The Boss the Beginning

Alisa's car comes to a screeching stop, outside the mission house. She turns off the engine and steps out. Alisa squints her eyes, as she looks at Johnny as he gets out. "This is the place?" Alisa said, as she wipes a few beads of sweat from her forehead. Johnny tugs on the front of his purple silk shirt, to help cool his chest. "Yup, this is the place." He said, as he checks the magazine in his black Beretta 92fs pistol. Alisa can't believe how hot it's gotten since they left Johnny's house. If it gets any hotter, she just might stripped down to nothing. But she doesn't want to give Johnny a heart attack. Even though he's never made a move on her, she knows he's still a man. And like most men, he finds it a little distracting when a naked woman is around. She needs him focused on the task at hand, not on her. Alisa walks around to the trunk. "You got any other hardware in there?" Johnny said, as he hides the pistol under his shirt, after tucking it in his belt behind his back. "I don't have a lot, but I do have this." Alisa said, as she opens the truck and pulls out a Remington 870 police issue 12 gauge shotgun, and a box of double ought buckshot shotgun shells. "Haha, you know me too well." Johnny said, as grabs the shotgun. "I plan on stocking this trunk with as many weapons and ammunition as it can hold." Alisa said, as she closes the trunk. Johnny opens the box of shells, and starts loading each shell into the shotgun. Once it's fully loaded, he racks a shell into the chamber. He grabs a handful of shells and puts them in his pants pocket. He puts the box of shells on the back seat. Alisa digs inside her jacket and finds a couple extra magazines, a cigarette and her lighter and hides the magazines and the lighter in her cleavage, and tucks the cigarette behind her ear for later. Thanks to the size of her tits, you would never know there were two 9mm magazines hidden in there. "Now let's go to do this thing." Johnny said. Alisa smiles and checks the magazine in her glock. "Just like old times." Alisa said, with a smile. Alisa quickly moves to side of the door, as Johnny opens it. Alisa quietly moves in, with her pistol in both hands as she aims around the room. She waves to Johnny, who comes in with the shotgun tucked to his shoulder, and looking down the sights. Alisa and Johnny move towards a side door. Johnny is first one to go in this time. Alisa keeps the gun pointed down towards the floor, as she follows behind Johnny. They get to another door and walk side by side down a couple sets of stairs. Down a few more steps, and into one last door. They enter the upper level of a large room, where they can hear music playing and people talking. "This is the lobby of that old hotel I told you about." Johnny whispered. Alisa and Johnny sneak over to a balcony and peek over the railing. They see two Sons of Samedi members sitting at the runner down bar, one sitting on a ugly looking old couch in front of a bonfire, and another walking in from a door. Alisa makes a hand signal to Johnny, that she'll take out the one on the couch and the one coming from the door, and that he'll take out the two at the bar. Johnny nods his head. Alisa counts one, two, three on her fingers, her and Johnny stand up. A blast of sparks erupts from the muzzle of Johnny's shotgun. Buckshot hits the back of one gang member's head, and splatters his head and brains on the bar. Johnny quickly racks the pump, and fires a second shot as the other turns around with a pistol in his hand. A blast of buckshot opens his chest, and throws him back against the bar. Alisa aims down the sights at the samedi member on the couch, and puts a round through her head. A splash of blood and a few chunks of brain matter, explode out the back of the gang member's head, as her body falls back on the couch and twitches a few times, as her muscles spasm. Alisa quickly moves down the stairs, as she fires a second shot at the samedi coming through the door. The 9mm hollowpoint hits the gang member in the chest and causes him to stagger a bit, a third shot hits him in the neck. Blood sprays on the wall, as the bullet rips through his juggelar arteries and windpipe. Alisa and Johnny run down the stairs, just as four gang members run in guns blazing. Johnny dives forward, as bullets wiz by him and hit the wall, he fires his shotgun and kills one, as he dives for the bar, he lands behind the bar and rolls up