed. President Kennedy personally called the Chinese and informed them of Pops’ intention. He was arrested immediately and tortured. In return, China put pressure on the North Koreans to release a German businessman who they had imprisoned. This schmuck West German was the son of a European media-magnate who gave millions of dollars to President Kennedy’s campaign. The Kennedy Administration and the American CIA were never intending to throw out the Chinese Communist puppet government of North Korea. Sending Pops to North Korea and then betraying him was all part of a plot to keep a campaign contributor loyal. President Kennedy was too busy having deviant sex with Marilyn Monroe to realize Pops was no ordinary secret agent. Pops escaped from his prison and torture, killed 24 North Korean guards and made it back across the border. In October of 1963 Pops returned home to his wife and four children. Over the next four weeks Pops was busy… always sending letters or telegrams to America, Cuba, and to President Kennedy’s Vice President. In late November, President Kennedy was assassinated and Pops broke out his new supply of Cuban cigars and Canadian liquor. Lyndon Johnson was sworn in as the new American president and Pops became very wealthy as President Johnson’s CIA wired millions of U.S. dollars into his bank accounts. A few years later John F. Kennedy’s brother announced his run to be the new president of America.

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Upon hearing this on the radio, Pops got busy again. His telegrams and letters were now addressed to Italian crime families in New York and Cuban intelligence operatives. When Robert F. Kennedy was assassinated on the campaign trail, Pops celebrated again with Cuban cigars and Canadian liquor. No one screwed with Pops and lived. Miss Ha used her love for a grandfather she never met as an inspiration to remain conscious. Pops escaped and killed those responsible for his betrayal. Miss Ha made up her mind. She was going to survive and kill a lot of people. Miss Ha promised herself that she would murder Lee Joong-ki, the Swedish brute who raped her, everyone else on this airplane she was imprisoned on, and everyone at the point of destination. Miss Ha didn’t know the destination of this airplane but was certain that more rape and torture awaited her. Everyone would die and Miss Ha would make sure of that… somehow. It hurt to cry. Miss Ha’s face was terribly swollen. Her inner thighs were bruised and her beautiful Seoul Airways uniformed was ruined. Her red scarf, which she took so much pride in had been stuffed up her groin. The royal blue blouse barely hung on her shoulders in tatters. The suede skirt had Swedish semen smeared all over. Blood still flowed out of both her nostrils. She had to breathe out of the nostrils as her black lace panties were sealed inside her mouth with duct tape. Both hands were handcuffed behind her back, but Miss Ha knew… someday her captors would make a mistake… someday.

A Chance Meeting Dr. Maila Viitala had to regain control. Talon Goh’s sex appeal had penetrated the doctor’s psyche. The Finnish vixen was blindsided by the skank in Kate Beckinsale’s Underworld suit. Clad in a shiny red satin blouse, tight black skirt, black stockings, and shiny red stiletto heels, Maila had intended to be the sex-pot of the day at The Facility. The Ghosts of Brisbane

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Forbidden to kill her Asian foil, Maila had thought she would show her up before sending her back to Brisbane. After rubbing up against Goh’s posterior, Maila was ready to explode in sexual ecstasy. Fortunately, a Swedish flight crew was arriving and the nymphomaniac decided she would ravage them. There was a hunk ex-hockey player who never spoke and Maila made up her mind she would drag him into a shower. Then there was some pilot named Sven… she would allow him to tie her down and whip her. Maila needed to get her mind back to a more heterosexual setting. Talon Goh was smug, and her slight smile indicated that. She knew exactly what she had just done to her Finnish tormentor. As this northern European vixen forcibly led her down a long hallway, Goh took every opportunity possible to rub her left hip against Maila’s right one. The soft moans each time this happened signaled a change of status. No longer was Maila top dog, in control. Talon Goh had begun her ruination of the Finnish skank. Maila wasn’t ready to admit defeat. After all, she would eventually cut this Asian whore to pieces. Sexed out to the max, Dr. Viitala was satisfied that Goh’s torment of her was done. She would hand Goh off to a flight crew soon and the Asian skank would be headed to Hell. Walking down the long hallway to an elevator, a bell sounded. The elevator had arrived and the doors opened: two Swedish hunks… Maila recognized Sven the pilot, he was carrying the right arm and right leg of some Korean stewardess. Carrying the left limbs was that hunk of a Swedish hockey player. Attached to the limbs was the almost naked torso of a beaten and humiliated Seoul Airways stewardess: Maila’s new patient. Dripping fluids, her own and that of the two Swedish monsters, Miss Ha was barely conscious. The trio was headed away from the elevator to the room formerly occupied by the Asian slut. Maila figured she would begin her seduction as she passed them.

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Holding Talon Goh’s arm, Maila looked at the two hunks and licked her lips. Both Swedes ignored the Finnish vixen and began drooling over the beauty in the Underworld catsuit. The two hunks were so taken with Goh’s allure that they dropped Miss Ha. Miss Ha landed with a thud and she let out a pathetic whimper. Talon Goh realized whoever this stewardess was, she was taking her place as the subject of Maila’s deviant and twisted interests. The mercenary knew this Seoul Airways beauty would be subject to torture and humiliation. When Miss Ha hit the floor, Goh broke Maila’s arm lock and bent down to help the unfortunate stewardess. Talon knew she only had a few seconds and whispered to Miss Ha, “Stay alive, love, I’ll be back to kill all these assholes, you can help.” Miss Ha could barely keep her swollen eyes open, but she perked up realizing that she did in fact have an ally. Or did she? She believed she was of clear mind as she did her best to take in her surroundings, but the vixen, clad in a BDSM suit was the most famous international porn star in the world. Miss Ha didn’t have any bad habits, as a Seoul Airways stewardess, she needed to stay pure. However, lately, by accident she ended up on a porn web-site, while searching for charities that helped abused puppies and kittens. Miss Ha intended to get off right away, but the Asian submissive, being humiliated by two European babes caught her attention. Miss Ha was hooked, and would eventually watch all 32 episodes of “The Perils of Talon Goh.” She had to be hallucinating now, this was the submissive unfortunate, giving her encouragement. Miss Ha told the porn star only two words, “Remember me.” With that, she handed the mysterious woman clad in black her Seoul Airways nametag. Talon Goh grasped Miss Ha’s nametag and made a promise to herself that she would return and rescue this unfortunate stewardess. As the two Swedish hunks pulled the beaten beauty away from Goh, the Asian mercenary timed her next move perfectly.