to his feet, and sends a samedi member flying back and slamming into a wall, with a shotgun blast to the stomach. He takes cover as a samedi turns a sub machine gun towards him. Alisa fires three quick shots, hitting three samedi members, as she swiftly slides behind the couch. Alisa stays low as she moves to the other side of the couch. She quickly lays down on her side from cover, and fires several shots, taking out the gang member with the sub machine gun. Johnny stands up and starts firing his shotgun as quickly as he rack the pump and pull the trigger, as Alisa fires her pistol as fast as she can. Blood spills, sprays, and spurts as three rounds of buckshot and 9mm bullets, rip through the bodies of the gang members, and paint the walls and floor red with their blood. When the last body falls, Alisa quickly ejects the empty magazine and loads another and releases the slide, loading a fresh round into the chamber. Johnny pushes shell after shell into the loading gate under the receiver of the shotgun, as fast as he can and racks the pump. Johnny puts a hand on the bar and hops over it, he picks up the P-90, that the dead gang member was shooting at him with. "Here, a little extra firepower." Johnny said, as he tosses the sub machine gun to her. Alisa catches it, tucks her pistol in the waistband of her pants, and properly grips the SMG. They move to the side door, the gang members came out of. Johnny blasts the first samedi he sees, as Alisa brings the sub machine gun to her shoulder and takes out four samedi with short controlled bursts. A samedi on the rafters above the two Saints, throws a molotov cocktail at them. Johnny catches the bottle of pain and misery before death, and throws it back. The bottle hits the ceiling directly above the rival gang member's head, and explodes and rains fire down on him. The gang member screams in agony as burning incendiary liquid sticks to his body. Johnny can't help but smile as he watches the man bursts into flames, and go crazy as he slowly burns alive. "I love the smell of napalm in the morning!" Johnny said, with a smile on his face. "Napalm!? Is that what that was?" Alisa said, as she fires at a samedi on the rafters on the other side of the room. "Yup. I know that smell anywhere." Johnny said, as hits a samedi in the face with the butt of his shotgun, drop kicks him, then steps on his chest, quickly puts the barrel of the shotgun to enemy's face, and blows his head off with a blast of buckshot point blank. As the burning samedi falls from the rafters, and lands on ground and lays there as flames burn away his flesh. Johnny comes around from behind a pillar, jabs a samedi in the face with the butt of the shotgun, lands a swift high side kick to the samedi's face, then spins around with the shotgun aimed from his hip, and sends the samedi flying back with a shotgun blast to the chest. Alisa fires the last round in the P-90 into the face of a samedi, just as another cones out of nowhere and kicks the weapon out of her hand. Alisa quickly backs up, as the samedi swings a machete for her. The blade barely knicks Alisa on the stomach and leaves a small cut. The samedi quickly brings up her leg to kick Alisa in the head. Alisa blocks it with both hands, then back hands the samedi across the face. The punch knocks the samedi to the ground, the gang member shakes her head and gets up, and as she brings the machete up again. Alisa quickly pulls her switchblade, as she ducks under the machete blade, then comes up with the knife in her hand, and stabs the samedi in the throat. Another samedi armed with a lead pipe, runs up to Alisa and swings at her. Alisa ducks down, comes back up and cuts the samedi across the face, then on the bicep, severing the artery in his arm, causing blood to gush from the wound. Alisa sees a third samedi coming up with a sawed off shotgun. She quickly slices the bleeding samedi's throat, grabs his body, spins him around as she pulls him towards her body, as the other samedi fires the shotgun. As her human shield's chest explodes, Alisa pulls her pistol and shoots the shotgun armed samedi in the head. Alisa tosses the human shield aside, and goes to regroup with Johnny. Johnny fires his last round in the shotgun, and flips it around to use as a bat. With a hard swing of the shotgun, he knocks a samedi on the side of the head, then Johnny grabs the stunned gang member and throws him down and impales him through the eye socket on a sharp piece of wood sticking up from the busted wall. He looks over at Alisa as she jogs over to him. "Is that the last of'em?" Alisa said. "We still gotta take care of the bums and their little huts." Johnny said, as he reloads the shotgun. Alisa takes the current she had put behind her ear, she's about to dig the lighter out of her cleavage, when they both hear a noise coming from the rafter a few feet way. Johnny quickly draws his pistol while holding the half loaded shotgun at his side, as Alisa raises her's. They see a single female samedi member, coming out from her hiding place, with her hands up. "Don't shoot. I'm not armed." The woman said. Alisa and Johnny look at each other, then at the rival gang member. They each take a shot at her, the samedi falls off the rafters and lands in a pile of garbage. With the worst of the fighting done, Alisa takes the time to look at the smooth dark skin of the female samedi, in a pair of little green shorts. Alisa's teeth clench inside her mouth, as her cock starts swelling up inside her pussy. It had been a while since what happened in the mall, and Alisa is still recovering from her coma. And this samedi is looking very tempting. It's a shame they had to kill her, Alisa isn't into the whole necrophilia thing. Johnny finishes loading the shotgun, racks the pump. "Come on, we still got the bums to murder." Johnny said, as he walks away. Alisa nods her head and turns to follow him, when she hears a sound coming from the samedi member. Alisa looks at her, and sees the woman take a breath. From this angle and the way the woman is laying, Alisa has a perfect view of her plump ass in the pair of little shorts. Alisa moans as she feels her pussy stretching as her cock grows inside her. Johnny turns when he hears Alisa's moan. Then he notices the samedi moving around, as she tries to move out of the pile of trash. Alisa looks back at Johnny with an awkward smirk, and shrugs her shoulders. "Hey, you're the Boss." Johnny said, in a sarcastic I don't care tone of voice. "Besides I think I can handle a bunch of people who talk to themselves all day." He said, as walks off and leaves Alisa alone to get her jollies. Alisa starts walking towards the woman. Alisa moans louder as her cock gets thicker and longer inside her pussy. Alisa digs the lighter out of her cleavage, and lights her cigarette, then she puts the lighter back in between her boobs. She gets to the woman, and grabs her by the ankle, as she holds the cigarette in between her lips and takes a drag. The woman screams in panic, as Alisa drags her out of the trash pile. The whole time, Alisa's cock is growing inside her. Alisa always liked having her cock tucked inside her pussy, whenever she wears pants or shorts. Simply because it feels so good when it starts getting hard while it's inside her, just before she strips off her pants and pulls it out. She's one of the few people on earth, that can actually fuck herself. Alisa drags the woman by her ankle, over to the lobby. Alisa picks the woman up and throws her down on the couch, next to the body with its brains spilled out on the cushion. The woman tries to get up to run, but Alisa puts her thumb in the woman's shoulder wound. The woman screams in agony as Alisa pushes the bullet deeper into her flesh. "You're not going anywhere. Unless you wanna end up like your friend over here." Alisa said, as she points to the dead samedi next to the woman. The woman looks at the body, and almost pukes when she sees the pile of gore falling out the exit wound. Alisa starts peeling off her latex pants. "Hollowpoints. The best choice for good head shots." Alisa said, with a sadistic smile. She sits down on the couch and unzips her boots and pulls them off. Then she peel the pants off her feet and puts her boots back on and zips them up. Alisa neatly folds the pants up, and sets them aside on the arm rest, and sets her glock on the pants. Then she looks at the terrified woman. "I'm going barefoot in this place yet. God knows what's on this floor, and I don't like the idea of getting tetanus from all this broken glass and rusty nails around here." Alisa said, as she gets up and faces the woman, she takes a drag of her cigarette and flicks the ashes in the bonfire. The woman's eyes go wide when she sees the thick, smooth, veiny shaft, that's bowed out as the head is stuffed inside Alisa's stretched out, dripping pussy. "What