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She was raped by a tentacled creature and even worse, an Australian slut (who spoke like an American) humiliated her in Frank’s hotel suite. “Is that a Michigan accent?” Talon asked Natalie… the question was legitimate. Natalie’s face turned bright red, “Bitch! Whore! Hussy! I’m gonna have you drinking my urine and eating my shit in just a few minutes… right after I rape you into submission.” Frank was so turned on and decided that keeping silent was a wise move. “Come on Frank, to your suite.”

The Rematch Suite 2307. Frank’s suite at the HYATT was luxurious. As the three entered, Frank laid down a few instructions. “First ladies, I will set the mood.” Frank took a travel drive out of his shirt pocket and plugged it into the 58-inch Panasonic flat screen at the foot of his bed. In a few seconds a movie came on. “This is the lady that replaced you, Talon… some Korean stewardess… Miss Ha.” Talon was horrified, her friend was on the screen, completely naked, being humiliated by two other stewardesses. Miss Ha’s face was covered with the juices of Miss Song and Miss Kim. Then the duo defecated on her. Miss Ha was unconscious but occasionally a slight whimper emanated from her. The two stewardesses even urinated in her mouth. “What do you mean ‘the lady that replaced me?’” Frank was sincere, “Oh I’m sorry… no one could replace you. I have all 32 episodes of ‘The Perils of Talon Goh,’ you were amazing! The way juices dripped off your face. Were you really unconscious? Those blonde babes went to town on you.” Talon Goh lost it. Eventually she would return to The Facility and inflict torture, humiliation, and death on the Finnish bitch and everyone else. She would free Miss Ha and allow her to cook the Fin’s internal organs and feed them to her superiors. “How dare she!” Talon’s words were not comprehended by either Natalie or Frank.

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Talon was ready, she faced Natalie and gave her a wine glass, “You are an ugly bitch, lick my boots.” Natalie was furious and shattered the wine glass over Talon’s head. A small trickle of blood flowed down Talon’s cheek… perfect she thought. Talon responded by punching Natalie in the nose. A steady trickle of blood streamed out of Natalie’s left nostril. As both Talon and Natalie bled, the two vixens grabbed each other in holds of death. The front of the White Silk spokesmodel’s white party gown was now soaked in blood. The two women found themselves on Frank’s bed. Natalie was trying to kill Talon with limp punches and weak strangulation. This was perfect, Talon thought. She needed Natalie alive. The poor skank was needed for something more ungodly than a twisted cat-fight. “Join us Frank,” Talon commanded, and Frank jumped on the bed. Now the three were involved half in a melee and half in an orgy. Even Frank was soaked in the blood of both women. As Miss Ha continued to be humiliated on the big screen, Talon Goh exhausted her two lovers in the 23rd floor suite. The blood loss weakened Natalie, but it wasn’t enough to seriously injure her. With dozens of the most powerful pelvic thrusts (half of them his, half hers) he had ever experienced, Frank Russell was spent. He’d sleep for hours. When the Canberra police would arrive at the suite the next day looking for two missing women, Frank would be challenged to explain why their blood was all over his sheets and torso… good luck Frank, Talon thought. As Frank was passed out on his king-sized bed, as the moans of Miss Song and Miss Kim emanated from the flat-screen, Talon Goh tended to Natalie. She held Natalie’s nose and stopped the bleeding. The unconscious supermodel was coming to. Talon Goh was very sad at what she would have to do to the White Silk Scotch babe. Such a horrible fate for such a ravishing doll. To think, the only woman ever to beat her would be… Talon Goh stopped thinking about the horror that would befall Natalie.

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The Demise of Inga, Britt, and Lena The humiliation never ceased. Dr. Maila Viitala was not going to take these humiliations laying down. The Asian skank was indeed her nemesis. In time, Maila would dissect the whore, but right now she would have to be satisfied with murdering anyone who participated in these humiliations. Maila’s sources at the Canberra HYATT notified the Finnish nymphomaniac that Talon Goh had arrived looking better than ever and strutting out massive doses of sex appeal. This wasn’t supposed to happen, the three Swedish stewardesses disobeyed her specific orders. No one disobeyed Dr. Maila Viitala and lived. The podiatrist would send a message… a definitive message. The unmarked 727 came in for a perfect landing on the long runway. As the airplane taxied near Building 8, Dr. Maila Viitala waited just outside the doors. There were no passengers on this plane so the flight crew came out first. Three beautiful Swedish stewardesses departed first, walked down the stairs onto the long walkway that led to Building 8. All clad in alluring light-blue skirts, satin white shirts, and light-blue scarfs. The three blondes used their three-inch heels to enhance the sexiness of their strut back to Building 8. Dr. Viitala was also flexing her sex appeal. She was clad in another tight leather skirt, this one purple in color, her shoes were shiny red stilettos, black fishnet stockings, and a gold satin blouse which highlighted her large breasts. An M-4 rifle was cradled in Maila’s arms and she had a 30-round clip in it with two spare clips attached to her belt. As Inga, Britt, and Lena walked toward Building 8, Maila walked toward the parked airplane. As the women neared each other, now only ten meters apart, Inga gasped. Inga saw Maila before her two colleagues did. “No! Please… I can explain.” Inga was shrieking and now Britt and Lena looked up. Maila pointed her M-4 (which was set on fully automatic) and squeezed the trigger. In seconds, 30 rounds were fired at Inga, Britt, and Lena.

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The Brisbane Operation, Take 2 Talon Goh replayed it over and over again in her mind. How could she have failed so miserably? She not only was defeated, but also raped and humiliated. She was a plaything of a monster. The defeat also made her the plaything of a lunatic Finnish podiatrist, two former Swedish stewardesses, and ultimately a conquest of the White Silk Scotch spokesmodel. Everything would turn around now. Talon Goh would get her groove back. Unfortunately for the White Silk dame with the busted nose, she would be sacrificed by the Asian seductress. The Ghosts of Brisbane

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The drive north, up Australia’s east coast would take 10 hours. Talon Goh had set Natalie’s nose. This made Natalie very happy though she still sneered at her Asian captor. That’s okay, a lot more than just a nose would be busted on Natalie very soon. Natalie was trying to speak but her white silk panties were no longer on her hips but shoved inside her mouth and sealed there with duct tape. THE TOYOTA SIENA minivan offered a smooth ride which had to be of some comfort to the supermodel, Talon thought. Being hogtied and gagged was never fun, but there was no choice. Also, in the van were handguns, Chinese throwing stars, a flame thrower and four tubes of passion fruit lip-gloss. Oh yes, the White Silk Scotch… four bottles. Talon drove and ignored the muffled sounds coming from Natalie. Poor Natalie. Talon Goh tried not to think about the fast approaching fate of the spokesmodel. Natalie was many things in this world… a daughter, a Michigan native, a cheerleader, a trophy wife, a supermodel, a spokesmodel for White Silk Scotch… and bait. Natalie writhed and struggled. The Asian slut had tied her knots tight and the supermodel eventually realized she was not getting loose. Where was the skank taking her? Natalie figured she was going to be delivered to sweaty dock workers to be gang raped over the span of several days. After defeating Talon Goh a couple weeks ago, Natalie knew she would never get over the defeat. Or maybe the Asian was driving her inland to be gang raped by angry aborigines. However obscene these possibilities seemed, Natalie had to admit that there was some appeal in them. Not that she wanted to be gang raped, but she did have a lot of sexual fantasies about… well, being gang raped. Talon Goh maintained a hefty speed up the coast and arrived after a 10-hour drive. The Australian army had blocked every road into Brisbane, as well as every port of entry. Talon Goh pulled up to the sentry and was allowed immediate access as soon as the sentry recognized the mercenary.

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The plan? Simple. Fry the creature! No one… or nothing raped and used Talon Goh and lived. Whatever this thing was, it won round one, but would not survive the second round. She knew where to find it and what it was attracted to. Goh now had the advantage. The violation she incurred from the tentacled thing caused her many nightmares. Or at least, they used to be nightmares. As Talon Goh replayed the encounter in her head, she had to admit that her memories of the attack were now serving to sexually arouse her. She wondered what was happening to her. During her vicious sex with Frank Russell a day or two ago, Talon Goh looked at Frank and fantasized him being a tentacled monster, filling all her orifices with probing… STOP! Talon forbid herself to maintain this line of thinking. The monster was going down.

The Perils of Miss Ha Dr. Maila Viitala was getting her groove back. The sight of the three stewardess corpses on the walkway outside Building 8 was such a beautiful thing for her. No more Mr. Nice Guy she thought. Feeding Inga, Lena, and Britt to the Spitzbergen wildlife was also a nice move. Miss Song and Miss Kim were proving to be loyal servants… too bad she would have to kill them someday. The Asian skanks presented competition for her and this would not be tolerated. The Finnish lunatic was aroused by her new self-created moniker, “The Slayer of the Beautiful.” Slightly contrived, but still a bit erotic. She made a mental note to have that added on her business cards. Back to business! Miss Ha was a star. Still not receiving the hits that “The Perils of Talon Goh” received, still she was a hit. After five episodes of “The Perils of Miss Ha” internet traffic for The Facility’s porn sites was not increasing the way it used to. Maila and her two Korean hench-women came up with a plan. Up until now, each episode starring Goh and Ha showcased an unconscious submissive. Goh was a natural born killer, keeping her knocked out was necessary. The Ghosts of Brisbane

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Dr. Maila ran out the room and the face of Seoul Airways ran after her. The Finnish nymphomaniac, unable to understand the Korean language, had no idea the fiend chasing her was screaming, “I love you, grandfather!”

Sex With the White Silk Scotch Spokesmodel Talon Goh’s plan was well underway. As she pulled the TOYOTA minivan to within 10 meters of the manhole she recently crawled out of. She had yet to don her sleek black tactical suit, as she still wore the red leather mini-skirt, fishnets, black go-go boots, and black leather jacket… thanks to Inga. Talon slid out of the van and slowly walked over to the passenger side panel and opened the side door. Glaring at her was hogtied and gagged Natalie. Even gagged, Natalie’s sneer conveyed hate and a willingness to murder. What the Asian mercenary had to do next was so distasteful to her that she just hurried up and went on with it. The quiet streets in Brisbane were misleading. Sure, most of the citizens were dead in their homes, or in retail stores, or in churches… or wherever the soon to be dead congregate. Those who survived were now wandering homicidal lunatics. These unfortunate survivors formed packs and roamed. If they were to come across the two beauties outside the TOYOTA, they would rip them apart. Talon Goh ripped the duct tape off Natalie’s face. Natalie immediately spit out the panties. The Asian then put a GLOCK 23 up to Natalie’s forehead and in a very rehearsed tone explained, “Shut up! You talk and I’ll end it right here for you. You will do whatever I say and I promise you will live and continue being the White Silk Scotch spokesmodel.” This was of course a lie; Natalie would die horribly very soon. “The key to your survival,” Talon Goh swallowed hard… what would come out of her mouth next was disgusting and against her sensibilities… “is for you to satisfy me sexually.”

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“If you make me moan so that it echoes through these deserted streets, you live, if not… I’ll shoot your legs and let the lunatics of Brisbane rape and tear you apart.” There she said it! Sex with Natalie wasn’t on Goh’s top ten list of things to do during the apocalypse, but it was necessary to be sexually aroused so that she could spread all her love juices on the former Bluta Yastrzemski. Natalie was used to arousing people she met, male or female. The spokesmodel and former cheerleader often looked at herself in the mirror and had to concede no one on the planet was sexier. She told herself that this Asian whore was a disgusting piece of excrement. To think, all the way to Brisbane so she could be raped by this pervert. Couldn’t this be done at the HYATT, or maybe on the front steps of Canberra’s City Hall after closing? Natalie did have to admit that Goh did have a certain allure and arousing her sexually was something she would be interested in pursuing. With the barrel of the GLOCK pushed to her forehead, the hogtied beauty nodded. Talon Goh detested Natalie. The spokesmodel had beaten her during their first meeting. Maybe that defeat had screwed with her mind enough so that tentacled creature could get the drop on her in the sewer. Talon Goh wasn’t worried about cutting the ropes that bound Natalie. Natalie had been tied up so long her strength and coordination would be severely limited. Talon Goh holstered her handgun, took off the belt holding the holster, stripped off her leather jacket and miniskirt, then unlaced and removed her go-go boots, and finally slid off her fishnets and panties. Sweaty and nude, the Asian vixen grabbed a jagged hunting knife, much like the one she stuck into the tentacled menace, and cut the ropes around Natalie’s hands and feet. With two plops, the formerly bound hands hit the floor of the van. Goh grabbed the spokesmodel by the hair and dragged her out of the van and across the pavement. Natalie rested on all fours near the manhole Talon would eventually insert her into. “Come and get me, bitch!”