the fuck!?" The woman said, as she looks at the thing on Alisa's crotch. Alisa sadistically smiles at the woman, as she looks at her with lustful, hungry eyes, as she has her hands on her hips. Alisa grits her teeth and groans as her cock pushes deeper into her pussy as it gets longer and thicker inside her. Her arousal starts causing her nipples to poke through the thin fabric of her makeshift little top. Alisa puts the cigarette in her mouth and starts pulling the top off. A gun magazine and her lighter fall out of her cleavage, once her tits bounce free of their confines. Alisa tosses the top over on the arm rest with her pants, and gun. The woman tries to get away again, and again Alisa grabs her shoulder and shoves her thumb in her bullet wound. Alisa leans down to speak into the woman's face. "Don't fucking move!" Alisa said, as she squeezes hard on the woman's bloody wound. It's been a while since Alisa had tortured anyone. She almost forgot how much it turned her on, to have someone under her total control. Alisa smiles as she digs her thumb into the wound, the sounds of the woman's screams and cries makes her cock twitch with arousal. Alisa does it again, and the woman's screams of pain. Make Alisa's cock twitch to full hardness, and slip out of her pussy, making her moan as it comes out, and springs up and slaps the woman in the face. The force of Alisa's cock hitting the woman, nearly knocks her out. It was like she got punched by Maero's fist, instead of a cock. Alisa laughs at the way the woman's reaction to being slapped by her cock. "I'm going to have a lot of fun with you." Alisa said, as she gently caresses the woman's face. "You're not." Alisa said, as her smile quickly disappears, and is replaced with a cold, evil, sadistic look. Alisa suddenly grabs the woman's shirt and rips it off, then grabs her shorts and violently tears them off her hips, then she grabs her hips and flips her over on all fours. "Have you ever been in the showers in a prison? No, I have and what those pricks did to me in the showers. Is nothing compared to what I'm about to do to you." Alisa said, as she rubs the thick, throbbing head of her cock on the woman's tight, puckered asshole. The woman shakes her head. "NO, NO, NO PLEASE!" The woman begs. Alisa smiles at the woman's pathetic cries for mercy. Then she grips the woman's hip with one hand, while the other holds her cock. Alisa smiles as she looks at the woman's asshole, as she pushes her cock against the tight anal ring. The woman grits her teeth as she feels that huge cock pushing against her butt hole. Alisa pushes with all her strength and moans when she feels her cock going inside the woman's asshole. The woman screams as she feels her asshole stretching. Alisa smiles as she moans from feeling the distinctive tightness of an asshole, for first time in two years. Alisa's built up lust for anal sex, causes her to force every inch of her cock in the woman's ass. The woman screams in agony as her anal ring rips, then gasps as Alisa's cock bottoms out against her lungs. Alisa doesn't give the woman anytime to get use to having a cock in her ass. Alisa grabs the woman's hips and starts fucking her as hard and as fast as she can. Which harder than the strongest man can fuck, because of Alisa's futa strength and stamina. Blood begins to smear on Alisa's shaft, as her cock slides in and out of the woman's butt. Normally Alisa would be holding back her power, but today her lust is stronger than her self control. She completely loses herself in the pleasure and lust. As she fucks the woman's ass so hard that she's literally shifting her insides around. The woman cries and screams in agony as her asshole tears, and her guts move around inside her. Alisa throws her head back, moaning as she enjoys the feeling of her cock moving in and out of the warm, moist asshole, that is quickly losing its tightness. She looks down at her cock, and notices the amount of blood that covers the shaft. Alisa forces herself to pull out of the woman's ass. When she does, a bloody, wet, loose looking, very large rosebud comes out. Alisa looks down at her blood covered cock, then at the woman. Who's whole body shakes from the overwhelming pain and shock of getting ass raped by the Boss of the 3rd Street Saints. "Don't worry about hurtin this bitch." Johnny said, as he comes in and lays the shotgun on the bar and takes a seat on a worn out stool. "What do you