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Talon Goh was ready and the sight of Natalie nude, and also sweaty, on all fours was exciting her. With limited control of her sore arms and legs, Natalie struggled to crawl the two meters over to the Asian who wanted to rape her. Natalie could seduce and bring anyone on the planet to ecstasy and would use her mouth and tongue on this whore, she thought. As Natalie’s face moved into Talon’s groin, the Asian stopped it by yanking her hair. “Wait, you slut!” Talon Goh then picked up a tube of passion fruit lip gloss and generously spread some all over Natalie’s lips, chin, eyebrows, and cheeks.” The White Silk Scotch spokesmodel had seen kinky before so the lip-gloss fetish didn’t phase her. Now reeking of passion fruit, Goh released Natalie’s hair. Natalie continued into Talon Goh’s groin and the moans didn’t take long. Natalie knew that no one performed oral sex better than her. She had taught Perth’s entire cheerleading team her style of oral sex, and the team became legendary. Talon Goh was surprised at the ease in which Natalie had drawn her love juices. Now her upper thighs were all wet and Talon moaned so loudly the echoes in the deserted streets were intense. With a soaked groin, Talon Goh had to work fast, she kicked the spokesmodel to the side and jumped on top of her. Natalie still wore the white party gown and Talon rubbed her groin and thighs all over the gown. With the smell of passion fruit and Talon Goh’s love juices, the bait had been prepared just right. With Talon’s juices dripping from her chin, Natalie weakly asked, “So I get to live?” “I lied,” was the Asian’s stern response. Talon Goh put two VIRGINIA SLIMS in her mouth and found a book of matches from the HYATT in the back of the van. The nude Goh walked back over to the out of breath spokesmodel and put one of the cigarettes in her mouth. Natalie now looked horrified, and Talon Goh thought that was appropriate for what the skank spokesmodel was about to endure.

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Too weak to crawl anymore, Natalie remained on the pavement a few feet from the manhole. She watched Goh return to the back of the TOYOTA and put on a skin tight black tactical suit. The black gogo boots she had taken off just before humiliating her were put back on. The mercenary strapped on some daggers to her thighs and a couple of holsters with GLOCK handguns were belted to her waist. Natalie had to admit the Asian in front of her was so very sexy.

Ingrid Ekland The former Swedish stewardess never planned on being a pawn in the play for world domination. Not long-ago Ingrid Ekland was plying her trade at 35,000 feet. Like most single stewardesses, she needed to pay rent. Living in a luxury apartment in Stockholm mandated that she have four roommates. The five stewardesses that shared the flat were hardly there at the same time. Because Ingrid liked to have rough and loud sex frequently, her four roomies moved out. Finding new roommates would be difficult so Ingrid needed new sources of income. The quasi-nymphomaniac asked around but every Swedish stewardess knew her amorous reputation. So, what if she liked her sex rough and loud… didn’t everyone? “The damned prudes!” Ingrid would often exclaim. The solution to her money problems landed in her lap. Ingrid’s desire for rough sex was also known through the airline pilot community. So, every flight, for 65 Euros, Ingrid would have sex with any pilot in either the cockpit or the “general purpose facility.” Sometimes she would pocket an extra 195 Euros per flight. The pilots were smart. So not to draw attention, they gagged Ingrid with her own scarf. Ingrid had a good gig going and could now afford the rent for her luxury flat without roommates.

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When the Asian popped out of the sewer, Burt Lance thought rape-time. Carrying a large piece of wood, Lance swung hard and connected with Talon Goh’s head. The mercenary never saw it coming. As Goh hit the ground, Lance’s gang of 15 Brisbane insaniacs erupted in robust cheering. “We have a prisoner!” Lance shouted, to more robust cheering. The quasi king of this small band of Brisbane insaniacs surveyed the unconscious Asian mercenary. The form fitting tactical suit highlighted her wonderful feminine curves. Lance removed Talon Goh’s weapons, knives and pistols… they belonged to him now. For that matter, the Asian beauty also belonged to him. With his new jagged hunting knife, Lance went to work on Talon Goh’s tactical suit while she was still out cold. The sharp blade cut the shiny suit to shreds leaving Goh on the pavement clad only in black silk undergarments. Burt Lance was a clerk in the water and sewer department for the City of Brisbane before the apocalypse hit. The end-times suited him very well, as now he headed the most feared gang in the urban wasteland. Before the disaster, Lance was a social dolt… no woman would ever look at him. Now, he could have any woman he desired in the city. Granted, all the attractive women were either dead or had fled, leaving only homely or deformed females. Now, a babe practically fell in his lap. In front of his insane subjects, the former clerk stripped off his pants and mounted Talon Goh. His dirty hands fondled her breasts and fingered her crotch. The Asian beauty opened her eyes when Lance’s fingers entered her vagina. “Not today, you mutant!” she said softly. As Lance was guiding his tallywhacker into Goh’s vagina, the mercenary caught it with her left hand. With one quick twist she snapped it off and tossed it down the manhole she had just come out of. Lance shrieked and seven other insaniacs took this as the signal to attack. However capable Talon Goh was, she was too outnumbered to put up much of a fight. The underwear clad Asian was pummeled, kicked, slapped, and strung up from a lamp post.

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Talon Goh was dripping blood and sweat and now was totally nude. Some toothless mutant had ripped off her bra and panties and was knelt down sniffing it like a junkie sniffs in cocaine. Goh’s arms were tied, and she hung five feet off the ground. Lance was losing a lot of blood and would bleed out soon. His semi-loyal subjects had already forgotten him as a leader and figured they would cook him up as soon as he died. The Asian’s sweaty hands were slipping out of the ropes that suspended her from the lamp post. As the insaniacs gathered rods and sticks they went at Talon Goh like she was a pinata. A few tried penetrating her vagina with their implements. With no leaders, the mercenary was at the mercy of all of them. With a thud Talon Goh hit the pavement, her hands finally slipped out of the ties that bound her. Once on the pavement, a half dozen erect mutant insaniacs pounced on her. One was headed into her crotch, one was aiming for her anus, one was aiming for her oral cavity, and three fondled either her thighs or breasts. Struggling wasn’t working… there were too many of them. Some thin, malnourished dweeb guided his tallywhacker into Talon’s mouth and for the first time since the fall of Brisbane, he ejaculated his man-juices. As the juices flowed, the dweeb (who smelled like vomit) shoved his organ deeper and deeper into Goh’s throat. With her windpipe blocked, the Asian beauty blacked out.

Mayor Cyrus Vance The whole press conference idea was nuisance to KEVIN. The City of Brisbane was in ruins and its frightened citizens (most of which were dead or living in shelters outside Canberra) needed to hear from their beloved mayor. Cyrus Vance became mayor of Australia’s easternmost hub several years ago.

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He was as stupid as three-day old roadkill, but The Facility needed him to win the election. With the help of KEVIN and The Facility, the idiot won a hotly contested election. The Facility had spread propaganda throughout the complicit news media that Vance’s opponent was racist and sought to murder all minorities. Vance then came out as having Aborigine blood in his heritage. Cyrus Vance, of course, had no Aborigine heritage but anyone who accused him of lying about this was accused of being a racist… thus the people of Brisbane just went with this. When the apocalypse began, Mayor Vance was whisked away to The Facility. Now it was time for the dolt to assure his voters that all was fine and that global warming and racism were responsible for the tens of thousands of deaths in their city. KEVIN and Dr. Maila Viitala prepared his remarks. After delivering the remarks, any one criticizing him would be labeled either a “racist” or a “climate change denier” by the media. It was important that no one in Brisbane, or Australia, or in the world community, ever pursued the truth of what really destroyed Brisbane. No reporters were allowed at The Facility, so KEVIN masqueraded several of his employees as reporters and stocked them with fawning and self-serving questions. Cyrus Vance was fitted with an $800 suit, a blue neck-tie, and scholarly glasses. His remarks would go on for two and a half minutes and then he would answer a few questions. His remarks and answers would drive home two points: First, “We must always fight racism wherever it appears,” and second, “protecting Mother Earth and all of her natural resources was the most important strategy they could undertake to restore Brisbane to its former self.” Mayor Vance was a stupid man with a miniscule IQ, so KEVIN worked with him for hours to help him memorize those two points. The faux press conference would be live and The Facility would send the signal to every television station in Australia.

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No one in Australia would admit it, but large bulks of the population cheered with joy. Something about watching a mentally-challenged mayor being torn apart by machine-gun rounds just brightened up everyone’s day. As the drywall powder and smoke cleared, Dr. Maila Viitala looked for an Asian corpse… none to be found… only a pot-bellied Aussie pol leaking blood and brain matter littered the floor behind the podium. Still live, throughout Australia, massive amounts of the population saw the final words of the “Special Report,” uttered by some beauty clad in satin and leather, “I’m gonna kill you my little gook-bitch!” Every crowd in every tavern in Perth, Melbourne, Port Darwin, and even Canberra erupted in raucous applause. After a brief hiatus, Australians were ecstatic to see “The Perils of Miss Ha” back in primetime.

The Brisbane Belles 32 of the most gorgeous women in Australia! The Brisbane Belles! Their posters even rivaled the poster of that deviant Perth cheerleading squad. The 32 beauties, all carefully chosen, made Australia’s international trade shows major international events. The girls worked the shows, manning booths, greeting attendees, escorting VIPs, and a few times a day put on a song and dance show. Clad in navy blue tight satin blouses, tight red leather skirts, and shiny (either red or navy blue) three-inch heels, the girls had no trouble turning heads. All of them had names beginning with the letter B… Bonnie, Bambie, Beth, Bridgett, Bela, Bri, Barb, Becky, etc. The 32 women exploded with wholesomeness. Their bios revealed they were very educated, socially conscious, church-goers, and all an epitome of virtue. Despite numerous offers, none of the women ever posed for adult magazines or took roles in adult films. The Japanese loved them. If the Brisbane Belles were working a trade show, Japanese attendance rose 250 %. The Ghosts of Brisbane

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Japanese firms (and also Korean companies) paid to hire the girls for their evening parties at the ritziest Brisbane hotels. The girls would mingle and make every middle-aged Asian businessman feel like Hercules. The Brisbane Belles would not undress or perform sexual acts for these Asian pseudoperverts.

Legend and reputation in the 21st century has become a marketing challenge. The Brisbane Belles were all created images. The blondes with the wholesome look actually had a gritty reality about them. Unlike what their bios suggested, they were not teachers, nurses, or businesswomen. The 32 beauties were ex-prostitutes, ex-exotic dancers, or petty criminals. They were hired on looks and sexual prowess alone. The gals were then sent to a finishing, or a charm school, where they learned to look classy and wholesome. The school was near Seoul and taught voice, dance, deviant sex, and cooking. After 26 weeks of heavy training, the graduates were fitted with the iconic costumes and sent back to Brisbane. The pay wasn’t good… at least for working trade shows. However, if they helped host parties for Japanese or Korean businessmen, they could earn an additional $10,000 per night. Then, for the super-rich Asian “gentlemen,” the Brisbane Belles would show up at the party with a small black bag. Inside the bag was their BDSM leather costume. The Brisbane Belle would politely go to the restroom and emerge as a demented dominatrix. This service would net the wholesome blonde $50,000 for the evening… the Asian blokes could afford it. As the Brisbane apocalypse began, and a day before evacuation, the Brisbane Belles were working the Down Under Computer Expo. The show was going to be cut a day short because of the rumored evacuation. At 5pm the gals left the exhibition hall and headed to their dressing room. The 32 beauties were giggling and the large dressing room reeked with hairspray, perfume, and estrogen.

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Then the lights flickered. The gals all became very nervous as the flickering reminded them of the horror that had begun to overtake Brisbane. Then he arrived‌ or it arrived. Dr. Tuukka Rask. The metamorphosis from scientist to monster had changed the needs of the former Finnish geneticist. Now with seven sexual organs, all capable to be used at once, the creature needed a lot of women. To think the lunatic podiatrist had once satisfied him! The 32 Brisbane Belles would do‌ for now. Springing from the sewer below, through the floor, the tentacled creature exploded into the dressing room. With his tentacles he grabbed Bri, Becky, Barb, Bridgett, Blythe, Bambi, and Bela. The tentacles ripped off their costumes and undergarments in no time at all and his potent sexual appendages went to work on their groins. The eightsome was glorious, at least for the creature. All the other Belles were too horrified to make their way to the exit door. After about 45 seconds, the tentacles threw the raped babes across the room, and then grabbed Billie, Bobbie, Beth, Brianna, B.J., Bunny, and Bea. These seven Brisbane Belles got the same treatment. It only took six minutes for Rask to go through every Brisbane Belle. The naked beauties all were strewn about the dressing room crying and soaked in monster-love juices. Ten minutes more passed and Rask had hauled each beauty back into the sewer he emerged from. The Finnish geneticist, turned monster, was now ready for the next stage of his experiment. The 32 beauties were all strapped into the secret sewer laboratory, encased in a weird slimy gelatin like substance, fitted with breathing and feeding tubes, and allowed to let nature do what nature does best. The potent Rask now eagerly awaited. The wait would ultimately be approximately nine months. The Brisbane Belles now became the monster’s harem as the apocalypse took hold.