mean?" Alisa said. "Have you seen the sick shit these assholes are into. Trust me, when I say. That killin these fucks like we did, is too easy of a way out for'em. This one is gettin exactly what she deserves." Johnny said. "How do you know that?" Alisa said, as she stands there with blood dripping from her cock. Johnny leans over the bar and finds a bottle of whiskey. He opens it and flicks the cap into the bonfire, and takes a big drink. His eyes squint after he swallows the mouthful of whiskey. "The cops found a teenage girl on samedi turf. From what I heard in jail, there wasn't enough of this girl to identify. The coroner had to use dental records to identify her. I don't wanna go into the details. I'll just what they did to that girl was bad." Johnny said, as he takes another drink. "I've heard that these twisted fucks are into human sacrifice. But maybe that's just bullshit, I don't know." He said. Alisa looks at the woman with a look of pure anger. She grabs the woman by her hair and pulls her head back. "You like torturing young girls!?" Alisa said. The woman just sobs. Alisa grabs the woman's prolapse and squeezes it. The woman screams out in pain. "Answer the fucking question!" Alisa yells. The woman nods her head. Alisa slams her head down against the back of the couch and breaks her teeth on the bare wooden frame. Then she rams her cock back inside the woman's bloody asshole. Alisa isn't worried about hurting the woman now, in fact that's exactly what Alisa wants to do to her. Alisa moves her hip back and forth with all her strength and anger. She moans as she feels soft, moist insides moving around her cock, as she fucks the woman's asshole. The woman screams continuously, as blood runs down her the back of her legs, as blood runs down her chin from her broken teeth. "Open your mouth!" Alisa said. The woman does as she's told, and opens her mouth. Alisa puts the top of the woman's opened mouth on the frame of the couch. Alisa begins pounding her ass with everything she's got. The woman can feel her jaw straining every time Alisa's cock pushes into her. Alisa's tits bounce up and down, as her ass cheeks jiggles with her every violent thrust. Then she pushes her cock in as far as she can, then pulls out and let's her load of creamy, hot cum spray across the room, and splatter on the on the floor. Alisa's cock twitches and jerks from every powerful spurt of her cum, and again causes her pussy and asshole to orgasm. Alisa doesn't want to fill up the pedophile with her ecstasy giving cum. She wants the woman's last few seconds on earth, to be the most painful in her life. So she'll put it all over the floor, instead of the woman's body. As she the last drop shoots across the room. Alisa picks up her glock, and walks around to the back of the couch. "You're not going enjoy this, like a woman usually deserves to enjoy a futa's cum. No, I want you to suffer, I want you to feel what your victims felt." Alisa said, as she looks at the woman's weeping face. "I'm just wondering if I should pop you now, or wait for the right moment?" Alisa said, as she puts the barrel of her pistol to the woman's head. Alisa looks at Johnny. "Johnny, what do you think?" Alisa said. "It's up to you Boss." Johnny said. "Hmm, decisions, decisions." Alisa said. Then she sees the hope in the woman's eyes. "You want me to kill you, don't you?" Alisa said. The woman nods her head. "You want the pain to stop, don't you?" Alisa said, as she keeps the gun pressed to the woman's head. The samedi nods her head again. Alisa lowers the gun, and says. "Sorry. You're not getting off that easy." Alisa said. Alisa grabs the woman by her hair, and drags her off the couch. A trail of blood smears on the floor, as she's dragged on her back across the dirty, broken glass littered floor. "By the time I'm done with you. You're not going to be able to walk. As long as you're still breathing, I'm going to use you anyway I want." Alisa said, as she drags the samedi woman out of the lobby and to whatever spot Alisa thinks is best suited for what she has planned for the samedi bitch. Johnny turns around on the stool, and rest his arms on the bar as he takes a drink. "'Bout time somebody with the balls to do what needs to be done, is in charge." Johnny said. ************** Next chapter is coming soon. I hope you guys like this chapter. If you have any ideas or comments, let me know in the review. Thanks for reading.