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Polar Bear Tragedy About the same time the nymphomaniac podiatrist was ending the political career of Mayor Cyrus Vance, a family of six polar bears frolicked in the snow 500 meters from The Facility’s north perimeter. Mother Bear, Father Bear and the four cubs couldn’t have been happier. Stewardesses made delicious dining and of late, the bears had feasted on high-flying beauties. Picking apart the formerly nubile young women brought the bears really close as a family. The smallest cub was currently enjoying Miss Kim’s nylon pantyhose. Just like the three pairs of pantyhose from the Swedish delicacies, smallest cub loved how these undergarments stretched and smelled. The second smallest cub started a collection of silk panties. Though the white panties of the Swedish stewardesses were now blood soaked, the garments were soft and smelled really nice. The two older cubs looked at their smaller brothers with amusement. Mom and Dad bear had two thoughts: first, clean up their makeshift lair… Dad moved the family closer to The Facility as humans began throwing stewardesses over the fence. Dad had picked them apart, first clawing off their clothes and undies, then ripping thigh meat, breast meat, pulling out internal organs, and crushing skulls for brain meat. The cubs would grow very fast dining like this. After every great meal, someone had to clean up. The bears would have no use for the bones and Dad bear was eager to get rid of them. If he didn’t, the four cubs would begin fighting over them. This behavior would not be tolerated and Dad bear didn’t want to have to show his temper… Thought number two: more stewardesses!… Mom and Dad would make frequent patrols toward the north perimeter and be able to pounce when the next stewardess was tossed over. Too bad there was no way to communicate with humans as the bears would have preferred live humans to pick apart. Oh well… no need to look a gift horse in the mouth.

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THE XTREM COLLECTION As Littlest Cub rolled and played in stewardess nylons, Dad Bear began getting up to start his work for the day. Dad Bear had an idea. Littlest Bear was so cute and happy with his new nylon toys, Dad Bear would plot to get him another pair. While spying on The Facility and watching stewardess carcasses dumped over the fence, Dad Bear spotted a female human dressed in shiny clothes and bright colored footwear. She seemed to be in charge and even from hundreds of meters away Dad Bear could smell odors emanating from her groin. The odors were mixed with those nylon odors and Dad Bear was sure Littlest Cub would enjoy those nylons too. Dad Bear avoided eye contact with Mother Bear as he thought about the Finnish skank. He wasn’t typically into inter-species rape… but something about the leatherskirt clad beauty spoke to his hormones. Dad Bear decided he would go alone to stalk Dr. Maila Viitala, and when the time came, he would slide off her nylons and do whatever his groin suggested. Fate would not smile on Dr. Maila Viitala… for the most part. However, as Dad Bear plotted a scheme to abduct and violate the Finnish nymphomaniac, the unthinkable happened. Through the snow exploded a dozen tentacles. Littlest Cub was torn to pieces immediately and his blood spurted over his brothers and mother. As Mother Bear howled, her other three sons were pulled into the snow where a creature ate them like a human would eat potato chips. Four tentacles went to work on Mother Bear and three more on Dad Bear. The once happy polar bear family now looked like blobs of strawberry ice cream decorating the Arctic wasteland. Dr. Maila Viitala would never know the bullet she dodged with the demise of the Arctic beasts.

Bri, The Brisbane Belle Shortly after the apocalypse took hold in Australia’s easternmost city, it was fair to say The Brisbane Belles ceased to exist. The blonde beauties had another mission on planet Earth now.

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Instead of playing to the sexual urges of businessmen… they were the breeding slaves of an ungodly creature. That is… 31 of the 32 of them. When the former Dr. Tuukka Rask examined his brides, one didn’t meet up to his standards… Bri (actually her real name was Gladys Goldfarb) was barren. She could not bare offspring. As a man and a student of the Jim Mitchell Leadership and Communications School, Dr. Tuukka Rask sometimes displayed patience, understanding, and empathy… when he was human. Human no more, Rask was cold and decisive… Bri was out. With one tentacle, he grabbed the former Gladys Goldfarb from her gurney and whisked her to the nearest manhole. With a force manifested in frustration, he tossed the beauty out into the night air of Brisbane. Scared out of her wits, the naked and slimy Bri crawled over to a green dumpster. The dumpster had ironic markings on it extolling “Brisbane Recycles, Brisbane Cares.” Bri crawled into the dumpster, curled into a fetal position and cried hysterically. For the first time in her 22 years on Planet Earth, Gladys Goldfarb prayed to God, “Please God… help me… send an angel to save me, I don’t want to die.” With that, the lid of the dumpster swung open and the world’s top-rated porn-star, totally nude, jumped in. Bri could not believe how God answered her prayers… was the star of “The Perils of Talon Goh” really an angel from Heaven? The last remaining Brisbane Belle had to admit that, yes, God did work in mysterious ways. What to say to an angel… Bri spit it out, “I am a big fan… I have so many fantasies about choking you out and raping the snot out of you…” Talon’s left foot connected with Bri’s right temple sending the Brisbane Belle to la-la land.

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As she finally lost consciousness, the Asian beauty thought that death was well deserved. Once again, a humiliating defeat, this time at the hands of half-wit mutants. They had beat her up, strung her up, played with her like a pinata, and then gang-raped her. Her last thought after passing out was she would rip apart every one of her violators… if she lived. She would separate all their limbs from their torsos and rip out their internal organs. Furthermore, she would break open their skulls like a nutcracker opens walnuts and pull out their brains. She did wake. Her sweaty body was covered with lunatic mutant semen. As her eyes opened, she coughed twice sending wads of that semen into the air. In an unneeded humiliation, those wads sent flying came back down and landed on her nose. She did not know how long she was out but much of the semen spread all over her body had begun to dry and cake. Totally nude and unarmed, the humiliated and spent vixen kicked into survival mode. “Get up,” she told herself. Her hesitancy was based on the unknown. Were the mutants still there, and if they were, would they rape her again? Talon Goh, her body pulsating in soreness, lifted her head off the pavement. Some of her hair had been glued to the street by the dried semen… this caused her a whimper as a few strands were pulled off. She did a quick survey of her surroundings. All the mutants had their limbs separated from their torsos, their internal organs had been ripped out, and their skulls were broken open and brains were pulled out. Okay, there was goodness in the world, Talon thought, but what was going on? The naked babe needed some clothes and guns. Burt Lance had taken her weapons and destroyed her garments. She looked around at the mutant carnage… no guns in sight. She found Burt Lance… he had bled out as his penis was ripped off. With pride Talon softly said, “Ha! I did that one!”

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The Groping of Miss Ha The beautiful stewardess walked into the entry doors. 45 seconds after the doors closed behind her, an Australian military cargo plane landed on The Facility’s airstrip. Miss Ha did not know this as she replaced her snow boots with her three-inch heels, and shed her parka. The smartly clad stewardess slung a M4 rifle over her shoulder and began walking down the long corridor. She was confident she would meet the Finnish lunatic soon… and she was right. 30 seconds into her strut down the long hallway, Maila spotted her current nemesis. The Asian stewardess cradled her machine gun and pointed it at the Finnish beauty. Maila wasn’t scared… by the look on Miss Ha’s face, the lunatic knew that seducing her would be easy. The face of Seoul Airways was prepared for combat… not seduction. As Miss Ha readied her M4, she was unprepared for the attack which was aimed at her. She made eye-contact with her arch-enemy and her fingers went numb. As the M4 fell out of her arms and hit the floor, she didn’t hear the thud. Instead the Korean felt her groin getting moist and the tingling in her breasts. Her breathing became deep and a slight sweat began on her brow. The Fin strutted closer. Miss Ha’s thoughts were now out of her control. Instead of murder, the stewardess wanted the beauty approaching her to rip off her clothes and lick her entire body. Miss Ha wanted to be tied up by the enchantress heading in her direction, slapped, and humiliated. Miss Ha wanted to be the love slave of this vixen. Dr. Maila Viitala licked her lips and saw that seducing Miss Ha would be easy. The Asian stewardess was already massaging her groin through her stewardess uniform. The Finnish seductress stepped to within six inches of her prey. Miss Ha was now moaning and the wetness came through her skirt. With her left hand, Maila caressed the face of her now helpless nemesis. Her right hand caressed her thigh and made its way up to Miss Ha’s breasts.

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THE XTREM COLLECTION With her tongue, Maila softly licked Miss Ha’s right ear and drew it down to her lips. Miss Ha was now groaning out of control. “Amateur,” Maila thought. The Asian beast was actually quite tasty. As Maila’s tongue began rubbing harder on Miss Ha’s face, her hands did the same to her waist and breasts. “Rip off my clothes NOW!!!!” Miss Ha pleaded. “Take me… slap me… anything you want… do it now!!!” Miss Ha was reduced to a driveling love slave. Maila was smiling. “Don’t worry my Asian bitch… I am ready to dominate you.” Maila responded softly. Maila had no intention of prolonging this seduction. Though Miss Ha had tremendous sex-appeal, Maila needed her internal organs. Maila pulled her hand from Miss Ha’s thigh and reached under her tight leather skirt and slid the scalpel out from the strap. Slowly, Maila lifted the scalpel past the Korean’s thigh, waist, breasts and rested it on her neck. Maila needed to exert just the right force to paralyze the stewardess and not kill her. “There,” she thought, “Right there.” Maila allowed her tongue to do one last round of Miss Ha’s lips, then… WHAMMMMMMM!!!!!!

Lights… Camera… Action! Ever since Talon Goh suggested to Bri that she might appear in a porn movie, the Brisbane Belle had been in an extreme state of sexual arousal. During the long airplane flight to the Arctic, Bri had practiced on tied-up Australian army men. The troops enjoyed it and Bri honed her skills well. Talon Goh even taught her how to contort and move her body in such a way as to maximize orgasms for both partners. Bri was young, but quickly being molded into a deadly sexed-up porn-star. The Brisbane Belle moved up Maila’s torso. Dr. Maila Viitala was coming to. She never saw Talon Goh sneak up behind her with a fire-extinguisher. The mercenary had saved Miss Ha from a fate worse than death. As Maila hit the floor, a weakened Miss Ha also hit the floor. The Ghosts of Brisbane

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THE XTREM COLLECTION As Maila was still, the aroused stewardess satisfied herself. “Who the fuck are you!?!” Maila’s question was sincere. “I’m a Brisbane Belle… hold still and open wide, I need to pee in your mouth.” Bri’s answer was equally sincere. Maila’s head was in extreme pain, but that wasn’t her primary concern. The slut in the camouflaged toga was. Maila was about to ask another question when Bri began spitting in her eyes and mouth. “Get off me whore!” Bri was in glory, she looked to her left to make sure Talon Goh was still filming. Maila was on an island in the middle of Rask’s lab and her limbs were all tied to different corners. Unable to move, Maila was getting extremely angry. “Okay… cut!” Talon Goh was filming everything on Maila’s IPHONE. Each scene went 45 seconds and, after they ended, Goh sent the video to everyone in the Fin’s contact list. Maila looked to her side and saw Talon Goh. Miss Ha was re-assembled. She was embarrassed when Talon Goh helped her off the corridor floor. She had failed her grandfather. The mercenary caressed her and made her feel good again. “Come on my friend, we have work to do.” These words were music to Miss Ha’s ears. She and Talon Goh… together… dissecting the nymphomaniac Fin. Miss Ha’s stupor was broken, not when she looked into Talon Goh’s eyes, but when some weird blonde shrieked, “Hi I’m a Brisbane Belle, can I urinate in your mouth?” Taking her eyes off Talon Goh she glanced at the Brisbane Belle. “Not her!… Her!” Talon Goh motioned toward the Finnish lunatic. “Oh okay,” Bri was fine with this. Miss Ha gave Talon Goh a confused look and Talon Goh reassured her, “Oh… yeah… she’s a Brisbane Belle… she’s on our side.” Now the four beauties were in Building 9. The Ghosts of Brisbane

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Both Talon Goh and Bri had commandeered the loyalties of the military personnel during the long flight from Australia. As the three beauties returned to their hijacked cargo plane, the Aussies all wondered the same thing: was the Asian stewardess brought on to fulfill their sexual needs? Miss Ha, serving as the only mystery to the Aussies kept silent as Bri broke the ice, “Hiya guys!!!” Bri was obviously anxious to practice some more heterosexual sex and the Aussies were eager to oblige. Talon Goh didn’t roll her eyes this time. Bri had proven her mettle in assisting in the annihilation of the Finnish podiatrist. Bri looked at Talon and sensed she had won her respect. The Asian mercenary gave Bri a slight smile and softly said to her, “have at it… but go easy on them.” As Bri ripped her toga off and attacked a husky airman, Goh barked out a brief command, “We take-off now, or die a horrible death.” The female pilot was a bit hesitant. The tall thin blonde was not as impressionable as her male comrades. “I give the orders here.” Commander Ellie Douglas was a beauty and sensed her crew was losing their loyalty to her. Until the Asian and the Brisbane Belle had hijacked her plane, the crew spent hours a day fantasizing about passionate sex with her. Now Ellie was being ignored and she didn’t like it. Sensing this, Talon Goh walked over to her and gently put her hands on the pilot’s hips. Ellie was surprised how aroused she was. The Australian pilot had no time to react as the Asian mercenary began licking her lips before inserting her tongue into her mouth. Talon’s French kiss of Ellie lasted a full 60 seconds (60 seconds they did not have Talon thought), all the while caressing her hips and torso. Ellie tried to talk firmly, but in a crackly voice asked, “where to?” Talon smiled and kept peering into Ellie’s eyes with a look of conquering seduction. “Seoul!” barked Miss Ha.

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Viveca Two weeks after the attack on The Facility, Viveca was working on a Stockholm to Munich flight. Her beauty and sex appeal… plus her willingness to perform oral sex on the middle-aged woman interviewing her, landed her another stewardess job. Viveca could seduce anyone and anything. When removing her thick glasses the plump human resource assistant for Scandinavian World Airways (SWA) gave Viveca a judgmental look and asked: “why should we hire you. As far as I can see from your work history and references, you are a mere high-flying hooker? You may be able to get your way with men, but all I see sitting in front of me is a dirty slut.” Viveca expected this and was prepared. Clad in a tight red miniskirt, a shiny royal blue blouse, and some six-inch heels, Viveca gave the prude a seductive smile. The prude sneered at Viveca. Viveca was anxious to become a stewardess again as the deviant sex opportunities were so numerous in that position. “Oh… you’ll hire me.” With that retort, Viveca licked her lips and slowly rose from her seat. The SWA human resources prude wasn’t prepared for what Viveca did next. In an instant the blonde sex-pot was all over the prude. Her hands massaged the prude’s groin and then breasts. The blonde’s tongue then got busy and for the first time in a couple of decades the prude was brought to a healthy and lasting orgasm. Viveca was hired. Now a First-Class stewardess on SWA’s Stockholm to Munich leg, Viveca had a lot of deviant sex with German and Swedish businessmen and businesswomen. Usually Viveca would find them on her flights and then meet them in airport hotel rooms and spend hours with them. The Ghosts of Brisbane

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These trysts netted the sex-pot anywhere from 200 to 500 Euros each. Occasionally nature wasn’t patient and the sex act would occur in the bathroom at 35,000 feet. Viveca’s standard practice was to key in on a First-Class passenger just prior to take-off. After that, she would lay her seduction routine on the lucky passenger and he or she could not resist. On today’s flight Viveca selected Martin Brunner. Brunner was a hunk and obviously very rich. Viveca took every opportunity to bring him drinks, even if it was just a glass of water. She even handed Brunner a cocktail napkin with her cell phone number on it. Brunner bit. He couldn’t take his eyes off of the Swedish sex-pot. Brunner even handed Viveca a note with his cell phone and the name of the Munich airport hotel he would be staying at. Unlike the prudish human resources puke at SWA she seduced, Viveca actually thirsted for sex with Brunner. As her groin and breasts exploded in ecstasy, Viveca wondered if she could get Brunner in the bathroom right now. Viveca believed she caught a break. Brunner was not in his seat and the First-Class latrine was occupied. Now was her chance. Viveca approached the door to the latrine and saw the red indicator light read “OCCUPIED.” The sex-pot couldn’t wait and knocked lightly on the door. In a seductive whisper, she asked: “Mr. Brunner, are you all right, can I do anything for you?” As Viveca put her ear against the latrine door, she noticed Brunner returned to his seat. The Swedish hunk must have used another latrine… but who was in the First-Class latrine? As Viveca wondered who was on the other side of the door she heard a weird sloshing emanate from the latrine. Viveca would never fully realize what would happen to her in the next few seconds. Still staring at Brunner, Viveca didn’t notice the latrine door open and several tentacles shoot at her. In less than two seconds the tentacles dragged Viveca into the latrine and ripped off her uniform and undergarments.

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Irina Federov The news from Seoul was sketchy. The barmaid had all the information she needed. It was 11:00 am and usually this meant Irina Federov would be finishing her shower and putting on her get-up for her duties at Norilsk’s Frisky Bear. Barmaids at the Frisky Bear were the hottest women north of the Arctic Circle. Fishnets, push-ups, hooker boots, and a lot of cleavage were their trademarks. Instead of slipping on her fishnets, Irina pulled a black bag out of her closet. The small black bag was decades old and belonged to her father. Ivan Federov was a medical doctor and carried this bag around… not on house calls… but when summoned by the KGB. Dr. Ivan Federov was a master of torture and the KGB utilized him when enemies of the state were sent to the asylum in Norilsk. When the torture doctor died of a sudden heart attack last year, the black bag fell into his beloved daughter’s hands. Irina had never opened the bag… until now. Irina, the most sultry women in Norilsk was a woman on a mission. True… her mission had changed over the past few days. Irina was in love… was! The handsome and true Vyacheslav would be her husband. Then everything changed. Vyacheslav was now in a padded cell in the Norilsk asylum, clad in a straight jacket. The drooling idiot cried and whimpered constantly and frequently yelled “Talon Goh!” Irina visited him once, when he was first brought in, and her former fiancé didn’t recognize her. Irina opened the bag and examined the contents. Four surgical scalpels, three pairs of pliers of various sizes, a hacksaw, a small container of lighter fluid and a book of matches… The FRISKY BEAR barmaid added a pair of her tweezers, two syringes, and a sheet of sandpaper. The Ghosts of Brisbane

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Ready! What ever happened to Vyacheslav was named Talon Goh and Irina readied for a journey in which she would meet this hussy of a woman. The KGB, out of deference to the late Dr. Federov, provided Irina intelligence of what had happened in Seoul. Apparently, the Australians had sent a military aircraft there and the Australian army invaded the Lotte World Tower. The elite unit invaded the 120th floor and massacred the entire executive management of Seoul Airways. 77 perished including secretaries and college interns. The male executives were executed by being shoved out of a shot out window. The female executives were all raped and then also pushed out the 120th floor windows. The 120-floor fall made clean-up and identification very difficult. The Seoul Airways CEO was missing and presumed dead. The invasion wasn’t without its cost for Australia. Commander Ellie Douglas was shot by Seoul Airways security from behind and taken prisoner. The commandos under Douglas’ command all got away. Security and law enforcement forces in Seoul reacted quickly and were able to capture an Asian mercenary clad in a camouflaged bikini… Talon Goh. Ms. Goh wasn’t talking and was being kept in solitary confinement in a jail outside of Seoul. What wasn’t in the media was an offer of assistance from Russia. Russia offered to send someone to work on Talon Goh. Seoul was grateful. No South Korean could participate in torture… that would be illegal and unconstitutional. After all, the accused had rights. In the spirit of international cooperation and with an aim to repair broken diplomatic relations, Seoul accepted Russia’s offer. When Dr. Federov dropped dead, Russian intelligence officials, especially the old ones that used to ply their trade with the KGB, let Irina know that if she ever needed anything… just ask. Irina asked and she was given a ticket to Seoul, South Korea.

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